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.”
WINTERThe weight of Valtor’s words sank into me, settling deep in my bones, chasing away the fears that had clung to me these past few days. This wasn’t just a pregnancy, it was a miracle, a gift Selene had granted me when I had almost stopped believing it could ever happen. How could a dream I thought was forever out of reach suddenly become real overnight?Yet even as joy blossomed in my chest, a shadow lingered. Happiness always seemed to carry a hint of fear, especially when some would rather see you suffer than celebrate alongside you. And in this case, it seemed there were far more of them than there were friends.The attacks on our peace had begun almost immediately after the news had spread. Whispers, jealousy, subtle sabotage—all aimed at undermining the fragile bubble of happiness surrounding us. And now, standing quietly in the doorway, was one of those threats disguised as a servant. Beneath her veil, I recognized her instantly. Crystal.“My King and Queen,” she said, p
3rd Person POVIn the days that followed, Crystal made herself scarce in the palace kitchens. She avoided the storerooms, the preparation tables, and most importantly any ingredient that might find its way to Winter’s lips. It was a careful withdrawal, meant to keep the other maids from growing more suspicious. Since the day Sasha had discovered she cut the Night Willow, Crystal realized her position had become perilously thin. Every glance felt sharper. And if she made one wrong step, the fragile balance she clung to would shatter.When the corridors were empty and the servants scattered to their duties, Crystal retreated into her chamber. There, she pored over the books hidden beneath her mattress and tucked behind loose panels in the wall—old texts filled with pressed plants, cramped annotations, and warnings written in ink long faded. Night Willow appeared again and again.Luck, it seemed, had not entirely abandoned her. The plant was not exclusive to palace grounds. According
CRYSTALThis is absurd.Freya asks the impossible with a straight face, as if she doesn’t realize how close it would bring me to death. Poisoning Winter? Before the thought even solidified, Valtor would sense the shift in my intent and rip my head from my shoulders. I exhale sharply and force my hands to keep moving, crushing dried leaves against the stone mortar. The scent is sharp and bitter, clinging to my skin. My mind drifts despite myself, replaying Freya’s voice, when suddenly,“Velda!”Eira’s voice slices through my thoughts.I jerk, nearly knocking over the bowl. When I look up, she’s already there, arms crossed, one brow arched in irritation.“Have you finished making the drink?” she demands.“almost,” She leans over my shoulder, eyes scanning the cluttered table. “Quickly, then. The Queen is waiting. You’ve been slow lately. Distracted. Is something troubling you?”I shake my head once. “No. Just tired.”She clicks her tongue, unconvinced. “See that you fix it. Finish
FREYAI did not need to return to the mansion to hear the news.The moment I stepped through the iron gates of my mansion, I knew.Rosentine and Cressida were waiting in the entrance hall, their rigid postures betraying them before a single word was spoken. The chandeliers above cast a pale glow over their faces, tightening the sharp lines of their expressions.“You’ve heard it, haven’t you?” Rosentine asked, her voice clipped, brittle with restrained hysteria.I had.And yet, I had refused to accept it.I removed my gloves slowly, as though the act itself might anchor my composure. “Winter is pregnant,” I said flatly.Rosentine’s restraint shattered.“Pregnant," she echoed, her voice rising. “And how could that be?! You swore she was barren!” Her hands clenched into fists. “No—no, this ruins everything! If she’s carrying an heir, Valtor will never cast her aside!”“Lower your voice,” Cressida snapped. “You’ll have the servants listening.”“Calm yourself, Rosentine,” I ordered.She tu
3rd Person's POV.A full week had passed, yet Crystal remained ensnared within the castle like a mouse caught in a velvet-lined trap.From the outside, her days appeared calm as she did the sickening duty as a maid. But beneath that surface, tension coiled tightly inside her. She wanted answers. Needed them. Winter’s absence gnawed at her thoughts until it became impossible to rest. Something had happened—she was certain of it—and the silence surrounding the Queen only deepened Crystal’s unease.Still, she had learned caution.Valtor had not left her alone since that night.Since the incident—since the sudden sickness had risen violently in Winter's throat, forcing her to clutch at the edge of a table as nausea overwhelmed her—he had watched her relentlessly. If she moved through the halls, he was nearby. If she paused, his gaze lingered. Not once did he truly leave her side. So Crystal endured. She lowered her eyes and made herself small. She avoided places where questions might
CRYSTAL“Take it off.” Winter said.A single final and absolute command.My hand froze midair.My heart slammed against my ribs, pounding so violently I could hear it roaring in my ears. There was no pretending I hadn’t heard her, no way to dodge the order without sealing my own fate.Winter watched me in silence, her gaze steady and knowing. She already knew I would obey.What other choice did I have? Refusing would only confirm her suspicions. It would expose me for exactly what I was.Slowly, my hand lifted. Inch by inch, my fingers trembled as they hovered just shy of the fabric concealing my face. When suddenly,Winter’s hand flew to her mouth. Her brows twisted sharply as a gagged sound escaped her throat. In the next second, she lurched to her feet so abruptly her chair scraped against the floor.“My Queen!” Eira cried, springing up beside her.My eyes locked with Winter’s.And then she turned and bolted from the room.“My Queen! Are you alright?” Eira rushed after her.The







