LOGINWINTER
"That's my clothes and my jewelry you're wearing! Take them off!" I failed to keep my composure.
Since I caught them together two days ago I’ve been trying to stay rational and wait for the right moment to confront them cause I didn’t want to explode and make a fool of myself. But now I couldn’t hold it in any longer.
"Hell! Get your hands off me! Are you insane?" Crystal snapped, shoving me away. "And what did you just say, Winter? Your clothes? Your jewelry? As if Kallias didn’t give these to me himself. Ask him if you don’t believe it!"
Pain exploded in my chest.
The night Kallias gave me that jewelry, he kissed my hand whispering to the Goddess how deeply he loved me, how grateful he was to have me as his Luna.
And now, I find out he gave the same damn thing to Crystal. I didn’t even want to imagine if he whispered those to her too.
My mate and my friend, all this time, behind my back...
"Why, Crystal? I considered you my sister but you’ve..." My voice trembled "Let yourself be Kallias' whore all this time?
"Whore?" She barked, fists curling at her sides. "You’re the whore. I mean so much more to him. So much more than you ever have and than you ever could."
I remember Kallias told Crystal he wanted a pup from her, he never said that to me.
A devil in the back of my mind whispered that Crystal might be telling the truth.
"And I want you to remember this," Crystal closed our distance, "What happened between Kallias and me has been going on far longer than you think. You were the one who came between us. But Selene has proven that what’s truly mine will never be taken away. So accept it, Winter. Accept that your mate was never truly yours all this time."
A slow, cruel smile curved across her lips as she watched the color drain from my face.
Then she stepped back. The staircase loomed behind her.
My eyes shot wide open.
“Cryst-” I began,
But it was too late.
Her sharp gasp pierced the air just before her body slipped and then tumbled down the stairs.
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The news of Crystal’s fall spread through the castle so quickly. I didn’t know how it reached Kallias so fast. He came rushing home not long after despite being at the border. Then again I remember it was about Crystal, he would find a way to be here quickly.
We are in her room right now, pain arose inside my chest as I watched my mate clutch Crystal’s hand and bring it slowly to his lips.
“Open your eyes, Crystal,” Kallias whispered gently. “Please, I don’t want to lose you. I love you.”
“Kallias,” I finally found my voice, hoarse with unshed tears. “She’ll Wake up soon, but for now, let’s her have some rest. If you don't mind I need a moment of your time to talk-"
He looked up and our eyes met.
The softness in his expression vanished.
In a flash, Kallias was in front of me. I barely had time to process before he slammed me hard against the wall. His hand gripped my shoulders, pinning me in place.
“I-It hurts, Kallias,”
“You heartless woman,” The man who always looks into my eyes with warmth and love now shows nothing but a disgusted look. “What did Crystal ever do to you that made you shove her down the stairs? You want to kill her didn’t you?”
“I didn’t-"
“Shut the fuck up, Winter!” He roared, cutting me off. “Every eyewitness heard you screaming at her just before it happened and one of my guards saw you stumbling back into my pack drunk out of your mind!”
He pressed me harder into the wall,
“What kind of Luna does that? Drinking outside, causing a scene, acting like a lunatic bitch? I’m ashamed of you. Not just as your Alpha but as your husband.”
For a moment, I could only stare at him. My chest is rising and falling.
Then, everything I’d been holding in since two days ago burst to the surface.
I shoved Kallias back with all the strength I had.
“You’re ashamed of me because I drank to cope?" I snarled back, "Then tell me, what the hell should I feel when my mate has been screwing around with my maid behind my back? When he tells her he wants a pup from her?"
His eyes widened, mouth parting as if to deny it, before he realized it was too late.
“You know about that…” Kallias breathed, his voice faltering.
“You’re a disgusting piece of shit!” I shout. The words flew out of me before I could stop them but didn’t regret it.
His eyes darkening. A low growl I recognize too well rumbled in his chest as his pupils changed color. His wolf had heard my insult and now it was furious.
Kallias took a step toward me, his claws elongated. Toward me, his mate.
Just then,
“Kallias?”
Crystal’s voice made him froze mid-step.
I saw his claws retracted slowly and the wildness in his eyes began to fade. Her voice soothed him, pulling his human side back from the edge.
Crystal pushed herself up carefully and slid down the bed.
“What happened?” She asked with fragile voice as her gaze flicked between us, wide and innocent.
“Crystal? Goddess, you've regained conciousness?” Kallias rushed to her side like he’d been summoned by a spell.
I stood frozen watching as he pulled her against his chest. Then Kallias moved to lift her, his arms curling around her waist like she was something precious, "You make me afraid, Crystal,"
Crystal reached up and touched his face gently, “I’m alright, Kallias. Im here beside you."
“No, Crystal. Not yet. You need to lie still for now."
The door creaked open and our pack’s healer entered the room. She glanced at Kallias and Crystal then turned to me with a soft, almost pitying smile.
My stomach twisted. I knew something that would break me all over again was coming.
“Lady Crystal, please lie back down,” Gretta said gently, “You need more rest after what happened. It’s not good for the baby if you're on your feet so soon.”
Baby?
“What did you say, Gretta? B-baby?” Kallias asked, his smile hit like a blade straight to my chest.
Beside him, Crystal blinked in surprise.
I stood there, feeling like the ceiling had caved in on me.
Crystal is pregnant?
Gretta nodded solemnly, “Yes, Alpha Kallias. Congratulations.”
“Now can we talk about what made you come all this way? There’s no chance you followed me here without a reason. Something must have happened.” Valtor said quietly, his voice low but firm.After her conversation with Kallias, Winter finally asked the man to leave. He did so without protest, retreating from the room with a respectful bow. Only then did she turn back to her mate.Valtor had been waiting just outside the room. The moment she stepped into the corridor, she saw the worry, tangled with jealousy and a sharp edge of irritation, written all over his face. He looked like a man who had fought every instinct not to barge into the room. But when Winter met his gaze calmly and offered him a small, reassuring smile, some of that tension finally eased from his shoulders.Talking with Kallias had distracted her briefly from the unease Freya had left behind at the castle. Now that she was with Valtor again, the weight returned, but it felt lighter somehow, as if being near him steadied
Winter was shocked.'What? Their baby was gone?'“It happened that night,” Kallias continued quietly. “At your wedding party. Crystal and I argued, nothing serious, or so I thought. Then the incident happened.”Winter said nothing. She hadn’t expected him to continue, but he did. His shoulders sagged beneath an invisible weight, desperation etched into every line of his face. The regret in his voice was unmistakable. And for the briefest moment, an unsettling thought crossed her mind.What if he’s right?What if Crystal truly was hiding here?“She isn’t only angry at me,” Kallias went on. “She’s angry at you as well.”Winter’s gaze sharpened.“She knows I would search for her everywhere, including here," he said. “Knowing no one would believe me. Crystal knew I would confront Valtor and that if I failed to find her it would push me toward war, a war that would endanger both our people.”Silence fell.Winter absorbed his words slowly, weighing each implication.“And would you?” she ask
3rd Person's POVRelief settled in Winter’s chest when she finally reached her husband and at last they could speak. Then her gaze shifted and she saw Kallias Thorn standing in the same room. The calm expression on Winter’s face vanished at once, replaced by sharp caution as her eyes narrowed. Her body stiffened, instincts rising unbidden.What was he doing here?“Kallias?” she said slowly, testing the name, as if half-expecting the figure before her to dissolve into illusion.He didn’t answer.Kallias only stared at her with something unsettling flickering in his gaze. And the more Winter looked at him, the more wrong everything seemed.She had never seen Kallias like this. He was thinner as if something had been steadily devouring him from the inside. The weight loss sharpened the lines of his face, hollowed his cheeks, carved shadows beneath his eyes that no amount of rest could erase. He looked like a man dragged from a nightmare and hurled into waking reality, driven here as if
VALTORLoran hadn’t lied. Kallias Thorn was waiting when I arrived at the border headquarters, the outpost closest to his Pack’s territory. And he was alone.“I’ve been waiting here far too long,” Kallias said as soon as he saw me. “And I never wait this long just to meet someone.”Earlier, I’d instructed my guards to confine him to a secured room. If he had come with hidden intentions, I wanted to be certain he wouldn’t vanish before I confronted him myself. Now, we stood face-to-face, the air between us thick with restrained hostility.My gaze swept over him, assessing, measuring.Magnus would have sensed hostile intent the moment Kallias crossed our borders. But instead, what my wolf felt was something else entirely.Submission.That unsettled me far more than aggression ever could.“Perhaps you should first know who it is you’re demanding an audience with.” I took a step closer. “What brings you to my territory?”The words left my mouth rough, edged with displeasure. I didn’t trus
WINTERMy breath came in ragged bursts, the snarl still lingering in my chest.“Oh Goddess…she’s attacked me…” Freya whispered, her eyes widening as she stared in disbelief at her own hand.Blood streaked her skin, a deep slash cutting from the back of her palm almost to her elbow. The wound wasn’t fatal, but it bled freely, staining her hand a vivid red.“That woman is monstrous,” Rosentine said, stepping closer to Freya, her gaze narrowing on me with an intensity that burned. “What are you doing? This is completely unnecessary.”As the fury inside me ebbed, leaving a jagged calm in its wake, I looked down at my own hands. Blood clung to my fingertips. My wolf nails, which I hadn’t controlled, hadn’t even meant to summon, were gone as suddenly as they’d appeared. I had hurt Freya. Yet strangely, there was no regret, only a strange, sharp relief that Khione’s reflexes had been faster than mine, protecting me before it could have been worse.“Blood…” the blind seer murmured, inhaling
WINTERI don’t know how much longer I can keep avoiding this truth.I know the day will come when I’ll have to tell Valtor about the possibility that I may never give him a child. But with every passing day, the weight of it grows heavier, pressing against my chest until it’s hard to breathe. Especially when I remember the way his eyes light up whenever someone speaks of an heir. Our child. The successor to his throne.And it isn’t only him. Everywhere we go, people look at me the same way, as if the future of the kingdom depends on me.What if I finally tell him, he can’t accept it?I could endure his anger. I could survive his frustration. But the thought of disappointment in his eyes terrifies me more than anything.'Goddess, I don’t want to hide this forever. Please help me find the strength.'I opened my eyes and stepped out of the steaming bath, water sliding down my skin. I reached for my robe, wrapped it tightly around myself, and tied it shut. Then I heard my chamber door ope







