Amaya pov."Good morning, Luna. I will be your new maid," a female voice said as I sat up in bed.It was early the next morning when I noticed her standing near the window. I hadn't even noticed when she entered. She pulled back the curtains to let in the morning light, and the sudden brightness made me squint. I groaned, burying my face in my pillow."Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up," she said, standing near the window with her hands clasped in front of her. "Alpha Dante assigned me to take care of you from now on."I forced myself to sit up. She was young... probably too young. Warm brown eyes, a round face, and dark hair tied into a simple braid. Her uniform looked a little too big for her, like it had been borrowed from someone else.I glanced at the tray of food on the nightstand, then back at her. "You are here to make sure I eat, aren't you?""Yes, Luna..." she said hesitantly.Of course, another pair of eyes to watch me.I sighed and leaned back against the headboard. "You
Amaya’s POV“Oh, you are awake,” she said.Suri immediately bowed her head. “Good morning, Miss Kara.”Kara glanced at her and gave a small nod in acknowledgment before shifting her attention back to me. “How are you feeling, Amaya?”“I didn’t know you knock.” The words came out before I could stop myself, and I noticed her smile falter for just a second before she let out a soft chuckle.“I was just trying to be polite,” she said. “After all, you’ve been through so much. I didn’t want to startle you.”I stared at her, waiting for her composed expression to crack, but she was good. Too good.“Sweet of you,” I muttered and turned my attention to the food tray.I could feel her gaze on me before it narrowed to the barely eaten meal. “You haven’t finished your breakfast?”Why do you care? I wanted to say. Instead, I shrugged. “I’m not hungry.”Kara sighed and shook her head, looking at me like she was disappointed. “Amaya, you need to start taking better care of yourself. You are part of
Dante’s POV “Step. Away. From her.” The words left my mouth before I could stop them, but I didn’t care. I had been watching them for a while and had managed to hold myself back while he hugged her—because of Mako, who had warned me not to do anything foolish, and also because she wasn’t hugging him back. That was good. But now, watching her wipe his tear, even Mako couldn’t hold back his jealousy. He growled in my head. Ryder froze and turned his head slightly to meet my gaze. His eyes were still glassy, filled with emotions he had no fucking business feeling. His arms were still wrapped loosely around my mate. “Mine” The word echoed in my head, but this time, it wasn’t just my thought. It was my wolf’s. For a moment, I almost smirked, thinking he was on my side, but he was quick to remind me how this was my fault—our mate was finding comfort in someone that wasn’t me. My fists tightened, and I was barely holding back. Barely. I took a step forward, and the maid beside Amaya
Amaya’s POV I slammed the door behind me, gripping my chest as I tried to calm the storm raging inside me. My breath came in uneven gasps, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. While Ryder’s voice still echoed in my head. “I promise you, Amaya! This isn’t over! I will come back for you… I will get you out of here even if it kills me.” Fuck that bastard. Why did he have to come here? I had gotten so used to being numb, but now everything was flooding back at once. And I couldn’t handle it. I squeezed my eyes shut, pressing my back against the door to keep myself from collapsing. My knees were weak and my entire body was shaking. I really wanted to believe him. But Dante wouldn’t let me go. He would never let me go. So why did Ryder have to remind me of a situation I had come to accept? Why did he have to come here and shatter the numbness I worked so hard to build? I needed that numbness. It was the only thing keeping me from breaking apart. But n
Amaya’s POV“I didn’t come to this pack just to work as a maid, Luna. I came here to find my little brother.”I stiffened. She mentioned her brother just yesterday, but nothing about him being missing.“When I was twelve, rogues attacked my old pack,” she continued. “They burned everything down. Killed most of our people. I don’t even remember much about that night—just fire, screaming… and my little brother crying.”A lump formed in my throat, but I didn’t say anything.“He was only six years old,” she whispered. “Too young to fight, too young to understand what was happening. I tried to protect him, but then we got separated in the chaos. I never saw him again.”She pulled the bandage tighter around my hand, but I barely noticed the sting.“I searched for him for years, but I never found a trace,” she said. “Until a few months ago, when I heard rumors that some of the surviving rogues had been taken in by this pack.”My breath caught in my throat.Dante had indeed been taking in str
Amaya POV“So much for wanting to step out,” I sighed as I plopped onto my bed. Suri followed soon after, holding a tray with my breakfast and placing it by my nightstand. Then she rushed to the drawer and pulled out the first aid kit before hurrying to my side and kneeling in front of me.“Your hand, Luna,” she said, and I winced as she gently unwrapped the bandage. The wound was still tender, looking even worse than before. I was no doctor, but it looked like it was getting infected.Suri clicked her tongue and bit down on her lip. “I am going to have to clean this again,” she said, and without warning, she applied an antiseptic solution to the wound. I hissed in pain and tried to pull my hand away, but she held it firm.“I’m sorry, I know it hurts, but I have to clean it properly to prevent it from spreading,” she said, but that didn’t stop me from gritting my teeth.“You don’t have to be so rough,” I muttered, clenching my jaw as the antiseptic burned my skin.“You say that like I
Amaya POVFor the next few days that passed by, I could feel my body getting weaker and my muscles aching all over. The healer came every evening as Dante had instructed, giving me the same liquid that was supposed to help me. But none of that was working. If anything, I felt worse. Getting out of bed began to feel like a chore, and the sight of food made me throw up. At first, I thought it was stress, but now I wasn't so sure. Even Suri started looking at me differently, but I would easily brush it off. After all, that was the least of my worries. Her words from days before had been the only thing on my mind. I didn't give her an answer because I didn't know what to say, but now I couldn't stop thinking about it. Could I really leave? "I am escaping," I blurted out to Suri, who was helping me brush my hair. "What? Really?" she said, surprised. "I thought about what you said. You are right, I don't want to stay." "Oh, Luna... you don't know how happy I am to hear you
Dante’s POV For over a week, I had been occupied with so much work in the pack that I barely had time to rest an arm. All of this, I did on purpose as a way to distract myself from thinking about Amaya—her face and the way she glared as she yanked her hand away from me. I didn’t mean to hurt her. “But you did,” Mako taunted. “Shut up,” I snapped back. “It was a mistake, okay?” “Whatever you say,” he grunted. I sighed in frustration, running a hand through my hair before returning my attention to the files in front of me. We had been taking in more rogue pups than usual, and it had been challenging to integrate them into our packs—worse, finding them a stable home since the orphanage was getting overcrowded. It was already difficult scanning through each individual file, trying to stop myself from thinking about Amaya—yet here I was, also dealing with my beta sitting across from me, scrolling through his phone in complete silence. Cyrus had been here for nearly an hour now, b
Amaya POVMy legs gave out, but Asher caught me again, easing me down until I was sitting against a rock. I clutched my stomach tighter as the pain from the stab resurfaced.“Are you okay?” Asher asked. When I looked up at him with a glare, he sucked in his lips and muttered, “Of course you’re not—you just got stabbed.”Thankfully, it wasn’t that deep. But that didn’t make it hurt any less.The white wolf must die.Another shiver ran down my spine as I recalled their hollow eyes and hateful words.“They really think I’m the villain,” I whispered, mostly to myself. But Asher, who had been pacing back and forth, froze and slowly turned to face me like he wasn’t sure if he should say something or just shut up and sit down.His eyes darted around before he finally walked over and crouched down in front of me.“They’re just kids,” he said quietly, rubbing the back of his neck. “They’re scared and brainwashed. They don’t know what they’re saying.”I didn’t respond.He sat down beside me, no
Amaya POVI thought it would be difficult, but I guess the perfume played a big role. Walking down the hallway, many guards glanced in my direction, but they all had the same expression—wrinkling their noses.And even when one tried approaching, I simply raised my hand before he could get closer, dismissing him instantly. Kara had a bossy, bratty reputation, so this was easy.Asher led me to where he claimed the kids were being held captive. By now, we had passed over twenty guards and turned more corners than I could keep up with.The moment I stepped inside, my fists clenched. It felt like a prison—but for children. I glanced around as I slowly approached. There were still other guards inside, watching the kids, but what pissed me off was the condition these kids were living in.When I walked past a cell, they shuddered back in fear, probably mistaking me for Kara.My fists clenched tighter when I saw a girl who looked around eight, holding a boy who couldn’t be older than five. She
Amaya POV“Aughhh!” I yelled, thrashing violently. The more he tried to hold me down, the more I struggled.“What’s going on!” Two guards rushed in, seeing the scene.“I don’t… she just started… acting all crazy,” the boy whose name I still hadn’t learned said. He was actually better at acting than I imagined.The two men shoved him away and held me down, and though they succeeded, it didn’t stop me from screaming.Soon, the sound of heels echoed down the hall. “What the hell is all this racket about?” Kara’s voice rang out as she strode into the room.The two guards stepped back, allowing her to assess the situation while I continued screaming, acting like I was mad.Kara snapped her finger. “Asher…” she called, and the boy slowly stepped forward. “What is this?” she demanded, pointing at me.“I… I think it’s the silver,” Asher muttered, his eyes darting from me to the guards. “She… she might be reacting to it.”Those words caught the guards off guard and one of them muttered, “… but
Amaya POVAlpha Kieran.A name whispered like a curse among rogues. He was powerful, ruthless, and once upon a time, respected.He was a rogue leader like no other. One who carved his power out of chaos and stitched together an empire from scraps. But even with all that, he had rules. Boundaries.That all changed after a war.No one knew what happened on the battlefield, but the Kieran who returned wasn’t the same. He came back… sick. Strangely, the next morning he ordered an attack—not against a rival pack, but his own people.Entire rogue settlements burned overnight.Children were ripped from their mothers’ hands screaming. Families torn apart like paper. Blood soaked the ground, and no one dared ask why. Kieran’s silence was more terrifying than his rage.And behind it all, his obsession with the White Wolf grew. I had been the target since my father’s death, but back then it was more subtle.But capturing me wasn’t enough. He wanted to extract my powers. And to do that, a ritual
Amaya’s POV It’s been four days since I’d been held captive. I hadn’t seen Kara since then, which was a little disappointing because I’d only been able to gather small pieces of information. The only person who ever visited was the young man—or should I say boy—who brought my meals every day. Every time he came in, he’d remove just one chain from my hand, place the food carefully in front of me, then watch from a distance as I ate. At first, I didn’t trust him. I thought maybe the food was poisoned, but remembering the blue-eyed man’s words about how they couldn’t harm me… it couldn’t possibly be. So I ate. And, as suspected, nothing happened. The boy who was sent to watch me never really spoke. In fact, the only time I ever heard his voice was when he muttered a single word. “Eat.” That was it. He didn’t even look at me when he said it—like he either didn’t want to or wasn’t allowed to. But I saw him. The way his fingers trembled when he unlocked the chains. The way
Dante POVI had just returned from another long, useless search for Amaya. It was late, almost past midnight, and I was dead on my feet.Not that it mattered. I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep anyway. I’d become increasingly restless ever since Alpha Becket pulled me aside.He had also warned me to keep the truth from everyone — even Cyrus. According to him, the fewer people who knew, the safer it would be.Who would’ve thought the once delicate, childlike woman who stole my heart would turn out to be the last white wolf?I was so lost in thought that when I turned a corner, I slammed right into someone. I growled under my breath, massaging my temples.“I’m—” The apology died in my throat when I looked up.The man I’d bumped into was standing still, stiff, glaring at me. It made my instincts prickle.“I’m sorry for bumping into you,” I said, thinking maybe that was the reason for his attitude.Lately, I’d been apologizing more than usual. Normally, I would’ve just pushed past without
Amaya POVFew Days Ago…Briella had come to visit, which was unusual for her. It was late, and I had just stepped out of the shower, my robe clinging to my damp skin when I heard a knock at my door.“I need to talk,” she said. Without waiting for me to respond, she walked past me and collapsed onto my bed. I blinked, confused, then followed her.I turned back to the dressing table to dry my hair, but the silence stretched between us.“You wanted to say something?” I muttered, turning to meet her gaze. She wasn’t looking at me, but at her own hands, twisting nervously in her lap.I raised an eyebrow. “Is something wrong?”Briella heavily slumped her shoulders. “I’ve been dishonest.” Her words caught me off guard. I stopped drying my hair.I turned fully to face her, leaning against the table. “What do you mean?” I asked.She fidgeted, her fingers twitching anxiously — a side of her I hadn’t seen before. Something was very off.“That day at the rogue territory…” she began, her voice bar
Amaya POVPain was the first thing I felt when I opened my eyes. There was a burning ache at the back of my head, and a throbbing pulse in my wrist where something cold and heavy dug into my skin. The sack still covered my face, so all I could see was nothing.I tried to move, but the chains rattled loudly, forcing me to realize my wrists were shackled to the wall behind me. The more I struggled, the deeper they dug into my skin.Where am I?I took a sniff of the air. The scent was unfamiliar. Suddenly, I heard footsteps followed by the sound of something heavy being dragged across the floor.My heart began pounding heavily, yet I stayed as still as I could, keeping my breathing shallow under the sack.The dragging became louder and closer until it stopped right in front of me.“She’s awake,” came a rough voice.I flinched as cold fingers yanked the sack off my head. I squeezed my eyes shut due to the sudden brightness.When I finally dared to open them, I found myself staring into th
Dante's POV "Amaya!" I screamed and bolted upright in bed. My head spun and my arm burned from the IV a nurse was hurriedly trying to fix. It took only a second to realize I was in a hospital. "Where is she? Where is Amaya?" I growled, which startled the nurse so badly she stumbled back, trembling like a leaf. "I-I don't know..." she stammered. "You were found passed out on the road. Some passersby rushed you here. I-I'll go inform Sir Ryder you're awake," she said quickly and rushed out before I could stop her. Panic gripped me harder. How long had I been out? I glanced out the window. The sun was already high outside, and memories of last night crashed back into me like a nightmare. Amaya had been taken, and she had been missing since last night. Shit! I yanked the IV out of my arm and rushed towards the door, only to almost collide with Ryder, who was storming in. "Where is she?" he demanded, stepping furiously into the room with his eyes filled with rage. "You were with he