Ava's povThe morning light filtered into the war room through the massive windows as I traced my fingers over the map that had been spread across the large table. My mind was set on a plan— there was one more thing that needed to be done.“We need to go to silver claw.” I announced, my voice calm and firm.Xander, who was standing next to me, turned to fully face me as his eyes narrowed. “Silver claw? Why?” He asked.I exhaled, preparing myself to do some convincing because this wouldn't work without it. “You know I'm from there. My parents live there. They might know something about Darius that we don't know— something we may have missed or overlooked.” I locked eyes with him. “And if they don't then maybe they'll be able to help us get through to him. The war is almost here and I want to give him one last chance before we go fully into battle.”Xander stared at me in silence as he considered my words. His fingers tapped lightly on the hilt of his sword strapped to his side.“Do you
Ava's povA flash of something crossed her face—shock, disbelief, then it turned to something colder. “Ava.” she said, her voice laced with bitterness that I didn't expect but ignored nonetheless.Maybe I imagined it.I smiled as I was almost close to her. “I can’t believe it’s you. After the selection, I—”“Thought I was dead?” She finished for me.My stomach dropped.Sylvia tilted her head. “Surprised? I was taken as a personal entertainer for a high wolf, I'm sure you saw that or maybe you were too busy causing a ruckus that day to notice what was going on with anyone other than yourself.” Her tone was light and casual, but her words were like a slap to the face.“I thought—”“You thought I suffered like the rest?” she asked, her lips curling into a sneeze. “Well, you wouldn’t know, would you? You had other things to do.”“Sylvia, that’s not fair.”Her eyes darkened. “Isn’t it? All those years, you hated the wolves. You claimed to hate them so much, always ranting about how you wou
Ava’s povI shook my head. “no, I can’t.”“you must.” he insisted, sharply. “Because if you go after him and try to reason with him you will only end up dead.”Xander finally spoke up, his voice firm and steady. “if he cannot be reasoned with then he shall be treated like the threat that he is and this war will end by any means necessary.”My mother let out as oft gasp, raising her hand to cover her mouth as she understood what was going to happen to her son.My father’s eyes lit up like an inferno, burning with fury. ‘”so what? You’re going to drive your sword through your mate’s own flesh and blood?”Xander didn’t flinched, he held my father’s gaze head on. “if it means protecting my people, my mate and even your people then yes, I will do what must be done.”The room fell deathly silent. Even the air stilled at the silent battle going on between my father and Xander. The tension was thick and suffocating. I don’t know what I had been expecting but it certainly wasn’t this.I swallo
Ava’s povThe ride was long and quite, each of us lost in our own thoughts. The path went through a deep forest with high snow which slowed us down. The only sound that could be heard was the occasional sound of birds chirping above.After a while, my father broke the silence.“i guess you know about your origin.” he didn’t need to look at me for me to know that he was taking to me.“yes, I do.” I replied. “why didn’t you guys tell me?”He sighed. “after the miscarriage you were like an answer to our prayers, the moon goddess had performed an unexpected miracle in our lives. You were our baby girl- you still are. Nothing will ever change that. that’s why we didn’t tell ypu.”I felt tears well up in my eyes but I quickly blinked away, now wasn’t the time to be emotionalChanging the topic, my father said. “do you really believe that you can change his mind? That he hasn’t been fully blinded and corrupted by his new found authority?”I hesitated before answering. ‘I have to try.’He sig
Ava's povThe person's grip was so tight that I knew that I was going to bruise up. I clenched my jaw, struggling against the hold, but the man behind me only tightened his grip.The rebels around watched in eerie silence, they lowered their weapons but still held it tightly just in case anything went wrong.Darius stood in front of me, expression unreadable. He didn’t seem surprised.It was then that I realized that he had been expecting me somehow.From the place where the others were hidden, I felt Xander reaching out to me through the bond. I felt his rage— flaming hot, pouring through the bond. He was seconds away from attacking.Leo was barely hanging on; he was demanding to be let out, to rip apart anyone who touched me. But I couldn't let them, I needed to see where this was leading.I exhaled and focused on our bond.“Not yet. Stay back.” I said through the bond.I knew that Xander heard me, we had been practicing on the bond for a while now so that we would always be able to
Ava's pov“The bond between you and Xander is a lie,” he murmured. “A fabricated tale created by gods who feared our bond. What we were. What we could be together now.”I forced myself to speak even though my tongue felt as heavy as lead. “You’re lying.”He chuckled, dark and empty “Am I?”Something shifted. It was like claws were digging into my mind.Suddenly, images began to flash in my mind. Memories of a past I didn't know. Whispers of voices I didn't recognize. And a feeling… a deep, painful love that had been lost long ago.I crumpled to the floor, gasping for breath, fisting the dirt beneath my palm as a sharp ache piercing my chest.“No.” I whispered.No, this wasn’t real. It couldn't be.This was a trick.Zerathos crouched down in front of me, his expression softer than before. “I loved you first, Ava.” His voice was gentle now. “Before any of them. Before Xander. Before the gods tore us apart.”I shook my head, squeezing my eyes shut. “No. That’s not—”“They stole you from
Ava's pov“Stand down,” Darius ordered his men, voice sharp and firm.Slowly, they hesitated but lowered their weapons. The ones in wolf form didn't shift back to humans but they gave us space and seemed less tense. A bitXander didn’t take his eyes off Darius as he held out a hand toward me. “Come here, Ava.”I took a step forward—And then, a voice cut through the tension like a knife.“Kill her.”The air went still.For a moment, everything stopped. Including my heart.Then, the shadows returned, slithering on the ground like snakes until they got behind Darius where a figure took form.Zerathos.This time, everyone seemed to feel the evil in him as the rebels shivered and cowered in fear.But Darius? His face instantly drained of color because he wasn't the one who had just issued that command, it was Zerathos.A ferocious growl left Xander immediately. “Don’t you dare—”“Kill her,” Zerathos repeated, his voice as soft as silk and was filled with malice.Darius took a step back, s
Ava's povI took a step closer, ignoring the heavy exhaustion in my limbs from the large amount of energy I had just used. “Darius, listen to me. You have to fight him.”He gasped, his body jerking violently. “I—”But then Zerathos took control again.Darius’ lips curled into a smirk that wasn’t his. “Oh, how sweet.”The shadows surged forward again, this time they spread like wildfire across the ground. The rebels screamed as the darkness rushed towards them, some scrambled to run while others remained rooted in their spot, frozen by terror.Xander growled, stepping in front of me again.“Enough of this,” he snarled. “Face me yourself, Zerathos. Or are you so weak that you have to hide behind my mate’s brother?”The dark god laughed. A sound that was weird, hollow and made the air feel heavy, pressing down on me.“You think I’m hiding?” he said, voice filled with amusement. “No, dear sweet Alpha King. This is only the beginning.”With a wave of his hand, more darkness spilled out. I
Ava's povThe air buzzed with excitement.Golden rays of the sun spilled through the leaves above as the clearing beside the Moonstone Falls which glowed with enchantment.I had never seen the sun so bright, it was as if all the gods were watching closely to see what would be revealed today.Long, linen banners fluttered from tree branches, dyed in the traditional white and silver hues of blessing rituals. It was a sacred spot—where our ancestors once received visions from the Moon Goddess herself—and it felt like the perfect place for today.My gender reveal.Or as the werewolves called it: The Spirit Beckoning.Kaida had explained it days ago while wrapping my waist in white silk, her eyes shining with pride as she narrated the ancient tradition.I wasn't surprised that she knew so much because the nightshade warriors were known for holding on to our history very tightly, they even knew far more than even blackthorn but only shared why they deemed necessary.“When a pup grows strong
Ava's povThe day had started like any other.There were meetings with the inner council, light bickering over the upcoming full moon festival, and more parenting advice— that I didn't ask for— than I could keep up with. My mind felt full, my ankles were sore, and despite how much I adored everyone’s excitement, all I wanted was silence, a soft place to lie down, and maybe a jar of pickled mangoes.Xander had been called away to handle a little rogue situation near the southern border, and although I tried not to worry, being apart from him—even just for a few hours—tugged at something inside me.Even after the war,.rogues would still be spotted from time to time. They weren't threatening and tended to run away at the sight of us. They just wandered aimlessly but we had underestimated them once and didn't want to make the same mistake twice.He’d been protective ever since we found out about the baby, even more so since I’d started showing a few weeks ago. My bump was still small, but
Ava's povI always thought pregnancy would feel magical. Glowing skin, cute bump, a sense of purpose, maybe even that mythical "pregnancy glow" everyone swore existed.Instead, it felt like I was being hunted… by my own body.“Move,” I growled at Xander, who stood directly between me and the basket of moonberry tarts I’d been craving since sunrise and asked the cooks to make.He turned slowly, blinking. “You’ve already had three.”I narrowed my eyes. “And?”“And… I love you,” he said quickly, stepping aside and lifting both hands like I was some scary creature.Which I kind of was.Pregnancy had changed me. It was like I had become Ava 2.0—crying over songs with puppies, getting irrationally upset when Xander didn’t refill the honey jar, then five minutes later curling against him like nothing ever happened. The mood swings weren’t just real. They were ruthless.The moonberry tart was cold by the time I got to it, but I didn’t care. I devoured it with all the speed of a starved animal
Xander’s POVThe moonlight spilled through the open balcony, casting soft silver over the sheets tangled at the foot of the bed. The fire in the hearth had died a while back, quiet and tired like the rest of the castle.The day has taken an unexpected turn which I loved so much. A twist that made my heart race and a smile light up my face.She was asleep.Ava.My mate. My Luna. My light.Her hair was fanned across the pillow, her face relaxed and peaceful—something I never took for granted anymore. I didn’t move, just sat at the edge of the bed, eyes watching the delicate rise and fall of her chest.Her unexpected words echoed in my head like a metal being hit by something.She’s pregnant.It should have been a simple announcement. But for me, it cracked something wide open.For weeks, I’d noticed something different in her scent. Not wrong—just new. I hadn’t placed it, not until she stood before me and told me herself. There had been no grand preparation. No expectations. Just her an
Ava's povSunlight spilled through the high windows of the grand hall, gleaming on the silver fixtures and dishware. For the first time in months, the hall wasn't empty. Laughter echoed all around me, mingling with the clinking of cutlery and the smell of warm bread and honeyed meats.I sat between Xander and Vanessa, my fingers curled around a steaming cup of tea. My stomach fluttered—not from nerves, but from something far newer. Something growing.The thought never failed to pull a smile to my face.I glanced around at the faces gathered at the table. Rowan was teasing Kael over a burnt piece of toast, Kaida sat beside him, her hand resting lightly on his wrist. Lyra was at the far end, wrapped in a thick shawl, her expression quiet but calm, a faint smile playing on her lips as she watched them. There was no tension in her shoulders.They were all here.All of them.And that meant more to me than any feast ever could.“Gods,” Vanessa said, stretching back in her seat. “It’s been f
Ava's povThe morning sunlight filtered in through the tall windows, casting soft golden glow across the stone walls of our chambers. The fire from last night had burned down to glowing embers, but I still felt warm—safe in the memory of the stars and the enormity of the secret I’d carried all night.I smiled, rubbing my tummy even though it didn't have a bump. It all still felt like a dream to me. I couldn't believe that I was carrying my child— out child— and would soon be able to hold him or her in my arms.This was like a reward from the gods for taking down zerathos. It was the most perfect gift.Xander’s scent hit me before I heard his footsteps. Woodsy. Earthy and a hint of citrus.He pushed the door open with ease, stridijg in, he was already halfway out of his ceremonial coat, his black shirt clinging to his chest beneath it. His eyes found me immediately—still seated at the edge of the bed, half-dressed, barefoot, lost in my thoughts.“There you are,” he said, his voice soft
Ava's povPregnant.The word sat on my tongue like a secret not yet ready for the world to know. Heavy and new. Sacred. My hands trembled as I exited the healer’s wing, the soft glow of lanterns lining the path doing little to light the darkness within me.It wasn't a bad darkness, it was just confusion.The corridor behind me felt like it belonged to another world—a place of certainty and whispered truths. Healers always knew things, some that we wanted to hear and the ones that we didn't want to hear. Out here, beneath the dark sky things felt more real.Too real.I walked slowly, aimlessly, not ready to return to the castle after what I had just learned. Not ready to face anyone. Especially not Xander.Not yet.The gardens were quiet this time of night. Peaceful. A hush had settled over the grounds, as though the very earth was holding its breath. The petals of Kaida’s cherry blossom tree glowed pale pink in the moonlight, and I found myself drawn toward it. Toward the spot we alwa
Ava's povSunlight streamed through the tall windows of the Blackthorn castle, warm and golden as it spilled across the newly polished floors. I stood at the balcony just outside the council chamber, my eyes tracing the distant tree lines. Smoke no longer rose from the hills. Screams no longer echoed through the valley.Peace.It was strange how something we fought so long and hard for could feel so… quiet.I placed a hand over my stomach. That now familiar queasiness cane again, subtle but persistent. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, grounding myself the way I’d been practicing since taking on the Luna title. Calm. Poise. Grace.“Luna Ava?” A voice called gently from behind. One of the omegas.“Yes?”“Lady Vanessa and the others are waiting in the courtyard. You said you wanted to walk with them today?”“Yes. Thank you.”I smiled and nodded, but the moment I turned my back, the nausea returned—like it never left. I gritted my teeth and blinked back the faint dizziness. I've been
Xander's povThe night was quiet, save for the faint crackling of the fire still burning at the center of camp.But Ava… she had curled up beside me, her head on my shoulder, her fingers gently tucked against my arm. Her breathing slowed sometime between Rowan’s quiet jokes, Vanessa blushing with Kael teasing her and Lyra sitting in silence after her brief confession.She fell asleep there, in the circle of firelight and friends and whispered memories.I couldn’t bear to wake her.So I carried her.Her warmth pressed against my chest as I walked us to the chambers we’d been assigned in the temporary Ashville pack house. The bed was a bit small but clean, sheets tucked in and blankets folded. I laid her down carefully, brushing a stray strand of hair from her cheek before covering her with the blanket.I wanted to stay awake and watch over her. Zerathos may be gone but he has left a lasting trauma and fear of the shadows. I was scared that if I closed my eyes and opened it I would real