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"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday little princess, happy birthday to you "my mom sang waking me up from the bed.
I am finally 19 years old. I am finally legal in my home, I am off age now. I can get into clubs now.
" Thank you mom"I smile at her, always honouring our birthday tradition.
That is waking up to a birthday song in bed.
"Blow your candle princess" she says and I take the little cupcake with the number 18 candle on top.
I blow it and she claps her hands excitedly.
"Now, freshen up and get ready, we have a lot to do today. Your brother and sister are already done,"she says and I nodded.
I freshened up and stood In front of the mirror for a while while staring at my reflection.
Yep, the changes happened immediately it struck midnight this dawn.
My boob has become bigger than the actual size, my waist has become slimmer and I have grown a little bit taller.
I'll say 5'9.
Normal average werewolf height.
Wow I really look like a woman, I just hope I find my mate today.
'Of course we will' someone says and I got startled.
Who the fuck is that? Did Crystal get in my head again.
'No silly, I am your wolf' the soft female voice says again and I sigh in relief.
"Oh wow,this is better than I expected. I can't believe I am able to finally talk to you"I say excitedly.
'me too. My name is Averia, but you can call me Ria"she says
"Nice to meet you Averia, I am Serene but you can me Rene" I tell her and she wiggles her tail in excitement.
'We are going to have some fun today' she says and goes back to the back of my head.
I changed into a black denim jeans and brown off the shoulder top. I curled my hair and applied a little bit of make up.
I made my way downstairs for breakfast and we went to the mall for the day.
The entire day was shopped and bought all kinds of girlie stuff for the birthday celebration.
Our last stop was at the gown shop, and I picked the prettiest gown ever.
We then got our hair and nails done before going back home to set everything up.
By the time evening came, everything was ready and set.
I just got out of the shower, my dress hanging beautifully in my room, along with the family necklace, my phone suddenly rings.
I answered immediately when I saw Tasha's name.
"Sup girl?" I say into the phone.
"Serene, I need your help. My car broke down in the middle of the woods near the mall. Can you come and pick me up "she says hurriedly.
Oh that place is dangerous.
" Okay, I'll be there in 15 minutes"I tell her and hang up.
I immediately put on a black romper and grabbed my car keys. Left through the window because mama would be pissed if I don't get to see the Alpha before the party.
Which I am going to miss by the way.
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"Serene, where have you been?" my mom scolds looking at me and Tasha in anger.
"I went to pick up Tasha, mom. She was stranded. I am sorry,"I told her.
"You'll kill me one day. Hurry up and change, there is around I haven't heard anything yet. You can join the party, you'll see him there,"mom says and I nodded.
Tasha and mom took me upstairs and helped me dress.
My dress was a corset off the shoulder dress. I pair it with silver heels and matching jewelry.
"You look beautiful my darling. May the moon goddess bless you with a good mate,"she blesses me.
"Thank you mother" I replied.
"Come on let's go and enjoy your party" Tasha says happily.
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After all the rituals were done on the ceremony grounds, the party began, and we started mingling with the others.
My wolf has been giddy ever since we started mingling, and I know something is up.
"Mate! I can smell him! I can smell it, mate. Can we go to him?" she says, wiggling her tail.
"Are you sure he is here?" I asked.
"Yes! Now go to him!" she yells, and I follow her directions.
The sweet scent of mint and wood fills my nostrils as I walk through the rose bush.
What would he be doing here?
I stopped when I heard muffled voices.
"How can it be her? You have to reject her. I am the one for you. You love me!" someone cries.
Wait, is it Crystal??
"I know it isn't that easy, but I'll do it. I love you, and nothing else will come between us," the man whispers.
"Mate is here. Follow the scent!" Ria yells at me.
As much as I want to know who my sister is talking to, I need to find my mate.
I walked around the bush and stopped in my tracks when I saw two people kissing.
"Mate! That is mate! But... but... but mate is with another woman! Mate is hurting us," Ria says, reflecting on our emotions.
"Mate!" I whisper, my eyes beginning to glow bright yellow. Ria wants to come out.
"Mate!" a very well-known voice says.
The couple broke apart, and if I didn't want to faint before, I want to faint now.
Alpha Zander is my mate, and he is kissing my sister! My younger fucking sister.
I stepped back a little as everything dawned on me. The rumors are true; it has been her.
It always has been her.
'mate is hurting us. I can't talk to mate's wolf. He is blocking us,' Ria cries in my head.
"Why would you do this? How can you do this, Zander! What did I ever do to you?" I yell, about to attack him, but he is in front of her within seconds, protecting her.
He is choosing her over us.
"Stay down, Serene. This has nothing to do with your sister. I am sorry you had to find out this way," he says calmly.
"Okay, I am going to forget everything. Let's just go, Alpha," I say simply, trying to control my anger.
"You don't get it, Serene. I can't be with you. I am in love with her, and I plan on marrying her and making her my Luna," he says.
"Wait, what? What is that supposed to mean? I am your mate. You can't reject me, Alpha. I might die," I say, my eyes shining with tears.
Rejection is a shame and disgrace upon one's family and herself. It is also painful, and given he is an Alpha, I might die.
"I am sorry, but it is a risk I am willing to take," he says, and I think I might die before the rejection.
"Why her? Am I not good enough for you?" I whisper, feeling Ria's wail.
"I am sorry, but you are not the one for me," he says. I know what he is about to do next.
"I am the one for you. The Moon Goddess chose me, not her!" I cry, tears cascading down my face.
"She chose wrongly," he says with finality.
"Please, Alpha."
"I, Alpha Zander McLean, reject you, Serene Gun, as my mate and Luna," he says.
And I scream as I feel something break within me. Ria wails in agony.
Then everything goes black.
I stumbled out of the room, my chest tight, like the air itself had turned against me. The woods stretched around me, pale shafts of light cutting through the trees, but it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered. My wolf circled me, its movements sharp, tense, mirroring the chaos rattling my chest. The bond was picking up Winter’s pulse, her quiet despair from earlier, and my wolf couldn’t soothe her. Neither could I.I sank to the ground, fists digging into the dirt, the soil pressing against my nails as if grounding me. My heart felt raw, shredded, torn between memory and truth. I replayed everything Winter had shown me , the papers, the reports, the survivor lists, the mission orders. The black-magic crest. Every detail was a blade twisting in my gut.My father , the Beta , the architect of deception.I closed my eyes, trying to reconcile it with the boy I remembered. I saw Terry, young and reckless, flinching as smoke and fire consumed the walls around us. I saw my mother, frantic, dragg
I felt the weight of her words settle in my chest like stones, one after another, until it felt like my ribs were cracking under the pressure. Augustus. My father’s name. She said it so calmly, but the sound of it in my ears made the ground shift beneath me. I couldn’t breathe properly. I wanted to believe her. Goddess, I wanted to believe her. I needed to. But every fragment of memory I had clung to me like fire and blood, like smoke curling around my lungs, and what she was showing me didn’t fit.I saw my mother again. Her hands frantic, dragging Terry through the smoke, screaming for him to move faster. I saw his small face, terrified and bright with stubborn courage. I heard my father’s voice, low and cold, and the words he drilled into me so many times when I was young: “Never trust them. Never trust the ones outside. They will betray you.” That voice wasn’t just a memory. It was a command etched into my bones. And now it was colliding with what Winter was saying. With the eviden
My breath stilled in my chest.Augustus.The name hit me like a punch behind the ribs. Every story my father told me this morning… every document… every warning… it all clicked together in a way that made my stomach twist.Tyron saw the change in my expression instantly. Of course he did. He always noticed the shifts I tried to hide.His jaw tightened. “Winter,” he murmured, voice low with suspicion, “what is that look?”I didn’t answer. I couldn’t,not here, not in the middle of the trees with the entire training field a stone’s throw away. My pulse was pounding too loudly, and the weight of what I now knew sat like a stone in my throat.I reached for his hand.“Come with me,” I said quietly.He didn’t fight me. He didn’t even question it. He just followed,because somewhere deep down, his instincts knew too.We walked back toward the pack house in silence. The air felt thick, like the world was listening. When we reached the hallway near my room, I slipped inside and closed the door b
Winter POVI waited until the afternoon before going to the training field. The sun was warm and the ground smelled like grass and sweat and iron. Aria was sparring with one of the warriors and Asher was stretching out his shoulders. Tyron was standing near the center of the grounds with his arms folded and his eyes tracking their movements with that quiet calculating focus that always made me wonder if he ever truly rested.When I walked closer his eyes lifted and locked onto me. There was no shock. No confusion. It was like he had already known I was coming. Like he had been waiting.His voice was low and even."Are you training today or are you only here to stare at me"I felt a small breath catch in my throat. I crossed my arms to hide how uneasy I was."Maybe I came here because I wanted to see you"That actually made his jaw shift like he was holding back a reaction. His eyes darkened and softened at the same time. It was strange how he could be both intense and gentle all at on
Winter POVThe next morning I did not go to the training grounds. I did not even bother to check the field from my window. Aria had already texted me asking if I was running late and I stared at her message for more than a full minute without responding. I felt guilty but my chest was too heavy for weapons and sparring drills. I needed air. I needed clarity. I needed answers. And there was only one person who could give them to me.So I walked out of my room without even brushing my hair. My bare feet were quiet against the stairs and my heart thudded in a steady rhythm that felt more like stubborn determination than panic. My father had always been the one person who never lied to me. Even when it hurt. Even when I wanted to believe in pretty lies.I went straight to the upstairs hallway and headed toward his private office. My hand snapped up and I knocked once for formality then opened the door.And I regretted it instantly.Because my mother was on my fathers lap with her hands ta
WinterThe morning light bled softly through the curtains, gold spilling over the sheets, over his skin. Tyron slept beside me, his arm draped over my waist, his breathing steady and deep. I could feel the weight of his body against mine, the quiet warmth of it. There was something peaceful about watching him like that, unguarded, the sharpness of his face softened by sleep.But peace didn’t last long for me anymore.The night before still echoed in my head,his story, the pain in his voice when he spoke about Terry. Every word had sounded true, carved straight from his heart. But there was something about it, something small and unspoken that lingered at the back of my mind like a faint shadow.I turned slowly, watching him. His lashes brushed against his cheeks, his lips slightly parted. He looked nothing like the ruthless rogue who once stormed our borders. He looked human. Vulnerable. And maybe that was the danger.I slipped out from under his arm carefully, not wanting to wake him







