LOGINNilah's Pov I pursed my lips. What the hell do they want me for this time? Well, the ceremony was in less than 24 hours so it probably has to do with it. “Alright then.” I murmured, “Let's go.” Mira and I walked out of my room, shutting the door behind us. As we walked towards the council house, I could feel stares. It came from behind, sideways, everywhere. I frowned. What's happening now? “Nilah, you're here.” Sera called out. We hadn't even gotten near the council house but there were a lot of people gathered outside, and by people I mean council members included. “Yeah. What's happening?” I asked Sera who smiled and shook her head. “It's nothing much. Since tomorrow is the ceremony, we've decided to announce your identity to everyone here and now. The other children of the late Alpha are here as well. Since you came here, you've not crossed paths with them due to their schedule. But they'll be here for your ceremony.” Sera explained. “My siblings?” I raised an ey
Nilah's Pov *What the hell is going on?!* I screamed internally, my hands clutching the silver strands so tightly my knuckles turned white. “What did you do to me?” "Calm yourself, Nilah. You are simply awakening.” “Awakening? What the hell are you talking about?” My heart hammered against my ribs. I stumbled backward, my hands flying up to my collarbone as a sudden, sharp tug flared in the center of my chest. I looked down to see the stone had changed its position on my chest. Previously, it sat high enough against my sternum that I could run my fingernails along all its edges and corners. It was a foreign object stuck into me. But now? It had sunk deeper. Flesh and new skin had aggressively grown over the margins, sealing the stone into my body as if my own anatomy was claiming it. Worse, spiderwebs of glowing silver streaks were pulsing outward from the stone, veins of foreign energy anchoring themselves beneath my skin. It looked like a living parasite settling into its
Nilah's Pov The stone floor felt like blocks of ice beneath my palms, but the cold did absolutely nothing to soothe the burning pain tearing through my muscles. I tried to push myself up, planting my hands flat against the surface, but a sharp wave of pain rippled through my shoulders. It shot straight down my spine, into my ribs and then settled deep into my legs. This wasn’t a normal ache, it wasn’t the kind of soreness you got from a brutal training session or a bad fall either. It was the exact same pain I had just felt seconds ago. Every single part of my body groaned in protest as I tried to get up. For a terrifying second, I wondered if I was paralyzed, if whatever I had felt or seen in that vision, or dream had left me unable to move. But staying on the ground wasn't an option. I had to get up. I had to move, even if it killed me. Gritting my teeth until my jaw ached, I forced my weight onto my knees. The simple movement made my head spin, a wave of nausea washing over
Nilah's Pov “Ni…! Nil…! Nilah!” “Ah!” I gasped awake, my eyes snapping open. A sharp pain stung at my eyes and head, making me gasp once more. “Nilah, are you okay? You can stop if you want to. Let's not do this anymore, okay?” An unfamiliar voice rang in my ears, concerned and scared. But that wasn't any of my concern, scents I had never smelled before rushed into my nose. Flowers, herbs, people, everything mixed in at once, the smell was so clear that I almost stopped myself from breathing because it was too much. At one point, I couldn't differentiate it. My chest felt like it was trapped in a tight cage. "Nilah! Speak to me!" the voice called out again, but it sounded like it was underwater. The sound buzzed and echoed in my ears, making my head spin even faster. The entire place was moving even though I couldn't even see my surroundings at all. I tried to look around to see who was talking to me, but my vision was blurring at the edges. Black spots danced in front of m
Nilah's Pov My hand froze over the notepad. I had never made a connection between that hospital incident and my life now. I had been so overwhelmed with grief and pain back then that I didn't think much of the moment I woke up and gradually, I just forgot about it until now. But now, looking at the pattern on the paper, I couldn't help but try to make sense of it. From the very beginning, from the exact moment the Silver Moon Pack took me in as a child, they’ve been doing things to me. They’ve been trying to weaken my body, to isolate me, and eventually, to fake my death. But for what purpose? What did the Silver Moon Pack want with a girl like me who didn't even know about her true identity until months ago? A scary thought crept into my mind. Does anyone on that council know my true identity? But that didn't make sense either. Me being the one and only female Alpha of one of the most powerful, famous, and legendary clans in werewolf history would have brought them immense g
Nilah's Pov My breath was fast as I stared at the man in front of me. The music from the party was still playing in the background, but to me, the world had gone completely quiet. My head was spinning. A copy of me? Someone who shared my exact face was sitting in my old pack, about to stand next to Kendrick as he became Alpha? It didn't make any sense. Why would there be anyone who looks exactly like me?! It was even rare that twins looked exactly the same as each other, so how come?? It's impossible! “Who asked him to take this Lady Vivienne as his mate? Was he forced?!” I turned back to the man, my voice trembling slightly. I tried to keep my face calm, but my hands were shaking so much that I had to ball them into fists. The fact that this new woman apparently looked just like me made red signs hover in the air. A terrible, dark feeling was growing deep inside my gut. The man blinked at me, looking a bit startled by how intense I was being. He swallowed hard before answerin
Nilah's Pov. “Will I be forced to stay here?” I scrutinised the expression on my father's face, waiting to see if he wanted to force me to stay here. “Lady Nilah, what are you talking about? You're the new Alpha, you have to…” “No, Asher.” My father cut in. "Let her go.” “But…” “Let her g
He ignored Kendrick entirely, his eyes fixed on me. "Ms. Nilah is an honored guest of the Blackwood Estate," he announced, his voice ringing out across the terrace. "Her contributions to the field of silver-poisoning research are the reason this auction is even possible. She requires no invitation
Nilah's Pov I slowly released Geraldine’s collar, my fingers lingering for a second as if I were considering snapping it instead. I turned my head to face the person who had just spoken. Coming toward us from inside the hall were Kendrick and Stephanie, they were still holding each other, Stephan
Nilah's Pov. In my past life, during this time, I wanted to attend an auction at one of the most famous places in the country. BlackWood Manor. However, Kendrick stopped me from attending. He said that there was no need for me to go, it didn't help that somehow, I fell sick on that day. I later fo







