Cassius POV~~ Watching my father jerk wildly on the bed he was lying on filled my heart with sadness and despair. Tears filled my eyes as I realized how completely powerless I was and how much I wanted to ease his suffering and make things better.I felt a wave of sadness come over me, and I couldn't help but feel incredibly sorry for him.Why is this happening to the most powerful Alpha I have ever known? Has the power he had vanished because he was sick?. I felt a mix of anger and frustration at the unfairness of it all. Why is the moon goddess not doing anything and watching him wallow in pain and struggle? This is a heavy burden for me to bear. It weighs me down, both emotionally and physically. I stood by his side and held his hand lightly, offering reassurance and a sense of stability amidst the chaos. My presence became a source of solace, even though I couldn’t fully alleviate his pain. Soon, his body stopped making the spasm movement. A sense of calmness washed over me, s
Cassius’ POV~~ I squinted my eyes nervously, trying to check if I wasn't reading what I was seeing right. This is so clear and legible. My eyes aren’t deceiving me at all. Imogen wrote in her diary that ' my brother’s mate is having an affair with warrior Garret; I will make sure to expose them’. That was the last thing she wrote, and the rest of the diary was empty. Garret and Selene? Having an affair? It was as if someone ripped my heart out and stepped on it repeatedly without an ounce of sympathy. I felt the urge to stand up immediately and confront them, but what is here isn’t enough evidence for me to do so. I felt a swirl of emotions, a mix of sadness and anger. I clenched and unclenched my fist. My blood was boiling like hot steam. Was Imgoen joking when she wrote this? But, come to think of it, she can’t write this if she hasn’t seen them. I know her very well, and she would protect me in any way she could if I were ever cheated on by anyone. She doesn't allow anyon
Cassius’ POV~~“What was that about?” Anger dripping out of every single word. “I should ask you that,” she scowled. “I don’t have enough privacy. Your beta thought he would just badge into any room he wished to? You don’t set boundaries between work and other things.” Why was she acting up now? I should be the one doing what she is doing right now, not the other way around. Is she trying to guilt-trip me? “It’s fine.” I sighed in resignation. “I am not in for all these dramas,” I half yelled, raising my hands high in an attempt to walk away from her. “And who is making up dramas here? You know yourself that I don't like him, so why try to make me feel guilty for what you caused?” Irritation was laced in her tone as she held me by the hands, preventing me from moving further. My gaze turned to her. “Have had enough. Father just died; let’s not create a scene.” I sighed in resignation.She rolled her eyes. “You should have thought of that before coming to ask me such a silly quest
BACK TO THE MIDNIGHT MIRAGE PACK.Tristan’s POV“The only thing that would save you from getting locked up inside that dungeon like she was is for you to look for her with whatever means you can,'' I yelled at the guard who was watching over Callista in the dungeon.“i_I_am sorry, my.” “Shut the fuck up! And don’t ever tell me that you are sorry. Never! Don't repeat that statement again, I warned, clenching my teeth and pointing a finger at his face. “So dumb of you to tell me you misplaced the key. How am I sure you didn’t plan the escape together with her?” My face twisted into a grimace. “No, no, my alpha. I didn’t do that. I can never plan with a betray..." Before he could finish whatever he was trying to say, my fist connected to his cheek with a sharp and stinging impact, leaving a red mark behind. He winced and held his cheek in pain. I did that because I knew what he was trying to spill from his fucking, stinking mouth, and I couldn’t allow him to say such things about he
Tristan’s POV~~ “Summon Healer Ragnar to my cottage immediately!” I ordered through gritted teeth, and my fist slightly curled into a ball. “My Alpha, if she had escaped through here, that means we can still catch up with her using our wolf speed,” Andrian suggested, and it sounds like a good idea to me."Okay, then, that sounds like a nice suggestion. Let's do this!” My eyes traveled between the two. I took the lead and climbed down the stairs leading down to a horizontal tunnel. It was pitch black; the human eye wouldn’t be able to see through it. We all transformed into our various wolves. With our eyes, just like two glowing orbs, like a tiny moon hidden in the shadows pierced through the dark tunnel, illuminating our way ahead as we keep sniffing to find the scents around the walkway. “Did you catch any scents?” I opened the mind link to breeze into their mind. “I do catch an interesting scent, but it was slightly,” Xavier answered, still using his nose to sniff and explore
Callista’s POV~~I have been running and running and running for the past ten hours, nonstop. Not even to have a break or drink water at the rivers I came across on my way because I was afraid they would catch up with me, and I couldn't afford to go back to that hell hole of a pack. I know they have treated me with love and care ever since I became their Luna, but why suddenly change because of mere accusations? I shrugged off the thoughts and kept going because I didn’t want to think about them any more. Maya was getting tired, and so was I. I shouldn’t have shifted because I was pregnant; it is very dangerous for me to. Werewolves aren’t allowed to shift into their wolf form when they are pregnant for fear of losing the baby, but I needed my wolf so I would be able to run farther away from them into the woods. They are stronger than I am, and it would be easy for them to catch up with me in my human form. I just hope my pup is safe there. Maya’s eyes darted around the towering t
Tristan’s POV~~He has passed out for the past three hours, and he has yet to come back to consciousness. That’s the outcome of being at the mercy of my wrath. The strongest warrior in my pack will be like a helpless soul caught in the storm of my anger, trembling under the weight of my wrath. More reason: I prefer to keep things peaceful and harmonious in my pack. I don't enjoy revealing my wrath to them. I do that when it is needed, just like what kept healer Ragnar unconscious. “My Alpha, we have searched around the pack barriers and even went deep inside the woods, but there is no sign of her, nor did we perceive her scent,” the hunter-wolf leader bowed in front of me after their fruitless search of Callista. “She isn’t anywhere near this pack.” My voice carried a hint of emotion, judging from the fact that Callista was gone and never going to come back. “Order the rest of the hunter wolves to come back to the pack,” I said to him. "Okay, my Alpha,” he responded and turned to l
Callista’s POV As I moved closer to the hut, my heart didn’t stop thumping loudly. It’s like performing a solo concert. I could feel the echoes in my chest. “Let’s go in.” I heard Maya’s voice, soothing my trembling body and soul. As I got to the entrance, I whipped my head to the side outside the hut, trying to see if I could get something I could use to attack, if it's probably a rogue or a vampire that resides in the hut. Luckily, I found a wooden plank lying on the side. I picked it up, reached for the creaky wooden door, and pushed it open with the tip of my finger.The door was slightly pushed backward, and the hinges barely made a whisper, as if conspiring with me to make my presence unknown to anyone who might be inside. I peered inside the hut to see if I could catch a glimpse of anyone around. My heart flew off when I saw something on the floor. It was made entirely of woven vines. My eyes fixed on the flat supportive surface when I saw a body lying on its surface, which