Mag-log inAiden’s breathing became heavier. His entire body trembled. “Come on…” He clenched his jaw. “For Arthur…” The True Alpha growled. Aiden’s voice cracked. “For Amelia…” She took another step. “For my family…” His eyes squeezed shut. “Please…” He felt something inside his chest stir. Aiden’s fists tightened. “Please!” A sudden surge of power ripped through his body. His eyes snapped open. They glowed red. A deep, powerful growl erupted from his throat. “AMELIA!” The True Alpha froze. Her enormous paws stopped against the muddy ground. Her ears twitched. For the first time, the fury in her eyes faltered. She took a slow step backward. Aiden stood completely still. His eyes remained glowing red. “Amelia…” His voice was weaker now. But it reached her. Something inside the creature stirred. The flames burning inside her eyes flickered. Then… They disappeared. The burning crimson faded. Her eyes slowly returned to their n
Aiden finally understood. The battle was no longer between him and the beast. It was between Amelia and the beast living inside her. Somewhere beneath those glowing eyes, beneath the bloodlust and the monstrous instinct that had taken control of her body, Amelia was still there. His Amelia. And he needed to reach her. Talking to her wasn’t enough anymore. He needed to reach the part of her that was still fighting. But how? Aiden’s eyes dropped to his arms. Blood was pouring from the wounds, running down his fingers and dripping onto the wet ground. His clothes were completely soaked in his own blood, clinging to his body as the rain continued to fall heavily around him. Thunder rumbled overhead. Rain poured through the trees, soaking his hair and running down his face, mixing with the tears already gathered in his eyes. There was only one way. He had to transform. Pain flashed across Aiden’s face. He couldn’t. His body was too weak. His wolf was t
Run. But he didn’t. He couldn’t. Not from her. Not again. The True Alpha lowered her head slightly. Her nostrils flared. She inhaled. Once. Twice. Three times. Aiden watched her carefully. She knew his scent. He could see it. Something flickered behind those burning eyes. Recognition. But it disappeared almost immediately. The creature took one slow step forward. The earth seemed to tremble beneath her paw. Aiden’s fingers curled. He took one slow step backward. Not because he wanted to run. Because his body moved on instinct. The True Alpha took another step. Another. She was getting closer. Aiden’s breathing became heavier. He could smell her now. The familiar scent he had spent years trying to forget. His mate. His Amelia. His wolf even though it was at the weakest moment of his recognized her. Yet the creature standing before him looked nothing like the woman he remembered. She stopped several feet away. Her head
Meanwhile… Aiden walked deeper into the abandoned house. His footsteps echoed through the empty halls. The place looked nothing like the home he remembered. Nature had begun reclaiming it. Thick weeds pushed through cracks in the floor. Vines crawled across the walls. Cobwebs covered the corners. The faint buzzing of insects filled the silence. Aiden slowly looked around. He remembered this place. He remembered Amelia here. He remembered the woman she used to be. His chest tightened. “Amelia…” No response. He walked past the sitting room and made his way toward Amelia’s old bedroom. When he entered, he immediately stopped. The room was empty. But something caught his attention. Deep scratches covered one of the walls. Aiden stepped closer. His fingers hovered over the marks without touching them. Fresh. The concrete around them was still broken. She had been here. Recently. Aiden swallowed. “She was here…” He looked around th
“I’m going in with you…” James muttered, knowing fully well they were walking into their own death. Aiden immediately shook his head. “No. You stay in the car. Anything can happen in there. You saw what she did to Kate. I don’t want that happening to you.” James opened his mouth to argue, but before he could say anything, Aiden suddenly pulled him into a tight hug. James froze. For a moment, he could feel the weight of Aiden’s body against his. He could feel how hard he was breathing. How tense his shoulders were. How much pain he was trying to hide. “In case I don’t make it out alive, just know that I forgive you,” Aiden whispered. “And you have always been a good beta to me. You have always…” “Enough, Aiden.” James immediately pulled away from the hug. His eyes were already beginning to turn red. “I’m coming with you.” “You are not.” Aiden’s voice was firm. “I’m ordering you as your alpha. You will stay here.” James stared at him. His lips parte
Amelia had transformed. Greg was dead. Gloria had lost both parents within days. Arthur had almost come face-to-face with the True Alpha. And now Amelia was somewhere in the darkness, consumed by a hunger none of them knew how to control. For the first time, Seraphina wondered if Gloria’s question wasn’t entirely foolish. Was the Moon Goddess truly angry with them? A heavy silence settled over the room. Damien suddenly stood. “I need to take Beta Greg’s body to the mortuary before it’s too late.” Seraphina looked at him. Damien’s expression tightened. “His body can’t remain in the car for much longer.” She nodded. “I’ll stay with them.” Kael, who had remained silent throughout everything, finally spoke. “I’ll stay with Seraphina.” Damien glanced at him. Kael’s face was unreadable. Damien nodded. He was about to walk away when Kael called after him. “Be careful, son.” Damien paused. He turned around and stared at his father for a few seco
Aiden’s car screeched to a halt in front of the penthouse. The night was deep, silent, and broken only by the low hum of the engine and the faint rustle of leaves in the wind. He stepped out swiftly, his jaw tight, the world around him a blur as he rounded the car and opened the passenger door.Ame
Amelia froze. His lips brushed her… soft, desperate, fleeting — like a memory come to life. For a suspended heartbeat, the world stopped spinning. The air thickened around them, drenched with the scent of his cologne and the faint trace of blood on his skin. His breath mingled with hers, warm an
It was late, almost midnight when Damien finally returned to the hospital. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, knuckles pale from the strain. He’d spent hours searching for Amelia, combing through every corner of Red Moon Pack, but she was nowhere to be found.The engine hummed low, the s
“I didn’t ask you to be worried about me. Just leave me alone, Damien,” she said, her voice low but sharp, trembling with exhaustion and suppressed emotion. She didn’t even look at him—just turned away, her shoulders stiff, every word cutting like a blade.Damien froze, disbelief flashing across hi







