LOGIN~Derek~Once Derek adjourned the meeting, I left along with the rest, my mind full of chaos. By the time I returned to my room, the tension from the meeting didn’t fade in the least.I sat on the bed, the matters discussed in the meeting faded into the back of my mind while something else took my full attention. Derek’s voice lingered in my mind, not the words about the ritual but the ones he spoke before that. The ones about my childhood memories ‘Why don’t you remember?’My fingers clenched into a fist as I stared ahead without really seeing anything. It shouldn’t have mattered. I had lived my life without those memories. Whatever had been lost had never felt important enough to search for. Until now. Now it felt like something missing wasn’t just a gap. It was a piece of me. Somehow I had the feeling that it mattered. Mattered a lot.I let out a breath and closed my eyes. If I had lost something, then I would find it. It must be buried deep inside my own mind, right? I let my mind
~Derek~The tension in the room sharpened at the guard's words. All attention shifted to him, the urgency in his posture mirrored in the gazes of the rest. I didn’t move from where I stood, but my focus narrowed on him.“Speak,” I said.The guard straightened. “Your Highness, a missing person report was filed early this morning. The individual was last seen at Colvin’s nightclub.”“Details,” I demanded.“Yes, Your Highness. Richard Featherington. He had been drinking with friends in the Corwin's club in the western parts of Silverfall pack. They are saying he left alone around 1 am, appearing intoxicated. He never made it home.”I narrowed my eyes. So a male? That didn’t fit the pattern. But I couldn't just write it out like that without knowing the rest of the details. There were always chances that what we deducted as the pattern was not what the ritual demanded. I needed more details.“Age?” I asked.“Forty five, Your Highness.”That alone shifted the direction of my thoughts. Way
~Derek~Celina stood by the table, her gaze still fixed on the map, her expression thoughtful. There was a quiet intensity in the way she observed things, a natural instinct that didn’t come from training alone. It wasn’t guesswork that had led her there, it was clarity. The kind that came without effort. And that was what caught my attention. Because I had already seen it. The pattern had begun to take shape in my mind the moment we laid out the locations. The spacing, the alignment, the intention behind each point. It had not taken long to recognize what it could become. A heptagonal structure, incomplete, as if waiting for the final victim to complete the structure.I had thought of discussing it once I called a meeting with the rest of the team but Celina surprised me by reaching the conclusion before I could do it. And she didn’t do it through calculation refined by years of strategy or battlefield experience, but through instinct alone. There was nothing remarkable in my noticin
~Celina~I stared at Derek, thoughts churning inside my mind. My memories… Was something really wrong with them? I had never thought much about it before. My past had always been something distant, but never something I felt the need to question. Now, it didn’t feel distant anymore. It felt… missing. I tried to think. Not casually like I always had, but pushing myself to go further back than I ever had before. To reach for something that existed before that moment I had always accepted as the beginning. The day my mother had brought me to Mike. I closed my eyes briefly, concentrating. That day came easily. Too easily. Her hand holding mine, the unfamiliar path, the quiet exchange between her and Mike, the way she had looked at me before she left. And then nothing. No fragments or flashes. No blurred pieces of something just out of reach. Just emptiness.I opened my eyes slowly, a frown on my lips as realization dawned.“That’s the first thing I remember,” I said quietly. “The day she
~Celina~By the next morning, the unease from the previous day hadn’t faded. If anything, it was far deeper than before. It wasn’t the kind of feeling that I could ignore or brush aside as imagination. It stayed with me through the night every time I let my mind drift back to Amanda’s words and the ritual she had described. And the more I thought about it, the harder it became to dismiss the connection that had begun to form in my head. Clara and the dark witch who had been with her while performing the ritual to summon me back to Logan’s pack. Early in the morning, I stepped out of my room, ready to meet Derek. I simply couldn’t wait anymore. Derek would already be working, and if there was even the smallest chance that what I was thinking mattered, I wasn’t going to hold onto it any longer than necessary. The walk to his office felt longer than usual somehow. By the time I reached the door, I had already gone over it more than once, questioning whether I was overthinking it, wheth
~Derek~After meeting Amanda, I went back to my office. I sat on my chair and let out a sigh. Amanda’s words and their implications kept ringing inside my mind even as I tried to ground myself. Right under my nose, someone had the audacity to kidnap people, and they even had the audacity to kill them as sacrifices. That too young maidens who hadn’t even begun their lives. How dare they?I couldn’t get that girl’s terrified wide eyes out of my mind. When I find whoever was doing it, they will wish that they had never even been born in this world. I will make sure of that. This is a promise to the poor girl who died so unjustly.I leaned back in my seat before mindlinking James.‘James, come to my office.’‘Alright. On my way,’ came his swift reply. In just a few moments, I heard a knock on the door.“Come in,” I said, and watched as James walked inside, his gaze meeting mine with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. “Did you find anything after seeing the body?” He asked right away
As I stared at Derek and Fiona in confusion, Derek just stared at me nonchalantly. Meanwhile, Fiona practically vibrated with excitement. Will someone tell me what is going on here?Seeing my baffled look, Fiona let out a laugh before taking my hand.“Don’t look so panicked. We are not going to bit
~Logan~“I think this blue gown makes my eyes look bluish rather than gray. But then again, this red one is stunning and goes well with my dark hair. Logan! Which one do you think I should wear to the Alpha Summit?” Clara asked excitedly, raising two gowns, and I gritted my teeth as I stared at her
~Celina ~I stared at James, my mind full of confusion. Derek had been so busy these days that I hadn’t even gotten a glimpse of him. Now that I knew the Alpha Summit was coming, I knew he was probably dealing with its preparations. After all, a meeting where all sorts of Alphas, probably even those
~Celina~I wiped off my sweat with a towel and sat back on the bench, panting heavily. “Good match, Celina!” Rachel said cheerfully, plopping next to me, looking fresh as a daisy compared to the sweaty mess that was me. It was moments like these when I missed my warrior powers and envied the warri







