로그인“Get out of my way, boy…” Alaric growled lowly, his voice dark and laced with warning.But Damien didn’t move.Not even an inch.“I’m sorry…” Damien replied, his voice calm but firm, “I can’t do that.”His eyes flashed…turning a deep, glowing blue. His claws slid out slowly from his fingertips, sharp and lethal, while his fangs pushed past his lips. A low, threatening growl rumbled from his chest as he planted his feet firmly on the ground, his body tense, ready.Ready to fight.He didn’t care that Alaric was the Alpha.He wasn’t weak.He was a Beta of Velaris.The son of one of the strongest Betas to ever exist.And that blood—It burned inside him.He would protect Cassia’s family, no matter the cost.Even if it meant going head-to-head with an Alpha.Alaric’s lips curled into a snarl as his own eyes deepened into a terrifying shade of red. His claws extended slowly, his muscles tightening as his wolf pushed forward, hunger and rage mixing dangerously inside him.The air grew heavy.
Luna Donna had also stood up immediately and followed, just like Rachel and James, her steps quick and uneven as unease settled deep in her chest.Alpha Alaric frowned deeply the moment he stepped outside and saw Beta Greg standing in front of his mansion, yelling at the top of his voice. The pack guards stood firmly in place, blocking Greg from entering, their bodies tense, ready to restrain him at any second. Behind him stood Damien and Gloria, both visibly shaken but standing their ground.“You coward!” Greg roared, his voice echoing through the compound. “You call yourself an Alpha, and yet you are not bold enough to face me. Instead, you go behind my back to hurt my family!”His claws shot out from his fingers, sharp and trembling with rage, his eyes glowing a fierce blue. His chest heaved heavily, every breath coming out like fire.Alaric stood still, staring at him, the anger buzzing under his skin like a storm waiting to explode. Slowly, his eyes began to turn red, dark and da
Damien stood in the garage, looking lost and exhausted, his shoulders slightly slumped as if the weight of the world rested on them. His eyes were unfocused, staring ahead but seeing nothing, his mind racing endlessly, trying to think of where else Cassia could have gone.His chest rose and fell unevenly.Maybe James was right.Maybe she needed space.Maybe she had left to breathe… to get away from him.But something didn’t sit right.His jaw tightened as uneasiness twisted deep in his gut.He turned slowly and walked back to his car, his steps heavy, each one dragging like he was walking against an invisible force. He opened the driver’s door and slid inside, shutting it quietly behind him.For a moment, he didn’t move.His eyes drifted to the back seat.Arthur was fast asleep, his small body curled slightly to the side, his face calm and unaware. The bouquet of flowers rested gently against his chest, one tiny hand still holding onto it.Damien’s chest tightened painfully at the sig
The ride to the hospital was a silent one.Damien drove with both hands gripping the steering wheel, his knuckles tight and pale, while Arthur sat quietly at the back seat, clutching the bouquet of flowers they had picked up earlier from the flower shop. The faint scent of fresh roses filled the car, but it did nothing to calm Damien’s racing thoughts.His mind was loud.Too loud.When his car finally came to a stop in front of the hospital, Damien didn’t move immediately. He remained seated, staring at the building ahead as if it were a living thing waiting to swallow him whole. His jaw clenched, his chest rising and falling heavily as his fingers tightened further around the steering wheel.He imagined Cassia’s face.He imagined the coldness in her eyes from that morning, the pain beneath it, the finality in her voice when she had called off the wedding. His throat tightened painfully.What if she doesn’t want to see me?What if she refuses to talk to me at all?He swallowed hard an
Meanwhile, Damien sat in his car, parked at the side of the road in the middle of nowhere, cars speeding past him without a second glance. He was lost in thought, his eyes staring into nothing while his mind replayed only one name…Cassia.He could remember the first time he had laid eyes on her.The very first moment he saw Cassia, his wolf had screamed mate. It had been instant, undeniable. From that moment, he knew they were meant for each other. Yet, he hadn’t rushed her. He hadn’t pushed. He knew what she had been through, knew the weight she carried at the time, and the last thing he wanted was to make her uncomfortable.So he waited.He waited years.Seven long years.Seven years of standing by her side, protecting her, loving her quietly, while she healed. Seven years of waiting for her to regain her wolf. Seven years of waiting for her to finally feel the mate bond.And when she did… it had been the happiest moment of his life.The day she told him she could feel it…the bond…h
Meanwhile, the moment Ethan had drifted into sleep, James sat back for a long moment, staring at Rachel. The way she had calmed Ethan, made him eat, and finally let him rest…It had surprised him. She had a way with children he hadn’t expected. For a brief moment, his gaze softened, appreciation and awe flickering in his eyes, but it was gone almost immediately, replaced by a hard, unreadable expression.His mind flashed back to Aiden’s words. Take your bags. Leave Red Moon Pack.Pain clenched his chest at the thought. He knew he had hurt Aiden by keeping the truth from him, but the truth was, he hadn’t even been sure of it himself. He hadn’t seen the result first. He inhaled deeply, trying to steady his racing heart. Aiden didn’t speak empty words…he meant what he said. If he stayed, he would be challenging the Alpha’s will. He had no choice. He had to leave.James turned and walked out of the ward immediately. Rachel, without hesitation, rose and followed him.“James…” she called so
“Luna Amelia, is the Alpha bothering you?” one of the men asked, stepping forward.Cassia’s lips parted to correct them . I’m not Luna anymore, I’m Cassia but she stopped herself. That wasn’t the point right now.Because from the look on their faces, these people weren’t just curious. They were fur
Velaris PackDamien sat at the dining table, his phone pressed tight in his hand, jaw clenched as he tried Cassia’s number again. Straight to voicemail. Again.He dragged a restless hand through his hair and began pacing. Last night she’d picked up once, and then the line had cut. Since then, noth
Cassia was bent over her bag, rifling through it with growing frustration.“Where the hell is this car key?” she muttered. She shook the bag, and everything spilled to the ground. She groaned, bending to pick the items up, her hair falling over her face.As she reached for her things, another hand
“Tell me the truth, Amelia. Is Arthur my son?”Cassia’s heart slammed against her ribs. The world tilted as the weight of his question crashed down. Her throat went dry, her palms slick with sweat. She froze, her lips parting but no words coming, her eyes darting nervously over his face. How does h







