Eliza’s POV I followed Gerald down the winding corridors of the packhouse. Despite the grandeur of our surroundings, with intricately carved wooden beams and stained glass windows dappling the floors with kaleidoscopic patterns, I couldn't shake my nervousness. Meeting the Alpha was a pivotal moment that could determine my fate.“Please, don't be worried. He's a highly respected alpha.” Gerald whispered kindly to me, and I responded with a smile. We entered a great hall, the ceiling soaring high above us. At the far end, seated on an ornately carved wooden throne, was the Alpha. He was an imposing figure, broad-shouldered with a thick silver mane and piercing amber eyes. His expression was unreadable as Jasmine and I approached. "Alpha Theron, may I present Eliza and her Wolf companion Jasmine," Gerald announced with a respectful bow. "They have sought sanctuary with our pack."Alpha Theron regarded us for a long moment before rising to his feet. "Ah, the White Wolf girl. Welcome t
Eliza’s POV: The question from Alpha Theron pierced through me, bringing me back to the reality of my past, a reality I had hoped to keep concealed, at least for a little longer. The weight of his gaze was heavy, filled with an understanding that seemed to stretch beyond the words he spoke. I hesitated, my heart pounding against my chest, the memory of my previous pack flooding back. The look on Daniella’s face when Rylan announced I was his mate—the White Wolf. I felt a shiver down my spine as I imagined their disgust if or when they discovered that it was me, Omega Eliza, as their mate, the white wolf. Jasmine's presence in my mind was a comforting caress, her spirit intertwining with mine, lending me the strength I needed to face the Alpha's question. "*It's okay, Eliza. He deserves to know our journey, our truth,” she reassured me. Drawing in a deep breath, I made a decision. If I were to belong here truly, honesty was imperative, even if it meant uncovering the wounds of
Rylan’s POV The forest was alive with the sounds of my packmates moving swiftly through the dense foliage. The pounding of their paws against the earth reverberated in my chest as we followed the scent trail towards the southern border.At the head of our pack was my father, Alpha Morgan. His golden frame exuded an aura of authority that commanded respect. Even from behind, I could see the focused narrowing of his amber eyes.My claim of a mate bond with the white wolf had sent shockwaves through our traditions. Daniella, the daughter of our Beta, had been groomed to become the Luna, the alpha female. But if my bond were true, it would upend our known structure.I could feel the weight of anticipation radiating from my packmates as we neared the border. The scent of the white wolf grew stronger with every stride, causing my heart to race. This could be the moment of reckoning.A piercing howl cut through the air, signalling the scouts had reached the border first.But when we finally
Rylan’s POV I lay there, trembling and whining in anguish as the magical compulsion settled into my very bones. It was like an insidious poison leeching the life from me, stripping away that vital piece of my soul that yearned for the white wolf. My packmates watched in somber silence, their expressions a mixture of pity and relief. For them, the Alpha's decree brought a resolution, no matter how painful. The threat of war with our rivals had been averted. Peace would reign, even if it came at a devastating personal cost. My father's face was a mask of grim resolve as he turned away, signalling for the others to follow. One by one, they began melting back into the forest, leaving me alone in the clearing with my shattered dreams. I'm not sure how long I remained there, curled in on myself as the trauma of what had transpired washed over me in waves. What felt like hours could have been mere minutes lost in a haze of grief. Finally, a familiar scent roused me from my stupo
Rio's POV"Daniella, where is the stupid omega she's been hiding away for far too long?" I demanded, anger lacing my voice. Daniella's eyes widened in surprise at my harsh tone."I wish I knew," she admitted, shaking her head. "She has responsibilities to the pack, yet she dares to hide away after all we have done for her?" I scoffed in disgust. We had been kind enough to allow an unmated omega to stay in our prestigious pack. When Daniella and I took over as Alpha leaders, I wasn't sure that generosity would continue."How does she repay the kindness and protection of this pack?" Daniella asked rhetorically, her expression twisting in disgust. "By disrespecting our authority like this?"I clenched my fists, feeling my wolf growling just beneath the surface. The audacity of this omega, thinking she could forget her duties without consequence. Didn't she realise how lucky she was to be part of our powerful bloodline?"When I find her, she will be disciplined," I stated firmly, meeting
Eliza’s POV As Alpha Theron and I approached the grand packhouse, I couldn't help but feel a flutter of nervous anticipation. This was to be my new home, my sanctuary away from the cruelties of my old pack. Despite the Alpha's reassuring words, I still harboured a small kernel of doubt - what if the others didn't accept me as readily as he had? Jasmine's calming presence washed over me. 'Have faith, Eliza. We are among true pack now.' I clung to her wisdom, drawing strength from the bond we shared. If Alpha Theron believed in me, I could start believing in myself, too. The packhouse loomed ahead, an impressive structure of stone and timbers that blended seamlessly with the forest surroundings. The closer we drew, the more I picked up the varied scents and energies of the wolves within - a melting pot of personalities united under one lunar force. Alpha Theron must have sensed my trepidation. He offered me a kind smile as we approached the entrance. "Do not be afraid, Eliz
Eliza’s POV The disdainful looks and snide comments from Caia only seemed to intensify. The beautiful redhead did not attempt to veil her dislike for me, glaring venomously whenever I entered the same space. She reminded me of Daniella and Tricia, and they would certainly get along well. At first, I tried to ignore her childish antagonism, focusing instead on bonding with Maya, Nisha, Zara and the other pack members who had welcomed me warmly. But Caia's burning resentment was like a stubborn spark that steadily ignited a raging fire of bitterness between us.“I am so grateful to Alpha Theron for letting me be here, but Caia seems to hate me,” I said, glancing over at her as she threw me a dagger look. “Oh, her. Don't take it personally," Maya had said with a dismissive roll of her eyes. "Caia has always possessed an inflated sense of entitlement. She sees you as a threat to her delusions of being the most exalted female in our ranks.""The audacity of this...White Wolf thinking sh
Eliza’s POV Theron's words hung heavy in the tense silence. I felt shame burn through me at disappointing the noble alpha who had shown me such kindness. Caia, too, seemed cowed by his reprimand. Before either of us could respond, a commotion at the edge of the clearing caught everyone's attention. Zara came bounding in, her eyes wide with urgency. "Alpha! Rogues have been spotted on our eastern border," she panted. "A large pack, by the looks of it, maybe 20 or more. They've already killed two of our outer perimeter scouts." A rumble of alarm spread through the gathered wolves. Attacks from violent rogues were always a threat, but a pack of that size could devastate us. Theron's eyes narrowed, and I saw his body tense, readying for action. "Muster our best fighters immediately. We'll cut them off at the ridge line and make our stand there." He turned his intense gaze on me and Caia. "This ridiculous feud ends now. Prove you both have honour by fighting alongside your packmates