Chapter Fifty One: The Final Break(Cara’s POV)I stood frozen, my heart pounding in my chest.Liam was here.After everything, after the pain, the betrayal, after I forced myself to forget him—he was here. And he had seen me kissing Damon.I couldn’t even look at him. But I felt the anger radiating off him, thick and suffocating. His fists were clenched, his jaw tight, his golden eyes burning with an emotion I couldn’t name.“Cara…” His voice was hoarse, almost broken. “I—”I cut him off before he could say anything more. “Why are you here, Liam?” My voice was cold, steady. It took everything in me to keep it that way.He stepped forward, but Damon immediately blocked his path, standing between us.Liam glared at him but didn’t attack. “I came for you, Cara,” he said, his voice laced with desperation. “I know the truth now. I know everything.”I scoffed, crossing my arms. “And what truth is that?”“I overheard them,” he said quickly. “Vanessa and my mother. They set you up. They lied
Chapter Fifty Two: The Necklace of DeceptionLiam’s POVI walked alone in the darkness, my heart burning with anger and pain.Cara had rejected me.She stood right in front of me and chose Damon over me. She even said she wasn’t pregnant with my children.Lies.I knew she was lying. I could feel it. Cara was mine. Those children were mine.But she was slipping away from me, and I didn’t know how to bring her back.I kicked a rock on the road, frustration boiling in my chest. My wolf was restless, growling inside me.Then suddenly, I heard footsteps ahead.A man stood at the side of the road, his face hidden by the shadows of the trees. He looked tired, like someone who had been traveling for days without rest.I narrowed my eyes and slowed my steps. Something felt strange.The man turned and looked at me. “Excuse me,” he called out.I didn’t respond immediately. Instead, I studied him. His clothes were worn out, his shoes covered in dust. He didn’t look dangerous, but I knew better th
Chapter Fifty Three : The Necklace Cara’s POVThe air was thick with tension. Damon’s piercing gaze was locked onto me, his expression unreadable. But I knew what he was thinking.He didn’t want me to leave.And I wasn’t going to stay.“I can go now,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest. “I’m fine already.”Damon’s eyes darkened, his lips pressing into a firm line. “You still need treatment.”I let out a short laugh, shaking my head. “Oh? And since when did you become a doctor?”A muscle in his jaw ticked, but his eyes never left mine.“You think you’re strong enough?” His voice was low, dangerous. “Where exactly do you plan to go?”I frowned. “What does that mean?”Damon stepped closer, his presence overwhelming. “Back to Liam? Or… Caleb?”The moment that name left his lips, something inside me snapped.Caleb.My whole body stiffened, my heart slamming against my ribs. How did he know about Caleb?My breathing became uneven as I stared at him, my mind racing. Caleb was someone I
Chapter Fifty Four : Choice Cara’s POVThe moment my eyes landed on the necklace in Liam’s hand, my heart nearly stopped.My breath hitched as I stared at it, my mind spinning. It was the same necklace. The one I had given to that boy all those years ago.Memories crashed into me like a storm—the rain, the fear, the warmth of his hand as he shielded me. I was just a little girl, lost and terrified. But he was there. He saved me.And I had given him that necklace as a promise.A promise that one day, when we met again, we would remember each other.But now…I looked at Liam, my chest tightening. Something didn’t feel right.He held the necklace up, his lips curling into a confident smile. “It’s me, Cara. I’m the boy from your past.” His voice was steady, full of certainty.But my gut twisted.No.I didn’t remember him.The face in my memories—it wasn’t Liam’s.Damon tensed beside me, stepping in front of me like a shield. His voice was dangerously low. “What the hell is this?”Liam’s
Chapter Fifty FiveDamon’s POV – Letting GoCara stood there, frozen, her eyes darting between me and Liam. I could see the panic in her face, the way her hands trembled slightly.She didn’t know what to do.But still… she made her choice.“I have to keep my promise.” Her voice was soft, unsure, but it felt like a dagger to my chest.She was going to leave.With him.With that liar.I kept my expression calm, even though everything inside me was screaming. My wolf was restless, pacing inside me, demanding that I stop her.But I didn’t.I just forced a smirk. “Go ahead, then. But don’t regret it later.”She hesitated. Just for a second.I could see it in her eyes—doubt.But then she nodded and took a step toward Liam.I swallowed the anger burning in my throat. The pain. The betrayal. And then, just to make it worse for myself, I tilted my head and smirked.“At least give me a kiss before you go, For the fact that I allowed you to stay in my pack when Liam rejected you, for the treatme
Chapter Fifty Six : UnwelcomeCara’s POVMy heart was heavy as I stepped into the packhouse with Liam beside me. I thought coming back here would bring some kind of relief, some kind of peace, but instead, uneasiness crawled over my skin like a warning.Sophia was the only person I expected to welcome me back. She had been the one who helped me escape, the one who believed me when no one else did. But as soon as her eyes landed on me, I knew something was wrong.Her expression wasn’t one of happiness. It wasn’t relief.It was disappointment.A deep, painful kind of disappointment that made my chest tighten.Before I could even say a word, a sharp, cruel voice sliced through the air.“Look at her,” Vanessa sneered, arms crossed over her chest. Her gaze flickered from my face to my belly, her lips curling in disgust. “Running back here like some lost little puppy. What, Damon finally threw you out? He got tired of playing with you?”I clenched my fists, my stomach twisting in anger.“Th
Chapter Fifty SevenTorn Liam’s POVI stood in my father’s chambers, waiting for him to speak. The room was quiet, but I could feel the tension in the air. My father, the Alpha, sat in his chair, staring at me with cold eyes.“You brought her back,” he finally said. His voice was low but sharp. “And with her, him.”I knew who he was talking about—my child.I didn’t say anything, but my father’s stare grew harder.“The elders are already bowing,” he said. “Bowing to a child who hasn’t even been born yet.”I stiffened. I had heard whispers, seen the way the elders looked at Cara’s stomach with something close to worship.“They say he will be the strongest Alpha of his time,” my father continued. “Stronger than you. Stronger than me.”I swallowed.“They are already choosing him over me,” he said, his voice bitter. “The Alpha, their leader, is being ignored. They believe in a child that isn’t even here yet.”I frowned. “The elders want him to be born?”“Yes,” my father said sharply. “The
Chapter Fifty Eight: Sophia’s Motive? I don’t knowCara’s POVI sat alone in the sitting room, my hands resting on my stomach. The silence in the house felt heavier than usual. Liam had been acting strange since we arrived, and now, he was nowhere to be found. A part of me wanted to go look for him, but another part of me didn’t have the strength to. Maybe he just needed time to think.Just as I was lost in my thoughts, I heard footsteps. I turned to see Sophia walking in. She looked tired, like she had a lot on her mind. She sat beside me with a sigh, leaning back against the couch.“You look like you have something to say,” I said, breaking the silence.Sophia gave me a small smile but didn’t respond right away. Instead, she stared at the ceiling for a moment before speaking.“Have you ever felt like you don’t belong?” she asked suddenly.I frowned. “What do you mean?”Sophia sighed again. “Everyone in this pack expects me to follow their rules, to do what they think is right. But w
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
Chapter: The Search for Alec DavisDamon's POVThe night was still. Too still.I sat in my study, the gentle glow of the fire illuminating shadows in the dark corners of the room. The logs popped as I stared into the fire, my mind far away. My mind wandered back to earlier today—when the elders had come to demand an heir, when Sophia had looked at me with that mixture of hope and fear. I had told her everything would be fine, but that little ball of doubt in my chest wouldn't go away.The heir.Was I already letting her down?I had promised Sophia that I would never abandon her. To protect her. To care for her. But how could I make her so joyful when something as important as this was slipping away from us?I sighed, slouching in my chair and running my hand through my hair. I had to clear my head. But I'd already wasted hours pacing, deliberating, trying to come up with a solution.And then, the one thing that could possibly cheer her up, I remembered.Alec Davis.I had heard her onc
Chapter: Let Them PanicCara's POVThe night was quiet. Too quiet. But I liked it that way. The moon was full, and pale silver light filtered through the glass windows of the guest room. The whole pack house had finally quieted down—no footsteps, no whispers, no elders pacing back and forth like they did during the day.I was sitting at the window, knees tucked to my chest, a warm shawl wrapped around me. The cup of tea in my hand was untouched. I did not need the heat. I was warm from something else. Laughter.Not loud and crazy.Just… soft. Silent. Deep inside me.I was smiling. And I could not stop.Not because there was anything to celebrate. Not because I was in the pack house .But because today was a good day to watch people squirm.People like Sophia and Damon.I could still remember how the elders came by earlier today, all in their dark robes, looking so somber. I was in the hallway, trying to walk by casually, when I listened in.“Alpha Damon," one of them said, "we hav
Chapter 148 : One Heartbeat at a TimeSophia's POVLaughter in the room faded too quickly.Initially, it was a lovely night. The old people had come to the pack house with smiles and laughter, hailing Damon for the win and me and him as well for falling in love with each other. They'd brought their presents—wasted bread, stitched cloaks, even a carved wooden figure of a wolf symbolizing protection. We'd had tea, we'd chuckled, and I'd almost forgotten all the sorrow and fight leading up to it.But then. like a storm in the midst of a peaceful sea, one of the elders—Elder Mavin—scratched his throat and spoke the words that sent shivers through the whole room."It's time for an heir."Just like that.I blinked, wondering if I'd just misunderstood.The others nodded. "Yes. The pack needs an heir. It's custom. Alpha Damon has claimed his Luna… now it's time for the future to begin."I could feel all eyes on me. Damon's fingers curled beside mine. He didn't say anything, not yet. He was ca
Chapter 147 The Visit of the Elders Sophia's POV The sun was warm and golden, its gentle light pouring in through the tall windows of the pack house living room. I sat beside Damon, his hand casually on mine. Cara, as always, in the corner of the sofa, feigning to read a book, but her gaze flicked our way every now and then. It was the first time in days that everything was quiet, as if we were breathing peacefully after weeks of chaos. The soft knock on the door stilled the room. "Who's that?" I breathed, looking at Damon. He got up, his broad shoulders moving with stealthy ease, and opened the door. And then… I saw them. Three age-old men, dressed in rich earth-tinted robes, walked in. The minute they entered, the mood transformed. These were the Pack Elders—the dignified council governing tradition, law, and legacy. Damon dipped his head, and I got up, evidencing a humble inclination of the head. "Elder Mako, Elder Linna, Elder Barro," Damon greeted them. "What do we
Chapter One hundred and Fourty SixPlaying the Game - Cara’s POVThe room was eerily quiet, the kind of silence that hung heavy in the air. It wasn’t comfortable—nothing about this moment was. Damon sat across from me on the dark leather sofa, his posture tense, every muscle in his body radiating discomfort. Sophia sat beside him, her gaze darting nervously between me and Damon, her hands fidgeting in her lap.It wasn't easy to be here. For all the years I was with the pack, living their reality, there was still a distance between us. A wall built of betrayal, regret, and unspoken words. I knew they didn't want me here, that I was a reminder of everything that was wrong. But that didn't matter to me. What mattered was how this game was going to play out. They did not know it yet, but I had the power to choose what was going to happen next.Sophia coughed and broke the silence. She sounded soft, almost hesitant. "I've been thinking a lot," she told us, looking at Damon. "There's someth
Chapter 145: PleaDamon'sIt was finally quiet.After all of it—the battle, the betrayal, the lies—I was finally home with Sophia. We were sitting together in the sitting room. A soft breeze wafted through the open window. She was curled up beside me on the couch, her head resting on my chest. I put my arms around her, my hand softly brushing her hair.This peace… I did not realize how much I needed it until now.Sophia looked up at me with a small smile. I bent down and kissed her forehead. Her eyes closed, and for an instant, everything was all right.Then, a knock on the door.It was light at first. Then again. Louder.Sophia and I looked at each other with a confused expression."Who could that be?" she asked."I don't know," I grumbled, standing up.I walked over to the door and opened it.And there she was.Cara.Standing there, her clothes dirty, her face pale, and her belly swollen—she was pregnant. Very pregnant."Damon…" she whispered. Her eyes were red from crying. She look