Mag-log in⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ Months faded into years, and the wounds that had once torn our pack apart slowly began to heal. Old grudges were replaced by trust, broken relationships mended, and the people who had once stood divided gradually became one family. With each passing year, we grew stronger, wiser, and more united than ever. Under Zayn’s steadfast leadership and my steady guidance as Luna, the Quadfang pack flourished into a dominant power — its borders impenetrable, its people prosperous, and its former divisions entirely erased. The days of suspicion and resentment had become nothing more than distant memories. Children who had once grown up hearing stories of division now played together without knowing what it meant to hate another pack member. Even the elders, once so quick to hold on to old grudges, had finally learned to let them go. For the first time in what felt like a lifetime, peace didn’t feel temporary. It felt like home. To honor our unity, we established
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ My heart practically lurched into my stomach the second my eyes met his dark, intense gaze. After everything we had been through, I should have felt afraid, yet there was something about the way he looked at me that made the last remnants of that fear melt away. How could my heart ever truly fall when it was already resting safely in his hands? “What... are you scared?” he asked, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “No, I just panicked for a second...” He unbuttoned his shirt, letting it slide off his broad shoulders before slowly taking off the rest of his clothes. “And what’s the difference?” A soft chuckle escaped my lips as I unabashedly drank in the sight of him. Golden skin stretched over sculpted muscle, his powerful frame both intimidating and breathtaking. My Alpha. My husband. Mine. For so long, I had been afraid that happiness was something temporary — that the moment I allowed myself to believe in it, the universe would find
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ The war had reshaped our world in ways I was still trying to comprehend. It had brough peace to our borders, but the scars left in its wake ran deep. The peace we had fought so desperately to achieve had come at a heavy, bitter cost. Too many lives had been lost, too many families left mourning, and too many wounds — both physical and emotional — would take years to heal. I could still remember the solemn silence of the burial grounds, the rows of fresh earth stretching before me, each stone bearing the name of someone who had fought to protect our sanctuary. We had won the war. But victory had never felt so much like loss. Among the fallen was Rhoda. Even after her betrayal, a hollow ache lingered in my chest. In the small, quiet moments of the day, I would instinctively open my mouth to call her name, only for the cruel reality to crash down again: she was gone, never to return. I made sure she received a proper, honorable farewell alongside the
⋅ ⋅ ♔ Alpha Zayn Kai ♔ ⋅ ⋅ I thundered into the main courtyard with my warriors in tow, ready to tear the pack house apart to save my family, only to skid to a complete halt. For those few heartbeats, I was no longer the High Alpha. I was simply a husband and a father terrified that I had arrived too late. Victoria lay motionless on the ground, her eyes staring blankly at the sky as dark blood pooled around the lethal wound over her heart. Beyond her, sitting on the stone steps, was my family — Nolan pale and shaking, his eyes fixed on the ground, while Blair held Lucia tightly in her arms. Relief washed over me so fiercely that my knees nearly buckled. My family was alive. I wanted nothing more than to cross that courtyard and pull them both into my arms, but the sight of blood and death surrounding them kept me rooted in place for a moment. They had survived — but I could see the cost of those survival written in Blair’s tear-stained face and Lucia’s frightened eyes.
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ Victoria had ordered the remaining rogues to scan the area for survivors — to slaughter anyone in sight without mercy. The thought alone made my chest tighten, but I clung to a fragile thread of hope. I just hoped they wouldn’t find them in time — that help would come before it was too late. Even if I was gone… I would hold this line until my last breath. That would have to be enough. “I don't know what Zayn sees in you to even fall in love with you,” Victoria spat, eyeing me with deep disgust, fully aware she held all the power, even now that we were alone. I tightened my grip on Lucia’s small, warm hand. “Can you just get straight to the point?” “What I want,” she said softly, almost fondly, “is to watch the light leave your eyes… and then decide what your daughter is worth to me. Though you have nothing to worry about when it comes to the brat. I won't kill her. I need her by my side; after all, she carries Alpha blood, and I respect that.”
⋅ ⋅ ♔ Alpha Zayn Kai ♔ ⋅ ⋅ Steel rang against bone and foul hide as I plunged my swords into the chest of the nearest beast, twisting the blades with savage, righteous fury. The dark forest echoed with the agonized screeches of the horde, but before I could catch my breath, a heavy wall of five rogues crashed into me at once and drove me into the muddy, blood-soaked earth. I snarled, straining every muscle to push them off, but their unnatural, demonic strength kept me pinned — until a streak of silver broadswords tore them all away from me. I scrambled to my feet, panting heavily, and saw Ronan standing over the bloody pile, his twin blades dripping. Our eyes met for half a heartbeat. No words. Just trust. Just as he lunged toward the rogue leader, three towering beasts ambushed him from the flanks, forcing him onto the defensive. That left me face-to-face with the commander of the horde. Too many had already fallen getting me here. He flashed a yellow, rotting, sinister
⋅ ⋅ ♔ Alpha Zayn Kai ♔ ⋅ ⋅ I had to leave the hotel in the early hours of dawn. My phone had been buzzing incessantly with the news that Nolan had gotten into yet another drunken brawl. In the years since I separated from his mother, I have tried my best to be a guiding force for him—he is
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ I woke up with my body feeling incredibly sore, yet awakened in a way I had never felt before. Every muscle ached, a reminder of everything that had happened. I—Blair Rose—had spent the night with a stranger. I had let him in. I had trusted him with my body. I sat u
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅“Blair, why won't you just talk to me?” Zayn asked, his footsteps following closely behind me as we slammed the double doors to our bedroom shut.“Because I don't want to talk to you right now, Zayn,” I said, not even turning around to look at him.“Why?” he pressed.“Rea
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ The maid escorted me to a guest room to change out of my soaked clothes. They provided a red silk dress with thin spaghetti straps; it was short, ending only an inch past my knees. I was grateful for the jacket and boots I’d worn earlier. I pulled the jacket tight, mak







