DAISY'S POVI held my breath in anticipation, eagerly waiting for these mysterious people to step out from behind the bushes.Could it be that Zordon wanted to get rid of me somehow to simply annoy Dexter, given that it appears the scoundrel has expressed some affection for me? I felt the urge to kick the tree again out of anger. If this was Zordon’s plan then he tricked me into believing I could trust him. No, I thought. Zordon wouldn’t stoop so low. Would he? Before I could move, like five huge men, who were built like giants, stepped out from the forest at speeds almost greater than the wind. My lips parted slowly, my throat suddenly dry as I wondered why he called these men here. I sure hoped it wasn't to train me because there was no way in hell I could handle even one of them, much less all five. "Boys, get to work," Zordon commanded like the Alpha he was, and my heart started pounding heavily in my chest."Yes, sir." They all yelled, their high tones sending shivers down my
DEXTER'S POV"Run Luna! Run," I yelled with all my might. I forcefully nudged her, hoping she would get moving already. She released a startled breath. My forceful push caused her to lose balance and fall heavily to the ground. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead.My heart thumped in my chest, and my eyes widened in surprise, especially upon hearing the enemy's footsteps getting nearer. The Luna scattered to her feet and bolted off, away from the man who chased her. I tried to run with her, but suddenly an arrow whizzed through the air from behind and struck deep into my heel."Argh!" I winced in pain. Instantly, I felt something began to burn my veins as something like acid moved through my system, weakening me. My legs wobbled, causing me to drop to my knees while everything around me faded.There was no doubt about it. I was poisoned. I blinked rapidly, struggling to keep my eyes open.A few feet away from me, I saw her running back towards me, shaking her head in disbelief. She
KENDRA'S POV"I had another dream, Dusty." I overheard Dexter telling his beta. I was walking past the study, but then paused in my footsteps and decided to eavesdrop. This was the only way I could learn what was going on in this pack, since Dexter had stopped telling me shit. Whatever they were saying could be beneficial to my plan. "When you say another dream, do you mean it is the same as the first?" Dustin asked. Could it be the same dream Dexter narrated to Alpha Xavier or a different one? I pondered, paying close attention to their conversation.“Yeah, it's always the same one. I think Daisy is using these dreams as a medium to ask me for help," he added, and I scoffed, trying to believe he wasn't that daft. Though he was so easy to fool.Of course, he was dreaming of that bar maid. I didn't see what the big deal was about her. She was always so quiet but then she had this controlling side to her. I remembered how pissed off Dexter was once when Daisy came up with the plan t
DEXTER'S POV"Where the hell is my breakfast?" I questioned Kendra as I walked into the dining room. She was sitting at the edge of the table, sipping a cup of coffee, and I shook my head. Useless woman. I just hope she didn't overdose on caffeine. I knew she already had a cup earlier at dawn. I smelt it in the room after I came back from my run. "Ask the maids. I am not in charge of feeding you," she replied rudely, and I halted in my steps."Are you fucking kidding me? You are my wife, so you are responsible for my meals whether the maids prepare them or not," I reminded her just in case she had forgotten, but she just scoffed like I had said the silliest thing ever."Now I'm your wife?" she sipped her coffee. "What about that Luna you've been having wet dreams of?"Here we go! I ignored her. "My meal, Kendra, and don't let me ask you again," I told her as I pulled out a chair to sit on. I grabbed the newspaper one servant placed on the table and began to read it.The first thing
DAISY'S POV "Get up and go at it again!" Zordon yelled from across the field where he was standing while I lay flat on the grass, breathing heavily. Totally spent and tired. I'd been going through some serious training with him for a week. Most times, I wonder if I had offended him and this was one of his revenge plan. Not once since the training had I been able to win or take one of his men down. Instead of building strength, it seemed like I was losing it, which made me wonder why I was even doing this. I blew out some air, watching as the same warriors whom I had been sparring with every single day since the gala got to their feet, cracking their knuckles and not even looking a bit tired. "You know this is not fair. Five men against me and you expect me to get up fast," I scoffed in disbelief, hoping Zordon would at least have some pity or would soften his heart but he continued to stare at me, his hands wrapped around his chest as he shook his head sideways as if pitying
DAISY'S POVI heard Zordon let out a low growl, as my back met with the fifth guy's chest. I turned to glance at him to see his face tightened as if he was annoyed or something.My hands and body were locked in position, so I could not move. Seeing this, I nudged my head backwards, hitting my attacker on the nose.At first, he didn't budge, so I tried the second time but still nothing so I gritted my teeth against one another. In anger, I managed to use my foot to step on his toes, before trying again to hit my head against him and it worked.His grip loosened, so I broke free, turned around and then hit him in the groin with my knee. I watched as he let out a loud howl, clenching his underneath tightly, and then dropping to his knees. I doubled my fist to punch him. "Please Luna. No more, I beg you," he grunted, and I grinned, letting my hand fall to my side. "Woo Hoo!" I yelled, excited, knowing I had won, feeling a sense of satisfaction running through me. I heard the sound of a
ZORDON'S POV"Where is your Luna?" I asked one of my security detail as the two of them walked into the palace but got no response from either of them. "Am I talking to myself or did I asked you two a question?" I inquired, making them halt in their steps. They exchanged looks, with one of them scratching the back of his neck nervously.I furrowed my eyebrows at them in confusion. What was going on? I sure hope they didn't leave her back there at the field all alone. I thought I made it clear for them to stay at a distance but to keep an eye on her at all times. I felt my forehead developing lines as I became overcome with worry."She-she was resting on the field, Alpha." One of them stuttered, and I scoffed."So you really left her behind without leaving an eye on her?" I half-yelled, frowning at them, feeling my knuckles burn with the urge to smack them both in the face."We thought she'd be OK, plus we didn't expect her to stay out there so long.""How many times have I sounded it
DAISY'S POV 'He's kissing me.' Alpha Zordon was kissing me again. This man tasted like trouble and sin, plus a whole lot of sex. The way how his fingertips were tracing the waistline of my leggings made the little hairs on my back excited. My body shivered when I felt his hands on my ass, squeezing and kneading it like it was play dough. My pussy trembled, leading me to gasp loudly. I pulled away from the kiss, biting my bottom lip to hold back the scream that was bubbling up inside me. If his palms were generating such reactions from me, imagine what his cock would do once it was inside. What the hell was I thinking? Was I prepared to take things to the next level with him? 'Yes. Yes we are,' Patra purred and for once, I agreed with my wolf. "I'm sorry. Did I cross the line?" He asked me, breaking me from my chain of thoughts. I couldn't take my eyes off his lips, and my mind started to wander to all the talented things that mouth of his could do. I didn't even real
DAISY'S POVZordon was in wolf form, and his eyes were locked onto Jezebel. She raised her staff again."You'll never win," she hissed as Zordon stalked forward, his growl low and feral. "Your mate will fall. Your child will belong to—"She didn't finish.With a roar that split the air, Zordon lunged. His massive jaws clamped around her throat, silencing her forever. Jezebel's eyes went wide, her staff falling from her hands, and then I heard a crack as Zordon ripped her apart. Blood sprayed the ground. The dark witch who had haunted so many dreams lay limp and lifeless, her neck crushed between the teeth of a king.‘Nice bite,’ I whispered through the link, and Zordon growled in reply.From the left, I caught movement as Dustin and Olivia stood side by side, their furs soaked in blood and ash.‘Olivia!’ Dustin shouted through the packlink. It felt good to have had him join our pack. ‘If we survive this, you wanna go out with me? His wolf bit off another wolf's right paw.’She spun, c
DAISY'S POVAlpha Godfrey was standing there, looking at me through marble-black eyes that shone like laser beams.My claws stayed out, my body ready to strike, but something inside me needed to know.I took a slow step forward, my voice steady despite the storm churning in my chest."Why?" I asked him. "Why are you doing this?"Godfrey didn't answer right away. He studied me with his dark and ancient eyes, like they'd seen too many winters and too much blood. He looked at me the way someone might look at an insect they couldn't quite squash, curious, detached, and completely without mercy."It's nothing personal, child," he said finally, his voice low and almost... kind. "It never was."My jaw clenched. "You're trying to kill me and take my child, and you think that's not personal?"He gave a small, cold smile. "Well, you're at war with mine, and I'm not taking it personal." He casually gestured to Kendra. A low chuckle spilled from his chest. His gaze slowly crawled to my belly, and
DAISY'S POVZordon didn't wait.He charged forward with a growl that sent a shiver through the ground. His body twisted midair, fur ripping through skin, bones reshaping as he shifted faster than I'd ever seen. When he landed, the black wolf that emerged was massive, terrifying, and entirely focused on blood.Isla was right behind him. Her armor clanged to the ground as her body folded into itself, reshaping. Grey fur that seemed silver at first glance bloomed across her back. She hit the dirt running, a flash of steel and teeth.Then Stefan. He let out something between a battle cry and a roar as he leapt, his russet form exploding forward, golden streaks lighting his fur as he collided with a corrupted wolf mid-sprint.Just like that, the front line was chaos.Wolves clashed. Witches shouted spells. Steel met shadow, and blood sprayed into the night air.But I hadn't moved.I stood there, heart pounding, breath caught in my throat.She was awake.My wolf.For the first time in years
DAISY'S POVThe moment the words left my mouth, the world seemed to still.We fight now.The silence before the storm was thick and charged, as if the air itself was holding its breath. Then the roar came, with thousands of voices howling in one unified cry that echoed across the valley, shaking the ground beneath our feet.I stood at the head of the formation, the silver crest of the Deathclaw banner flapping behind me. My heart pounded with a fiery purpose. I wasn't just walking into battle. I was walking into fate.Zordon stood to my right, his tall and steady frame towering over the field like a shadow. He was one who always commanded gazes, but this time, the army's eyes weren't just on him.They were on me.The woman they'd once whispered about behind closed doors. The orphan girl, the wolfless Luna, the scorned Luna sold to pay off a pack's debts.Now I was their leader.Our leader.I raised my newly formed sword, which had runes carved into its blade by Lila herself. I demande
ZORDON'S POVThe fortress burst into movement. Wolves howled. Witches began chanting. Soldiers strapped on armor, sharpened claws and blades. The heartbeat of the Deathclaw pack thundered through the stone.That's when I heard her voice."Alpha Zordon."I turned.And there she stood.Olivia. Dressed in black leathers. Her braid pulled back like it had been in her warrior days. Her chin high, shoulders squared. But it was her eyes that stopped me. Not pleading. Not angry.Resolved."You are staying," I said, uncertain whether it was a question or a statement.She nodded once. "At first... I came back for you."Isla stilled beside me."I thought maybe we could fix what was broken," Liv continued. "But I see now... some things aren't meant to be." Her eyes flicked toward Daisy, who stood nearby with a protective hand over her stomach."But if my pack is going to war," Olivia said, her voice steady, "then I'm not staying behind. I'm still a warrior. I won't watch others bleed while I hide
ZORDON'S POVThere are moments in a man's life when the ground shifts beneath him, when the air stills before the storm and all he can do is brace himself for what's coming.This was one of those moments.The sky had darkened earlier than usual, thick clouds rolling in like they too sensed blood in the wind. I stood on the highest balcony of the fortress, staring out across the land that had belonged to my ancestors for generations. Deathclaw territory. Ours by birthright, kept by honour. But this wasn't just about land anymore.It was about cleansing a rot that had gone unchecked, Xavier's lies, Dexter's tyranny, and witches who thought themselves gods.Behind me, the fortress pulsed with purpose. Warriors sharpened blades. Healers bustled between rooms. Elders chanted protective spells. The scent of steel, smoke, and magic mixed in the air.Somewhere inside, Daisy was getting ready. Her heartbeat steady. Her spirit still glowing, crackling with the light of the child we nearly lost.
JEZEBEL'S POVThe black flame candle twisted sharply.Then it screamed.I shot up from the circle, my robes brushing the stone like wings. For a second, the flame glowed bright silver then it vanished into a thin coil of smoke.But it wasn't smoke.It was cold.Ice.I rushed to the altar, my heart was pounding. The mirror I'd used for the spell was already frosting over, thin cracks of white spreading across its surface.No, this wasn't how it was supposed to go.The child's spirit that I thought was painstakingly crafted from shadow and bone, stitched with blood and forbidden runes, should've been drawn cleanly from Daisy's womb. It should've settled into Kendra without resistance. That was the plan. That was the promise.But something pushed back.I hissed and sliced open my palm again, pressing the blood to the edge of the mirror. "Show me," I snapped. "Show me her."The mist inside the glass shifted and Daisy came into view.She was on the floor, pale and trembling, her hands grip
ZORDON'S POVThe hall was dim and lined with silent warriors. Everyone could feel it. The coming storm, the weight of tomorrow's battle pressing on every wall, every breath. Even the torches seemed to burn more quietly, as if the flames themselves held their breath.I found Isla in the sitting room, her laugh soft, her posture relaxed as if this morning were any other. She spoke to the man draped in deep, midnight robes stitched with stars and old runes. His silver beard was braided, his presence impossible to ignore.Elder Elric.The man who recently saved my life from a poisoned dagger.He stood slowly as I entered, his every movement calm, deliberate. But his eyes were sharp and bright, held the weight of something far heavier than time."Alpha Zordon," he said, bowing slightly. "Sorry for my intrusion.""I owe you my life," I replied, inclining my head with respect. "If you say it's urgent, I listen."Isla looked between us, her expression shifting. "He says he had a vision. Somet
DAISY'S POVI woke up to a chill that didn't belong.It wasn't the soft kind that curled against your skin after a restless sleep. This was like ice forming inside my stomach. A creeping, unnatural frost that clawed its way through my womb like a curse reborn.My hands shot to my stomach. My breath hitched."Zordon," I whispered, panic building like thunder beneath my ribs.His arms were around me before I could cry out again. His presence always calmed the storm inside me. But not this time. His touch did nothing to chase away the cold gnawing at my core.He looked into my eyes, and I saw the shift, the fear and the helplessness."What is happening?" I asked, my voice shaking. "Why does it feel like... like my baby is turning to ice?"Zordon pressed his palm to my belly. His magic, usually soft and golden, flared faint and flickering, like a candle struggling in a windstorm. He didn't say anything right away, but I could see it on his face—he felt it too."The magic inside you," he m