Mag-log inTalia’s POV
I stood by the window, staring down at the garden that used to be mine.
Now it reeked of lavender and other flowers that Viki thought was more elegant. Her scent coated every stone path and flower bed: an invasive putrid scent of jasmine and smugness.
My wolf growled low in the back of my mind. ‘You shouldn’t have allowed this. She defiled our territory.’
‘It’s just a garden,’ I sighed and swallowed the bitterness.
Even though I wanted to ignore the situation, my wolf was right. I should have challenged her on the spot and made her submit to me, but deep down I knew there was no point. Viki would have her way no matter what I did. If she told Jason to help, I would have no chance to win.
Viki had taken my mate, my bed, and my garden. What was going to be next?
Ever since Viki had moved into the Alpha’s residence, Jason hadn’t spent a single night with me. He went to be with her instead.
He betrayed the mate bond night after night not caring about the pain, he was putting me through.
Still, some deluded part of me clung to the hope that I still had a place in his heart.
Maybe once the pup was born, he would come to his senses.
Maybe he would treat Viki like a breeder, and he would come back to me.
After all, I was still Luna.
Viki couldn’t take that from me.
I went to the kitchen mid-morning, needing tea. I needed something to soothe my sore body after another sleepless night. Viki was there, draped over a stool like a lounging cat in heat. I groaned in frustration as she was not who I wanted to see first in the morning.
Viki’s robe hung open enough to make any unmated wolf turn his head and stare. Her bare legs were crossed, revealing skin she had no shame showing like the whore she was.
My nose twitched before I even saw it. The scent of her blood, from a fresh bite.
I froze.
There, on the curve of her neck, was a mate mark. The flesh was still raw, slightly raised. My stomach dropped.
My wolf bristled. ‘He didn’t, did he? Tell me he didn’t,’ she growled.
“Did... did Alpha mark you?” I asked, voice tight.
Viki smiled, baring her teeth in triumph. “Oh, this?” She tilted her head, so I could see the mark better. “Yes, last night, he was like a wild animal. He just couldn’t help himself.”
My gut twisted and my blood chilled. This wasn’t just lust. Their relationship wasn’t something that had just happened to produce an heir like Jason wanted me to believe.
A mark meant claiming.
A bond.
“He said I smelled irresistible,” Viki added, stroking the edge of the wound. “Said he couldn’t stand the thought of another male even looking at me. You know how possessive Alpha can be.”
“Don’t let it go to your head. You’re nothing but an incubator,” I said through gritted teeth.
Viki leaned forward. Her voice was laced with cruelty. “Alpha told me I am on a level with Luna. It makes sense after all, I’m the one carrying his pup.”
My wolf paced inside me, snarling, ‘Tear her face off. Do it now!’ I took a calming breath and stepped backward from her. Viki smirked seeing my distress.
“Don’t tell me, you’re surprised Talia,” Viki said while playing with a lock of her hair.
“I am surprised that you’re utterly shameless,” I snapped.
“You knew this day was coming, Talia. I was raised by my father to be Luna, and now you should just bow out with grace,” Viki whispered with a bright smile.
“Don’t fool yourself, Viki. That mark means nothing but that you’re a thieving whore. There is only one Luna in this pack and that’s me,” I said through gritted teeth.
Viki flinched but then laughed, “For now, but let’s wait and see.”
“I don’t have time for your little games, Viki.”
I turned to leave, afraid of what I might do if I stayed in the same room with her.
Then I heard it.
A sharp, theatrical cry followed by a heavy thud.
I turned just in time to see Viki throw herself to the ground; her hand clutched around her swollen stomach. She smirked at me as she began to cry.
I froze.
Viki screamed again, louder this time. “Talia, why did you push me? Why are you trying to hurt the heir?”
“What?! I didn’t touch you! You…” I snapped.
Jason burst through the door, eyes glowing, his wolf close to the surface. His scent burned with fury as he glared at me with hatred.
“What the hell did you do to her?!” he barked.
Jason’s POVThree days passed and there was still no word from Robin.My father was not concerned while I was all nervous. I chewed on my nails while fidgeting in my chair. My father slammed his book down on the table and snapped, “Stop with that annoying tapping of your feet. You’re giving me a headache.”“How can you be so calm?” I asked.“Because I know Robin will not betray us. We have his daughter. He’d be even more of a fool if he believed I would not harm that girl if he disobeyed,” Father replied."But he has not reported whether the second attempt was a success. Something could’ve gone wrong,” I argued."He is being careful," my father stated. "The palace will be on alert after the first attempt. He cannot afford to move quickly.""Or he has been caught.”“Enough of your delusions,” my father snapped. “Robin will do what needs to be done.”The following day Robin arrived. Robin looked like a man who had barely escaped death. He was thinner than the last time I had seen him an
Talia’s POV"My wolf thinks he was coerced," I told Nolan once we were outside in the corridor."It would also explain why torture did not work," Nolan said. "He is afraid of what Michael will do to whoever he is protecting, which is scarier than anything we could do to him.”“We need to figure out who he could be protecting,” I replied.“Does he have a mate?” Nolan asked.“To be honest, I am not sure. I never took the opportunity to get to know him as he was my father’s personal confidante,” I explained. It felt odd saying that now. I would make it a point to get to know all pack members moving forward."Then we should review the servant records. If Robin has family, we will find it there,” Nolan recommended."Yes," I agreed. "Let’s go. We don’t have any time to waste."The archive entrance was in the east wing of the palace, past a set of heavy doors with two guards posted at either side. One of them stepped forward when he saw Nolan approach. The other gripped his shoulder to pull
Talia’s POVSolon brought Ryan to us that same evening.Ryan was a trusted guard that had served Silverfang since we were children. He was not a large man, but he made up for it with speed and strength."Who is this?" Nolan asked."This is Ryan. He is one of our senior guards. He can be trusted," Solon answered. "Tell him what you need.""Someone inside the palace has betrayed our father," I said and Ryan's eyes widened. I saw anger flash in his eyes before he composed himself. He did not say a word, waiting for me to continue. "We did not know who. We need you in my father's room, positioned where you will not be seen from the doorway. We need you to wait until you see the traitor.""What should I do when I catch the person?" Ryan asked."Restrain them," I replied. "Do not let them leave and do not let them destroy whatever they brought in. I need to know what it was.""Understood," he said.We positioned him that night, behind the curtain near the far wall. The room's layout worked
Nolan’s POVAfter swearing his loyalty and secrecy, Gideon left the room. The air was thick with frustration and anger. Talia’s brow was furrowed. Leslie was rubbing Solon’s back as Solon was taking deep breaths to calm down. We were all thinking the same thing and waiting for someone to say it first.“I think we can all agree that none of this is surprising,” I finally said. “I knew Michael would not take the embarrassment of exile lightly, but this is insanity.”“When you told us what happened, I figured it was Michael that saved Jason. No rogue would risk their neck for Jason,” Solon said. “It made sense to attack Bloodmoon, but what does he get out of poisoning our father?”“Because Bloodmoon wasn’t the main target. When things didn’t go to plan, he moved on to his main goal: Getting rid of the Alpha King,” I explained.“But why?” Talia asked.“If the Alpha King dies without a clear successor, the entire region becomes unstable. Every pack within range starts calculating on making
Nolan’s POVSeeing the black marks felt like someone had poured cold water on me. They brought back memories I had buried because it made me think of my father’s death. But this wasn’t the mad rogue disease. This was something else."Have you seen them before?" Talia asked, bringing me out of my thoughts.“Do you know what they are?” Solon demanded when I didn’t immediately respond."No," I replied. "But Gideon once told me about a man who died from something that sounded like this. Marks on the skin. Loss of wolf strength. He described it the same way."“Gideon? Who the hell is Gideon?” Solon questioned. Leslie smacked him on his back, causing him to flinch.“Calm down,” she hissed."He was my father's servant," I answered. "He has been at Silverfang for some years now."Rudolf’s expression shifted from confusion to awareness. "Oh, the rogue you asked me to release from the dungeon before you left Silverfang.”"Yes," I confirmed.Rudolf opened his mouth, but Solon was already moving.
Talia’s POVMy father looked past me at Solon, who was standing near the door with Leslie. He frowned slightly and said, “You told her.”“Yes, I did,” Solon replied without hesitating."I gave you explicit instructions not to.""I know,” Solon replied, “but I couldn’t keep this from Talia. She needed to know.”My father made a sound that was almost a laugh, but more bitter. It surprised me. He looked back at me and said, "You should have told me yourself the moment it started, not days later through Leslie accidentally letting it slip to Della.""You had enough to deal with," he answered.“And you still should’ve told me," I insisted. "There is no version of this where it was okay for you to keep that from me." I stopped. I was not going to spend the time we had arguing about what should or shouldn’t have happened. "I am not here only to be with you. I think you were poisoned. Nolan and I came back to find the antidote."Father was quiet for a moment. He looked at Nolan, who was stand
Talia’s POVThe banquet hall pulsed with music and voices. Warm light shone across stone walls and silver platters. Wolves from every territory were in their finest suits and ball gowns, while servants wove between them with trays of food and wine.At the head stood my father, the Alpha King. Even
Talia’s POVThe morning sun beat down on the training grounds, warm but not yet oppressive. Della stood beside me with a bow in hand.“Focus, Talia,” she said, her tone smug as the string creaked. She released, and the arrow thudded just outside the painted ring. “Damn it.”I chuckled and pulled my
Talia’s POVThe bedroom door shut behind us, and the sound cut off the noise from the party like a switch. I turned to Nolan immediately. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him down into a kiss.He froze for half a second, and then he kissed me back. His hands came up to my shoulders like he was trying
Nolan’s POVThe ceremony grounds were already full by 8am. Every Alpha from the major packs had gathered. Their banners displayed along the outer walls in multiple shades of silver, gold, crimson, and blue. Strings of lights hung between the old pines. Their glow catching on polished stone and silv







