ログインNicole’s POVShe wore white.She had the audacity to wear white like this was a damn wedding.“I see you were expecting me,” I spat. “Nicole!” Jarek called, stepping closer. “You look well.”“Fuck you!”“Oh?” Jarek’s eyes glistened, trailing behind me to one of the guards still holding a weapon to us. He nodded.And I felt a hard kick to the back of my knee, making me stagger.Pain shot up my leg, but I gritted my teeth, forcing myself to standing still.“Violence?” I chuckled darkly. “Really?”Jarek tilted his head, a smirk dancing on his lips.“The runaway Beta,” he started. “How does it feel to be back on your home land?I leaned forward slightly. “Repulsed,” I said lowly, “because you’re not dead yet.Jarek’s eyes hardened.He signaled to the guard behind me again and when he approached this time—I fought back.I grabbed his arm, twisting it sharply behind him. Another one approached from my side, aiming his knife at my neck.I caught his wrist, twisting it till it snapped. I
Nicole's POVThey surrounded me. I cursed under my breath, slowly raising my hands up in the air.They'd known, they'd expected me.Shit.I’d been too caught up in my excitement to see Alpha Black to notice the shift—the silence, the absence of guards, the way everything had been too easy."Beta Nicole," one of them called. "Long time no see."I recognized him.He'd been one of the warriors directly under me, one of my most trusted soldiers.Now he pointed his weapon at me.I chuckled softly—humorless."You used to obey my orders." I said softly.His jaw tightened, his weapon lifting higher."Now things have changed."I nodded. They have indeed.One of them stepped forward, unlocking the cell. The door creaked open.Alpha Black stepped out.There were heavy bags under his eyes, his clothes torn and stained, his body thinner than I remembered.He looked tired.But despite that, he still had that defiance in his eyes. He cracked a small smile."For what it's worth… it's good to see
Nicole’s POVMy heart pounded in anticipation.And something else, something too close to fear. Something felt off.Wrong.There was an eerie stillness to Talia, one I’d never seen before. One that looked nothing like the stubborn woman I knew.My wolf felt uneasy.‘We have to be quick’ I mindlinked Mason. Something feels off.’‘Let’s do this then’ he responded immediately.I pressed harder on the gas. Mason had taken the woods along with several of his warriors.The plan was to take out any patrol and cause a distraction so the warriors would be far away when the council inevitably called for back up. While I head to the pack house in the midst of the chaos to release Aloha Black and any ally currently locked up.Should be easy right? I rolled the windows down, letting the night air touch my skin.The air smelt familiar, nostalgic.The was the place I’d been born, the place I’d grown up. My home.And I’d been driven away from it.My fingers tightened around the steering wheel.
Talia’s POVI knew before I got there, smelt it from a mile away, felt it. But I kept moving.There were no guards to interrupt—exactly how we had planned it.The pack house was empty just as Damien had promised.No single person was in the area. Except one.Kira.I felt her before I caught sight of her. The air felt heavy, wrong. Like it had been poisoned with a darkness. She stood at the center of the training field, her hair catching in the wind, her posture unnaturally still. Her skin was pale, dark veins weaving up her neck like vines. Her dark eyes found mine immediately, and filled with that familiar dark contempt. We stood a distance away from each other, just staring. Both carrying so much anger. The air was tense, quiet.“You made it,” she rasped, her voice low, sickly.“Yeah.”She smiled—a slow, twisted curve of her lips. “I’ve been waiting for this day,” she breathed, “waiting… waiting for the day you finally step your foot on this territory. I watched everything
Talia's POVThe day had finally come.I didn't feel fear, or panic, or anticipation.I felt calm.Too calm.My wolf was silent in an eerie way.I glanced up at the moon, sending a final prayer to the goddess."Luna?" A voice called.I didn't move. I already sensed him coming."The coronation is happening at the back of the pack house," Damien informed, his voice heavy with anticipation."The pack members have evacuated the building," he added. "The council wanted it private."Private.I nodded slowly."Is everything set?" I questioned, my voice sounding unrecognizable—even to my own ears.Damien nodded."Yes," he responded. He paused, eyes flickering to the woods behind me, where the trees whispered in the night. "I got Dimitri to spread the word." He explained carefully."Lena and Mira testified to your existence."Huh.Lena, who had forsaken me during the trial.And Mira."Earlier today," he continued, his voice sharpening with something, something that sounded too much like hope, "
Cassian's POVCoronation day.It was finally time for Melissa to be marked as Luna.The council members were in good spirits, Melissa was over the moon, Kira was eerie as ever.But me.I felt rage."Are you ready?" Jarek asked, his eyes on me. After that day at my office, the council members watched me like a hawk.Dimitri had been locked up—accused of treason and the other two Omegas had completely disappeared. "Almost," I muttered, forcing lightness to my voice. I picked up my tie, then paused. Noise drifted to my ears. A loud chant. "What?" I whispered, my brows furrowing.Jarek's eyes sharpened on me, then slowly slipped to the window. The chants were getting louder with each passing second.I moved."I don't think you should—" Jarek warned but I was already at the window.My breath caught in my throat.Hundreds of pack members stood outside, their faces dark with anger, their eyes wide with determination and defiance—chanting one word.One name.Talia.Warmth settled in my
Talia's POVThe man standing across from me was... intimidating, to say the least. He was tall, broad, muscular in the way a wall is muscular. A thick beard framed his jaw, and tattoos coiled down his arms like inked serpents. He was completely bald, which somehow made him look even more dangerous.
I miss Tasha. I was still mad at her, but I missed her so much. I sighed, thinking about her. I pressed my ear against the door, trying to listen for any sound, any indication that he was still here. Silence greeted me. I was alone in the suite. I felt reassured enough to open the door and step ou
By the time I finished explaining the situation to Damien, his fists were clenched so tightly the veins in his forearms bulged. His eyes—usually calm, calculating—held a storm I'd rarely seen break loose in him."They really plan to take out the Luna," he muttered, almost to himself. The disbelief
Nicole’s POV Ice poured through my veins. Cassian wasn't just a risk—they saw him as the first obstacle. Steel chairs scraped. Footsteps moved closer inside the room. Instinct shoved me backward, my muscles acting before my thought did. I flattened myself behind one of the towering delivery racks







