ASHER’s POV.
Black long hair cascading down her back, eyes that looked like the ocean had come to me, slim yet I could see her curves from the pair of shorts and shirt she wore. Her lips are full and sultry, she was a beauty to behold. This is the perfect description of the woman seated beside me as I drive to her house. When Enid called and told me earlier about a human in Raven’s peak, I told her to send me her address. Yes, we have a lot of humans in Raven’s peak but all of them were aware of the rules and didn’t act out of the ordinary but I am sure this journalist wouldn’t do that. I had a background check done on her and I found out who she was and why she had come here. It’s not my duty to keep her safe but something inside of me wanted to and that’s why I decided to come for her myself to keep her safe.. I have come across daring young ladies and none of them ended well. You could say raven’s peak is particular about who we let in. Three years ago, I set some form of new rules and everyone has been following it until now. I will hate to kill this beautiful lady beside me if she chooses to flaunt my orders. Seated beside me, I can’t help but feel a sense of familiarity towards her but I am sure I have never seen her before. She is just a weak human who has come to check out the town but that didn’t stop the feeling though. It definitely isn’t love at first sight because I can have any woman I so wish.. “So tell me” her words cut into my mind, “who made you king of the town? Enid told me” “You do not want to know” I answer nonchalantly, “now shush” “Why do you keep speaking to me like you know me though?” She is a stubborn type, the type who wouldn’t listen to instructions. “Because I could kill you right now and no one will ever find your body” This is meant to put a kind of fear into her but instead a slight frown appears on her forehead. “Do you go about threatening everyone like this, Mr Asher?” I don’t bother answering her as I pull up in front of her gate. Looking back at the watch on my wrist, I let out a sigh. I have less than twenty minutes to get her to safety or risk sniffing the life out of her which clearly wouldn’t be my fault but the moon goddess for what she did to me. People call her omniscient and worship her but I hate her even though she owns my life. I have seen a few humans who say they hate their God too, who say he lets them suffer without gaining happiness in the world and believe me the feeling is mutual. I chose to follow the ways of my father and take the moon goddess as my maker, if I had known i would have followed mum to church every Sunday and maybe I wouldn’t be in this endless cycle of pain and suffering for the sin I committed three years ago. People see me and marvel at the fact that a halfling like me could wield the amount of power that I do. None of them believed I could until I showed them that the wolf in me was sleeping and not weak. In the history of Raven’s peak, I am the strongest alpha to have ever emerged despite having the blood of my human mother running through my veins. “You seem to think a lot” her voice cut into my reverie again. “You are home now” I tell her, “go in and make sure to lock your door” “What are you? My dad?” Ember rolls her eyes, “I can choose to leave my door open if I so wish or are you like a pervert?” I grip the steering wheel tighter, why the heck is she this way? I only met her a few minutes ago and it’s like I have known her all my life.. a pain in my ass. Maybe I should have let her there to be devoured by any of the werewolves who wouldn’t be able to hold themselves. I can’t help but scoff at this thought of mine, she isn’t safe with me either. In a few minutes, the curse is going to take over and I am going…..no, I shouldn’t even think of that. “Tell me” Ember leans forward, “are you interested in me?” “Hell, no” I roll my eyes, “now get down” “Well, thank you for bringing me home Mr Asher. Let me buy you coffee some time to show my appreciation” “I leave for L.A tomorrow. Get ready, I will take a detour and bring you home. I do not want you in raven’s peak” A slight frown creeps up on her face, she clearly doesn’t like the sound of that. “I didn’t come to want to leave the next day, sir” “Believe me, this is not the place for you to be” “I can take care of myself” she is no longer smiling like she was earlier, “I came here for work and I won’t let anything dispute that fact. This could finally be the big break I have been waiting for all my life and you are just telling me to leave? Who do you think you are to tell me to leave? You are the supposed king of this town but that doesn’t mean you can tell people to leave just because you feel uncomfortable with it. I got the right permission before I came here, if you want me to leave you can approach the people who sent me here” Okay, she is a feisty little woman but I do not have the time to banter words with her..I can already feel my wolf begging to be released from inside of me, I can already feel the power surging through my body. “I can get the higher ups to tell you to leave if I so wish, Ember” I tell her, “but I have to leave now. You can choose to leave your door open or close, it’s your business. I have some place I have to be” Rolling her eyes, she opens the car and steps out before popping her head through the window. “I always thought you were a respectable man ever since I heard about you but well, you are no more than those jerks” Hissing loudly, she turns around and storms off into her gate. What? A jerk? I am trying to keep her safe and I am the jerk? Closing my eyes, I massage the space between my brows lightly. I should hold Enid responsible for even telling me about her, that beta of mine needs a serious warning from my end. The watch on my wrist starts to beep and I immediately jerk the car back to life. I will deal with her later but for now, I need to get the fuck out of here. My phone starts to ring instantly and seeing the name that pops up, I click on the receive button. “Alpha” Manny’s voice filters through, “I have prepared everything you asked” “Good, I am on my way” “Okay alpha” “Send some human guards to keep the journalist safe, no harm should come to her before the break of dawn” “Yes” I end my call while a sigh leaves my lips…who the hell is Ember Wellesley?POV: Ember I’m standing before the vault in Raven’s Peak, Asher at my side. The steel door hums, vibrating under my palm, the crescent carvings glowing faintly. Grandma and Lupa are back at the Big House, guarding the pups, but the Order’s hunters are close, and we’re out of time. My Moon Eyes spark, urging me forward, but Asher’s Skinwalker senses are on edge. “We go in together,” Asher says, voice firm, punching the code into the keypad. The door groans open, but a pulse of energy stops us. A voice—not human, ancient—echoes from inside. “Only the Moon Eyes may enter.” I glance at Asher, heart racing. “What the hell?” He grabs my arm, eyes fierce. “Ember, don’t. We don’t know what’s in there.” “I have to,” I say, voice steady. “It’s calling me. Stay here, cover the entrance.” He hesitates, then nods. “I’m right outside. Yell if you need me.” I step inside, the door sealing behind me. The vault’s dim, a single pedestal glowing, holding the scroll. A figure appears—A
POV: Asher. I’m sprinting through Brooklyn’s docks, heart pounding, Skinwalker spark blazing as I track Ember’s scent. The burner phone from Donavan’s aide led me here—Pier 7, red warehouse. My senses scream she’s in danger, and my Moon Eyes vision from earlier showed me running, so I know she sees me coming. I shift mid-stride, bones snapping, fur erupting, wolf form tearing free. The warehouse looms ahead, and I move lightning-fast, time bending around me. “Ember!” I snarl through my comm, voice half-growl. “Hold on!” Her voice crackles back, strained. “Asher, hurry! Enid’s got me tied up!” I hit the warehouse door, claws shredding metal. Inside, Ember’s zip-tied to a chair, Enid smirking in front of her, a cloaked figure with glowing eyes standing slightly ahead, blade raised. Two goons aim guns, but my Skinwalker power surges—time slows, their movements sluggish. “Who’s this?” Enid snaps, spinning toward me. I don’t answer, launching forward, jaws snapping. The cloak
POV: Grandma Nightshade I’m at the Moon Room’s crescent table, standing in for Asher as the Nightshade council convenes, the air thick with worry. The elders—five stern faces—stare me down, while wolves and humans from Raven’s Peak crowd the benches, muttering about Asher and Ember’s absence in New York. Rowan and Caelen are safe in the nursery with Lupa, but the pack’s on edge, especially the humans who hold fast to Thane’s vision of coexistence. My revolver’s holstered, but my voice carries his strength.“Quiet!” I bark, silencing the room. “Asher and Ember haven’t abandoned us. They’re in New York, chasing the Order to protect the vault.”A human, Sarah, stands, voice shaky. “They left us, Grandma! After Aiden, the breaches—how do we trust they’re coming back?”“They’re fighting for you,” I snap. “For Thane’s dream—humans and wolves together. The Order wants the vault’s spirit loose to destroy that.”Jaxon, a wolf, growls from the back. “Then why’s our Alpha not here? Humans are s
Pov: Asher.I slam the gas, our sedan screaming across the Brooklyn Bridge, the two SUVs hot on our tail. Ember’s in the passenger seat, knife out, her Moon Eyes glowing as she tracks them. My Skinwalker spark hums, sharpening my senses. I swerve, cutting off the lead SUV, forcing it to skid against the railing. The second one tries to flank us, but I brake hard, boxing them in.“Got you,” I growl, throwing the car into park. “Ember, stay here.”“Asher, don’t!” she snaps, grabbing my arm. “They’re armed!”“No time,” I say, jumping out. The lead SUV’s driver steps out, a cloaked figure, blade gleaming. My spark flares, and I shift—bones snap, fur erupts, wolf form tearing free. I lunge, jaws closing on his throat. He screams, then goes silent, blood pooling.“Get back!” the second figure yells, scrambling into their SUV. The other two follow, tires screeching as they peel out, disappearing into the city.I shift back, human again, panting, blood on my hands. A flash catches my eye—a Ne
POV: Ember.I burst into the safehouse kitchen, my Moon Eyes vision still burning—my parents’ murder, no robbery but a hit. Asher’s at the table with Grandma, the glowing scroll between them. Lupa’s nearby, checking a tablet with security feeds. My hands shake, but my voice is steady. “My parents—Mark and Sarah—they were murdered in New York. It wasn’t random. They knew about the vault.”Asher’s head snaps up, eyes sharp. “What? How do you know?”“Vision,” I say, gripping my knife. “Moon Eyes showed me. Men in masks, asking about a key. They killed them, called it a robbery. But it was targeted.”Grandma leans forward, face grim. “Mark and Sarah… your folks were Raven’s Peak born, Ember. They left before you were born, said New York was safer.”“Safer?” I scoff, anger flaring. “They’re dead because of this place! What did they know?”Lupa sets the tablet down, voice low. “Your parents were keepers, Ember. Descendants of the first Nightshades who sealed the vault with Thane and Lucas.
POV: Asher I’m rushing through the Big House’s lower halls, Ember right beside me, her knife out, both of us still buzzing from Tom’s words—*the vault’s vibrating*. My Glock’s in hand, my Skinwalker senses tingling, sharper after training. The guards trail us, their radios crackling, reporting no breaches, but my gut says this isn’t normal. We hit the vault door, a massive steel slab carved with crescent moons, humming like a live wire. “What the hell’s causing that?” Ember asks, her Moon Eyes glinting as she scans the door. “No clue,” I say, punching the code into the keypad. “But we’re finding out.” The door groans open, the hum louder now, vibrating in my chest. Inside, the vault’s lined with locked cases—secrets of Raven’s Peak, treaties, tech. At the center, a pedestal holds a glowing scroll, pulsing like a heartbeat. I freeze. “That wasn’t here before.” Ember steps closer, eyes narrowing. “It’s… calling us. My sight’s going crazy.” I nod, feeling my Skinwalker spa