เข้าสู่ระบบRyder's POV
I was furious when Luna called about Ash's dreams. My hands shook as I gripped the phone. "Prophetic dreams? Are you serious right now?"
"Ryder calm down. I know this is hard but we need to take it seriously."
"Hard? It is insane. Have we not dealt with enough prophecies? Our parents fulfilled their destiny. Our generation fulfilled ours. Can the next generation not just live normal lives?"
"You know it does not work that way."
I di
Ryder's POVI was furious when Luna called about Ash's dreams. My hands shook as I gripped the phone. "Prophetic dreams? Are you serious right now?""Ryder calm down. I know this is hard but we need to take it seriously.""Hard? It is insane. Have we not dealt with enough prophecies? Our parents fulfilled their destiny. Our generation fulfilled ours. Can the next generation not just live normal lives?""You know it does not work that way."I did know. Deep down I knew exactly how it worked. The supernatural world attracted destiny like a magnet. Power called to power. Danger followed significance.But that did not mean I had to like it."Call an emergency family meeting," I said through gritted teeth. "Everyone. Today.""Ryder it is already evening. People have plans.""I do not care about plans. If there is a real threat coming we need to discuss it now. Before it is too late."Luna sighed. "Fine. I
Skylar's POVI was not sure if seeing Ross and Myron's spirits was real or grief induced hallucination. Part of me wondered if my mind had finally broken under the weight of loss.But I did not care. Real or not it brought comfort. That was all that mattered.I continued writing with renewed energy. The memoir flowed more easily now like someone had unlocked a dam inside me. Words poured onto pages faster than I could process them.The spirits visited occasionally. Always brief. Always gentle. Always encouraging.Ross appeared while I wrote about our first kiss. "You are making me sound like a better kisser than I was," he teased. His translucent form flickered with amusement."You were terrible at first," I agreed. "But you learned fast.""I had excellent teachers." He winked and faded before I could respond.Myron showed up when I described our wedding. "You looked so beautiful that day," he said softly. "I coul
Skylar's POVI sat at the desk in my room with a blank journal before me. The leather cover was smooth under my fingers. Pages crisp and waiting for words I did not know if I could write.But I had to try. For Ross. For Myron. For everyone who needed to know their story was real not just a legend.I picked up the pen. Let it hover over the first page. The blank space felt intimidating and endless. Where did I even start?"Just write the truth," I whispered to myself. "Start at the beginning."My hand moved across the page. Shaky at first then steadier. "My name is Skylar Hawkins and this is the story of how a wolfless girl became a Prima. How she fell in love with two alpha brothers and helped change the world."The words stared back at me. Simple. Direct. True.I kept writing. Let the memories pour out through the pen onto paper. Each sentence brought the past rushing back with startling clarity.Meeting Ross and
Luna's POVI watched my mother slowly and painfully learn to exist without her mates. It was not healing. Not really. The grief was still raw and the loss still unbearable.But she was fighting. Trying to honour Ross and Myron's memory by living as they wanted her to. That had to count for something.She started small. Getting out of bed without help. Eating full meals without forcing her. Taking walks through Moonfall territory like she used to.Each tiny victory felt monumental. Ryder and I celebrated them privately while Kai watched from wherever he flickered in and out. Mom barely noticed our relief."She ate the whole plate," Aria whispered one morning. Relief flooded her face. "That is the first time in three weeks.""Thank the gods." I squeezed my wife's hand. "I was starting to think we would lose her too.""She is stronger than she thinks. She just needs time to remember that."I wanted to fix this. Make
Skylar's POVThe silence in my mind was deafening. For seventy five years I had Ross and Myron's presence in my thoughts. Their emotions colored mine. Their love was a constant warmth.Now there was nothing. Just empty space where they used to be. I felt amputated and incomplete. Broken in a way that could not be healed.I touched my chest where the soul bond used to pulse. The area felt hollow. Dead. Like my heart had stopped beating but my body forgot to die.The first days after Myron's death were the hardest. I barely ate. Could not sleep. Every time I closed my eyes I saw their faces.Ross's smile. Myron's steady gaze. The way they looked at me was like I was their entire world.Gone. Both of them are gone.Myron's funeral happened three days later. I went through it in a daze. Unable to fully process that I had buried both my mates within a week.People spoke. Said beautiful things about Myron's strength and
Skylar's POVI found Myron collapsed on our bedroom floor. His body was crumpled in a way that made my heart stop. He clutched his chest and his face was grey."Myron!" I dropped beside him. Shook his shoulders. "Stay with me. Please stay with me."His eyes fluttered but did not open. His breathing was shallow and uneven. Through the bond, I felt his heart stuttering and failing."Help!" I screamed toward the hallway. "Someone get the healers now!"Footsteps pounded through the house. Ryder burst in first followed by healers who must have still been nearby after the funeral.They worked frantically. Checked his pulse. Listened to his heart. Gave him herbs that should have stabilised him.But nothing worked. Myron's heart was failing and not just from age. The trauma of losing Ross was literally killing him."The soul bond severance is too much," one healer said quietly. "His body cannot handle the shock.""
Skylar's POVThe photo of Luna Sheila bound and terrified burned itself into my mind. Ross's mother who had welcomed me with open arms and defended our bond and treated me like the daughter she never had.They had taken her from Moonfall's territory. From under our protection. The Purge Initiative
Ross's POVThe funeral pyre burned through the night and I watched flames consume my father's body until nothing remained but ash and smoke. Beside me, Myron stood rigid and silent while Skylar held both our hands in the darkness.Luna Sheila had not moved from where s
Skylar's POVThe world moved in slow motion as I watched Alpha Rhys fall. One moment he was standing strong and protective over us and the next he was crumpling to the ground with the Moonstone dagger buried in his chest."No!"Luna Sheila's scream tore th
Skylar's POVThe air crackled with tension so thick I could taste it like copper on my tongue. Thousands of lycan warriors faced hundreds of werewolf alphas and their guards in a standoff that could turn into slaughter with one wrong move.I stepped forward and positioned myself between the two ar







