LOGINI woke up with a splitting headache. What the heck happened?
"Oh Serene, I am so glad you’re awake. You gave us a scare," Mom says, rushing to my side.
She places a cup of water down and sits beside my bed.
"What happened?" I ask groggily.
"I don't know, Alpha Zander brought you unconscious. He said he found you in the bush unresponsive. The doctor said it might be a rogue attack. I am just glad you are okay," she hugs me.
Attacked?
My bedroom door opens again, my eyes meet hers, and that is when everything starts coming back.
Crystal and Alpha Zander.
They were kissing.
Him choosing her over me.
The rejection.
Averia's pain.
'Ria,' I called out to her.
'Yeah,' her weak voice responds.
'What is wrong? Are you okay?' I ask worriedly.
'I am trying to be strong for us. I am dying by any minute. I need mate,' she whimpers weakly.
'He rejected us, Ria,' I almost yelled at her. She whimpers in pain and retreats to the back of my head.
"Oh Serene, I am so glad you are okay," Crystal says and rushes to climb my bed.
She takes my hands into hers, and I immediately pull away as if she burned me.
She did burn me.
In the worst way possible.
"Don't touch me," I glared at her.
"Serene! Don't be rude to your little sister. You don't know how much she has cried for you," Mom scolds and walks into my bathroom.
"Did you tell them the truth?" she asks worriedly.
"How can I do that if I just woke up? You already know Mom is going to know her little daughter is a two-faced whore and mate stealer," I tell her.
"Don't call me that! I loved Zander way before he even became the Alpha. Don't pretend I didn't notice how you looked at him; I knew you also liked him, but I was too deep to let him go. I am sorry this happened, but nothing can be done about it," she says.
"A lot of things can be done about it. You can find your own mate and leave mine alone. You are so young, Crystal,it will be very odd for you to find before your 19th birthday!" I tell her.
"I can't, " she whispers.
"Why can't you?" I asked.
"I am sorry Serene but I can't, I am already carrying Zander's child," she says, and my face falls and my heart drops.
"What! What! How can you do that! Why will you do that to me ! Does Mom know about any of this? You are only 18 fucking years old." I asked,my voice was full of anger.
"No.. Keep your fucking voice down. Mom doesn't know about it, we were planning on telling them once your birthday was over and you weren't his mate. We didn't know this would happen! I know I am young but I love him and you won't stop me. My age is a rightful age to find a mate. A lot of wolves are married at my age." she says.
"Shut up, Crystal. I can't believe you are even my sister. You being my sister doesn't mean I forgive you. You hurt me so much. I hate that. You two are so horrible; you plan on sending me away!" I yell at her.
"Keep it down, Serene; Mom will hear you. I am sorry that this has to happen, but nothing could be done about it," she keeps on saying that.
"Why do you keep saying that?!" I shout in anger.
"Because Alpha and dad spoke this morning.Our wedding date has been set. We have already announced our engagement"she says and I feel like the walls are closing in on me.
My mom walks out of the bathroom with my dirty laundry.
"What..mom is it true. Is crystal getting married"I ask tears well up in my eyes
"Oh yes,I forgot to tell you that. Alpha Zander is her mate after all and we have already given them our blessings. The wedding will be on the next full moon. I can't believe it took hid wolf so long to figure out my youngest daughter is his mate"mom says and walks out with the laundry.
"I am sorry, Serene. You need to accept his rejection. I love him," my sister says and stands up, leaving me in a sobbing mess.
I can feel Ria wallowing in pain.
"I am so sorry I disappointed you, Ria," I whispered, and she responded with a whimper.
Later in the afternoon, the pack doctor came to check on me and said I was fine but would heal with time.
Something tells me he knows what is going on but has been made to keep quiet.
I didn't leave the room until 6 PM when my brother came to call me downstairs for dinner.
I stopped in my tracks when I spotted four foreigners in the room.
Alpha Zander, Beta Darius, Alpha Eli, and Luna Nara.
"Serene, my oh my, I am sorry for what happened. I hope those rogues are caught and dealt with," Luna Nara says and gives me a hug.
"Luna. Alpha Eli," I bow to them.
"Alpha and Luna are here to help us with the wedding preparation. We are going to be a family after all," Dad says, and they chuckle.
At that moment, I wish I hadn't raised my head.
Alpha Zander has his hands wrapped around my sister's waist, and she is hugging his side with her head on his torso.
"That is wonderful. I think I am going to go for a walk. The doctor said I need it," I tell them.
"Nonsense, you can go for a walk tomorrow," Mom says.
"Yes, sis, I need you here since you are going to be my maid of honor," my sister says with a sweet smile.
"Sure, why not," I went back to my seat, and the dinner began.
.
The following weeks were torture. I watched as my sister and Zander paraded around the village as if nothing happened. I always tried to keep Ria under control every time we were around him. He practically ignored our presence.
I sometimes wondered how he kept his wolf under control, or if he too was in love with Sansa, my sister's wolf. She found out on her 17th birthday. She was an early bloomer.
But today seals my fate. The night of the full moon is tonight, which means my sister's wedding is today.
The house has been quiet, but I stayed in my room. It is bad enough to watch your mate with another woman but also to stand by their side as they make a complete fool out of you.
That night, I watched them get married and perform the rituals. That night, I felt him mark her, and I nearly died.
A part of me was lost.
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







