LOGINJonah's pov Ever since I woke up, Danika's words kept replaying in my mind. As she confessed her feelings, I felt a powerful shift inside me. Her gratitude, her love ā it all hit me hard. Her eyes, bright with unshed tears, held mine with such intensity that I was left breathless. The way she looked at me like I was her anchor made my chest tighten. I couldn't find my voice. Every attempt to speak was thwarted by the overwhelming surge of emotions her confession had stirred. Her words painted a picture of a love so fierce and unwavering that it took my breath away. Each sentence was a silent testament to the battles we had fought together, the moments of doubt and despair we had overcome. For once, I didn't have a witty comeback or a sarcastic remark ā all I could do was hold her closer, hoping she felt the unspoken promise in my embrace. For once, I didn't have anything cle
Danikaās Pov āYou never give up, do you?ā I rolled my eyes at how silly he was right now, despite his condition. āNever. Thatās not the way of a proud Lycan.ā His smirk revealed sharp teeth, his eyes gleaming with a challenge. āIāve done my part, Danika. Donāt go back on your words, so come here.ā The command in his tone made my heart leap. He reclined with effortless grace, exuding an aura of authority, his gaze demanding my obedience. Without hesitation, I obliged, walking toward him and climbing onto the bed. āAnd maybe thatās exactly why Iām with you,ā I said softly, nestling into his arms. āI need you to know something,ā I added quietly. Taking a deep breath, I shuffled to find a comfortable position before facing him. āYouāve been my rockāmy anchor in the storm. When I thought I couldnāt go on, it was your strength that kept me grounded. Your relentless spirit, your u
Danikaās Pov I sat down on Jonahās hospital bed, feeling the full weight of my emotions after the meeting with Drake. I had anticipated it would be difficult, but the reality was far heavier than I had prepared for. Now, alone in the quiet room, waiting for Jonah, a wave of sadness and anger crashed over me ā one emotion colliding into the next. The storm inside me was relentless. These werenāt sweet memories; they were painful. But even so, I told myself I shouldnāt be sad ā not anymore. Drake had already taught me that even when the Moon Goddess herself bound two souls as mates, rejection could still happen. And if he could reject me so easily, why had I ever believed others wouldnāt do the same? Even my father ā the one person I had once thought different ā had betrayed me the moment I turned my back. Of course, a part of me still felt pity for them, for what had befallen them. But it wasnāt my place anymore to pick up those who had once broken me. I was in a new phase of my
Jonahās Pov The last time someoneāJasonācame to see her, she was captured. And now there was someone else asking for her. My eyes narrowed even more, and I gently pushed myself into a sitting position, even though my body screamed out in protest. āWho is it?ā I inquired, my tone low and suspicious. āItās⦠itās Drake,ā Shadow said hesitantly. āThe Alpha of the Silver Tail Pack. He asked to see you, but I told him to leave. You werenāt awake, but he insisted on seeing Danika insteadāsince you werenāt around.ā āReally?ā I asked, my face scrunching up. āSo if I were still unconscious, you wouldāve allowed her to go and meet him?ā I asked calmly, but deep down, jealousy started to gnaw at me. āRelax, Alpha. Nothing is going to happen to her. Besides, Iāll be there to watch themāā My gaze snapped toward him, sharp and chilling enough to freeze him mid-sentence. The silence that followed was thick and heavy. My look said everythingāhe was one word away from disaster. āTell him to l
Jonahās Pov The soft glow of the morning filtered through the curtains, casting a warm light across the room. Blinking, I felt disoriented ā my mind slowly piecing together the fragments of my consciousness. This wasnāt my room. The continuous beeping sound that filled the silence made me realize where I was ā the hospital. I turned my head slightly, eyes scanning the room, searching for any sense of familiarity. And then I saw her ā beside me, her head turned in my direction as she slept peacefully on the edge of the bed. Danika. The love of my life. Her face was serene, exhaustion etched into her delicate features. But even in her sleep, she radiated that quiet strength that had always drawn me to her. My heart swelled as I watched her, memories of the battle and the days leading up to it flooding back ā the blood, the pain, and her defiance in the face of it all. I remembered how broken she had looked, her cheeks swollen, her body battered. The sight had nearly destroyed m
Darius's pov The dim light of my office cast long shadows, amplifying the void left by my failure. The weight of the past few weeks pressed heavily on my shoulders. The once comforting air now thick with the scent of failure. It now felt suffocating. I had Danika in my grasp, Jonah was almost dying, and victory was within reach. But how did it come to this? I thought, staring at the empty glass in my hand. That prophecy. It had all started with that damned prophecy. I can still see the old man's eyes cloudy with visions as he foretold my rise to power. You will become the next Lycan king. He had said his voice, a whisper of fate. Those words ignited a fire within me, fueling my ambitions and giving me the confidence to challenge Jonah Every step of the way, I believed that destiny was on my side. The old man had even foretold how I'd get Jonah through Danika From the destruction of the silver tail pack, to threatening Jason to bring her daughter, her wolfless daughter, or he'd







