Chapter 2

Rowan, Damien, Lucian, and Kai’s POV

As soon as the steward led Mira out of the room, silence fell among us.

For a moment, no one said a word, but the tension was unmistakable.

The air was thick with something we hadn’t felt in years—a pull, a connection that ran deeper than anything we’d ever experienced before.

Rowan was the first to break it. “Did you feel that?” His voice was low, but the edge of disbelief was clear.

Kai growled, his fists clenched on the table. “Feel it? It was impossible to ignore. The mate bond.”

“It’s not just the bond,” Lucian added, his usually calm demeanor replaced by visible agitation.

“Her scent… it’s intoxicating. It took every ounce of control not to drag her back here and claim her on the spot.”

Damien leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowing. “And her blood. There’s something unique about her bloodline. It’s unlike anything I’ve come across before.”

“She’s ours,” Kai said firmly, his wolf grunting in agreement. “We can’t deny it. She’s our mate.”

Rowan’s brow furrowed. “This complicates things. She was sent here as a breeder, not knowing who we are to her. If we rush this, it could push her away.”

“She’s not just a breeder,” Damien argued. “We all felt it. She’s our true mate. We can’t keep that from her for long.”

Kai growled again, his frustration evident. “She needs to know, and we need to mark her. The bond will only get stronger, and our wolves won’t wait forever.”

Lucian shook his head, his tone firm. “Rushing into this will do more harm than good. We need to handle this carefully. If she feels forced, she might reject us completely. For now, we gain her trust. We show her she’s more to us than what her father sent her here to be.”

Damien’s eyes darkened. “And what about Serene? She’s not going to take this well.”

Rowan sighed, leaning back in his chair. “Serene will fight this, no doubt about it. But Mira is ours, and nothing will change that. Not Serene, not her father, not anything.”

The room fell silent again, but the unspoken understanding was clear.

Mira was our mate, and we would do whatever it took to claim her as ours!

Mira’s POV

The steward walked ahead of me, leading me through the labyrinth of hallways in the Lycans’ palace.

The sheer size of the place was overwhelming, I couldn’t stop staring around. but then, the weight of everything that had happened so far pressed heavily on my chest.

I couldn’t stop thinking about the brothers—Rowan, Damien, Lucian, and Kai.

I got to know their names from the steward who didn’t think twice in telling me when I asked.

The moment I stood in front of them, I felt something strange. It was like an invisible string pulling me toward them, something I couldn’t explain.

Though I’ve never felt something like this before, I'm not so dumb not to know what it means.

That was definitely a Mate Pull!

“Miss Mira, this way,” the steward said, stopping in front of a large oak door.

Before he could open it, a sharp, cold voice sliced through the air. “Who is this?”

I turned to see a tall woman standing at the other end of the hallway. She was beautiful, her golden hair falling in soft waves around her shoulders, but her icy blue eyes held no warmth as they locked onto me.

She moved toward us with a graceful but commanding stride, her long gown sweeping the floor behind her.

The steward stepped aside and bowed slightly. “Lady Serene,” he said politely. “This is Mira. She will be staying here as per the Lycans’ orders.”

Serene’s eyes narrowed as she looked me over, her lips curling into a sneer. “So, this is the breeder?”

The way she said the word made my stomach churn, and I clenched my hands into fists at my sides to stop them from shaking.

“Yes, my lady,” the steward replied calmly.

Serene took another step closer, her gaze piercing. “Let me make something clear to you, girl,” she said, her tone dripping with disdain.

“You are nothing but a tool. A means to an end. Don’t think for one second that you would ever matter to them.”

I blinked, stunned by the venom in her words. “I… I didn’t—”

“Quiet!” she snapped, cutting me off.

“Do you know who I am? I am their wife. I have stood by their side for years, and I always will. Whatever game you think you’re playing, whatever fantasy you’ve created in your mind, it will not last. You’re nothing. You’ll always be nothing.”

Her words stung, but I forced myself to meet her glare, lifting my chin. “If I’m nothing, why do you seem so threatened by me?”

Her eyes flashed with anger, and for a moment, I thought she might slap me.

But instead, she stepped back, a cold smile curling her lips. “Threatened? By you? Don’t flatter yourself. You’re here for one purpose, and once you’ve fulfilled it, you’ll be discarded like the trash you are.”

With that, she turned and swept down the hallway, leaving me standing there, shaking with anger.

The steward cleared his throat awkwardly. “Please don’t let her words upset you, Miss Mira. Lady Serene can be… difficult.”

“Difficult?” I muttered, crossing my arms. “That’s one way to put it.”

He gave me a faint smile. “Your room is just here.”

He opened the door, and I stepped inside. The room was large and luxurious, far beyond anything I’d ever known.

But as I stood there, the memory of Serene’s words echoed in my mind.

I walked to the window, staring out at the vast, moonlit gardens below. My hands trembled, and I clenched them into fists to steady myself.

Serene’s hatred didn’t scare me—it only fueled the urge to have my revenge on the Lycan kings.

“The Bond, I’ve got to break it!”