LOGINTalia’s POV
"I..I can’t believe you’re doing this to me,” I stammered, backing away from him. “I was chosen by the Moon Goddess to be your mate. I am your fated Luna. What you’ve done… it’s blasphemy.”
Jason didn’t flinch. “The Moon Goddess would never allow the pack to go without an heir. You think she cares about titles more than survival?”
I stared at him, stunned.
“She gave me to you,” I said. “And you spit on that gift.”
“She gave me a pack to protect,” he replied coldly. “And for three years, you haven’t given me an heir. That’s not the Goddess failing us, Talia. That’s you.”
My breath caught in my throat. I could feel my wolf bristling at the accusation and insult. He meant every word. He was using the divine bond as a weapon, as proof that I had failed.
“You think this is all I am?” I asked. “Just a womb to fill? That’s what being your Luna means to you?”
“I think you’re emotional and looking for someone to blame.”
I let out a bitter laugh. I stood in the same room where we used to share whispered plans and tender touches, now looking at a man who saw me as nothing more than a failed investment.
I turned away from him, wiping the tears from my face. He didn’t deserve me, and I wish I had realized this three years ago.
Three years ago, I walked away from everything, my birthright, my name, my title as the Alpha King's daughter. I severed ties with my father, concealed my true rank, and entered the Shadowclaw Pack under the guise of an omega.
I humbled myself.
I lowered myself.
All for him.
I remembered the way I once looked at Jason like he was the future, like he was worth the sacrifice because he was my fated mate.
Every sleepless night, every hushed whisper, every Elder who doubted me—none of it mattered because I believed in him. I believed in us.
I bore the title of Luna with pride. I ran this pack when he was away. I protected the weak, ensuring order, and earned the respect of wolves who spat at me for being an omega. I made this place a home.
And now none of that mattered because Viki was carrying his pup, something I couldn’t do.
Jason stepped toward me, pulling me into a hug, his voice softening in that maddening way he used when he wanted to pacify me.
"You’ve done well, Talia. You’ve run this pack better than most Lunas ever could. But this," he paused, "this child changes things."
I pushed him away from me. He was trying to comfort me while simultaneously telling me I had been replaced.
“Do you think your half ass compliment is going to make me feel better, make me want to help you raise your bastard with your whore?” I asked flatly, not bothering to hide the contempt in my tone.
Jason’s expression hardened again. "I didn’t expect you to be so selfish.”
My laugh was sharp, humorless. "Selfish? Selfish?! You have no idea what I have given up for you and this pack!”
“I expect you to do what’s best for the pack. Viki will stay here until she gives birth. She needs proper care and your support,” Jason said dismissively.
“So let me get this straight.” I tilted my head. “You sleep with this whore behind my back. You humiliate me in front of the entire pack. And now you want me to serve her food while she rubs her swollen belly and lounges in my bed?”
Jason's expression hardened. “You’re twisting this.”
“No,” I said. “I’m hearing you quite fine. You’re asking me to play nursemaid to your whore.”
“Watch your tone! I’m your Alpha!”
“Why?” I snapped. “She already has your favor. What’s next? Do you want me to hand her the Luna title, too? Since she likes to take things that aren’t hers, maybe I should give her my clothes next.”
"You’re being unreasonable again," Jason snapped. "This isn’t about you."
"It’s not about me? You destroyed everything we built. You desecrated the bond the Moon Goddess gave us. You—"
The door creaked open.
I turned toward the sound, already knowing who I’d find standing there.
Viki.
She stepped in without knocking, her hand resting dramatically over her belly, a satisfied little smirk curling her lips.
“Oh,” she said innocently, “I didn’t realize you two were still… talking.”
Viki looked around with feigned curiosity, eyes shining with mock concern. “Good evening, Luna Talia,” she said sweetly, her voice dripping with insincerity. “I just wanted to let the Alpha know that the healer thinks the pup is strong and already kicking so much. It must be a boy.” She rubbed her stomach for emphasis. “He’ll make a wonderful heir.”
I clenched my jaw so tightly it ached.
‘Don’t react. She wants you to react,’ my wolf whispered in my mind, trying to calm me down, but I was finding it hard not to slap that stupid smirk off Viki’s face.
Viki turned her gaze on me. “You know, I’ve always admired how organized you are. You keep the pack running like clockwork. I hope I can learn that from you.”
“Is that why you were sleeping with my mate?” I asked coolly. “To study my habits more closely?”
Jason growled low under his breath, but I didn’t look at him.
Viki’s eyes twitched. I had hit a nerve. She quickly composed herself and began fake pouting. “You’re being so hostile, Luna Talia. It’s not my fault the Moon Goddess chose me to give Alpha a pup.”
“Nonsense! Get out,” I said.
Neither Jason nor Viki moved a bit.
“I said get out,” I growled.
“You don’t get a say in this, Talia. I’ve tried to be reasonable, but if you’re not listening, I’ll make the decision for you,” Jason said. He snapped his fingers, and two warriors entered the room. They quickly restrained me.
“What are you doing? I am your Luna! Get your hands off me!” I exclaimed.
“You’ll be staying in the guest suite until you’ve learned to behave yourself. Get her out of here,” Jason stated as he picked up Viki to carry her to our bed.
I was not about to let him humiliate me further. I yanked myself from the warriors’ grip. “Don’t bother. I’ll go willingly. But understand this, Jason, you’ll regret this.”
Talia’s POVMichael moved to put himself between us and the back of the safehouse with his arm raised. He was about to say something, but Nolan was on him in minutes. Michael slammed hard into his wall with an audible crunch. At least three of his ribs were broken.Michael stood up slowly with one hand pressed to his side. His breathing labored through his gritted teeth. He tried to put on a brave face, but he was clearly in pain. No matter his experience, Michael was still an old man and could not withstand blows from Nolan who was in his prime.‘No, no, he deserves this. Don’t take pity on him,’ my wolf growled.‘I’m not, but if Nolan kills him before we get the antidote, that defeats the purpose of finding him,’ I said."Give us the antidote, right now!” I demanded.“Why would you…” Confusion and then genuine surprise crossed Michael’s face before he frowned. “Alpha King is still alive, isn’t he?! That bastard Robin dared to lie to me!”"You have learned nothing from your decisions
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 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
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







