تسجيل الدخولAlexander's POV Three days. I had given Vexia three days, and I intended to use every hour of them. By sunrise, the training grounds were already full. Wolves in human form and wolves in fur, moving in formation, sharpening blades, checking harnesses. The air smelled of iron and sweat and something older—fear, carefully disguised as discipline. I stood on the upper terrace and watched them, my hands braced against the stone rail. "You didn't sleep," a voice said behind me. Caldor. My Beta. Twenty years at my side, and he still thought I needed reminding of things I already knew. "I don't have time to sleep." "You have three days." He came to stand beside me, arms crossed. "Running yourself into the ground before the fight even starts won't help Elva." I didn't answer. He wasn't wrong, and I hated that he wasn't wrong. "What do we know?" I asked instead. Caldor exhaled slowly. "Ravyn's stronghold sits past the Hollow Ridge, inside what used to be Moon Veil territor
**Vexia's POV** I heard it before anyone told me. Not words. A feeling. A shift in the air that moved through the halls like smoke, curling under every door, settling into every corner. The guards wouldn't meet my eyes. The maids stopped talking the moment I entered a room. Something was wrong. I found Alexander in the war chamber, alone, staring down at a table scattered with torn parchment. Black ink. Broken wax. A raven sigil crushed beyond recognition. "Alexander." He didn't turn. His shoulders were rigid, carved from stone. "Alexander," I said again. "Tell me." Still nothing. I crossed the room and picked up a piece of the parchment before he could stop me. My eyes moved across the words. *The child.* *Vexia will come to me willingly.* *I will break her piece by piece.* The paper shook in my hand. Or maybe it was me who was shaking. "Elva," I whispered. Alexander finally turned. His eyes were silver fire. "I have it handled." "Handled?" My voice cra
**Alexander's POV**The message arrived just before dawn.No sound. No warning. Only a sealed black raven sigil, dropped at my chamber door like a dead omen.I already knew who it was from.Ravyn Blackclaw.My wolf stirred violently beneath my skin. A low growl built in my chest before I could stop it.Danger. Not just to me.To her.To Elva.I broke the seal.The parchment felt warm in my hand. Warm like it had been soaked in something before it reached me. The moment my eyes moved across the words, something inside me went cold.---*Alpha Knox,**You have played your games long enough. Your little kingdom, your disguise, your lies—none of it matters now. I have what you love most. The child. And I know exactly what you will do for her, so listen carefully.**Vexia will come to me willingly. If she does, I will return the child unharmed. But if she refuses, I will break her piece by piece in front of you both. And you will watch every second of it.**There is one more condition. You
(Vexia’s POV)"Yes." One word, one simple word yet it shattered everything. My entire body froze as I stared at him.He is Alexander, not Knox, not the mysterious Alpha who had appeared out of nowhere and turned my life upside down.He is Alexander. My husband. My mate. The man I had cried for. The man I thought I had lost. The man who had been standing in front of me all this time.For a moment, I couldn't breathe, think, or even process what I was seeing. I just stared at his face, those eyes, that jaw. The familiar scar near his temple.Everything. It was him. It had always been him. And suddenly every conversation, every touch, every moment came crashing back into my mind.The way he looked at me. The way he protected me. The way he always seemed to know exactly what I was thinking.The way his scent felt familiar. The way his aura made me feel safe. It all made sense, every single piece. And somehow that hurt even more.My chest tightened painfully then anger exploded inside me.
(Vexia’s POV)“Where is he?”My voice echoed through the chamber, broken and hysterical. My entire body trembled violently as I shoved another guard away from me, tears blurred my vision so badly I could barely see anything anymore, but I didn’t care, nothing mattered except Elva.“Where is Alpha Knox?!” I screamed again. “He said he would protect her! He promised me!”But nobody answered me, nobody dared come close to me. The entire pack looked destroyed. Wolves rushed through the corridors trying to contain the damage left behind by the attack, but I couldn’t focus on any of it. My daughter was gone.She is gone. The word alone felt like someone tearing my chest apart repeatedly.“Elva…” I whispered weakly before another sob escaped me.I couldn’t breathe properly. My mind kept replaying her crying face, her tiny hands reaching for me while I stood there helpless and weak. I should have protected her. I should have fought harder. I should have died before letting anyone take her aw
(Vexia’s POV) The first thing that woke me was the sound. It was not loud at first, but then the disturbance outside was so great that it pierced the walls of my room. The fear pulled me from sleep before my mind could understand why. My eyes snapped open, and my breath was uneven as I lay still for a second, listening to the screams outside. My heart was beating so fast; something was wrong. I pushed myself up immediately, exhaustion forgotten as instinct took over. I looked around but the room was cold and quiet. Knox wasn’t there, that alone made something uneasy inside me. Another shout echoed through the walls, closer this time, followed by a loud crash that shattered whatever calm remained. I didn’t think much, moved barefoot, and I rushed toward the door and pulled it open. The corridor was chaotic. The guards were running, the voices overlapping and orders being shouted but nothing felt controlled and nothing contained. “What’s happening?” I grabbed a passing guard. “







