LOGIN~ Eliora“Again?” I asked, staring at my reflection.I turned slightly, smoothing down the fabric of my dress. Simple. Elegant. Not too much. Not too little.Perfect.For once… I wanted to get this right.“Eliora.” I turned.My father stood by the door, arms folded, watching me like he always did… calculating, observant.“Are you ready?” Lucien Moreau asked.I nodded. “Yes.He stepped further into the room, his gaze softening just slightly. “The Luna has… forgiven you.”My chest tightened.Forgiven.The word felt heavier than it should.Well it wasn't my fault in the first place. “And she’s given permission for you to visit again,” he added.A small smile formed on my lips before I could stop it. “I’ll behave,” I said lightly.His eyes narrowed. “This is not a game, Eliora. I won't send you to do my dirty works again.”“oh you won't father. I'm grown now.”“ I know. Things have changed,” he continued. “Rowan is not the same boy you knew.”“I know,” I repeated, softer this time.“He’s
~ RowanI woke up to a problem.Not danger. Not an attack. Not responsibility.Alice.“Rowan…”Her voice was soft. Too soft. Dangerously soft. I didn’t open my eyes.“Go back to sleep.”“No.”I felt movement, Then weight.She grabbed my arm and pulled it over her like I was a pillow.“Alice,” I said flatly.“Rowan,” she mimicked.I opened one eye slowly, She was already looking at me. Wide awake.Smiling.Annoying..“It’s morning,” I said.“And?” she replied.“I need to train.”She tightened her grip on my arm. “No, you don’t.”“Yes, I do.”“No, you don’t,” she repeated. “You need rest.”I exhaled slowly. Patience. Control.“I’m not you,” I said. “I don’t lie around all day.”She gasped dramatically. “I don’t lie around. I recharge.”“You sleep.”“I recharge,” she corrected.I sat up.She groaned loudly and tried to pull me back down.“Rowan, come on,” she whined. “Stay. Just today.”I looked at her, really looked…There was something behind the drama.Something softer.“I can’t,” I sai
~ KaelI woke before the sun fully rose, not because I had to, but because I couldn’t sleep.The room was quiet. Too quiet. No noise. No chaos. No distractions.Just thoughts.Too many thoughts.Twins.White wolf.Heirs.Family.I exhaled sharply and sat up, running a hand through my hair.“This house…” I muttered. “Is getting really exhausting.”I got up and dressed without thinking too much about it.Dark shirt. Fitted. Comfortable. Easy to move in.Black pants. Boots.Simple.Deadly.When I stepped out, the servants immediately bowed slightly. “Good morning, Master Kael.”I paused for a second, Still not used to that.“…Morning,” I replied casually, walking past them.The hallway stretched ahead of me, quiet and polished like nothing ever went wrong in this house.Like last night hadn’t been chaos.Like a white wolf hadn’t just revealed himself to the entire pack.I rolled my shoulders once as I walked.I’m not ready for trouble today.Which, in this house…Usually meant trouble was
~ Kael I knew something had changed the moment the air shifted.It wasn’t just the attack, It wasn’t just the chaos, the blood, the adrenaline still humming beneath my skin.It was… something else, something heavier.Something ancient.And then I saw him…The white wolf.I had heard stories.Whispers.Legends told in low voices when people thought no one important was listening.But nothing, nothing, prepared me for that.He wasn’t just a wolf.He was power.Pure. Undiluted. Commanding.Silver fur catching the light like it was made of moon itself. Eyes glowing, not just bright, but knowing. Like he could see through everything. Through lies. Through people. Through me.For a second… I forgot to breathe.“Rowan…” someone whispered.So that was him, the White Wolf.My gaze followed him as he moved..no, not moved, dominated the space. Rogues scattered like they had seen death itself.And maybe they had.Because if that wolf turned on anyone?They wouldn’t survive.I knew that much insta
~ Iris I didn’t realize how much I had missed them…Until they were standing right in front of me.Alive.Safe.Home.Alice was the first to crash into me.“Mom!” she squealed, wrapping her arms tightly around me like she hadn’t grown at all.I laughed softly, holding her just as tight. “Careful… you’ll break me.”“Not possible,” she said dramatically, pulling back just enough to look at me. “You look even prettier than I remember.”I raised a brow. “Flattery already?”“It’s not flattery if it’s true,” she replied proudly.“ Well you look pretty too,even to pretty.”i said.“I got the beauty from you mom!”I shook my head, smiling, then my eyes shifted…To Rowan, he stood a little behind her.Quiet.Still.Watching me.For a moment, neither of us moved.Then I stepped forward slowly and pulled him into a hug.he stiffened slightly at first…Then relaxed.Just a little.“I missed you,” I whispered.“I know, I missed you too mom.” he said softly.I pulled back, holding his face in my hands,
~ Duncan The moment the doors burst open…I knew.This wasn’t coincidence.This wasn’t random.“ROGUES!”The word barely registered before my body reacted.I moved.Fast.Lethal.The first one that came at me didn’t even get close. I caught him by the throat mid-lunge and slammed him into the ground hard enough to crack the marble beneath us.Another rushed in…I turned, drove my fist straight through his guard, and sent him flying across the hall.My senses sharpened instantly.Blood. Fear. Power.War.And then my eyes found her. Iris.Fighting.Of course she was,not hiding, not running.Fighting.Graceful. Precise. Deadly.A small, dangerous pride settled in my chest.That’s my Luna.A rogue came at her, while she was distracted. I stepped forward,but I didn’t get there first.A blur.Then…the rogue dropped,head gone.I stilled for half a second.Kael.My jaw tightened, he stood there like it meant nothing, like he hadn’t just ended a life in the most brutal way possible.But his e
~iris The phone kept vibrating in my hand, like it knew I was hesitating.Duncan.Just seeing his name pulled something loose in my chest, something I’d spent months carefully locking away. I hadn’t saved his number again. I didn’t need to. I could recognize it anywhere. Muscle memory. Emotional
~ KyI knew Iris was drunk the moment I saw her.Not sloppy-drunk. Not loud.The dangerous kind. The kind where her eyes went soft and unfocused, where her walls slipped without her noticing.Alice noticed too. Everyone always did when it came to Iris. She drew attention without asking for it. With
~ AliceThe pack house smelled faintly of polished wood and leather, the faint musk of wolves lingering in the corners like a memory. Eunice was already at the head of the table, standing tall, radiating control as though she had been born to command. My father wasn’t here, and her confidence thriv
~EuniceI was flipping through the stack of student files on my desk, routine paperwork that usually bored me to death when Iris Rivera’s folder landed in my hands.I opened it without thinking, and there she was, the passport photo staring back at me.Even in that stiff, official shot she was stun







