登入LeliaThe engagement gown cost more than some families in my father’s pack earned in several years.That was the first thing I thought when the seamstress opened the garment bag and revealed layers of white silk, gold embroidery, and tiny crystals sewn carefully across the bodice. The gown was beautiful in a way that felt almost cruel. Every detail had been chosen to make me look like a woman stepping willingly into a perfect future, while the truth remained hidden beneath the fabric.The long sleeves would cover the bruises on my wrist.The high neckline would hide the fading marks near my collarbone.The carefully arranged hair would fall across the side of my face where Father had struck me.No one attending the party would see the fear beneath the silk.They would see Alpha Victor’s elegant daughter preparing to become Silver Moon’s future Luna.“Stand straighter,” Father ordered from the sofa near the fitting platform.I immediately pulled my shoulders back.Three seamstresses mo
DamonBy the third night, I had watched Mooncrest’s last six matches so many times that I could predict every movement before the players made it.The strategy room had become the only place where my thoughts felt organized. Outside those walls, everything in my life was complicated. My father was planning an engagement party I did not want. Lelia was hiding bruises and fear behind perfect manners. Mason was keeping something important from me. My mate bond had started reacting to a pack that should have meant nothing.Inside the strategy room, there were only patterns.Movements.Choices.Mistakes.Unfortunately, every pattern I studied seemed to lead back to Elliot.I replayed Mooncrest’s most recent match and watched their defenders spread across the ice. The opposing team expected them to protect the center, but Mooncrest deliberately left a narrow opening near the boards. The moment the winger took it, two defenders closed around him and stole possession.I had seen that idea bef
DamonI spent the rest of the night searching for information about Alpha Adrian Blackwood’s lost son.There was almost nothing.Mooncrest had released the official announcement, but every personal detail had been carefully restricted. No photograph. No complete history. No explanation of where the heir had been found or why Adrian had not known about him for more than twenty years.The lack of information only made me more suspicious.I opened every council notice, pack report, and public announcement that mentioned the Blackwood family. Most repeated the same polished statement.Alpha Adrian had recently reunited with his biological son after many years apart.The heir was a young Omega.He had survived difficult circumstances before being brought safely into Mooncrest.He possessed exceptional intelligence and had already begun contributing to the pack.Every article praised the reunion without revealing anything useful.Not even his full name appeared in most reports.One announce
DamonI did not return home immediately after leaving the southern border.Instead, I drove to the old patrol office near the edge of Silver Moon territory and spent nearly an hour going through records I was not supposed to see without approval.Most of the reports were useless.Weather notes.Rogue movement.Damaged boundary markers.Minor patrol incidents.Then I found the entries from the week Elliot disappeared.Mooncrest warriors had been seen moving along the eastern side of no-man’s-land. Their presence had been recorded twice, both times close enough to the southern route to matter.The official explanation was simple.They had been patrolling rogue territory.Nothing unusual.Nothing suspicious.Except Mooncrest never reported finding anyone.And three days after Elliot disappeared, their borders became heavily restricted.Visitors were turned away.Trade caravans were searched.Even allied patrols were denied access without direct approval from Alpha Adrian.I stared at the
DamonThe ice struck my knee hard enough to send pain through my entire leg, but I barely felt it.My hand remained pressed against my chest while the mate bond pulsed again.Not sharply.Not like the pain of rejection.This was different.Warm.Weak.Distant.Alive.“Damon!”Mason reached me first.He dropped beside me and grabbed my shoulder while the other players gathered around. Coach Grant blew the whistle and ordered everyone to move back, but their scents and voices still crowded the air.“What happened?” Mason asked.“I’m fine.”The words came out through clenched teeth.“You fell.”“I lost my balance.”“You don’t lose your balance.”Coach crouched on my other side.“Can you stand?”“Yes.”I tried.The moment I shifted my weight, another faint pull moved through the bond.My wolf surged forward.Alive.The word echoed through me with terrifying certainty.Our mate is alive.I gripped Mason’s arm.His expression changed.“You felt it again.”I looked at him.The arena seemed t
DamonMason did not look back as he walked away from the garden.Lelia remained near the bench, her hands folded tightly in her lap. Her face was calm, but something about her posture told me the conversation had not been casual. She looked as though she had just agreed to something difficult.When she noticed me, her expression changed.Not guilt.Fear.That unsettled me more than anything else.I walked closer, careful not to move too quickly. The memory of her stepping away from me the previous evening still sat heavily in my mind.“Are you alright?” I asked.“Yes.”Her answer came too quickly.My eyes moved toward the path Mason had taken.“What were you discussing?”Lelia stood.“Nothing important.”“That did not look like nothing.”Her shoulders tightened.I immediately regretted the question. I sounded like Father, demanding answers simply because I believed I had a right to them.I softened my voice.“I’m not accusing you.”She studied me cautiously.“Mason saw me in the corri
Elliot POV Just like every day, the sharp ring of the alarm clock cut through the quiet morning and pulled me from my restless sleep. I groaned softly and tugged the thin, worn blanket up over my head, trying to block out the world for just a little longer. For a brief moment, I let myself pret
Elliot POVI woke up feeling awful.For a few seconds, I just lay there staring at the ceiling.My body felt strange.Heavy.Weak.Wrong.A dull headache throbbed behind my eyes.My stomach churned uneasily.Even sitting up made the room spin.I pressed a hand against my forehead and groaned.“What
The entire pack was celebrating tognight! banners hanging brightly across the pack square, and music blasting from large speakers set up around the open field. Food stalls lined the edges, their delicious aromas mingling with the excitement, while children ran around wearing Damon jerseys, their
The entire city were buzzing with excitement, the air thick with anticipation that you could almost feel on your skin no matter where you went. Everywhere I turned, people were talking about the hockey game—the biggest one of the season, the championship match that had everyone on edge. Even be







