Chapter 121: A Mother's CryPOV: Sophia (sleeping) and LucasThe last thing I felt were warm arms embracing me.Safe arms.I was so tired… so broken…My head was resting on a firm chest. I could still feel my tears on my cheeks, still hear my own cries resounding in my head. But everything was gradually fading. The world was becoming silent.The scent surrounding me was familiar… Lucas.He held me carefully, as though I would shatter. And I wondered if I already had.I ceased to struggle. I let the darkness take me.I slept.Lucas's POVI looked down at Sophia in my arms.She had finally slept. Her breathing was slow and soft now, but her face still showed the pain. Tears streaked her cheeks even in sleep.My heart ached within me.I didn't hesitate, taking off my jacket and gently placing it over her, covering her small body.She was cold. Shivering a little.I held my arms closer around her."I got you," I whispered, as though she could still hear me. "I won't let anything happen to
Chapter 122POV: Lucas"Where's my Damon?" his mother screamed.Her voice startled me.It wasn't anger in her voice.It was fear.It was heartbreak.It seems as if she have felt it, that mother and son bond. She had knownI attempted to speak, but nothing came out.How could I ever say it?How could I ever say the words that Damon… Damon had dissapeared…She stepped closer, her hand grasping my arm in a tight hold.Her fingers dug into my skin."Lucas, where is my son?!" she shrieked again, her voice cracking.I hung my head.I couldn't face her.I felt ashamed, helpless.At last, I whispered, my voice barely a whisper, "He… he disappeared."The words left my mouth and filled the whole room with silence.Heavy, icy silence.I could hear my own heartbeat in my ears.At first, Damon's mom just stood there.Still.Frozen.Then she screamed.A cry so naked, so distraught, it constricted my chest.It was the wail of a mother losing her child.Cara cried out beside her, her hand to her mout
Chapter 123: Blame POV: Sophia The room was so quiet that I could hear my own breathing. I sat on the bed, hugging my knees tightly to my chest. My heart felt heavy, like a stone pressing down on me. I kept staring at the door, hoping, praying, that Damon would walk through it. But he didn’t. Cara sat beside me, her hand gently rubbing my back. She didn’t say anything. Maybe because she knew that no words could fix the emptiness I felt inside. I don’t know why she is here, I don’t know her plan again. The door creaked open. I lifted my head slowly. It was Damon’s mother. Her eyes were red, her face twisted with anger and sadness at the same time. She walked into the room slowly, her steps heavy like she was carrying the weight of the whole world. I swallowed hard. She stood at the foot of the bed, looking at me like I was a stranger. I opened my mouth to say something, but no words came out. And then she spoke. A cold, sharp voice that stabbed me right in the chest. “It
Chapter One hundred and twenty four : Her True FeelingsI was sitting alone in the backyard, huddled in my knees.The cold wind caressed my skin, but I didn't care.My heart was already colder than the night.I was missing Damon.I needed him.But he was gone… and maybe all because of me.I could hear light footsteps behind me.I didn't need to turn.I already knew it was her.Cara.I closed my eyes and swallowed the lump in my throat.I didn't want to see her.I didn't want to hear her.But I had no energy left to struggle.She came closer and sat next to me in silence.I kept quiet.She kept quiet.The silence between us was heavy.I finally spoke, my voice cracking."What do you want now, Cara?"She didn't say anything.I turned to face her, my face wet with tears."If you hadn't come to us… if you hadn't lied that the children were Damon's… maybe none of this would have happened!" I screamed, my voice full of pain.Tears poured down my face.I felt my chest break.I covered my fac
Chapter 125 – Sophia's POVI sat on the cold couch, my hands clutched together in a tight fist. My chest was heavy, and it hurt to even breathe. Damon was still missing. No one had seen him. No one had heard from him. It was as if the whole world had stopped moving.I looked around the house. Everything within it reminded me of him.His jacket on the chair.His shoes by the door.His smell still in the air.I folded my arms around myself, trying to get my body to stop shaking.Where are you, Damon?The door creaked. I turned my head slowly.In came the elders.They didn't smile. They weren't frowning, either. Their faces were cold and hard, as though they'd already reached a decision.Lucas stood up beside me, his fists clenched at his sides. Cara stood behind him, her eyes darting back and forth anxiously.The eldest elder stepped forward. His voice was rough as he spoke."We came to talk," he said. "The pack is exposed without an Alpha."I swallowed nervously. My heart hurt in my ch
Chapter 126 : Stranger from the PastCara's POVThe room was filled to capacity for the ceremony, but to me, it was bare.The noises around me faded away.I heard nothing but Sophia's broken sobbing beside me.She gripped my hand so tightly that my fingers became numb, but I did not release it. I stood still, letting her grasp me like I was the only thing keeping her together.Tears flowed down her face. Her body trembled so violently I could feel it in my bones."They can't do this, Cara," she sobbed, her voice raw and trembling. "They can't just act like Damon never existed."I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tighter.Her hair caressed my cheek as she buried her face in my shoulder."I know," I whispered, trying to be strong. "I know, Sophia. But you just have to be calm, Damon would come and he would claim his position back”But my words meant nothing.Nothing could repair what was broken.Nothing could bring Damon back home.Sophia clutched the fabric of my dress in her fi
Chapter: Emotions Cara's POVI couldn't believe my eyes.It was like the world around me had frozen, been placed in a time capsule. I had gone into the packhouse, expecting to find some semblance of comfort, some connection to the past, but everything was different. The walls were colder, the air heavier, and the pack, the people I had once thought I knew, were strangers.But the one person that stopped my heart in its tracks was him.Otto.I'd thought I must be dreaming, that my tragedy had addled my mind. But no, he stood, tall and hulking before the Elders. There could be no doubting it. His posture had changed. He wasn't my man anymore.The Otto I had known was struggling, defeated, and had barely a home of his own to call in this pack. But now? Now, he was Alpha. I couldn't help it.The room was abuzz with whispers, murmurs buzzing in my ears, but I couldn't hear anything. I could only hear the rhythm of my own heartbeat in my chest. Everything I'd ever known was being ripped aw
Chapter 128Sophia's POV: Angry and BetrayedI stood there, watching Cara talking to Otto in the other room, and my blood started to boil. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I thought I'd finally won her, but now? Now I saw for sure what she was. It was hard to swallow.I had seen this once before—watching her running from one man to the next. Caleb first, then Liam, then Damon, and now Otto? She was just bouncing from man to man like it didn't matter, like nothing mattered. And I was no fool. I knew the very thing that she was doing. She did this thing of jumping from guy to guy, playing it cool like the entire thing was some kind of game. I had seen it too many times. Each time, she reminded herself that she was merely searching for someone, but it was apparent—she did not care.I clenched my teeth as I leaned my weight on the door, trying to remain composed. But I could not. I was finished.Cara was always the one to split when things got tough, always the one to leave when the
Chapter 159 – A Glimmer of HopeSophia's POVThe walls that closed in around me were damp, cold, and cracked. I was on the floor in the corner of the empty room, my arms sore from having them tied behind my back for so long. My ankles were scraped and bruised. The ground was hard. The air smelled of dust, mold, and old paint. It was the kind of place you leave people to be forgotten.But I wasn't forgotten.Not yet.I hadn't eaten for a day—maybe two days. My lips were dry. My stomach growled in pain, not just hunger. But I didn't eat the food they'd brought before. I couldn't. Every bite would be like giving up. And I wasn't ready to quit.Suddenly, the door opened again.I looked up, expecting Cara to enter and taunt me for my misery. But it wasn't her.It was Caleb.He entered quietly, holding a small tray. On it was a piece of bread, a small bowl of scrambled eggs, and a bottle of water. He set it down quietly next to me, kneeling to my level."You have to eat," he said softly.I
Chapter 158 – Trapped in DeceptionDamon's POVThe air was thick in my study. Tension-charged. A burning heat radiated in my chest from a pain that had no reason behind it. A mixture of anger, fear, and confusion.Sophia was nowhere to be found.I had attempted. Texted. Waited.Nothing.She always kept her word. Always told me where she was going to be.But now… nothing.Lucas sat across from me, his hands flying quickly across the tablet screen. He had been quiet the last few minutes, trying to track Cara's phone. The guards we'd sent had lost Sophia. And now Cara too.I did not want to think it. I did not want to believe that Cara was involved. But every fiber of my being was screaming otherwise."Any signal?" I asked, my throat scratchy."Not yet," said Lucas. "Just another second or two. If she's got her phone on, we'll pinpoint it."Before he could finish speaking, the study door creaked open.I raised my head hastily.And there she was.Cara.Craddling the baby in her arms.My h
Chapter one hundred and fifty seven Suspect Damon's POVI waited in the study, staring at the clock.More than when she was supposed to call. I had told her to message me or call me the moment she arrived at the location Alec Davis had given her. She promised she would. I believed her. I believed she would keep herself safe.Too long. Too silence now.I picked up my phone and dialed her again.It rang once.And then twice.And then went to voicemail.I stared at the screen, my heart pounding. I tried a third time. Still nothing.A thunderous knock on the door caused me to look up."Come in," I said, attempting to sound calm.Lucas came in, holding a small tablet. I could tell from his face that something was wrong."We've got a problem, Alpha," he told me. "The guards we sent to tail Sophia… they lost her."My heart sank."Lost her?" I repeated, my voice even.What does that even mean?."She went into the building," he explained. "But she never came out. The guards stayed, maybe thi
Chapter 156 : Trapped By CaraThe streets were deserted as I walked to the destination I had been sent. It was an old street, near the town center, yet still deserted enough to make me get a bit apprehensive. I held my phone tight.And then suddenly—A heavy sound behind me.Before I could even turn, someone grabbed me hard from behind. A fist closed over my mouth. I struggled, kicked, screamed — but the rag over my mouth muffled my cry.I was pulled back, through an alley. My heart thudded so violently I thought it would burst.I caught sight of the shape of a broken-down, falling building — the windows broken, the walls cracked. My gut wrenched.They shoved me in.The air was thick with dust and mold. I was tied at the wrists. My mouth was open, my throat dry."W-What's going on?" I gasped. "Let me go!"And then I saw her.Cara.She stepped out of the darkness as if catwalking down a catwalk. Unfazed. Unapologetic. Evil.Caleb was behind her. He turned his head aside when I tried to
Chapter 155 :?The Weight in My Chest(Damon's POV)The air in my study was stale. The room smelled of old pages and quiet reflection. I had a book in my hand, but I wasn't reading. My eyes had been on the same line for the past five minutes. My mind wasn't calm.Not since that message came.Alec Davis — the name that had been so important to Sophia. Her favorite author. The one author who had written stories that had comforted her when the world had been cruel.Now that same author wanted to meet her in person. Alone.I didn't care for it. Not at all. It was strange. It felt too abrupt. Too personal. And something in the message… it had my wolf unsettle with unease.Just then, the door to our bedroom opened.Sophia stepped out. She wore light jeans and a soft cream-colored sweater. Her hair was brushed back neatly. She looked beautiful, but her face carried excitement, like a child about to meet her hero.“Damon,” she said gently.I turned in my chair, eyes meeting hers.“I’m getting
Chapter one hundred and fifty four : Cara's BargainPOV: CaraIt was cold air, night air, gliding down my body like a caress. I walked through the woods, taking my time, no hurry. My black trench coat was enveloped around me, heels of shoes sinking delicately into sodden ground as I went deeper into the trees. The moon was silver, distant, cold—like I am tonight.I'd given the message to Caleb hours ago. He responded right away."Same location. Midnight."This is the time I need Caleb the most, I know he doesn’t like Damon, and this is the time for me to act like I care about him.I smiled as I walked towards the small cabin hidden at the edge of the border, a place that only the two of us knew. A place that was filled with tired memories, lust, lies… and now, a new plan.The door was already open before I could knock.He stood there, big and broad, still with that same obstinate look he always had. Caleb. My history. My instrument."Cara," he said coldly. "What are you doing here?""
Chapter: Secrets and ShadowsDamon's POVThe moonlight through the big windows in my office cast silver streaks on the floor. I sat at my desk, drumming fingers on the wood with nervous restraint. I had banished Sophia earlier that day, telling her I needed to rest. But my thoughts wouldn't rest tonight.Not after that message.Something is amiss.A knock on the door."Come in," I replied.Lucas walked in. My Beta. Loyal. Calm. Sharp.He bowed slightly. "You called, Alpha?"I nodded and motioned to the seat across from me. "Sit. We have to talk."Lucas sat, understanding the seriousness in my voice. "What is it?"I placed my phone in his hands and let him read the message.He read again, slowly.And then looked up at me with an eyebrow raised, furrowed face. "Alec Davis. wants her to come alone?""Yes," I said. "No destination yet, but I know Sophia will depart once it comes. And she doesn't want me included."Lucas sat back. "That's not wise. She's the Luna. What if it's a trap?""Th
Chapter 152: Something She's Keeping SecretDamon's POVThe room was peaceful.Sophia was in my arms, her head gently on my chest. She smelled of roses. Her breath was hot on my skin. Outside was quiet. No guard shouting. No wolves training. Just us. Alone. Safe.I kissed her forehead gently. She smiled faintly but did not open her eyes. She was tired. Maybe it was everything that happened today. The elders visited us earlier. They brought laughter and gifts—but tension as well. They kept reminding us that the pack needed an heir. That we owed it. A future to build.Sophia had said nothing after they left. I'd known something was bothering her. I hadn't asked. Not yet. I'd known she'd tell me when she was ready.Now, in this soft silence, I sensed her release once more."Are you alright?" I whispered, running my hand down her spine."I'm fine," she replied, her tone soft and slightly unsure.But before I could ask her anything else, her phone beeped.She sat bolt upright, grabbing the
Chapter 151: "The Game Begins"POV: CaraThe room was quiet—too quiet. Just the way I liked it.I perched on the bed in the guest room Damon had so generously allowed me to occupy. A part of me was entertained at how uneasy Sophia and Damon both were with my presence, yet they didn't have the backbone to tell me to leave. Guilt is such a potent leash. And I intended to tug it tighter.I deliberately folded my knees, watching as the curtain twitched to an imaginary dance created by a whiff of a breeze coming in through the window. Outside, the pack revelled, their laughter and cheers causing my stomach to churn—though not from envy. No, it was. enjoyment.For deep within, they knew not that their peace was what I held within my hand. And tonight, I was about to shatter.My phone buzzed on the table next to me. I grasped it drowsily and smiled at the name lighting up the screen: Mia — Publisher.Perfect timing.I picked up the phone in a sugary, scripted tone. "Mia, sweetheart. I was ju