LOGINSARA’S POV
I whimpered, dragging in a breath, as a thousand needles tore at every inch of my body, and yet, my heart hurt even more.
A sob tore through my throat as strong arms held me close.
“Please live, live for me little Angel, and I swear on my life, this is the last time you would ever feel pain, I’ll die first before I let you suffer again,” a deep masculine voice whispered to me, as he rocked me back and forth in his arms.
I wanted to laugh. This man did not know my middle name was pain. I would always feel pain.
I brushed my hand lower, feeling the sticky goo that had been applied on my wound, but when I bent to look at it, he caught my chin in his hand, tilting my head up till I was staring at the most dangerously fearsome man I had ever encountered – yet there was tenderness in his eyes.
“Don’t look at it little Love. Look at me instead, and please, promise me that you’ll fight this, promise me that you’ll live.”
I sucked in a breath. The tenderness in his touch tore at me. This was the first time since several years anyone had ever treated me with such tenderness. For some reason, it only made me cry more.
I expected him to grow weary of my tears, but instead, he only cradled me closer to his big chest, murmuring words of endearment.
I don’t know what he did, but I suddenly felt a surge of strength seeping from his powerful body into mine as he held me, till finally, I dared to want to live.
I raised my head to look up at him, and caught him smiling down tenderly at me.
Who was this man?
“Why are you being so good to me?” I whispered to him.
His expression become even more tender. “Because you deserve everything love – don’t you know? I’ll give my very life to make you feel better.”
His words made me giggle. My own laughter sounded strange in my ears, like it did not belong to me – I had no right to laughter. Straightening up, I asked again. “What’s your name? Who are you?”
He paused a bit, then his next words shattered me – again!
“My name is Rune Garthor, Alpha of the Crescent moon.”
No! I shook my head, forcing back the tears that threatened to spill. My pain was not over yet. Now, the same man who had killed my father had come for me. What sinister plan did he have up his sleeve?
I wanted to cry, to beg him not to hurt me, to ask him why he killed my father, and was now here acting like he cared about me – of course, it would be absurd to think a man I was just meeting cared for me, that left only one possibility –
He had come back to finish my father’s lineage. Obviously, Killing me wasn’t enough, he probably wanted to torture me psychologically before I died.
I stared up at the hard planes of his face, awash with fake tenderness, and I suddenly made up my mind.
I had nothing left to lose, nothing to live for – except one thing, revenge!
Alpha Rune might be playing games, but I’ll play games of my own. I was going to get so close to him, I’d fit like a second skin, then I would destroy him.
My mind made up, I stared up at him. There was something about my desire for revenge that filled me with strength.
Alpha Rune killed my father, when my mother heard it, she’d had a heart attack and died, because of that, I fled the pack, Tristan fell out of love with me, and now, Claudia was dead. It was all his fault. Rune had destroyed my life, and I would get my revenge on him.
“Alpha Rune,” I said softly, “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Silently, I added – I’ll make you know the true meaning of pain. I would destroy you, just as you have destroyed me.
ALPHA TRISTAN "We have what we came here for, I think we're done here." Yvonne said as she grab Sara and headed out the door, handed her over to me and together, I left with my team. The weight of the girl in my arms was nothing compared to the crushing weight of my own pride. As we crossed the borders of the Twilight Zone territory, a sense of confidence settled over me. Nothing can go wrong at this point. I wasn't carrying a mate; I was carrying a trophy, a piece of property I had reclaimed from the jaws of a wolf far more dangerous than I cared to admit."I'm tired." Sara murmured just as we drew closer to the mountain part of the city."There's no peace for the wicked. If you have the strength to talk, then you definitely have the strength to walk." I set her on her fit and dragged her. "Alpha, could we be a little be careful with her? She's just coming out of coma." Harlan intervened but I scowled at him."Do you want to carry her then?" I spat angrily, he understood the impli
ALPHA RUNEThey say it was easy to get to the top, but remaining at the top was the problem. I had earned the title of the Conqueror during the all-pack war but the task of keeping control over it was the most difficult thing. I would have preferred being out there, fighting and conquering, but now that the battle was over, it was time for administration and leadership and these were not my best strengths.The transition from the battlefield to the Alpha Conqueror had never been an easy one for me. As the Alpha of the Crescent Moon pack, my "pressing matters of state" usually involved settling territorial disputes between lesser packs or reviewing the fortification of our northern borders. I sat behind my heavy mahogany desk, trying to read the final draft of a peace accord between three warring packs under my jurisdiction but my mind was miles away. It was anchored in a small, sterile room at Mari’s clinic."Alpha Rune? The council is waiting for your signature on the trade embargo,"
SARAI don't know how long I was out, I vaguely remember someone named Alpha Rune speaking to me. I have been drifting in and out of consciousness. "Where am I?" I murmured weakly.Every breath felt like swallowing shards of jagged glass. My lungs, once heavy with the toxic weight of the wolfsbane infection, now burned with a different sensation—the searing, itchy heat of healing. I lay trapped in the twilight between sleep and wakefulness, the rhythm of my own heartbeat sounding like a distant drum in my ears."You’re awake," a calm, melodic voice said from the corner of the room. It didn't sound like the voice that had spoke to me earlier.I forced my eyelids open, the light from the small bedside lamp feeling like a physical blow to my retinas. As the world blurred into focus, I saw a man sitting in a high-backed chair, casually peeling an apple with a small silver knife. He wasn't Alpha Rune. This man was leaner, his features less rugged but no less intimidating. I recognized him
ALPHA TRISTAN"The Moon Goddess has decided to finally bless me. Summon the war council immediately; I want this entire thing dealt with and finished before Alpha Rune, the Conqueror, decides to move her to the safety of Crescent Moon," I announced to the shadows, my voice echoing with a cold, renewed purpose. "Send for me the moment they are assembled and set," I paused to inform Yvonne, casting a sharp look back at her before I finally left the room to clear my head.It took more than two long hours of pacing under the biting chill of the early morning breeze before the message finally reached me that the council was ready. The sky was still a bruised purple when I made my way back toward the heart of our stronghold.The air inside the war room was thick, heavy with the scent of old parchment, stale coffee, and the metallic tang of sharpened steel. The gang was already gathered around the central table, each of them looking weary, as if they would rather be tucked back into their be
ALPHA TRISTANI watched as Alpha Rune fled with Sara, burning with a toxic mixture of shame and white-hot anger as that humiliating moment replayed on a loop in my subconscious. Alpha Rune had dared to threaten to deal with me if I didn't give way like a common servant. How could he talk so condescendingly to me? How could he have the audacity to come onto my own pack lands and intimidate me in front of my own people? The memory of it felt like a brand against my skin.I was deep in those dark thoughts when Harlan, my Beta on the council and my closest childhood friend, walked into my private chambers. I was so lost in my rage that I didn't even hear the door open; he actually had to tap me on the shoulder before I finally snapped back to reality."You seem deep in thought, Tristan. I truly hope you are not still dwelling on the unfortunate incident that occurred earlier today," Harlan said, his voice measured.I gave him a dry, humorless smile—the kind that suggested I was one step a
ALPHA RUNE"You did it," Mari, the healer of a neighboring pack, told me as I stepped out of the special ward she had meticulously prepared for Sara. "You’ve injected life back into her and made her stronger than I thought possible. She has a zeal to live now—a spark that simply was not there when you first brought her broken body to me."I merely smiled at her, the expression tight and knowing. Little Miss Blue Eyes may not know it yet, but we are destined to be together. "I’m a charmer, Mari. Most people just don't care to see that side of me.""Charmer, indeed," Mari smiled mischievously, though her eyes remained professional. "You are easily the most feared and ruthless Alpha in the known world. I’m not sure anyone would ever believe that you actually possess this side of you—this... capacity for care.""Haven't you heard the term: 'don't judge a book by its cover'?" I shrugged my shoulders and offered a dry smile, seeing the irony in her statement. "Anyways, it’s best that the wo







