Chapter Seventy Two : Cara’s Mission Cara’s POVMy whole body was shaking. My hands were cold, my legs felt weak, and my throat was so dry that I could barely breathe. I was terrified. Caleb’s grip on my arm was tight, his fingers digging into my skin. I knew he wasn’t going to let me go easily. My heart pounded so hard in my chest that I was sure he could hear it.I didn’t know what he was planning to do to me. Was he going to hurt me? Kill me? Keep me locked away forever? I didn’t know. But one thing was clear—I was trapped.Then I saw him.Damon.The moment my eyes landed on him, everything inside me changed. The fear, the panic, the hopelessness—all of it disappeared. It was like my body instantly knew I was safe. Damon was here. He came for me.Relief rushed through me so fast that tears burned my eyes. I had been so scared, but now… now I had hope.“Damon…” I breathed out his name, my voice barely above a whisper.His eyes locked onto mine, and I could see the rage burning in t
Chapter Seventy Three : SafetyDamon’s POVI ran through the forest, my heart pounding so hard it felt like it would break out of my chest. Sophia’s scent was getting stronger, but there was something else mixed with it. Fear. Pain. My wolf growled inside me, furious. If Caleb hurt her, I would make sure he regretted it.The trees blurred past me as I moved faster, my breath sharp. Then I heard it—struggling. A muffled cry.I pushed forward, breaking through the clearing, and my body froze in pure rage.Caleb was on top of Sophia, trying to strip off her clothes.She was fighting, pushing him away, kicking, but he was stronger, pinning her down.Caleb turned when he saw me. Instead of looking scared, he smirked.“I thought you wouldn’t come back for her,” he said, laughing. “Looks like I won.”My fists clenched so hard my nails dug into my palms. My wolf was howling inside me, demanding to rip him apart. But I needed to think. If I rushed in without a plan, Caleb could hurt Sophia bef
Chapter Seventy Four : The Care For SophiaDamon’s POVThe room was quiet, too quiet. I sat at my desk, staring at nothing, my hands clenched into fists. The events from earlier played over and over in my mind. Caleb. Sophia. Cara. The way I had to kneel. The way Caleb laughed, thinking he had won. My jaw tightened, my wolf growling inside me, restless and angry.I hated myself.I had to do it—I had to kneel to save Sophia. But the look on my pack members’ faces, the way they had stared at me afterward… It burned inside me like a slow fire.A sharp knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts. I knew who it was before he even stepped inside.Lucas.He pushed open the door without waiting for my permission, his face hard, his dark eyes filled with something I didn’t like—doubt.“We need to talk,” he said, shutting the door behind him.I didn’t answer. I didn’t feel like talking. But Lucas wasn’t the type to back down. He walked straight to my desk, resting his hands on it as he leane
Chapter Seventy FiveChapter Seventy-Five: The Truth in the ShadowsCara’s POVThe packhouse felt suffocating. The whispers, the glances, the tension—it was all too much. I needed air, needed to clear my mind.My hand instinctively rested on my stomach. It wasn’t noticeable yet, but I felt it. A life growing inside me, hidden from the world.I slipped out into the cool night, the fresh air filling my lungs. The scent of damp earth and pine trees surrounded me as I walked through the quiet pathways. The moon cast a soft glow, and the distant hoot of an owl was the only sound breaking the silence.I wasn’t sure where I was going. I just needed space.As I walked, my thoughts raced. Liam. Damon. My unborn child. The past. The future. Everything felt tangled, pulling me in different directions.I stopped near a clearing, closing my eyes for a moment. I had come here before, back when things were simpler. Before I learned the truth about my mate bond. Before the lies. Before the pain.But
Chapter Seventy Six : The Truth HurtsCara's POVThe instant I stepped back inside the packhouse, my chest felt constricted, like whatever was in me was crushing it from the inside out. My legs kept propelling me, but my head was still running back from what had transpired with that strange man.Liam lied to me.The truth dropped into my stomach like a weight of lead. He didn't rescue me that night. He didn't present me with the necklace. He stole it. He lied about something he never did.And because of that lie. I made the worst decision of my life.I left Damon.I clenched my fists into tight balls as I stormed the halls. Each step made the pain in my chest worse. I shouldn't have come back to this pack. I shouldn't have trusted Liam. Now, that was too late.Damon had already picked Sophia.A burning pain pierced my heart. I fought to shoo it away, but it stuck to me like a shadow. He was already moving on… with Liam's sister. And I was stuck with Liam's baby, ensnared in a situatio
Chapter Seventy Seven Chapter Seventy-Four: Shattered HeartCara's POVI walked along the dirt path, my fists balled at my sides. The cool night air did nothing to seep into the burning ache in my chest. My mind could not stop reeling from everything that I had learned.Liam had lied to me.The boy who had rescued me all those years back wasn't him. He had lied to me, stolen the necklace, and pretended to be my savior. And I had trusted him.Because of that lie, I stayed with him. I ignored the love I had for Damon. I forced myself to love a man who never deserved it.And now…Damon had moved on with Sophia.My legs were trembling, yet I still walked. I didn't know where I was going exactly—I just needed answers. I needed to see Damon.Would he even talk to me?I reached the packhouse, my heart pounding in my chest. The guards at the door barely looked at me as I passed through. I had been here so many times before, but this time it was different.It felt like I was stepping into som
Chapter Seventy Eight : The Confrontation Damon’s POVThe air inside the cabin was thick with the lingering scent of sweat and intimacy. I ran a hand through my messy hair, exhaling slowly as I pulled my shirt over my head. Sophia stirred slightly in bed, the sheet barely covering her bare skin, but she didn’t wake up.I needed to get out of here.The moment I stepped toward the door, a sudden movement outside made me freeze. My sharp senses picked up a familiar scent—one that I had thought would never be this close to me again.Cara.A sharp pang of something—guilt, regret, something else I refused to name—hit my chest. I turned my head slightly and there she was, standing a few feet away from the doorway, her body rigid, her fists clenched so tight I could see the whiteness of her knuckles even in the dim light.Her wide eyes were brimming with emotion, her lips parted as if she wanted to speak, but I couldn’t let her.If Sophia heard her, everything would get worse.I moved faster
Chapter Seventy Nine : A Future TogetherDamon's POVThe crisp night breeze swept against me as I entered inside. My head was still a mess from the conversation I'd just shared with Cara, but I shook it off. There was no going back now. Cara had long ago made her decision, and so had I.What mattered most now was Sophia.As I stepped inside the main house, her voice was instant. "Where is he?" Sophia's frustration was evident as she marched from the living room, searching for me.There was a faint smile on my lips as I stood in hiding and observed her for a short while. She was beautiful, her hair untidy from having slept, her feet barefoot and moving lightly against the hardwood floor.When she finally turned and saw me standing in the doorway, her hazel eyes widened."You!" She marched toward me, her face half-relieved, half-angry.I didn't have time to react before she raised her small fist and punched it against my chest. Not hard—hard enough to be noticed."."Where were you?" sh
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
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