MasukTalia’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.
Talia’s POVI rushed past Camilla and sprinted down the hallway. “Talia, stop!” she called, but her voice was distant, drowned out by the images of Nolan bitten, his body twisting and changing into something wild and lost. ‘Enough,’ my wolf warned. ‘You’re letting fear take over again. He’s not lost to us.’I made it to the infirmary and followed his scent to the room he was in. I froze when I saw him.He lay there wrapped in blood-soaked bandages across his chest, arm, and shoulder. Nolan didn’t move, except for the slow rise and fall of his breathing."Nolan,” I said as I took his hand in both of mine. "It’s me, Talia. Please wake up.”Nolan didn’t respond. ‘I can not reach him through the bond,’ my wolf whimpered.I called his name again and again, desperate for any response, but he remained silent. Tears slid down my cheeks as dread twisted in my chest. What if something was terribly wrong? Was he trapped in pain, suffering as my father once had?"He was not bitten."Camilla ca
Talia’s POVI woke before sunrise, my senses sharpened and my wolf's energy humming impatiently within me. Both of us felt coiled and ready to move. Today, I was finally going home.The moment my eyes opened, I reached for Nolan through our bond, something that had become second nature to me. The connection pulsed steadily and strongly between us, vivid even across the miles. My wolf responded with a quiet joy, a ripple of contentment just below my skin.‘Are you on the road yet?’‘Well, good morning to you too. I’m already en route to the Lost Woods,’ he said, his voice warm with barely contained excitement. ‘I’ll be at the edge of the Lost Woods in about three hours.’‘Camilla will meet you there and bring you in.’ I pressed my face into the pillow to hide my wide grin, though no one was there to see it. ‘I can’t wait to show you what I can do now. You won’t believe it.’He laughed. ‘I can’t wait either. I’ll see you soon.’The connection faded, and I lingered for a moment, savorin
Talia’s POVI sat with legs crossed on the floor of the sealed chamber, eyes closed and hands resting open on my knees. I reached for Nolan. I've been doing that for over an hour now, with no luck."Picture him," Camilla said from somewhere to my left, her voice low and even. "Visualize him standing next to you. Think about the heat of his skin. Think about how his scent surrounds you. Hold on to that, and let the fire carry it to him.""It's not reaching him," I said. "I can feel it leaving me, but nothing comes back."'It may just need time,' my wolf said gently from within me. ‘We need to be patient. We will reach him.’"She is right," Camilla said. "Do not rush this. Your control over the fire is good now, better than good. But this isn’t about control. You cannot control the mate bond any more than you can force the fire. Moonfire has its own will. It will obey, but only if you ask gently, with focus and patience. You must trust that the one on the other end is reaching back. Try
Nolan’s POVFive days.I counted every one of them.Every night, I found myself reaching out for her through the bond, desperate for even a trace of connection. I replayed our last conversation over and over, wondering if I’d said enough, if she knew how much I trusted her. Sleep came hard, and when it did, my dreams were filled with moving shadows and the sound of her voice just out of reach.I was at my desk, sorting through the week’s paperwork, when Marco came in without knocking. He sat down across from me and stretched his legs out, acting like he owned the place. I shot him a look until he put his feet down.“Nothing on the rogues,” he said. “No sign of them at any of the markers. It’s like they packed up and left, which is not like them.”I frowned. “That’s not good. What are they up to?”“No idea, but I’d take this over daily attacks.” He looked at me, then at the pile of reports under my hand. “You’ve been in this office or out on the training field every day for five days.
Nolan’s POVThe sun had barely dipped below the horizon when Della, Marco, and I made our way back to the Bloodmoon pack’s territory. The woods around our home were painted in deepening shadows, with the air thick with the scent of pine and damp earth. The usual path to the packhouse felt lonelier without Talia beside me.Walden was waiting for us on the porch. “Welcome back,” he said. His gaze flicked past me and back again. “Where is Luna Talia?” he asked, casual in tone, but concern showed in his eyes.I kept my expression steady. “She’s in closed training,” I said carefully. “She still needs to learn how to control her new ability. She is in good hands, and I will bring her back myself in a week.”Walden looked relieved. “That’s good. She’s strong. I’m sure she’ll come back even stronger.” He shot me a sly look. “A week, huh? That’s a long time without your mate. Going to be lonely?”I rolled my eyes, forcing a smirk. “I’ll be busy enough with pack matters. I doubt I’ll have time
Talia’s POVMy wolf woke me up before dawn. All I could hear were Nolan's soft snores and the occasional creak of the house. I groaned, wishing I could sleep longer. ‘Seriously? It’s barely morning.’‘Camilla’s here. She said to wake you,’ my wolf replied.That woke me up fast. ‘How do you know that? Did she talk to you?’‘Sort of. I can feel what she wants. She’s getting impatient,’ my wolf said.Nolan kept sleeping, his arm draped over my waist. His face was peaceful, free from worry. I didn’t want to wake him. Goodbyes with Nolan always lasted too long.I kissed his forehead gently and slipped out from under his arm. I dressed quickly and tiptoed to the door.Just like my wolf said, Camilla was waiting outside with a candle. The flickering light made her seem older than she did in daylight.“I am sorry for the hour,” she said. “I know it is a cruel way to start. But dawn is when the mind is quietest, and a quiet mind is what you need. For the rest of the week, we will start at this







