LOGINThe ball was at full swing, everyone dancing and drinking, overjoyed by the crowning of a new alpha. I stood to the corner, just watching. My mother was somewhere in the crowd, flaunting her favourite daughter to everyone.
My eyes swept the crowd, searching for something to entertain me when I spotted her. Kira Martin. One of Cassian’s friends. She’d helped him make my life a living hell. I watched her, hatred and anger brewing in my chest as she laughed, throwing her head back. Happy little Kira. No one knew what a little bitch she was. I scoffed and looked away, my gaze landing on the Alpha, Alpha Black. As he took long, powerful strides towards the pulpit, his black suit tailored to perfection, hugging his frame elegantly, his black hair slicked back. He looked every bit of a powerful alpha. “Can I have everyone’s attention?” He called out, clinking his glass with his ring. The chatter died down, everyone turning to face him. It was time. I straightened, glancing around in search of him, Cassian. I was curious to see what he’d look like after four years. “We are gathered here today to witness the swearing in of a new alpha and,” he made a dramatic pause, “I’ll be stepping down as CEO of Silverhowl Legacy Group and officially passing on the title to my only son, the rightful heir, Cassian.” Everyone clapped, seemingly excited. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. “Also,” he continued, to the surprise of everyone. The crowd exchanged confused looks, caught off guard. What was he going to announce? What other motive could they possibly have? A chill went down my spine, alert. I could feel it, whatever he was about to say wouldn’t be good. I glanced around, in search of my sister, but she was nowhere to be found, probably hidden somewhere in the crowd. I glanced at Kira, checking her reaction, to see if she knew about the next announcement. “We would be announcing a new Luna.” The hall went silent for a moment. Then whispers. The crowd exchanged glances, whispering loudly. Kira looked shocked, texting aggressively on her phone. I guess she wasn’t as close to the Alpha family as she used to be. A Luna ? When did he meet his mate? Or… were they going to pick a mate for him ? I swallowed at the thought of that. It was against the moon goddess’s will to pick a mate. It wasn’t uncommon in the werewolf world, but it was banned in our pack due to the events that transpired the last time. The pack had witnessed great calamity, and it had taken a huge sacrifice to resolve it. A sacrifice that left me fatherless. I clenched my fist, angered by the thought. “Please welcome,” he spoke, drawing my attention. My breath caught the moment I spotted him, walking towards his father in long, purposeful strides. His suit was an onyx black, hugging his frame elegantly. His black, curly hair sat atop his head, cropped at the sides and long at the top. My hands itched to touch it. “My son,” he got to his father, smiling warmly at him. That smile that used to make me angry and excited at the same time. “The new Alpha and CEO,” he turned to face the crowd, standing tall at 6’2, smiling coldly into the crowd. A stark contrast from what he gave his dad. He was always so cold to everyone except his family and close friends. But he had been exceptionally cruel to me. His gaze swept the crowd, searching. My breathing increased. His eyes moved steadily, sweeping every face. He had a mission. I glanced at Kira and found her already watching me, hatred blazing in her blue eyes. “Alpha Cassian” Our eyes locked. His sharp hazel eyes pulled me in, making me unable to move. His eyes were narrow, his jaws chiseled like they were crafted by the moon goddess herself. He had a faint hint of beard framing his pink lips. He looked different, manly. He was no longer the boy from school that bullied me. He was now the Alpha and CEO of a multibillion company. He wore that same blank expression that haunted my dreams. His eyes narrowed even more at me than his lips curved upwards, a slow, sinister smile gracing his face. I took a step back, completely caught off guard by the way my heart started to race and the one word my wolf howled in my head repeatedly. It was faint at first till the volume increased and it became deafening, drowning out every sound in the room. MATE Oh goddess, no.Nicole's POVThe ride back to Mason's Pack was tense. I sat beside him, my heart rate anything but steady, my wolf anything but calm. His scent wrapped around me, doing nothing to ease the tension in my spine. Every second ticked by slowly. I shut my eyes, trying to steady my breathing. But the memory of him storming into that clearing like a beast kept replaying in my head. The way his eyes had settled on me and recognition had clicked in place. The feeling of that thread in my chest—tightening with his proximity. Mate. The worded sounded foreign. But the man beside me felt familiar, right. Mason didn’t spare me a glance. Not when he parked the car in front of an unfamiliar building. Not when he grabbed my arm roughly, pulling me in. Not when he slammed the door harshly behind us, as though the door had personally offended him. The living room was dark, the air filled with tension so thick I could almost feel it on my finger tips. “Mason.” I breathed. His back was tu
Nicole's POV"Alpha Mason," Serena greeted, her eyes darkening. "Welcome to the party.""Order your subordinates to back off," Mason growled, his eyes flashing between yellow and brown.Serena tilted her head, studying him with that calculating look. "And if I refuse?" She tested. Mason didn't blink. "Then I assume you want this handled formally."A ripple went through the warriors at the word.Formally.They all knew what it meant. Kaden stepped forward, his shoulders squared. "We will request an emergency Alpha Summit."Serena's smile thinned.Katherine's voice cut in, sharp as steel, her chin raised. "All seven Alphas will be present."Magnus added coldly, "And we will present evidence that you were in possession of a relic prohibited under Pack Law."A murmur spread through her ranks.Serena's expression hardened. "Careful," she growled. Mason took one step forward.Just one. But the ground seemed to shift with it."You used that relic," he said, his voice dangerously even, "o
Nicole's POVWe fought.Or at least, we tried to.But there were too many of them.Serena's goons closed in from every angle, disciplined, coordinated. We landed a few solid hits—enough to draw blood, enough to make it hurt—but it didn't matter. Numbers won.A fist caught my ribs.Someone drove a shoulder into my back.The air left my lungs in a sharp grunt as they forced us down the corridor.They didn't drag us.They herded us.Past Serena's office, past the guards who watched without blinking, past the polished floors that reflected our humiliation back at us.The doors burst open and we were shoved outside.The night air hit my face—cold, sharp, almost mocking after the suffocating heat inside.I staggered but didn't fall.I wouldn't give them that.Kathrine and Kaden were already there, completely surrounded with scowls on their faces. “I knew this was a stupid plan.” I muttered under my breath. Magnus shot me a look. “I didn’t see you coming up with anything better.” Kathrine
Talia's POVI froze, bracing myself for the impact. His heavy body hit me, slamming me to the ground. But not with claws. With weight. Pinning me to the ground. My heart hammered in my chest, my wolf fighting, clawing to take over. He snarled, his face mere inches from mine. That familiar spark—that had gone cold—sparked, thrumming softly underneath my skin. It wasn't strong, wasn't electric. But it was there. A hint. A reminder. His head moved closer, teeth grazing the air near my throat—I expected him to bite, to attack. Instead, he inhales. He goes up my neck, my face, my hair, sniffing. I lay there unmoving, offering him my throat. Then, he moved back. I instantly felt a cold shiver at the loss of his warmth. The fur receded. Bones snapped and realigned.And then he was there.Bare. Breathing hard. Steam rising from his skin in the cold night.His eyes were still wolf."Cass," I whispered, holding his gaze. He advanced, his strides long, purposeful. He stopped
Talia's POVI staggered. This was too much for me. I settled back on the seat, taking slow grounding breaths."One week," I whispered. "One week to get Cassian to remember me. One week to come back here. And we still don't know enough about the relic." "It's going to be okay." Mrs Alanna reassured, crouching in front of me. "We're not going to let them win."I swallowed, nodding despite the doubt creeping up. Despite the fear clawing at my insides. "Don't feel pressured. You've got this." I nodded. Everything depended on me. Everyone's lives as it was depended on me. Cassian, Mrs Alanna, Damien, Nicole—"What... what about Alpha Black? What about my mum?" I gasped. The two exchanged uneasy looks. "Tell me." "They're in confinement." Mrs Alanna answered, her eyes downcast. "They were charged with treason." I nodded. "Failure is not an option." I breathed. "Too much is at stake."Somewhere in the distance, a wolf howled, loud and powerful. A shiver crept up my spine, my hear
Talia's POVDamien handed me a file. I opened it, trying to stop the tremor in my hand. My eyes scanned the words, a small frown on my face. "What is this?"Damien's eyes were already on me. Studying. "It's a report. It's called the goddess's silence cycle."I swallowed, nodding. "I know." I'd read about it, when Mrs Alanna was obsessed with shaping me into Luna material. The goddess's Luna cycle was an event that took place once every generation. It's a moment where the goddess withdraws her voice. He collected the file, turning a page. "The council was assigned by the goddess to keep the Alpha in check—to ensure no single wolf could ever wield power unchecked.""We don't have much time," Mrs. Alanna pointed out from where she stood by the window. "Get to it."Damien didn't look up immediately. He turned another page instead, his movement slow and deliberate, as if the paper itself carried weight."They were never meant to rule," he said. "Only to balance. Five voices agains







