登入Brielle's POVArtavius looked at me, guilt replacing the anger that had filled his face only moments ago.His gaze drifted to the desk I had been looking at.“It’s not entirely because of him,” he said gently, as though trying to ease the weight I had placed on my shoulders. “Most of it is because Rhea left.”My heart sank.I lowered my eyes, blinking rapidly as fresh tears gathered despite my efforts to hold them back.“My family has done nothing but add to your burdens,” I whispered. “First my sister… and now my father.”My voice trembled.“You already carry the weight of leading the entire Pack, and instead of making your life easier…” I swallowed hard. “We’ve only made it harder.”A tear slipped down my cheek. Before I could wipe it away, Artavius was already beside me.“Brielle…” His voice softened as he cupped my face, brushing away the tear with his thumb. “Don’t cry.”More tears followed despite his touch.“Hey…” he murmured, pulling me gently into his arms. “None of this is y
Brielle’s POVThe office was eerily quiet, broken only by the steady scratching of a pen across paper and the occasional rustle of parchment.The warm dinner in my hands suddenly felt insignificant.Artavius sat behind his massive desk with his head bowed, completely consumed by his work. Documents were scattered across nearly every inch of the table, some stacked in uneven piles while others lay open before him, covered in notes and corrections.“Artavius,” I called softly as I approached.He was so engrossed that he did not immediately look up. His pen continued moving for another moment before finally coming to a stop.“Brielle?” Surprise flickered across his face. “What are you doing here?”I gave him a gentle smile and carried the tray toward the low table in front of his desk.“I brought you dinner.” I carefully set it down before taking a seat on the couch. “You should stop working for a while and eat.”Artavius hesitated.His gaze moved from me to the covered dishes, and for a
Brielle's POVA frantic knock echoed through my chambers. I frowned and looked up from the book resting on my lap. “Come in.”The door swung open, and one of the servants stepped inside, her face pale. “Luna Brielle… your mother is here.”My brows lifted. Mother?She never came to my chambers without sending word first. “Let her in.”The servant stepped aside. The moment Mother crossed the doorway, I froze.Her eyes were swollen from crying. Her hair, usually arranged with meticulous care, had come loose around her face. Her dress was wrinkled, as though she had thrown it on without a second thought.She looked… Broken.“Mother?” I rose immediately. “What happened?”The moment our eyes met, fresh tears spilled down her cheeks.“Brielle…” Her voice cracked.She rushed toward me and seized both of my hands so tightly they hurt. “You have to help your father.”A chill crawled down my spine. “What happened to Father?”Mother shook her head violently, unable to stop crying. “It’s over…” sh
Artavius’s POVPatrol reports had never been the Pack Commander’s responsibility. They belonged to the Pack Gamma.Yet as I skimmed through the documents spread across my desk, one name appeared again and again.Rhea Veris.Every report from before her departure had been prepared and submitted by her. Marcello’s name was nowhere to be found.It only began appearing on the reports written after Rhea left Valcrest.Disbelief settled heavily in my chest as I flipped through the reports again, searching for Gamma Marcello’s name and hoping I had somehow overlooked it.I hadn’t.Rhea had been doing his work all this time. How could he do this to his own daughter?Rhea's job as a commander is to assist Gamma Marcello and not to take over his duties entirely. What Marcello had done went far beyond negligence.He had abandoned the responsibilities of his rank and placed every burden on Rhea’s shoulders, allowing her to perform the work while he kept the title, the authority, and the respect
Artavius's POV“Alpha!” The office doors burst open with enough force to slam against the stone walls.A warrior staggered inside, his armor drenched in blood. One arm hung uselessly at his side, while deep claw marks carved across his chest. He took only a few unsteady steps before collapsing to one knee.I shot out of my seat and crossed the room.“What happened?” I demanded.“The eastern patrol…” His voice shook as he struggled to catch his breath. “We were ambushed by rogues.”My jaw clenched.Rogues had always been a nuisance along our borders, but never once had they dared to attack one of our patrols so openly.Before Rhea left, the rogues were scared of us. They hide whenever they sense our patrols nearby, but now, they have become aggressive. They are using Rhea's absence as their opportunity to attack without hesitation, testing our defenses for weaknesses, and seizing every opportunity to force their way deeper into our territory.“Easy,” I said, catching him by the should
Koen's POV“Alpha Koen.” I was on my way to my office when a familiar voice stopped me. “Can we talk?” I turned to find Sandra standing behind me, her expression unusually serious.“Of course.” I opened the door and gestured for her to enter. “Come in.”She walked past me and dropped onto the couch the moment she was inside.I closed the door behind us, my brows drawing together. “Is something wrong?”“What is really going on, Koen?” Sandra leaned forward in her seat, fixing me with a direct, unflinching stare. “What exactly are you planning to do with Rhea?”I frowned and settled onto the couch across from her. “What do you mean?”I had assumed she had come to me with a request or some problem within the Pack. I had not expected the conversation to be about Rhea.“First, you brought her here after taking her from her own Pack. Now you are assigning her to train our warriors.” Sandra’s expression hardened. “You are not seriously planning to let her stay in Celestia permanently, are y
Rhea’s POVArtavius is now the official future Alpha of the Valcrest Pack. After years of being gone, he is officially returning home tonight.Yesterday, the pack had just received news that Artavius, our Alpha’s only son had emerged victorious from the Ascension Rite.It is an old werewolf traditi
Rhea’s POVEleven days passed.Only three remained before Artavius and Brielle’s mating ceremony.The entire pack had transformed in preparation for it.Decorations draped the Packhouse halls while warriors doubled patrol rotations around the territory. Noble families from neighboring packs had alr
Rhea’s POVPeople rushed to comfort Brielle while they only spared me judging glances.Not a single person approached me.The people who once praised me for my strength and loyalty, and respected me as Valcrest’s Vanguard didn’t dare to approach me.I suddenly felt completely alone.Alone in the mi
Rhea’s POV“Rhea!” I heard Brielle’s voice call out behind me.I didn’t stop.Instead, I quickened my pace as I stepped outside of the Packhouse.Several heads turned to us immediatelyThe omegas who were tending the garden and the Pack members who were busy minding their business suddenly stopped







