Se connecterEmily’s POVI closed my eyes, waiting for my death, and had regrets. My children will never be born, and Luca will suffer. Then his scent hit my nostrils. Luca.Camila and Cassandra were screaming in the corner, their eyes wide with terror, huddled together and shaking. They had seen Luca lose control, had witnessed the fury in his eyes, and now they feared what he might do to them after everything. Alpha Magnus rushed to my side, his movements sharp and urgent. Without waiting, he lifted me and carried me swiftly outside.I didn’t have time to ask what had happened or what he planned next. The helicopter landed with a blast of wind, and a team of doctors and two nurses were there, strapping me quickly to the gurney. They cut the silver cuffs from my wrists and, in moments, we were in the air.Alpha Magnus, I reached for his hand. His face was stern and angry. Where is Luca?Don’t worry, he is safe. Now close your eyes and rest. But the worry never left me. If he lost control, then he
Luca’s POVI was holding her hand so tight; she chuckled. My palms were sweaty, my heart pounding in my chest, and I could barely keep still from the rush of nerves and excitement. My mom was doing the ultrasound; we would finally find out the baby’s gender. I kept glancing at Emily, searching her face for any sign of worry but finding only warmth there. I tried to steady my breathing. No matter what, I knew this child would have all my love—I would love it no matter what, and I reassured her again, needing her to know how much she and our baby meant to me.The heartbeat was fast and loud; we both let out a sigh of relief. Then she turned to us.Are you ready? She said, teasing us.Mom, say it already…It's a boy…I jumped to my feet and let out a howl loud and clear. The pack will know; we had an heir. In our world, the birth of a true heir is more than just a joyful moment for a family—it means safety and prosperity for the entire pack. Tradition runs deep among us; whenever an heir
Luca’s POVI sat on the chair across from Hunder in the dimly lit dungeon. The heavy scent of stone and iron bars surrounded us. Across the gloomy room, the guards stood on either side of the door, waiting for my orders. Hunder hung his head, defeated, wrists shackled to the chair. I fixed him with a cold stare. "Your wife and daughter took all the money and jewelry, but don't worry, we caught up with them. Bring them in," I ordered, and the guards moved to open the door.His face looked surprised. You ran away? He shouted at Camila.Hunder," she laughed. "Did you think I would stick around?"Fucking bitch, he lunged, but the chains stopped him. I watched it unravel without even asking a question.Since we are honest, let me tell you something: your witch wife…she was telling the truth before she died. It was so easy to convince you: a small potion and your brain was fuzzy, raging with jealousy. I watched Hunder’s face as the words settled in, his eyes widening, jaw clenching tight. A
Luca’s POVLife in the pack had settled back into its usual rhythm. It had been three months since everything changed, and Emily adjusted surprisingly fast. During those months, there was no word from Hunder or Cassandra. For context, Hunder was once a trusted beta before he betrayed us, and Cassandra, his cunning partner, helped him escape when his plans fell apart. I wasn’t holding my breath for peace. I knew better than to trust either of them.Sitting at the office, Hathor walked inside, his face pale.Luca, the spy, sent a message. He paused. Hunder is preparing to attack. I stood up.Okay, pack meeting tonight. I’m sure he has a spy here, and we will proceed with our plan. I walked around the desk and outside looking for Emily. She has been spending most of her time with the pack, and Dahlia followed her everywhere. Dahlia was believed to be her little sister, but no one was entirely sure. There had always been uncertainty because Dahlia had been found with Emily as a baby, but
Emily’s POVI didn’t even ask what he did to Cassandra, but Luna Adira said she won’t be able to lie on her back for a while. Part of me thought she deserved it, after everything she tried to do, but another part couldn’t help feeling a little uneasy. My mind kept circling the punishment: I wanted to feel satisfied that she finally faced consequences, but satisfaction didn’t come as easily as I’d expected. There was a bitter edge to it, like the taste of something I shouldn't enjoy but couldn't help myself. Guilt prickled at me, sharp and uncomfortable, as I imagined her in pain. I was angry at her; I wanted her to pay for what she tried to do to Luca and to me, but hearing that she suffered made something twist inside me. Was I really any better than her for finding relief in her pain? I told myself it was justice, but the line between justice and revenge felt blurrier now. Still, I hoped this would be the end of it.I was pacing in the room and overthinking everything. I loved Luca.
Emily’s POVI looked shocked at him, then at the papers on the dresser. Luca, do you really think I would do this?Answer me, I shouted. Never mind, you just did. My hands trembled as I grabbed my backpack, the anger and heartbreak clawing at my chest. In that moment, memories flashed through my mind—of the night I first arrived, scared but hopeful, of Luca’s arms around me, whispering that I belonged. How could it all fall apart this fast? I shoved my old things in with no care, biting down hard to keep sobs from escaping. What if everyone always suspects me, no matter how much I try to prove myself? Maybe Cassandra was right, and I’d never truly be one of them. My mind felt numb and disconnected, yet every movement seemed fueled by a desperate need to escape. I undressed the new ones and threw them on the bed, not caring where they landed. I pulled on the ripped pants I came in with and the T-shirt, my fingers clumsy and cold. It felt like I was unraveling, piece by piece. Underneat
Adira’s POVI woke up in a room with my head throbbing. The air smelled sharply of old things. Dust floated in the light from a narrow window. I pushed myself up, my muscles aching, the blanket rough against my skin. Muffled noises, like heavy footsteps and distant clattering, made the silence feel
Magnus’s POVWe gathered around Luna’s body, which was wrapped in a sheet and lay on a bed of wood.The girl finished her sad song. Michael stepped forward with the torch, and then everything happened so fast.Diane burst through the doors, running toward her mother’s body.Michael was almost there
Adira’s POVI could tell Magnus carried a lot of anger as I followed him to the bathhouse.He took off his shirt, and I couldn’t help but stare, my face growing hot. His skin looked warm and stretched over hard muscles, his pack tattoos shifting as he moved. The air was thick with the clean scent o
Torne PackMagnus’s POVI walked into the bedroom and locked the door behind me.My baby boy is gone, ripped from me. How much more agony can I bear? Ronda did it on purpose. She defied me, took my child, shattered my trust, destroyed everything. Someone will pay. Someone must bleed for this.I sta







