LOGIN"She's pregnant," Alpha Ronan said, his voice heavy with the truth he could no longer hide. "It's not possible," Selene said sharply. "I can smell my own brother on you." "It's Zarek's child," Elowen said quietly, refusing to look away. "Whatever happens, don't let them make you believe you were a mistake," Zarek had told her the night before he vanished without a word. As an omega in the Alpha's house, Elowen learned early how to disappear — quiet, invisible, never wanting more than she was given. Then Selene left for a short trip, and her brother Zarek stayed behind. For one reckless night, Elowen let herself be seen. Weeks later, a hidden remedy gave away the truth before she was ready to speak it, and Selene came home three days early to a secret that shattered everything. But Zarek was already gone, bound by an engagement made before he was even born, torn between duty and a woman he was never supposed to want. Betrayed, exposed, and carrying a child with no father in sight, Elowen has nothing left — no rank, no name, no one standing beside her but a mother, a friend, and a reluctant Alpha. And still, she refuses to disappear.
View MoreElowen:Zarek didn't leave my side that evening, not once, not even when my mother finally excused herself, exhausted, murmuring something about giving us space before slipping quietly from the room.We sat by the small window in my chamber, the same one I'd watched countless dark nights pass through alone, only now his presence filled the space beside me, careful and uncertain, like he wasn't sure yet how much room he was allowed to take up."Can I ask you something?" he said finally, breaking the long, aching silence sitting between us."You can ask," I said. "I don't promise gentle answers."Something almost like a smile flickered across his face, there and gone. "I wouldn't trust you if you gave me one." He hesitated, his eyes dropping briefly to my stomach before finding mine again. "How are you feeling? Truly. Not the answer you give everyone else out of habit."The question caught me somewhere tender, unprepared. No one had asked me that so plainly since this whole nightmare b
Elowen: The front door opened, and every sound in that hallway seemed to drop away at once. Zarek stepped through it slower than I remembered him moving, one hand braced against the frame like his legs hadn't fully forgiven him yet for the journey, the same frame he used to walk through every weekend for training, back when his only reason for being in this house was duty to the pack's warriors, not to me. He was thinner. There was a fresh scar cutting along his jaw, still pink, still healing, and for one shattering second I couldn't reconcile the man standing there with the one who had knocked on my door with wine in his hands, careless and warm and certain of nothing but wanting me. His eyes found mine first, before anyone else's, before Aria's, before Ronan's, and something in his whole body seemed to buckle with relief. "Elowen." My name in his mouth undid something in my chest I'd spent weeks bracing shut. Then his gaze moved, and landed on Aria, standing rigid beside me,
Elowen:The carriage door had barely closed before Aria was already walking toward the house, her steps quick and deliberate, nothing hesitant about her at all.I met her in the front hall, my mother close behind me, both of us still catching our breath from how fast we'd moved to get there. Aria was younger than I expected, sharp-featured, dressed in traveling clothes finer than anything I'd ever touched, her eyes finding mine instantly, cutting straight through every wall I tried raising in the half-second before she reached me."You're her," she said. "I'm Elowen." My voice came out steadier than I felt."Zarek's mother wrote to my father," Aria said, watching my face for a reaction. "Told him you're pregnant."She paused, letting the words settle over me like a slap. "She thought we deserved the truth," she said. "Not rumor.""I know exactly who you are." Her gaze moved over me slowly, taking in every inch, my plain servant's dress, my swollen stomach, the tear tracks still dryin
Elowen: My mother's hands shook as badly as mine when she finally set the letter down on the small table between us. "Do you want me to leave you alone with it?" she asked softly. I shook my head. I needed her there, close enough to touch, while I broke a seal I had waited two long weeks for. The parchment felt heavier than it should have, as though the words inside had weight of their own.I turned it over once, twice, delaying the moment on purpose, some small, frightened part of me still able to pretend, for just a breath longer, that nothing inside it could hurt me. The handwriting was uneven, hurried in places, as though his hand hadn't quite obeyed him while he wrote it. Elowen, I keep starting this letter over. Every version sounds like an excuse, and you deserve better than that. I was promised to someone before I ever knew what promises cost. For two weeks with you, I forgot that promise existed. I have never forgotten anything so completely, or so selfishly. I am not






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