LOGINDerek’s POV I finally dragged myself back to my chambers, more out of necessity than desire. My leg throbbed relentlessly, the pain reminding me of how far past my limit I’d pushed myself these past few days. The moment I got into the quiet space and sat at the edge of the bed, the thoughts I had been trying to avoid all day by busying myself with Fiona’s rescue caught up with me.Revealing that I wasn’t blind? God, what a reckless move.For years, I had let my blindness be my armor, the greatest weapon any wolf can ever ask for, a shield as well as camouflage. It had given me the freedom to observe people for whom they truly are, as they were always their real selves around me because they believed I couldn’t see them. And it made my judgment easier and faster.But now? Now the armor was off, and the veil was torn, I wasn’t sure what life would look like.Would the allied packs call me deceitful for leading with a lie? Or would they rather call me brave for choosing to live crippl
Derek’s POVI paced the length of the courtyard corridor restlessly, ignoring the stabbing pain that shot up my leg with every step and Mara’s voice that followed me like an irritating sound I couldn’t mute.“Alpha, you need to be in bed. You’re tearing the muscles worse than they already are,” she said for what seemed like the hundredth time, standing by the window with her arms crossed.“I don’t need bed rest,” I snapped, my voice carrying the weight of my anxiety. “What I need is news.”I heard her heave out deeply before going on to say, “I trust Zeal would be able to bring back Fiona; you should trust that as well. Fiona will be fine.”Honestly, I wanted to trust that, but every second she was out there felt like eternity seeping away my sanity, and to make matters worse, my mind kept replaying a thousand versions of scenarios of what could’ve happened to her, each one worse than the last. I ground my teeth hard until my head ached as I thought about how I might not be able to f
Fiona’s POVThe sound of the hooves grew louder with each passing second, the sharp neighs of the horses rolling through the forest, shaking the air around me. Derek’s warriors were closing in fast on us, too fast for me to think of a next move.Miles didn’t move from where he sat on the rock by the stream. His posture was still very much calm and relaxed, as if the sound didn’t bother him in the least. Meanwhile, my mind was spinning, and my heart slammed so hard against my ribs it felt like it was begging to break free and run on its own since I clearly wasn’t ready to make a move.I paced the clearing restlessly, placing one hand on my waist and the other brushing through my hair. His offer rang in my head in a tempting manner and an easy way out of the moment, but I had to choose between running from my pain and facing it head-on. “I need time,” I said finally, halting in my tracks. My voice was more controlled than I felt. “Everything’s happening too fast, Miles. I can’t make
Fiona’s POVI rode for what felt like forever, the cold wind cutting against my cheeks as if it was trying to slap some sense into me. I rode hard for, let’s say, two hours before I finally slowed down, the pounding of the hooves giving way to my heavy breathing.Both of us were exhausted—physically, emotionally, maybe even spiritually, who knows?I’d managed to lose Derek’s warriors somewhere between the mountain pass and the woods by taking paths that I was sure only I was familiar with because in my earlier days as a Luna in Moonveil, I was always out of the territory, touring and improving my horse-riding skills.The path was a narrow trail hidden under thick ferns and fallen branches that no sane rider would dare. For once, being reckless worked in my favor.I was alone, finally. That was exactly what I wanted, or so I told myself.The silence closed in around me in a way that was not so comforting, like I envisioned it. I didn’t have a real plan beyond getting away from Derek an
Derek’s POV “Get me a horse!” I roared, my voice tearing through the air in a raw, desperate manner. “Zeal, get me a damn horse now!”I kept screaming like a record stuck on replay—demanding for a horse, ordering warriors to move, shouting for the gates to be shut—anything, everything that could possibly stop Fiona from leaving. I didn’t stop till my voice thinned out completely and all that came out of my mouth was air. I staggered back, and before I could catch myself, the pain in my leg exploded—white-hot, blinding, and impossible to fight. The world seemed to tilt under my feet, and my knees gave out.“Alpha!” Zeal’s panicked voice sounded distant, then I felt a strong-arm catch me before I could slam into the floor. It was Zeal’s. He lowered me slowly, keeping my head from hitting the dirt as I groaned deeply from another wave of pain that traveled through my body.“Go after her,” I gasped between the shallow breaths that escaped my lips rapidly. “Get warriors. Track her down.
Fiona’s POVI was tightening the saddle straps on my horse when I heard slow, uneven steps marching in from behind me. I didn’t need to turn to know it was him, as the air always seemed to shift into something I couldn’t quite explain whenever he was around.“I would have you arrested if you try to leave,” he said, his voice low but stern enough to silence the murmurs of the warriors around.My hands froze on the leather straps. Around us, the stable hands and warriors stood still, unsure whether to step in or stay out of it. But of course, they weren’t stupid—no one wanted to get caught between their Alpha and Luna. So one by one, they quietly dropped what they were doing and slipped out, until only Derek, Zeal, and I were left.I didn’t bother turning around to him as I asked, “On what charges?” In a flat tone. “Wanting to save my people? Trying to end a war you’ve been dragging out to feed your personal vendetta?”“On the charges of stupidity,” Derek said, his voice bubbling with







