Xander's povMy muscles tensed instantly, ready to attack. I saw Ava's father grab a kitchen knife from the counter, Darius finally got up from his pity corner and stood protectively in front of his mother.Ava and I exchanged a glance.Slowly, I moved to the door and pulled it open—just enough to see who stood there.Sylvia.I clenched my jaw and sighed in relief at the same time. Gregor hadn't arrived but I dreaded seeing Sylvia.She stood on the little porch, her arms wrapped around herself, shifting nervously from foot to foot. Her eyes flickered to be, she swallowed before it moved behind me, to Ava.Eyes locked on Ava, she said. “I need to come with you.”Ava scoffed, crossing her arms. “Not a chance.”Sylvia scowled. “I don’t think you understand, Ava. If Gregor finds out I used to be your friend, I’ll be in danger too.”Ava let out a bitter laugh. “Used to be my friend? You mean before you spat in my face and threw me out of your life like I want nothing? Before you slept with
Xander's povThe stable was quiet as we slipped in, no one was in sight beside the animals. The only sound that could be heard occasionally was the neighing of the horses.We moved quickly and quietly, making sure not to make a sound. Ava gently placed a hand on one of the horses and whispered softly to it, the animal who had initially tensed upon her touch, immediately realized and exhaled gently through its nose.Darius and Thomas— Ava's father—worked quickly in loosening the reins and adjusting the saddles.“Move faster.” I muttered.Ava had already mounted the horse she had whispered to, her movement was effortless despite the obvious exhaustion on her face from the cloaking spell she held over all of us.Darius helped Ava's mom mount another horse and then a mouse echoed through the stable making us freeze.A soft thud on snow.I turned sharply and watched as the stable door opened. I looked back at Ava. “Xander—”There was no time, I swung onto the horse nearest to me. “Go! Now!
Ava's povBy the time we entered Xander’s chambers, my legs felt like lead. I collapsed onto the bed, sighing loudly as I buried my face in the pillows.Xander chuckled, it didn't sound like his usual one, this one carried so much exhaustion in it. “I thought you might want to take a bath first._“I do,” I mumbled. “Just… let me lay here for a second.”I felt the bed dip beside me as he sat down. His fingers brushed against my arm, sending tingles through my body. I missed this.“I know today was a lot. In fact, this past week.” he murmured.I turned my head to look at him. “It’s only going to get worse, isn’t it?”His lips pressed into a thin line. “Probably.”I sighed, rolling onto my back. “Then let’s enjoy this moment while it lasts.”His expression softened. He leaned down and planted a kiss on my forehead. “I agree.”For a few minutes, we just laid there. No talking. No strategizing. Just existing. Enjoying each other's presence.But the world wasn't going to wait for us to be r
Xander's povThe chants outside grew louder as their anger echoed through the kingdom."Execute the traitor!"The words drilled itself into my brain like a hammer hitting a nail. I needed to think fast. Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to do so.I looked at Ava who stood frozen by the window, her hands clenched into fists. I could feel the panic in her through the bond. This wasn't easy on her, she knew that my people's reactions were valid, given what Darius had done to them but she couldn't turn her back on her own blood.Rowan was the first to break the silence. “Well… this is a big mess.”“No shit.” Kael muttered.Lyra cursed under her breath, walking away from the window and back to the table. “How did word spread so fast? It's barely even an hour, that's more than half of the pack out there right now.”Kaida signed something quickly, her expression unreadable.“She said someone must have leaked it,” Rowan translated. “Which means—”“It must have been the guards and warriors
Ava's povI wasn’t sure how to feel about this.I had seen the destruction he had caused. The lives he had taken. And yet, I knew him. I could see the regret and torment in his eyes.But would that be enough? Would it ever be enough?****The next day..The morning was beautiful but it did nothing to soothe me as we walked to the training ground. There were a lot more warriors there than usual, their cold, I forgiven eyes locked on Darius as we walked in.He walked and stood in the center of the field, his shoulders tense, jaw clenched. He had always been a skilled fighter before he joined the rebellion so I wasn't scared about him not knowing how to fight, however, I wasn't sure how good his skills were when up against werewolves.The rest of us stood by the edge of the ring. Rowan crossed his arms as he stared at Darius. “I slept over it and I still don't trust him.”Lyra smiled.“That makes two of us.”Kael cracked his knuckles. “Three.”Vanessa scoffed. “Four.”Kaida signed somethi
Xander's povWe were back in the war room. My eyes were pinned on Darius who sat at the end of the war table. He still has cuts and bruises from his fight but we didn't have any time to waste, waiting for him to recover.Despite the fact that he had proven himself, my people still didn't accept him with open arms and frankly speaking, neither did i. His presence was like an open wound to many.I leaned forward, lacing my fingers together. “If you’re truly serious about making things right, then there's one thing you can do right now to prove it.”Darius lifted his chin slightly, bracing himself then asked, “How?”I looked him dead in his eyes. “Teach us how to make the bomb you once used to attack us.”The room fell impossibly silent. Everyone remembers that day. The blood, the ashen sky, the screams, the cries, the… bodiesDarius flinched, his lips parting as if he wanted to object but no words came out. His hands resting on the table, curled into fists. “Xander, I—” He shook his hea
Xander's povAs we stepped outside, the air was thick with tension. The moment we all stepped through the grand doors, their eyes snapped to us, pinning us with the weight of their gaze.They didn't come alone, their warriors lined up behind them in tight formations. Their faces were hard, unreadable, but their presence alone made one thing clear—this was not a visit of peace.Ava stood beside me, her face was neutral but I could feel her magic at the surface. Kael and Lyra flanked our sides while Rowan, Vanessa and Kaida took the rear. We instructed Darius to remain inside because the last thing we needed was for his presence to provoke the alphas the more and spark a fight.Gregor stood a few feet in front of all of them like he was their leader. I wasn't surprised. His arms were crossed over his chest with a murderous look on his face. Besides him was Damian, alpha of nightshade, his stance was more relaxed. I saw his eyes flicker to kiada before returning and settling on me.Mave
Ava's povNow that we were done handling the alphas we were back in the war room which was filled with tension as maps, blueprints and ancient scrolls were spread out everywhere.The room was filled with the smell of old paper and sulfur. Warriors, strategists and enforcers were spread out in the room awaiting instructions.We had decided to be more open in whatever we were doing. To try and involve as many people as possible.He stood in the center of the room.Darius. The man who had tried to burn the kingdom to the ground and was now willing to teach us how to burn his former allies— our enemies— to the ground.The tension wasn't just from trying to learn it was from the people in the room being cautious around him. There was a mixture of resentment and curiosity in the room. I could see the glare in their eyes as they stared at him, their fists clenched at their side.“I think we have everything that I need.” Darius said.“Let's go to the regular forge.” Xander****The scent of b
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
Rowan's POVLyra’s breathing had finally evened out beside me, a soft, steady rhythm that showed that she was finally at ease and I was glad. She didn’t say another word after I wrapped the blanket around her and sat by her side. She didn’t need to.I looked at her, really looked.Her face had lost weight in the past months, the edges sharper now—grief had carved out the softness she once had so effortlessly. The dark, sunken circles beneath her eyes told me she hadn’t been sleeping much. And even now, in the calm after the war, her body was tense beneath the blanket, like she was ready to spring awake at any given time if someone so much as touched her. .But she had opened up.That alone made something in my chest unclench for the first time in weeks.I tilted my head back, let my eyes gaze up to the stars, but even their beauty felt muted tonight. Everything felt… dulled. Like we’d survived the fire, only to emerge into the ashes.But she talked. She talked.And I’d take that over
Lyra’s POVThe fire had burned down to little fire, and one by one, they drifted off to sleep. Ava had fallen asleep curled against Xander’s chest. Vanessa and Kael were tangled up on a blanket near the edge of the camp, whispering and grinning like the war had never happened and they were in some sort of fairytale. Like they’d known peace all their lives.I was happy and envious of them so I forced myself to look away.Rowan had stayed with me.He always did.By the time the last bit of fire was snuffed and silence had settled over the camp, he rose, wordless, and offered me his hand. I took it, letting him guide me away from the others, deeper into the shadows where the weight of their stares couldn’t follow.We walked to a place in Ashville that we liked. It was a little hill above the camp where the entire land could be seen and the sky felt so close. The stars were particularly bright on that night, I just stood there and took a deep breath.The night air was cold, crisp, almost
Lyra’s povI don't know how long we sat there but I had droned out their conversation as I watched the burning fire. Suddenly, I felt the air shift. It wasn't the regular shift.But this time, it was different.Tense. Sharp.I knew why.I could feel it, their eyes were on me.And they deserved answers.I just wasn’t sure I had the strength to give them.Rowan came even closer, a steady wall beside me, his warmth grounding. He hadn't spoken much, just held my hand quietly under the blanket we shared. It should’ve comforted me more than it did. But the guilt clung to me, curling in my chest like a shadow that refused to be exorcised.I peeped at Ava across the fire, her knees were pulled to her chest, arms loosely wrapped around them. Xander had stood up and was standing just behind her, arms crossed, his gaze unreadable as it flicked from person to person—though it lingered on me more often than not.I was almost certain I could go the night without a word being said. That they’d keep
Lyra’s POVThe crackling of the campfire sounded distant just like the faint sound of voices laughing and talking. Familiar voices. Ones that once meant comfort and strength. Now, they sounded foreign and distant, like echoes bouncing off the thick stone walls of guilt I had built around myself.I sat wrapped in my cloak, hood drawn low, body leaning into Rowan’s side. His warmth was steady, grounding. I could feel his heart through the fabric, steady as a drum, but there was a tension in the way he held me. He didn’t trust me—not entirely. I didn’t blame him.They had every right not to.Ashville was ruined. The war was over. And I had helped start it. They just didn't know that.I didn’t know how to look them in the eyes, not after what I had done.Ava’s laugh echoed through the air, loud and carefree, like birds chirping and singing during the summer. She teased Vanessa about how she once fought her over Xander. Vanessa rolled her eyes but smiled, her fingers tangled with Kael’s. I