로그인Third Person's POV Zayne flipped through the pages of the file, reading every detail carefully. It was a proposal sent by the White River Pack for a joint venture to build a pack hospital and a school.While the project looked promising, Zayne couldn't ignore one major issue: the proposed site for the hospital was far too distant for his own people to access easily."I need to speak with their Alpha about changing the site. Until then, this remains on hold," he murmured, placing the document back onto his desk.His eyes settled on the framed photo of his parents resting beside his work. A faint smile touched his lips. "I won't let either of you down this time."Leaving his study, he made his way toward the main living area. Across the room, his grandfather sat on the couch, finalizing details for tomorrow's journey with the house butler."Are the arrangements complete?" Zayne asked as he approached."Yes, Master Zayne," the house butler replied with a polite bow."I have already info
Third Person's POV Zayne flipped through the pages of the file, reading every detail carefully. It was a proposal sent by the White River Pack for a joint venture to build a pack hospital and a school.While the project looked promising, Zayne couldn't ignore one major issue: the proposed site for the hospital was far too distant for his own people to access easily."I need to speak with their Alpha about changing the site. Until then, this remains on hold," he murmured, placing the document back onto his desk.His eyes settled on the framed photo of his parents resting beside his work. A faint smile touched his lips. "I won't let either of you down this time."Leaving his study, he made his way toward the main living area. Across the room, his grandfather sat on the couch, finalizing details for tomorrow's journey with the house butler."Are the arrangements complete?" Zayne asked as he approached."Yes, Master Zayne," the house butler replied with a polite bow."I have already info
3rd Person's POV"Alpha," bowed the spy deployed in Velinov, who had brought Damon the confirmed news of Martin's presence."Miles, what else did you uncover?" Damon asked, resting his hands on his hips."I learned that a convoy of witches is actively supporting the hybrid faction Martin commands," Miles reported. "Since I had no way to mask my Beta scent, I knew pushing further into their territory would be too dangerous.""You made the right call by keeping your distance," Oliver agreed, before turning to the Alpha. "How do you want to handle this? Should we send in an undercover team?"Both men watched as Damon crossed the room, sank into his chair, and casually crossed one leg over the other."No. I plan to go undercover myself," Damon replied. "If Martin turned out to be alive, then I must see him myself to assess his powers." He couldn't afford to take any chances. Martin was supposed to be dead, yet here he was, pulling threads from the shadows. If Damon failed to uncover his
Third Person's POVShane stepped aside to welcome Zayne inside."I didn't want to come empty-handed," Zayne said, holding out a small gift bag containing a box of premium cookies."That wasn't necessary, Alpha, but thank you. It's very thoughtful," Shane replied, accepting the bag. "Please, take a seat." He gestured toward the couch before excusing himself to the kitchen.He returned moments later, setting a tray with a fresh glass of water on the center table. Zayne thanked him, picking up the glass and taking a long drink until his thirst was fully quenched."You look well today, Alpha," Shane remarked, taking a seat opposite him."I came to apologize for my past behavior," Zayne said, his tone humble as he set the empty glass back on the tray. "I pushed you away when everything was entirely my fault. I took my anger out on the wrong person. Shane, I want you back as my Beta. I need your assistance to ensure this pack thrives again, and without your help, it will be impossible.""Al
Zayne's POV I pondered over Reina’s words again and again, the weight of them refusing to leave my mind.I dived back into the swimming pool, letting the cold water swallow me whole. I stayed submerged beneath the surface for as long as my lungs would allow, desperate for the silence below.Finally breaking the surface, I wiped the water from my face and gasped for air. I took a few deep, ragged breaths before hauling myself out of the pool. Wrapping a towel around my shoulders, I collapsed onto a lounge chair by the poolside."Reina wouldn't call me out of nowhere just because she was suddenly worried about me," I muttered to myself.Then, last night came back to me in fragments. I remembered seeing Penny at the bar. We had spoken briefly before everything went dark. According to the guards, she was the one who had brought me back home. I decided to call for her and rang the service bell. A servant hurried to my side shortly after."Bring me my phone," I ordered.As I stared up at
Third Person's POV "Why don't you two talk alone? Something urgent came up," Damon excused himself, rising from the bed and heading toward the door."Is Uncle busy these days?" Zayne asked, his gaze tracking Damon's departure before refocusing on the screen."Yes. We're leaving for Velinov this afternoon," Reina explained. "The situation there has worsened, and his duties require us to be there."Though a part of her still resisted talking to him, Penny's previous words echoed in her mind. She needed to understand what was truly driving his downward spiral."Why did you call me, Reina?" Zayne asked, his eyes searching her face on the display. "You told me you never wanted to speak to me again. Those were your exact words.""Because you aren't acting like yourself," Reina said softly. "Though looking at you now, maybe I was wrong to worry.""I'm not fine," Zayne countered immediately. "I'm in constant pain, and I regret what I did to you every single day. None of this was your fault.







