JOHN I tried to steady my breathing, but my thoughts were racing like a storm. Elvis had been shot with an arrow, and deep down, I knew Giovanni was responsible. The thought made my chest tighten. Once this ritual was over, I would find him no matter what.“Sacred smoke, cleanse my spirit. As you rise, take away the darkness around me. Fill me with your light and pure presence,” the Pack Witch said in an old voice with her eyes closed and her hands spread apart as the fragrant smoke curled into the air. This cleansing prayer was the first step of the ritual, an important part before any magic could begin.“Where is she?” she asked sharply, her eyes scanning the cold, shadowy clearing as the trees rustled in the wind.I sighed."Continue the ritual without her. She might not come at all… or she’ll be late," I said quietly, folding my hands in front of me. My head was bowed, my voice was shaking and my heart as I stood near Harry.He lay motionless on the wooden structure designed to l
EVELYNI ran as fast as I could, my legs burning with every step. Sand flew up behind me, kicked by my frantic pace. There was no time to stop, no time to think. The Pack didn’t have taxis to make this easier so I had to rely on my own speed. I had to reach the Pack witch’s house before it was too late.Diane’s words echoed in my mind. From her tone, it was clear she already knew why I was coming. I couldn’t afford to underestimate her not when my son’s life was at stake."Fuck," I gasped, stumbling to a stop. I leaned against the wall, one hand bracing myself on the wall while the other clutched my chest. My breath came in ragged gulps, sweat dripping down my face like a summer storm.Scent filled the air like cedar, but stronger. It wrapped around me with an unsettling warmth, making my skin prickle. A shiver ran down my spine. Something unnatural was happening, I could feel it.In front of me, my son sat on rough wooden logs, his small hands clasped together as he trembled. He was
EVEYLN."What were you planning? Were you trying to hide it from me?" I asked, as I demanded answers.I dipped the cotton ball into the iodine, the strong smell stinging my nose, and gently dabbed it on his wound. He flinched, sucking in a breath through clenched teeth as the pain hit him like a blade. The small, circular wounds on his stomach were deep, too deep. Were his claws really that sharp? That long?"And you can't make it heal?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Sure, a deep cut like this takes time, but don’t worry your healing powers will speed it up."The memory strike me like a shock. I had heard that sharp sound just before everything went dark. Now, as I cleaned the wounds, more blood oozed out. This was my fault. He was hurt because of me, because he tried to save me when I foolishly broke the ritual’s rules."Ouch," he muttered, wincing in pain. I sighed softly, my heart sinking as I reached for a plaster from the first aid box. Carefully, I pressed it over the wound, hop
DIANE POV"Ms. Diane," Andrew said coldly, "I've told you over and over, I'm done with your games."I rolled my eyes and tightened my grip on the phone. "Is this because I wouldn’t sleep with you? Gosh, am I going to keep fucking you just to get something in return?" My voice was harsh, but his silence only made me more annoyed. Typical Andrew, always brooding when things didn’t go his way.I scoffed, shaking my head. "You're such a headache," I muttered. A dark thought crept in, maybe I should get rid of him before he ruins everything. Before he exposes my plans.Without waiting for a reply, I hung up and tossed the phone onto the counter. The smell of sizzling onions filled the space, grounding me. I forced a smile and stepped into the kitchen, hiding the storm inside me.Vera turned from the stove, spatula in hand, her face brightening when she saw me. "Come on, honey," she said cheerfully.But my smile? Fake. Just a mask. Because deep down, I knew one day, Vera wouldn’t be on my s
DIANE POV"Gosh, this is perfect! Why didn’t I think of it before?" I murmured, excitement lighting up my voice as I stared at my reflection. A wide grin spread across my face.I slid open the drawer of my makeup table and pulled out the menthol tear stick. It looked just like an ordinary lipstick no one would ever guess its real purpose."Today’s the day," I whispered, turning the small tube in my fingers. Their meeting was happening. The perfect opportunity. I hadn’t attended one in ages, but this time would be different.Standing outside the building, my heart drummed softly in my chest. The room was part of the palace’s outer wing. My steps echoed as I approached the door.Before stepping inside, I carefully swiped the tear stick beneath my eyes, the cool sensation tingling against my skin. I adjusted the black headwrap around my hair, tilting my head slightly downward. I pushed the door open.Silence.Their conversations stopped mid-sentence. Every pair of eyes turned to me, the
EVEYLN"Leave this pack, Evelyn!" a woman shouted as my heart began beating looking around to see angry faces staring at me."It's your fault our Luna is under attack!" another yelled, her face red with anger."You’re a disgrace to all women!" In the crowd, a woman held up a rough sign. It showed a poorly drawn figure labeled "Evelyn," with a thick red 'X' slashed across it. The paint was smeared and angry, just like the people holding it.Eggs smashed against our iron gate, their yolks dripping down in streaks of yellow and white. I stood frozen, watching the mess spread as the metallic clang of each hit mixed with the furious chants.At least thirty women filled the street, their voices merging into a harsh rhythm. "Evelyn, leave! Evelyn, leave!"Their anger was deafening, but I refused to cover my ears. I fought the urge to flinch or look away. That would feel like I'm being disrespectful to them."Enough... stop.""Move back!"The bodyguards spread their arms wide. They stood fir
JOHNI burst into the mansion, my footsteps echoing through the hall. My chest rose and fell as I fought to control the anger threatening to take over. Just as I was about to head straight to Diane’s room, the smell of roasted chicken and herbs drifted from the dining room, catching my attention.Inside, Charles and Vera sat at the table, calmly eating, the quiet clink of their forks against their plates filling the space.I clenched my fists at my sides, forcing myself to stay calm. The anger burned inside me, but I couldn’t let it show. Not yet.“Hey, son, is everything okay?” Vera asked. She turned in her chair, looking at me with concern. My sudden entrance had clearly disrupted their peaceful dinner.“No, Mum,” I bellowed. I stepped closer, scanning the room. “Where’s Diane?”Vera frowned slightly and set down her fork. “She just left,” she said gently. “She said she’d be back this evening. Why do you ask, son? Come and have something to eat.” Was it Aria’s place she went to, or
JOHN"Yes, boss," Andrew muttered. "He was found dead this morning. Luckily, not everyone in the pack saw it."I stared at Chino's lifeless body on the forest floor. Blood trickled from the side of his head, forming a dark pool below him. The wound was obvious, a bullet had gone straight through his skull. Had it been he never escaped he wouldn't have been dead, now look and I have to question him."Any idea who did this?" I asked, my voice tight with anger.Andrew shook his head, his face serious. "My guess? Probably animal hunters.""No," I growled. "Remember I banned all pack members from hunting after that werewolf was killed by mistake. They wouldn’t dare break my rules." "Get the car ready," I said firmly. "We’re going to see someone."Andrew hesitated before speaking. "If you're thinking about meeting Giovanni, he’s not in town right now," he said cautiously."Where did he go?" I asked, narrowing my eyes."I'm not sure," Andrew admitted with a slight shrug. "But his men told
EVELYN I stayed hidden in at the side of the female restroom, holding my breath as he walked away. His eyes scanned the hallway left, then right but he never saw me. My heart pounded as I replayed the conversation I’d overheard. So that’s why he’s been so restless. The weight of the secret pressed down on me. It wasn’t just his burden, it was Mimi’s life at stake as I clenched my fists. Should I confront him? Or stay quiet?I had wanted to stay at the hospital until Mimi woke up, but John placed a hand on my shoulder.“She’ll be fine,” he said, his voice calm. “We’ll all come back when she wakes up. Harn will stay with her in the meantime.”The car ride back to the Pack was quiet. No one spoke a word until we arrived. As we stepped out, Andrew rushed toward us, his face pale.“B-Boss,” he stammered, breathless. “Giovanni is here to see you.”My eyes widened as I turned to John. He raised his eyebrows, calm as ever, while I shifted my gaze to Andrew.“Where is he?” I asked.Andrew til
EVEYLNI stood stiffly, arms crossed tight over my chest, unable to bring myself to sit beside John on the bench. My eyes stayed fixed on the clinic door, silently begging it to open.Solomon paced nearby, his shoes tapping nervously against the floor. His chest rose and fell in shallow breaths, like he was holding something back. I’d never seen his face so tense, his brows knotted with a worry that seemed deeper than mine like he knew her in a way I didn’t.The door finally creaked open."She survived it," Harn said, stepping out with a grin stretching across his face."Just thank the goddess she was brought in early," Harn said. "It looks like she was rushed here right after she slit her wrist."I let out a long, shaky sigh. The weight of everything finally hit me.Solomon stepped forward, facing Harn with urgency in his eyes. "Please... can we see her?" he asked, voice barely above a whisper.I glanced at John. He only smirked, shook his head slightly, then got to his feet without
JOHN"Can I ask you something, Andrew?" I said, my voice low.He sat frozen, head bowed, shoulders trembling like he'd been caught in a storm. Drops of sweat trickled down his forehead."Is it true you've been sleeping with Diane?"His head snapped up. His eyes widened, lips parted, like the truth had sucker-punched him. Guilt danced in his expression as he hadn’t expected me to know, not about this. Not something that happened right under my roof.I'd overheard them last night, Diane hissing accusations at him, angry that he'd pulled away after she gave herself to him multiple times. The words were sharp, too sharp to ignore. My chest has felt tight since then. I couldn’t believe it. Andrew, my beta, my closest ally doing that to me?I exhaled slowly, placing my hands on the table to calm myself down.""I'm... sorry... I'm sorry, Alpha. Please, forgive me..." he choked out, collapsing to his knees.His hands trembled as they clutched the floor, his voice cracking under the weight of
EVEYLN“So, you’re telling me that…” Simone’s voice trailed off as we sat down in the lobby of the company.“Yes,” I said, settling into the chair beside him. “And don’t worry, I’m still going to keep working here.”Simone scoffed lightly, though there was a little of sadness in his eyes. “Of course you will. You think I’d just let you walk away from this place?”I gave him a faint smile. “As long as it’s for your kids and Giovanni doesn’t see a problem with it, then I’ll approve,” he added.I let out a quiet sigh. “I’ve noticed something, Simone.”He glanced over, curious. “What?”“Why don’t you come visit me at Silvermoon Pack?”He lifted his coffee cup, eyes avoiding mine. “Personal reasons,” he muttered before taking a sip.“I knew it,” I said, crossing my arms. “There’s no way you’d stay away this long unless something was wrong. The kids miss you, in case you didn’t realize.”Simone let out a soft chuckle. “I’m really glad Harry’s better. That little guy went through more than m
EVEYLNI was in the kitchen, making sandwiches, just enough for John, Vera, and me. Once I finished, I set them out on the table and took a seat with mine.Halfway through my sandwich, John walked in and sat across from me. I put my spoon down and looked at him.“Hey,” I said, nodding toward the phone on the counter. “Call Bea and tell Harry you’re busy.”John frowned and shook his head. “I don’t lie like you do,” he said flatly.I sneered but didn’t bother replying. He picked up his sandwich and took a bite, keeping his eyes on me.“You made these, didn’t you?” he asked, chewing.I rolled my eyes. “Whatever.”I was nearly done with mine, so I grabbed a glass of warm milk and drank it in one go. The glass hit the table with a loud thud. "“I didn’t eat last night because of you,” I said, crossing my arms.“And that’s my fault?” John pointed at himself, eyes wide.I nodded. “I was expecting you to bring the food to my room. What? Were you scared of your wife?”He let out a dry laugh. “
EVELYN What kind of meeting had that been? And why was everyone so fixated on John?I was just about to slide into the back seat when Solomon opened the door for me. Before I could get in, Darwin stepped forward, his hand catching the edge of the door.Solomon tensed, ready to shove him back, but I gave a quick shake of my head to stop him.Darwin flashed a smug grin.“What do you want?” I asked, crossing my arms and staring him down.He clutched his chest dramatically, like he was in pain. “That girl, ma’am. You’ve no idea how much it hurts not seeing her for nearly five days now.”My fingers twitched with the urge to slap him, but I settled for pressing a finger against his chest hard like that would change anything not knowing it would make him even more creepy.“It’s her life,” I said coldly. “And this is where you back off.”His smirk didn’t fade. “Or what?”I let out a sharp scoff. “She’s a child, Darwin. Don’t you have any shame?”Even as I spoke, I couldn’t figure out why I w
Giovanni’s voice rang out as he stood. Romain slowly turned his head toward him, confusion spread across his face.He stared at Giovanni like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing because why would Giovanni, of all people, be siding with John? After all, he had been the one to approach Romain with the very idea.Giovanni simply offered him a small smile.“Do you have a reason for your objection?” Romain asked, voice laced with suspicion.Giovanni nodded once, composed.John stared at him from across the room, brow furrowed. There was no trust in his expression, only confusion. The two of them were enemies. Why defend him now?“I understand the concern,” Giovanni began smoothly, addressing the council. “No one here wants to see the name of the New York City Council dragged through the mud. But removing an Alpha and stripping him of his voice and position, based on nothing but rumors? That’s not justice. That’s recklessness.”He let the words settle before continuing.“If we accuse hi
Gasps and murmurs rippled through the room at Alpha Romain’s announcement. No one had expected such a thing would be the first that he would say.Evelyn turned to John, eyes wide. He met her gaze.Of course, the first name that came to his mind was Giovanni.John had recently learned they’d been spending time together, Giovanni and Romain. It didn’t take much to guess what might have happened behind closed doors. Giovanni had influence, and Romain? Romain had a reputation for corruption. Bribe him, flatter him, and the man would hand over the moon if asked.“John…” Evelyn said softly, as her voice laced with concern.He sighed, and smiled at her like he was okay with it.“Not only because of the madness he just displayed tonight,” Alpha Romain continued, his tone dripping with disdain, “but there are rumors circulating which claim that he’s corrupt. That his Pack has grown weak.”A quiet stir passed through the hall, Evelyn scoffed under her breath, unable to hold it back.Coming fro
Evelyn took a deep breath and sank into the seat reserved for both her and John, right at the front, in the curved center of the U-shaped arrangement. It was a place meant for attention, and she felt every pair of eyes burning into her skin.“Wow, some couples can really be rude,” Darwin’s voice rang out again. “I was just greeting you both. What’s my offense now?”Neither John nor Evelyn gave him the satisfaction of a reply. She kept her gaze straight ahead, her jaw was clenched trying to ignore the weight of the stares she felt pressing on her from all directions.What she didn’t know was just how many of them, mostly men, were looking at her, whispering behind cupped hands and cocky grins.Until one voice cut through, loud and clear.“Is this the bitch from the nightclub?”“She’s the one? Damn... she’s gorgeous.”“She’s still a bitch,” another voice sneered. “If John hadn’t stepped in, we could’ve shared her that night.”Evelyn’s fists clenched at her sides. Her face turned toward