Mira’s Pov
The first rays of sunlight filtered through the heavy curtains, pulling me from a restless sleep. My eyes fluttered open, and for a moment, I lay still, the events of the previous day replaying in my mind. The Lycans. The mate pull. Serene’s venomous words. It all felt like a horrible dream I couldn’t escape. With a groan, I sat up and glanced around the room. The luxurious furniture and silk sheets only reminded me that I was in my enemies territory. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stretched, shaking off the remnants of sleep. The dress I had worn yesterday hung loosely around me, wrinkled and stiff. A frown tugged at my lips as I realized I had nothing else to wear. “Of course, they wouldn’t bother to provide me with anything,” I muttered under my breath. I straightened my dress as best I could and walked over to the small basin to freshen up. My reflection in the mirror stared back at me, the dark circles under my eyes a stark reminder of my sleepless night. As I splashed water on my face, my fingers brushed against the hidden dagger tucked into my sash. My heart clenched, and I stepped back, staring at the weapon as if it held all the answers to my problems. I had brought the dagger with me for protection, but now it served a new purpose. Breaking the bond! I couldn’t let this connection tie me to them. They were murderers—the ones responsible for my mother’s death. My hand trembled as I pulled the dagger free from its sheath. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I held the blade against my palm, my heart racing. “You can do this, Mira,” I whispered to myself. “You have to do this.” But just as the blade was about to press into my skin, the door burst open. “Stop!” I jumped, the dagger slipping from my hand and landing with a dull thud on the floor. My wide eyes met Rowan’s furious gaze as he stormed into the room. His presence filled the space, and I instinctively backed away. “What the hell are you doing?” he demanded, his voice low and dangerous. I crossed my arms over my chest, defiance replacing my shock. “What does it look like I’m doing? Leave me alone!” Rowan’s eyes darted to the dagger on the floor. He stepped forward, his golden-brown gaze burning with intensity. “You were trying to break the bond.” “So what if I was?” I snapped, my voice trembling with anger. He growled low in his throat, his wolf clearly close to the surface. “Do you even know what that would do to you? To us?” “I don’t care!” I shot back, my voice rising. “I didn’t ask for this bond! I don’t want it!” Rowan’s jaw clenched, and he took another step closer, his presence overwhelming. “You don’t get to decide that. The bond is fate. It’s unbreakable.” I scoffed, glaring up at him. “I’ll find a way. Watch me.” Before either of us could say another word, the door swung open again, and Damien, Lucian, and Kai strode in. Their eyes immediately landed on the dagger lying on the floor and then on me and Rowan. “What’s going on here?” Damien demanded, his voice sharp and commanding. “She was trying to break the bond,” Rowan said, his tone clipped. Lucian’s brows furrowed as he stepped forward, his calm expression replaced by one of concern. “Mira, do you have any idea what you’re doing?” Kai let out a low growl, his wolf clearly agitated. “You’re ours. Why would you try to hurt yourself like this?” I glared at each of them in turn, my anger bubbling over. “I’m not yours! I’ll never be yours!” Before they could respond, another voice sliced through the tension. “What is all this noise about?” Serene appeared in the doorway, her icy blue eyes scanning the scene. Her gaze landed on the dagger and then on me, her lips curling into a sneer. “What did she do now?” Rowan’s jaw tightened. “It’s none of your concern, Serene.” Her brows shot up in mock surprise. “None of my concern? This girl is here because of you four, and now she’s causing problems? I think it’s very much my concern.” Kai growled, his frustration evident. “We don’t need your input right now. Leave.” Serene ignored him, her gaze fixed on me with undisguised hatred. “I warned you, didn’t I? You’re nothing but a tool, a means to an end. And now you’re already proving to be more trouble than you’re worth.” I stepped forward, meeting her icy glare with one of my own. “You don’t scare me, Serene.” Her lips curled into a cold smile. “Oh, you should be scared, little girl. You have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into.” “Enough!” Rowan’s voice boomed, silencing the room. He turned to Serene, his eyes blazing with authority. “Leave. Now.” Serene’s face twisted with anger, but she didn’t argue. With one last glare in my direction, she stormed out, her gown swishing behind her. The tension in the room remained thick as the brothers turned their attention back to me. Damien stepped forward, his tone softer but still stern. “Mira, why would you do this?” “I don’t owe you an explanation,” I snapped, crossing my arms. Lucian sighed, his expression pained. “You’re only hurting yourself by fighting this bond.” “I don’t care,” I shot back. “I don’t want to be your mate!” Kai’s eyes darkened, his wolf clearly struggling for control. “You don’t have a choice, Mira. This bond isn’t something you can break. It’s fate.” “Fate?” I laughed bitterly. “You call this fate? Being forced to mate with the monsters who ruined my life?” Rowan stepped closer, his golden eyes locking onto mine. “We didn’t ask for this either, Mira. But the bond is real, and it’s unbreakable. Whether you like it or not, you’re ours.” I opened my mouth to argue, but his words left me speechless. Damien’s voice was calm but resolute. “You’ll understand in time. Fighting us will only make this harder for you.” Rowan’s lips curved into a small, almost amused smile. “You’ll adjust.” With that, the brothers turned and left the room, their departure leaving a heavy silence in their wake. I stood there, my chest heaving with anger and frustration. Their certainty that I couldn’t escape them echoed in my mind. But they were wrong. “I’ll definitely find a way!”Rowan, Damien, Lucian, and Kai’s POVThe throne room was heavy with tension. Each of us stood with a scowl on our faces, fuming with frustration. Our minds were clouded with thoughts of Mira.What she’d done earlier still echoed in our heads, but it wasn’t just that—no, it was the fact that she was rejecting something we couldn’t even control.She was trying to ruin everything.“She’s out of her mind,” Kai growled, his fists clenching tightly as he paced back and forth.“Who does she think she is? She tried to cut herself, to stop us from claiming her!”“I couldn’t sleep last night,” Damien said, his voice deep with frustration.“I kept seeing her face in my dreams. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt her presence. She’s everywhere, and I can’t get her out of my head.”“I feel the same,” Rowan muttered, leaning back against the large stone pillar. His eyes narrowed as his mind seemed to drift back to the events of the night before.“She kept appearing in my thoughts, haunting me like
Mira’s Pov I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind a jumbled mess. I had hoped for some peace, but as the minutes passed, the silence became suffocating. I kept thinking about everything—the bond I didn’t want, the brothers, and what they were planning for me. It all felt like too much. I had no idea what I was supposed to do next. Just as I was starting to think I could maybe catch a little break, a sharp knock echoed from the door.My heart skipped a beat, and I sat up quickly. I didn’t want to deal with them. I didn’t want to deal with anyone. But I knew it was pointless to avoid whatever was coming.I stood up and opened the door, only to be greeted by five maids, each carrying something different—baskets, bundles, and even a large platter of food.I blinked, confused.“Miss,” one of the maids greeted me politely, her voice soft. “The Lycan Kings have requested that you join them for dinner. They wish for you to look your best.”I tried to hide the annoyance that bu
The next day. Mira’s POV Though I did not touch the food, the dining hall smelled of roasted pig and freshly made bread. The sight alone made my stomach turn. Eating whatever they offered felt like surrender. Rowan sat at the head of the table, his golden gaze fixed on me. Lucian and Kai lounged on either side of Damien, their faces unreadable, but Rowan—seated directly across from me—watched in silence. I shoved my plate away. “I’m not eating.” Rowan drummed his fingers on the table. “You’ll eat.” Unflinching, I met his gaze. “Make me.” The air crackled like an impending storm, the tension in the room thickening. Damien ran a hand through his hair and exhaled deeply. “Refusing to eat doesn’t prove anything, Mira. You need your strength.” I let out a cold, humorless chuckle. “For what? So I can be your obedient little breeder? So I can sit here and pretend this is normal?” I gestured to the lavish feast, the brilliant chandeliers, the massive h
Mira’s POVI walk to my room with trembling legs, unsure where I gathered the courage to confront Serene head-on.Maybe it was the frustration from the brothers’ display at dinner, all because of her stupid mistake. And she dared to laugh at me. What good is she as a female Alpha if she can’t even bear a pup? This is all because of her.I bang my door shut—loud enough for everyone to hear. Hopefully, the brothers will take it as a sign to stay away tonight. I am still not ready to accept the title of breeder.I let out a long breath, my hands balling into fists. My fate has already been sealed, and yet, I still refuse to accept it.But how long can I fight this?The walls of this castle are closing in, suffocating me, and the worst part is… there is no escape.Knock. Knock.A part of me wants to run into the bathroom and lock myself in, but then I remember—none of them ever bother knocking before barging into my room.“Come in.” My voice is steady—far steadier than I expected, conside
Mira’s POVMy legs quiver in fear. I swallow hard, forcing myself to maintain a blank expression, no matter how loudly my mind screams at me to run.“Anton is really a bastard,” Rowan smirks, his voice laced with amusement. The others exchange knowing looks, their lips curling into faint smiles, as if they’ve already agreed upon some sinister plan.“That’s my father!” I shoot them a sharp glare, my heart pounding in my chest. If only they knew what I truly planned. I wasn’t here to beg or accept my fate. No—I was going to avenge my mother’s death. I was going to reclaim my life, my freedom.I would get close to my father and enjoy every luxury the Moon Goddess had fated for me. Then, when the time was right, I’d tear him apart.“A father that sold you to the brothers you want to rip apart?” Lucian runs his fingers through his hair, his voice calm yet accusing.My mouth falls open in shock. How did they know?“You’re an open book, Mira.” They scoff in unison, eyes scanning my face l
Mira Pov“Does it hurt?” Rowan asks me with care in his eyes. I can’t wrap my head around the question. Their hands are doing wonders to my body. I shut my mouth even tighter because giving him an answer would definitely make them know the strength they have over me and I have no intention of fulfilling such desire.“You are really stubborn. We warned you not to do that.” Damien says. I try to track him by his voice to see exactly what he’s doing, my brain gets lost in the pleasure.“Let the girl be. If she’s trying to be stubborn,let her be. You’re bothering her.” I suspect it to be Kai,but I’m not sure, I promise myself to learn the individual difference between all of them. At least in times like this, I have would be able to tell them apart.“Can we all just let the girl be and enjoy this in silence! My wolf is struggling here.”They are series of murmurings and grumbling that ruin the whole activity. I feel choked and I struggle to breathe.“We need to stop.” Rowan says, obvio
Lucian’s POV“What was all that about Lucian?” Rowan says and he sounds annoyed.“What was all what about?” I take quick long strides to my room. I need to take a break.“Is there something you’re not telling us? Something we need to know?” Damien says. I’m not surprised they can notice I’m not myself.“What’s going on with you Lucian? Since she stepped her feet into this place,you haven’t been yourself. You are different.”“We need to know if the difference is positive or negative. Don’t ask us to turn a blind eye in this situation.” Kai speaks up. I keep walking forward. I have no way to explain this to any of them.“Lucian, open your damn mouth and say something! Are you just becoming possessive over her or is the curse starting to act up?” Rowans asks. He tries to be as discreet as possible. But he still ends up offending me.I stop in my tracks. Anger,rage, hatred, myriad of negative emotions pass through me all at once.“Lucian, get a hold of yourself. We promised ourselves she
I pace around the hallway, anger twisting me on the insides. I stayed at the front of her room all through the night and I heard everything that was going on. I wanted to mock her, tease her, make her see reasons why I am the queen of this pack but Lucian lost control. Ever since I was here, this has never happened. I couldn’t explain exactly why it happened. My mind links it to the mysterious curse I’ve always been hearing was inflicted on him but he has never tried to leave the palace. I tried to ask Damien, Rowan and Kai. They all turned me down telling me that Lucian was going to be fine and needed rest. I stood in front of the door to assess him myself. Whenever they decide to open this door and come out, I will scan him with my eyes. Only then would I be able to put my heart at peace. And as for that stupid omega wolf that cannot even transform, today is the day I end her. I have had more than enough of her interceding in my plans. They were all supposed to go smoothl
Mira POV When I arrived at the shrine, I immediately knew something was different.The courtyard was crowded, more than I’d ever seen it. People were pouring in through the arched gates, their footsteps fast yet quiet, their heads bowed as though afraid to lift their eyes. Some clutched prayer beads, others held burning candles. A few sobbed quietly as they moved toward the inner sanctum.I stepped aside as a woman passed me, dragging two small children behind her. One of them looked up at me, his eyes swollen from crying. My heart twisted painfully.I made my way inside and found the head priestess, her wrinkled face lined even deeper than usual.“What’s going on?” I asked softly, trying not to let the heavy tension around us suffocate my voice.She turned to me with a tired expression. “The people are afraid,” she said, clasping her hands together. “Since the massacre… the castle guards, the bloodshed… word has spread.”I frowned. “Word?”The priestess nodded. “About the wit
Mira POV Two days later…I woke up before the sun had risen, the castle still blanketed in silence. For once, I didn’t wait for Adela or any of the handmaids to come in. I slipped out of bed, walked barefoot to the bath chamber, and poured myself a cold shower. The icy water hit my skin like a slap, but I welcomed it. I needed the numbness. My mind had been anything but still for the past two days.I couldn’t stop thinking about the massacre—the way the blood had soaked into the stone floors, the way the guards’ lifeless bodies had been carried away one by one. And the families… Gods, the families. They had gathered outside the castle gates yesterday, their wails cutting through the air like blades. Some had thrown stones, others had just fallen to their knees, begging for answers. Begging for justice.I stayed in the shower longer than necessary, hoping the water would wash away the unease churning inside me. It didn’t. When I stepped out, I dried myself quickly and dressed
Mira POVI sat quietly in the carriage beside Damien, the steady rhythm of the wheels rolling over the rugged trail doing little to ease the storm brewing inside me. The sun was still rising in the sky, casting golden beams through the trees, but my heart felt too heavy to appreciate any of it. We were heading to the place where Benard Sawyer was meant to be executed years ago. Damien sat across from me, flipping through an old parchment from the archives, but I knew we were both thinking about more than just the past.The silence stretched between us until I finally broke it.“How’s Lucian doing?” I asked, not looking at him. I didn’t know why I needed to know so badly. Maybe because the thought of losing him clawed painfully at the inside of my chest.Damien looked up at me, his expression shifting to something solemn. “He’s hanging on,” he said softly.“But not for long. The disciple told me the only thing that could really save him is complete faith—from the three of us.”I
Kai POVThe air was tense as we stormed toward Councilman Baylor’s chambers. I walked beside Rowan with six guards behind us, all alert and on edge. Damien and Mira had taken off earlier to the execution site where Benard Sawyer was once meant to die. I hoped they’d find something useful. But right now, our focus was Councilman Baylor.Rowan kept glancing at me as we moved through the corridor. “What if he’s already done it?” he asked, low but urgent. “What if he’s already summoned them?”I didn’t need to ask who he meant. “Then we’ll be too late,” I said. “But we can’t think like that. We have to act before they arrive.”Rowan didn’t speak again, but his jaw tightened. He knew as well as I did that there was no defense against witches—not unless we were prepared. And we weren’t. Not yet.When we arrived at Baylor’s chambers, they were eerily quiet. The guards took position at the doors while Rowan and I pushed inside. The room was dim, the curtains drawn, the fire out. It felt li
Mira POV I shifted another stack of scrolls and sighed. Damien’s secret archive was packed from floor to ceiling with books, dusty records, and ancient parchments. I could barely breathe from all the dust in the air, but I wasn’t going to stop. Kai and I had been digging through everything for nearly an hour now, trying to find anything about Councilman Benard Sawyer’s execution—the date, the place, even a small mention of it would be something. The deeper we dug, the more suspicious everything became.I glanced at Kai as he skimmed through a thick record book. “You really don’t know the date?” I teased, a half-smirk curling my lips. “Didn’t you grow up as your father’s little pet? Always at his feet, watching him rule?”Kai looked up sharply. “I wasn’t his pet,” he said, a bit defensive. “I did more than attend his meetings and parties. I trained with Rowan, built things with Damien… I even tried my hand at hunting once.”“Except Lucian,” I said quietly, flipping through a b
Damien POV I stood in my workshop, watching Adela as she sat nervously on the chair placed directly in front of the table. She looked lost, confused, and so much younger than her years. Rowan leaned against the wall by the door, arms crossed, watching with scepticism written all over his face.“I still think this is a waste of time,” Rowan muttered for the tenth time.“And I think you’re not helping,” I shot back without looking at him. I couldn’t afford distractions. Adela needed to remember, and fast.We had no idea what Councilman Baylor had done to her — only that her memories of the amulet, of everything she had learned, were gone. But I had a theory. If magic could block her mind, then science could trigger it back.“Alright, Adela,” I said softly, pulling a few paintings from the nearby cabinet. “Let’s start simple. Do you recognize these?”I spread portraits of the councilmen across the table. Some old, some new. Among them was Baylor’s.Adela leaned forward, squinting at
Mira POV I wiped my face quickly, my fingers trembling. I had cried enough. I knew now—there was no running from what the moon goddess had given me. My destiny wasn’t about revenge. It wasn’t about the hatred I carried or the love I feared. It was bigger than me. And no amount of heartbreak could be allowed to break me.I took a deep breath and stood up. My legs felt weak, but I forced them to move. No more hiding. No more letting my pain trap me. If I was truly meant to bridge the worlds—to heal what had been broken—I had to be stronger than this.When I stepped out of my chamber, the sunlight almost blinded me. It felt foreign against my skin, like I had been locked away in the darkness for too long. I shielded my eyes and headed straight to the courtyard, the place where everyone seemed to gather when something important happened.As I approached, I noticed Kai. He was standing there, as if waiting for me, his arms folded stiffly across his chest. His eyes softened when he
Mira’s POVI couldn’t believe what I’d just seen.Lucian. My mate. Lying unconscious on a bed hidden in the shrine. All this time, they’d kept it from me—every single one of them. Even Damien, who I’d come to trust more than I thought I would. The sight of Lucian’s motionless body sent something cold and aching straight through my chest. And then to hear them… Damien and the disciple, talking like I was never supposed to know. Like I wasn’t even part of this.The betrayal tasted like ash in my mouth.I stormed out of the room, my vision blurring with tears. I could hear Damien calling after me, his boots slapping the stone floors of the shrine, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. If I turned back, if I let him catch up to me, I might break completely.“Mira! Please, just listen!”“Don’t!” I snapped, spinning on my heel just as I reached the carriage. “Don’t you dare speak to me!”He stopped short, his chest rising and falling with effort. The look in his eyes was soft—regretful. But
Mira POV I stood in the courtyard, surrounded by the soft murmurs of the guards and the quiet tension that buzzed in the air like a taut string waiting to snap. Everyone was waiting for Adela to return. The amulet swap needed to happen perfectly, silently. One wrong move and Councilman Baylor would vanish into the shadows like smoke. We had one chance to use his connection to the witches to find them, and I couldn’t shake the anxiety tightening around my chest.Adela was brave, no doubt, but this was different. Dangerous. I tried to keep a calm expression as I stood beside Kai, Damien, and Rowan, but my thoughts were far from steady. My mind kept drifting back to the voice I heard last night. The moon goddess. Her words still echoed in my head like a steady drumbeat.You were born for this.The weight of her voice still lingered in my chest. Heavier than armor. More binding than any promise.If I was truly the bridge between the three factions, then I had to start walking that