Our unbearably long silence was laced with tension and unsaid words.
I had finally had to meet Liam, I was just too angry to keep quiet and let him disgrace me and cast me out like I didn't matter. Liam looked so guilty and for a while I wanted to know if he's going to kneel and beg me for forgiveness and say that everything that had happened were just pranks. I wiped my tears with my sleeves and looked away. I looked away, too angry to stare at him. I wanted an explanation and nothing else. He could take his love and give it to someone else I cared less about it. His voice was soft as he called my name and took little steps towards me. "Serena." He said "Liam, please." I said in a very low voice as if raising my voice would break the thin thread that held me together. I shook my head. "Whatever you want to say, save it. Liam, don't try to explain your love for me. You made a decision. I heard it all. But I want to ask what did I do to deserve this?" He scowled and moved in closer. "It isn't what you think. " He sighed The sound was strange to my own ears and I laughed bitterly. "You think I'm so stupid, right?I heard you tell Sophia that you love her but that's not what I think. How is that even the interpretation? Now I know you take me for a fool." With a hint of desperation in his voice he said . "I had to say that. Serena, you don't get it. To keep you safe I turned you down..". He exhaled and ran his hands through his hair. "There is so much at stake and I'm doing this to protect you." “Protect me?” I asked again, unable to believe everything he was saying. "How is that protection Liam? You rejected me in front of the pack, you humiliated me.Telling me Im ugly and wolfless in front of the whole pack?" I cried, my chest burning with rage ,so much rage that I wanted to reach out and slap him hard across the cheeks. With a sigh he combed through his hair. "I believed it was the only way to protect you. Serena the pack would never consider you their Luna. They would rip you to pieces." " And who's to blame for that?" I yelled taking a step closer. "You are the Alpha ,You should have stood by me. It was up to you to convince them to accept me. Instead you decided to make fun of me and for what reason? To return to Sophia?" He recoiled at what I said but he didn't deny it. I felt as if everything I already knew was confirmed by the silence that followed. His voice was hardly audible above a whisper as he said. " I didn't mean to hurt you. I thought that I was acting in everyone's best interests." My heart ached again as I looked at him. "Liam, did you ever think what's best for me?" I took a step back when he reached for me. "Stop it. Liam you shouldn't have treated me like trash.You don't have the right to destroy me and then act as though you care. " " I do care." he stated firmly. "Serena, you have no idea how much I care. I love you more than life itself." I froze as his words struck me like a blow to the body. "That's not what you mean. "He pressed on taking a step closer. "I do." "Since the first time I laid eyes on you Serena I have loved you. Every decision and action I've taken has been for you." My heart and head were at odds because I was torn between wanting to believe him and knowing I couldn't trust him. "So what made you choose Sophia over me and reject me?" With a sigh his shoulders drooped. "Because I was afraid. " "You're afraid of what the pack will do to you, afraid of disappointing you." Tears were streaming down my face as I shook my head. "Liam, you have already let me down." His voice broke as he said . "Serena. . Please. Allow me to love you. Allow me to demonstrate my deep love for you." He drew closer before I could reply, his lips meeting mine in a passionate, desperate kiss. My body failed me by melting into his touch as my mind screamed for me to push him away. His hands cupped my face and he looked into my eyes and all I could see was genuine kindness , love and pain. His lips moved passionately against mine , claiming my lips in a hot kiss that I couldn't resist. Even though I hated him for what he had done to me, I felt so warm against his body and I wanted him to touch me. His forehead rested against mine as he withdrew. Under his breath he whispered . "Tell me you still love me." The words were stuck in my throat because they were too mixed up with the feelings of betrayal and pain. "Serena."He repeated in a begging tone. "Please." Rather than respond I gave him another kiss, letting all of my hurt rage and desire flow into it. He put his hands on my waist and drew me in as he kissed me more deeply. The door of his room closed behind us and somehow we found ourselves doing unexpected things. His hands scanned every part of me as though trying to commit every detail to memory as he led me to the couch. I allowed myself to lose myself in the moment, forgetting about the pack, Sophia and the humiliation I had endured. When Liam looked at me as if I were the only person in the world that was all that mattered. He kissed me deeply and we made love . The following morning , the harsh sun rays woke me up. I blinked and realized that I was too tired. I momentarily lost my sense of reasoning and I wondered how I had come to this room. But as I sat up and looked around Liam's room , the events of the previous evening suddenly returned to me. My heart fell as realization dawned on me. I had lowered my defenses and allowed him to return after all of his actions. And worst of all, I had allowed him to sleep with me. My hands were trembling. I gathered my clothes on the floor lying beside him and hurriedly got dressed. I couldn't even bring myself to imagine that I had stayed here till he woke up. Not after what had happened. I tiptoed out of the room, hoping he wouldn't wake up suddenly. The early morning light creating long shadows throughout the corridors, the packhouse was eerily silent and I was thankful for that. With the weight of my choice pressing down on my chest, I packed a small bag as soon as I arrived at my room. I had to leave. Knowing that I would always be hated and seen as an outcast to my pack. I didn't want Liam to feel he was doing me a favor by forcing his love down my throat I took one final look around the room reminiscing about every time spent here. But those memories were now tarnished and eclipsed by the suffering and humiliation I had experienced. I took a deep breath before slipping out of the packhouse and slinging the bag over my shoulder. I walked away each step feeling heavier than the last and the cool morning air stinging my cheeks. Tears stung my eyes and rolled down my cheeks. Although I didn't know where I was going to or what might happen to me, I knew I couldn't stay here. Not as a backup plan for Liam.Serena’s POVI was sitting on the end of my bed with my fingers shaking, running over the odd, shimmering mark that was now visible on my shoulder. It was not a bruise or a scar, but it was delicate. My heart pounded in my chest, an exhilarating combination of awe and dread. This wasn’t normal. Not for an Omega without a wolf like myself.I'd had little sleep since Derrick and I had returned from the border, with that eerie message from Alpha Rhys carved in the tree. And now this mark. It seemed like a warning, a brand, a claim from something that was much larger than myself. What does this sign tell us?I threw on a long-sleeved shirt overtop to cover it, and made my way out of my room where the packhouse was silent in the pre-dawn hours. The air was heavy and oppressive, as if even the walls were holding their breath. I wanted answers, and there was nobody I trusted to give them but one—Elder Mara, the pack’s healer, whose half-mad wisdom had steered me through the darkest days.Th
Derrick’s POVI froze, as I clenched my fists so tight they hurt, as Elder Mara, the pack’s elderly healer, bent over a table littered with vials of powders and crumbling scrolls. Her twisted hands worked methodically, crushing something foul in a mortar. Serena’s life—her baby’s life—was in jeopardy, and every moment I spent standing around felt like I was failing the pack I’d sworn to protect.“You are sure there is no other way?” My voice was sharper than I'd meant. Mara didn’t look up. Her silver hair flashed as she churned the concoction, her eyes intent on the process. "The baby is promised to you, Alpha Derrick, but not in the way you assume. The spell to save it needs you, your essence…Your alpha blood, your power. You’d be linking your power to the child, handing over a fragment of the essence that makes you you.”My chest tightened as I took in the heaviness of her words, and I swallowed audibly. “And what’s the cost?”She stopped, meeting my eyes at last. Her eyes were mor
Serena’s POVI blinked my eyes open and heavy, my eyelids were met with the sterile smell of herbs and antiseptic that made my nose sting. The infirmary. I stretched out on a hard cot, a scratchy blanket between me and the thin mattress. I was in pain, each muscle yelling like I had been ripped apart and sewn back together. But it wasn’t the pain that squeezed my chest — it was the healer’s words, “The baby’s heartbeat is irregular.”I placed shaking hands on my stomach again, my fingers splayed over the curve where my child was. My child. The one thing I’d counted on through the betrayal, the running, the fear. Now, even that seemed tenuous, a thread ready to break. The healer, a middle-aged woman with silver-streaked hair and eyes that seemed to have more than a few unsolved mysteries in their depths, had loomed over me earlier, speaking in a hushed and dire tone. “Power, Serena — it’s waking up. But it’s taking a toll. The spike during the battle with Rhys… it could have hurt the b
POV: DerrickA rogue’s claw had shredded through my flesh in my side, but I bit it down and went on. Pain was a distraction I couldn’t afford—not when Serena was out there.I’d watched her sneak away from the packhouse, with fire burning bright in her eyes that I’d failed to see. This time, she wasn’t running from something — she was running to it. To Rhys. To answers. And I’ll be damned if I would let her confront him alone.“Derrick, they are circling east!” Jonas barked, his voice hoarse, as he sidestepped a rogue’s snapping jaws. My beta moved like a flash, his sword glinting in the moonlight when he striked another opponent. They were relentless, there were more of them there than we had counted on. Rhys had set up this ambush perfectly, hitting us.“Hold the line!” I bellowed, my alpha tone reverberating among the pack. My wolves grew even more slim, their eyes narrowing in a feral determination. But I was looking in another direction—the gentle tug of the mate bond, drawing me
Serena’s POVIn my head that prophecy that old seer whispered the lit chamber days before rang and echoed: “The child of the rejected shall bind or break the pack.” My child. My reason to fight. My reason to stand tall, despite Rhys’s threat. Derrick took a step behind me, his body heat comforting behind the jumble of things in my head. The creak of the wood beneath his boots brought me out of my trance. “Serena,” he said, his voice quiet yet commanding, “we must reinforce the eastern wing. The scouts report that Rhys’s rogues are drawing nearer.”I glanced over my shoulder into his green eyes, the eyes that had sheltered me and then broken me with his secrets. Now, they carried something new—vulnerability, a crack in the armor of the Alpha I’d met. “I know,” I replied, my voice more measured than I felt. “I’ve mapped their patterns. They’re not just circling — they’re testing us, feeling for soft spots. I’ll be able to follow their motion tonight and allow us to predict their attack
Derrick’s POVI stood and watched from the edge of the training field. My pack. The Ninth Pack. The one I’d promised to protect, to lead, to keep intact. It was cracking, fracturing under the weight of Rhys and his rogue wolves, and I could feel the cracks widening by the hour.I let out a sigh, running my fingers through my hair, but even the familiar action barely seemed to calm the storm I was feeling inside me. It was that message, cut into the tree two days ago, that flickered in my mind: What’s yours is what we’re coming for. Rhys wasn’t just interested in land or political power. He wanted to tear down everything I loved, to shred through it until I was left choking on nothing but dust and regret. And Serena — she was the center of it, whether she realized it or not. My mate. The thought of her jolted through my chest, a surge of fierce protectiveness and gnawing guilt. I’d held back too much from her, and now the truth was unraveling way faster than I was able to grapple.Behi