Rowan, Damien, Lucian, and Kai’s POV
The 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 a shadow. My wolf couldn’t settle, couldn’t calm down. All I could think about was her. And now this.” Lucian crossed his arms, his expression hardening. “Same here. My wolf’s been restless. All night, I couldn’t get a moment’s peace. And now? Now she’s trying to fight against it. Rejecting us. It doesn’t make any sense.” Kai stopped pacing and spun to face the others, his eyes blazing with anger. “We have to make her understand. We can’t let this go on. She needs to accept what’s happening between us. We’re not giving up on her.” Rowan let out a sharp breath and shook his head. “We can’t rush it, Kai. If we force her too soon, she might push us away for good. We need to handle this carefully. It’s about patience, not just strength.” Lucian’s voice softened, though his words still carried weight. “I don’t want to lose her, but if she keeps rejecting us, we’re going to need a way to make her see reason. She can’t fight the bond forever.” Damien stepped forward, his eyes dark. “We have to make her feel safe. She needs to know that we’re not just claiming to use her. We need her to trust us.” Kai scoffed, clearly agitated. “Trust? How are we supposed to get her to trust us when she thinks she’s some tool to be used?” Rowan’s eyes softened with understanding. “That’s why we have to show her we’re different. We’ll prove it to her. But it starts with treating her with respect. She’s not just a breeder to us. She’s our mate.” Before anyone could respond, the heavy doors of the throne room creaked open. We all turned as Serene strode into the room, her steps purposeful and filled with anger. “What’s all this nonsense?” she snapped, her voice dripping with fury. “Defending her earlier? The breeder? Have you all lost your minds?” Serene’s icy gaze swept over us, her eyes filled with disbelief and anger. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing? She’s nothing but a pawn, a tool for you to use, and now you’re defending her? She has to leave!” Rowan stood tall, his posture commanding as he locked eyes with her. “Enough, Serene. We’ve made our decision. Mira stays. She’s our mate, and nothing you say will change that.” The words hit Serene like a slap in the face. She faltered, looking from Rowan to the others as her rage enveloped her more. “Mate?” she spat, her voice laced with surprise. “You’re all insane. She’s nothing. She doesn’t belong here. You can’t honestly be telling me you want her here with you just because she’s your damn Mate!” Damien stepped forward, his voice quiet but full of authority. “Watch your mouth, Serena! You don’t understand anything. This isn’t about what you think. The choice is made already by the moon goddess. Mira is a part of us, and we’re not pushing her away.” “Watch my mouth? Oh please, Don’t be a fool,” Serene shot back, her eyes blazing. “You don’t know what you’re doing. You can’t let her stay. She’ll destroy everything you’ve built. She’s not like us. She’s just a breeder. That’s all she is. And once you’re done with her, you’ll throw her away.” Lucian’s expression remained stoic, but there was a hardness to his voice. “She’s not just a breeder, Serene. Get your facts right. She’s our mate! We’re not going to throw her away.” “How could you all possibly want her over me? After all this time? I’ve stood by your sides for years. I’ve done everything for you all. And now you’re choosing her? A breeder?” Kai growled under his breath, clearly losing patience. “We don’t need your approval, Serene. Mira stays! And she’s not going anywhere anytime soon. Get used to it!” Serene’s eyes flashed with fury, her fists clenched at her sides. “You’re all blind. You’re all fools. You all will regret it.” Without another word, she stormed out of the room, her heels clicking angrily against the floor. We all stood there in silence for a moment, the weight of Serene’s words lingering in the air. But none of us was ready to put her words into consideration. “We need to make sure Mira is comfortable,” Rowan said, breaking the silence like nothing had just happened. “I’ll have the steward arrange for a change of clothes and a proper meal. She needs to feel like she belongs here.” “I’ll see to it,” Lucian said, nodding. “I’ll have some maids bring her some fresh food,” Kai added. Damien let out a sigh, his voice filled with exhaustion. “That’s better. We’ve got to keep our eyes on her.” Serene’s POV I slammed the door behind me as I stormed back to my room. My heart was pounding with rage, my mind racing with every cruel thought I had about Mira. How dare they choose her over me? After all I had done for them, this was how they repaid me? I paced back and forth in my room, trying to calm the fury building inside me, but it was impossible. The very thought of Mira living here with my husbands, was driving me mad. “Why are they doing this?” I muttered to myself, my hands shaking with anger. “Mate? Why her? She doesn’t belong here. She’s nothing. Just a breeder. She’s not like me.” As I turned in circles, my personal maid, Lila, stepped into the room. Her expression softened when she saw my agitation. “My lady, what’s wrong?” I turned to her, my frustration boiling over. “It’s that breeder! She’s the one they’re all defending, Lila. Her! The brothers—my husbands—are letting her stay. They’ve chosen her, and I don’t understand why.” Lila thought for a moment before speaking, her voice soft and careful. “But she’s just a breeder, isn’t she? She doesn’t have any claim over them. Why should you worry?” I scoffed, pacing again. “That’s what they keep saying, but she’s more than that now. She’s their Mate! I don’t know what they see in her, but they’re making a mistake. I can’t let her stay here.” Lila stepped closer, her eyes narrowing as she whispered, “Maybe we shouldn’t let her live in peace here. She’s causing problems already. If she thinks she can just come here and take everything from you, maybe it’s time we made her feel unwelcome.” I stopped pacing, my heart pounding at the thought. “Do you have a plan?” Lila nodded, a sly grin forming on her face. “I do. And I think it’ll work perfectly.” A dark laugh escaped me, my anger giving way to a cruel sense of satisfaction. “Good. Let’s make her life here as difficult as possible.” “Mira, you’re in for a tough ride!”Mira’s POVThe moment I stepped across the threshold of the manor, I felt it—the pulse of magic beneath my feet. It wasn’t violent or overwhelming. It was subtle, almost calming. Like the house itself was breathing.The three women who had brought me here moved ahead without speaking. I followed them into a wide parlour draped in deep forest greens and silver-stitched curtains. Soft lanterns floated midair, casting warm light across bookshelves, cauldrons, and what looked like potted herbs glowing faintly from within.Two more women were waiting inside.They looked up as I entered, smiles spreading on both their faces.“Welcome,” said the elder of the two, her silver hair braided down her back like a vine. “We’ve waited so long for this day.”I nodded politely. My heart was still pounding from everything I’d just experienced outside—the shadows, the magic, the guards, the illusion of the hidden manor. I felt like I’d stepped into a dream. One I wasn’t sure I wanted to stay in.One of
Mira’s POVFive days.It had been five long, winding days since I left Blackwood.Five days of rocky paths, forested silence, and a growing pulse in my chest that guided me onward like a string tugging softly at my soul.I hadn’t seen a single bandit, nor had I been hunted by any wild beasts—not that I didn’t expect them. In fact, the absence of danger had begun to make me uneasy. The quiet was too perfect. Too expectant.But I couldn’t afford to question it.I was being led—by something ancient, powerful, and now more familiar to me than even the bond with my mates. It wasn’t a voice or a vision. It was energy. A subtle pull I felt deep beneath my skin. The closer I got to it, the stronger it became.And tonight… it burned.I arrived at dusk.The sky bled orange and violet behind jagged hills, and the trees gave way to a narrow path that spilled into a clearing. At the center of it, a small shadowy settlement flickered beneath the pale moonlight. Not a village exactly—there were no s
Kai’s POVMy fingers tightened around the scrolls.The parchment crinkled slightly under my grip as I stared at the harsh words inked across them. Words no daughter should ever receive from a father. And yet… there they were. Cold commands. Threats. A mission. A demand to act.A betrayal.I turned to Serena, who stood watching me like a cat that had just dropped a dead bird at my feet—proud and expectant.“Where did you get these?” I asked again, slower this time.She shrugged, far too casual. “Does it matter?”“It does to me.”She tilted her head. “Fine. I stole them.”My eyes narrowed.“I took them from her chamber,” she said smoothly. “After she left. They were there, just waiting. Maybe she forgot them, or maybe someone else brought them there for her. Who knows?”“You realize that’s a punishable offense.”“I’m sure you’ll think of something clever,” she replied, not the least bit afraid. “But maybe we should focus less on the theft and more on the content, Kai.”I hated the way s
Kai’s POVThe meeting hall was louder than it had been in moons.Dozens of voices rose and fell—agitated, stubborn, full of doubt. Councilmen sat at the long obsidian table, slamming palms, shaking heads, and offering half-thought-out retorts to my proposal. I stood at the head of the table, arms crossed behind my back, jaw locked.“You want us to walk into the den of vipers and ask for peace?” Councilman Helmar barked. “They’ve already sent spies. They’ve already broken border codes. Why should we show them courtesy?”“Because war isn’t a game of pride,” I snapped.Councilman Geras scoffed. “So instead, we serve ourselves on a silver platter?”Murmurs of agreement rippled through the room.It was exhausting.I had tried logic. Tried diplomacy. Tried leading them through the benefits of a peaceful overture. But they refused to see beyond their fury—beyond their thirst for vengeance. I couldn’t blame them. The council had seen too much blood in the past few moons.But still, they weren
Mira’s POVThe further my carriage pulled away from Blackwood, the quieter the world became.It was unsettling.No royal guards. No castle bells ringing in the distance. No comforting weight of my mates’ presence beside me.Just me… and the road.We crossed the final border of Blackwood territory by noon, and I instructed the driver—an older man with no interest in conversation—to stop near a lake nestled between two low hills.The air here was fresher, tinged with the scent of pine and wildflowers. The lake’s surface was smooth as glass, reflecting the pale blue sky like a painting. I stepped down from the carriage slowly, careful not to twist my ankle on the uneven grass.I clutched the parchment tightly in one hand.This was where I would try again.This was where I would call to them—the witches.I knelt by the water’s edge, pulling out the small pouch of incense the High Priestess had given me back at the shrine. My fingers trembled as I lit the tip, the flame licking upward befo
Kai’s POVThe moment Serena stepped inside, the air shifted.It was like a cold, unwanted draft had seeped into the war room. Her expression was polished and unreadable, but I knew better than to mistake that calm for innocence.I didn’t bother hiding the edge in my voice.“You’re not welcome here.”Serena stopped halfway to the table and tilted her head, that infuriating smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “That’s not very diplomatic of you, Kai.”“Leave.”But she didn’t.“I came to ask a simple question,” she said. “Will the orphanage home still be renovated? Or has Mira’s plan died with her departure?”That caught me off guard for a second.Of all the things I expected her to bring up—schemes, leverage, veiled insults—that wasn’t one of them.I narrowed my eyes. “Why do you care?”“I’m the one who built it,” she said, her tone gentle now. Almost sincere. “It was my vision before Mira ever stepped foot in Blackwood. I care about those children… the ones still alive, at least.”