Elena’s povI paced my room, the woven rug under my foot dealt like hot coals. It was a restlessness unlike any I'd experienced before, a frantic energy that gnawed at my insides. I pressed my palms against the wall, trying to keep myself still, but the feeling only intensified.Then, it hit.A bunch of images, a hundred sounds and voices, a storm of emotions. I couldn't make sense of it, couldn't grasp the specific details, but the weight of it crushed me. Something was terribly wrong. Terribly, terribly wrong.I stumbled out of my room, driven by a force I couldn't control, and practically slammed into Oliver's door. I heard the muffled echo of his voice, deeper and more authoritative than I usually heard. I pushed the door open without knocking.Oliver was standing with three guards, his back to me. The air crackled with an unspoken tension. He turned as the door crashed open, his expression softening from stern command to guarded concern as he saw me."Elena? What is it?"My brea
Lucas’s pov The trees blurred past as Daniel and I finally cleared the Blue Moon pack's territory. A collective sigh of relief escaped our lips. We’d managed the impossible, slipped through their heavily guarded borders and gotten the information we needed without alerting a single soul. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic drumbeat accompanying the adrenaline still coursing through my veins.The conversation I had with Helen still clouded my mind but I tried to shake it off. Nate.. my father.."Think we're in the clear?" Daniel asked, wiping sweat from his brow. His voice was a hushed whisper, as if afraid the forest itself held ears."Almost," I replied, "Just need to put some distance between us and their patrol routes."We were just about to pick up our pace, ready to finally head back to the Full Moon pack, when the ground seemed to vibrate beneath our feet. Dark figures materialized from the shadows, encircling us with unsettling speed."Blue Moon wolves?" Daniel mutter
Elena’s povAfter getting the last vision. I had finally mustered the courage to make the trek to the Old woman’s cabin. I couldn’t keep waiting for the coast to be clear or for Oliver to keep me safe. I needed answers.It was a small, unassuming structure nestled deep within the woods bordering the Full Moon pack lands, but it was the only place I felt even a sliver of hope. She was the only one that knew I had something going on. I knew she held secrets, secrets I desperately needed to unlock.As I approached, I saw her, her silhouette framed against the fading light. Even in her advanced years, she moved with a surprising agility, her back straight as she gathered firewood. Hesitantly, I stepped forward. "Hello? Can I help?"She turned, her eyes, the color of aged wood, crinkling at the corners as she smiled. "Elena. I've been expecting you."The words hung in the air, sending a shiver down my spine that had nothing to do with the cold. I had only met her once when I was new to t
Elena’s povI stepped out of the old woman’s cabin, the damp forest air clinging to my skin. Oliver, his brow furrowed with concern, was immediately at my side."Elena, are you alright? You were in there a long time."I managed a weak smile. "I didn't get clear answers, not exactly... but at least I'm no longer completely in the dark about... everything." I looked past Oliver, my gaze settling on Lucas, who was thankfully alive. "Lucas, are you alright?"Lucas snapped his gaze to me, his face etched with relief. He nodded slowly. "I am. Thank you for saving Daniel and me. If you hadn't… your vision, making Alpha Oliver send guards…" His voice trailed off.I smiled warmly at him. "I'm just glad you both are safe."“Did you find him?” I asked Lucas.The three of us knew what I was asking and he shook his head. “But I met the boy. Nate.. he’s my brother.” Lucas said with a small chuckle. “He looks exactly like me. His mother wants me to bring him here. Apparently the Blue Moon pack is g
Oliver’s pov"And that's why we have to believe Beauty," Daniel finished, his voice low and serious. "She wouldn't make up a story like that. Her sister, Sam, really is held captive by the Blue Moon pack."I nodded, the weight of his words sinking in. "Then we have to do something. We can't just leave her to the wolves, literally." I ran a hand through my already messy hair. The Blue Moon pack was known for their ruthlessness. If Sam was in their clutches, her life was undoubtedly in danger.Suddenly, the door to my room burst open, and Elena rushed inside, her eyes wide with urgency. She slammed the door shut and fumbled with the lock, securing it with a click."It's just us, right? Oliver, Lucas, and Daniel?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.We all confirmed, our eyes darting around, sensing the urgency in her actions. Elena reached into her satchel and pulled out a worn leather-bound book. It looked ancient, its pages wrinkled and brittle."I think... I think I might h
Third person povThe air in the Full Moon pack house thrummed with a nervous energy. Lucas paced, his jaw tight. Daniel checked and rechecked the positions on the crudely drawn map of the Blue Moon pack territory. Their plan was bold, bordering on suicidal. They were going to infiltrate the Blue Moon pack, rescue Sam, Beauty’s sister, and Nate, Lucas’s estranged brother, and then…escape. It was a reckless repeat of their previous escapade, only this time, the stakes were higher. The Blue Moon pack might be prepared."Alright," Lucas finally said, stopping his pacing. "We both know the plan. Get in, grab Sam and Nate, get out. Full Moon guards will be waiting outside the Blue Moon territory line. If things go south, they'll provide cover."Daniel nodded. "We need to be quick and quiet. No heroics. We get them out, then we fight if we have to."Oliver nodded, his expression grim. "The element of surprise will be our only advantage. Let’s not waste it."As Lucas and Daniel went off to l
Lucas’s povDaniel and I finally got through the right security of the Blue Moon pack. We were safe, at least for now. We quickly agreed to split up. Every second counted. "Stay safe Lucas," Daniel said, his eyes full of worry. "For our pack." I nodded and took off, my wolf instincts pulling me towards the little cottage where Nate and Helen lived.My heart hammered in my chest with each stride. I had to get Nate out of here, away from the shadow of the Blue Moon pack and their brutal way of life. I burst through the woods, reaching the familiar clearing where their cottage stood. I was about to push open the door when I froze.Through the window, I saw him. The same muscle-clad brute I'd seen lurking around here last time. He was inside, talking to Helen. I ducked behind a thick oak tree, its rough bark digging into my back. I needed to hear what they were saying.The man's voice was low and harsh. "...report to the officials that Lucas snuck into the pack previously."My blood ran
Daniel’s povThe Blue Moon market buzzed with the same noise and smells as before. But today, it felt different. It felt heavy. I was here for Sam, Beauty’s sister. The last time I was here, I’d promised myself I'd get her out. She was trapped, a pawn in some twisted game of the Blue Moon pack.Beauty’s face which was etched with worry flashed through my mind again and I knew that I needed to get her sister to safety. Even though she had betrayed us, she still did all of this for her sister.I scanned the stalls, the faces, the crowds. Nothing. No sign of her. My heart sank. Maybe she was gone. Maybe I was too late.I was about to turn and leave, when I saw it: a back door to a small restaurant creaking open. And then, there she was. Sam, looking tired and worn, carrying a bucket of dirty dishwater. As she poured it out, I rushed towards her."Sam! We have to go. Now," I said, grabbing her arm gently.Her eyes widened with surprise. "Daniel? What are you doing here? What if someone is
Elena’s povThe air in the hidden chamber was thick with the scent of old parchment and magic. Willow, ethereal and serene in her human form, smiled at me, her eyes holding ancient wisdom. She extended a hand, and without thinking twice, I took it. The world dissolved around me, colors swirling into a dizzying mixture before getting together into a new reality.I stood in a circular room, its walls lined with shelves overflowing with leather-bound books. In the center, a large, old book lay open on a pedestal, bathed in a soft, ethereal glow. An irresistible pull drew me to it, and I began to read. The language was unfamiliar, yet I understood every word. It was a prophecy, my prophecy.But not the one I knew. This wasn't about a werewolf pack, or a war with elves. This was about me.The words on the page began to shimmer, transforming into vibrant images. I saw myself, Elena, not as a werewolf, but as a powerful magician, living in a sun-drenched cottage nestled deep within a vibran
Elena’s povThe rumble of the carriage wheels was a dull counterpoint to the turmoil inside me. Chloe and Jax were gone. Chloe, sentenced to exile, and Jax… well, his fate was harder to swallow because he could experience instant death the second he stepped his foot into Blood Hounds pack. They’d both put the pack at risk, and while I knew Oliver had done the right thing – the only thing he could do as Alpha – it still felt like a piece of my own heart had been ripped away with each pronouncement.These were people who put my life at risk but for a minute I felt bad for them. It was simply jealousy and anger and on Jax’s part, mindless love.Oliver let out a long, shaky breath beside me. I glanced at him. His face was etched with exhaustion and a deep, abiding sadness. Sentencing his own sister couldn't have been easy.I reached out, gently covering his hand with mine. "It's not your fault, Oliver," I said softly. "Chloe had a choice. She chose to betray us."He squeezed my hand, his
Third person povElena adjusted the worn leather straps of her backpack. She didn’t really need a bag but she just wanted to hold on to something. Today was the day she would finally go to Willow's temple and get the answers to the question she had. Part of her decided not to impose too much and just go with gratitude in her heart first.She smoothed down the simple linen dress she wore, tucking stray strands of her dark hair behind her ears. She made sure the sandals she was wearing were her comfortable pair.A gentle knock sounded on her door. "Elena? Oliver needs to see you in his office." It was Lucas, his voice warm and reassuring as always.Elena sighed. "Aren’t we leaving soon? I’m ready.""It won't take long. He asked specifically for you." Lucas's tone hinted at a plea, and Elena knew arguing was futile.With another deep breath, she quickly braided her dark hair, securing it at the top with a small ribbon. "Alright, let's go."As they walked towards Oliver's office, Lucas wa
Elena’s povMy heart felt lighter than it had in months as I watched Beauty and Daniel approach. Their hands were intertwined, an obvious proof of a connection that’s been made before our very eyes. We were all gathered outside the pack house: Lucas, Oliver, and myself, watching Nate and Sam chase huge balloons across the grassy clearing.My stomach bubbled in excitement as I watched the two of them steak glanced at each other and smile shyly. That had it coming for a while. It was obvious to everyone but the two of them that they were going to get together, they were just too blind to see it."Look who it is!" I exclaimed, clapping my hands together. "Beauty and Daniel! Finally!"Oliver chuckled, nudging Daniel with his elbow as they drew closer. "Looks like someone finally found their match." Daniel coughed, a blush creeping up his neck as he glanced away nervously.I waved them over, wanting to share in their happiness. "Come sit with us! Tell us all about the play." I emphasized o
Elena’s povOliver's hand felt warm and solid in mine as we walked back to our room. The evening air was cool, a welcome change from the stuffy dungeon. He squeezed my hand gently. “So, the Willow’s temple? Why do you think the Magician wanted you specifically to go?”His question pulled me from my thoughts, but not entirely. For a while, I have been thinking about Lucas and my strange connection with him.I shrugged, trying to sound casual. "I have no idea. She was not clear, wasn't he? Maybe it's something about my magic – or lack of it. I’ll just have to go and find out myself." I hated admitting that, but it was the truth. I was a werewolf, Oliver's mate, but I felt like I needed to know more in this world of magic.Oliver frowned. "We’ll figure it all out Elena." He stopped walking and turned to face me, his eyes showing the rawest form of sincerity. "Whatever this is, we'll face it together, okay?"I nodded, forcing a smile. "Okay. But I want to go as soon as possible. This whol
Elena’s povThe afternoon sun cast long shadows across the hallway as I watched Daniel and Beauty stroll towards the village. Their fingers were intertwined, and Beauty's laughter floated back to me on the gentle breeze. They looked so carefree, so… happy. A smile tugged at my lips. They were good for each other.A familiar warmth settled around me as arms wrapped around my waist from behind. I instinctively leaned back into Oliver’s frame. "Hey," I murmured, closing my eyes."Hey yourself," he said, his voice a low rumble against my ear. "How are you?""I'm… okay," I replied, a small lie. I was a tangled mess of guilt and excitement, fear and hope. "And you?""Fine. Chloe's been... well, let's just say she's really feeling the weight of what she did. It's good, though. Maybe she'll finally learn."I nodded, not wanting to dwell on Chloe’s past actions. Leaning more comfortably into Oliver, I took a deep breath. "I need to tell you something." The words felt heavy, like stones in my
Beauty’s povI scrubbed at a stubborn stain on the kitchen counter, the scent of lavender soap filling the air. I thought about my conversation with Elena and ways to gain her trust again. I was going to make it work.Through the small window above the sink, I saw a bunch of girls approaching Daniel. They were giggling, their cheeks flushed pink as they offered him little presents – a woven bracelet, a small bouquet of wildflowers, wrapped things. Each gift seemed to come with a shy, lingering look.A sharp pang of something unpleasant twisted in my chest. Jealousy. I recognized it, even though I hated the feeling. It was ugly and unwanted, but it was there, a cold knot forming in my stomach as I watched Daniel’s innocent smile charm each of the girls.I slammed the sponge down on the counter, spraying droplets of soapy water. I shouldn’t feel this way. Daniel was kind to everyone. He was helpful and generous, and of course, girls were drawn to him. But…did they have to be so obvious
Lucas's POVThe safe house guards stood to attention as I approached, their salutes sharp and respectful. It still felt strange, being treated with such deference. Just a few years ago, I was just another warrior, fighting for survival. Now, I was…well, something more. Something responsible for keeping the peace.But all that faded away when I stepped inside. There he was, my little brother, Nate. He was sitting by the window, drawing something with a crayon that looked suspiciously like a blue wolf. He hadn't seen me yet, completely absorbed in his artwork."Nate?" I said softly.His head shot up, and his eyes went wide. A grin spread across his face, so bright it could chase away any shadow. "Lucas!"He launched himself at me, a tiny whirlwind of limbs and excitement. I caught him easily, swinging him up into my arms. He wrapped his own arms around my neck, squeezing tight."You're here!" he squealed, burying his face in my shoulder. "You came to see me!"A wave of guilt washed over
Oliver’s povI stood outside Chloe's door, my heart pounding like a drum in my chest. The pack house was quiet now, but the air still felt slightly heavy but everyone was recuperating. War had once come to our pack because of her. My own sister. I took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm inside me. How do you face someone who betrayed you? Especially when that someone is family.It all started a few months ago. We had been strong, united, until Chloe decided to align with the Blue Moon pack. She let their spies slip into our territory, feeding them information about our defenses. It sparked a war that tore through our lands, leaving bodies and broken trust in its wake. Wolves from both packs fought fiercely, claws ripping through flesh, teeth bared. I led our warriors, my wolf form fierce and unyielding, but the pain of her betrayal cut deeper than any wound.Then, things got worse. Reed, the evil magician, appeared out of nowhere. He was a dark force, a human who had learned to