Ava's POVHe held my hand firmly yet gently as he led me down a series of hallways. He moved fast so I didn't have time to memorize all the hallways and corners we rounded.He was tense. I could feel the tension radiating off him in waves. His eyes were fixed ahead, determined.I wonder where he's taking me. I thought.We walked past servants occasionally, humans and omegas alike. Although they dropped their gaze as we walked past them, I could feel their eyes burning into my back once they were behind us.A fresh set of whispers would start, that's certain but Zander didn't seem to notice or care as he focused on the path ahead.Finally, we got to a secluded part of the castle. This part was a bit different from the others, the walls were painted a beige color, it has a lot of potted plants and windows that let in the light from the sun.This part was more feminine, it felt ethereal. He took a deep breath then reached out and pushed the door open.My breath hitched at the sight befor
Xander's povI watched as different emotions went through her until it finally settled on confusion. “What exactly does the prophecy say? What is my role in all this? Is that why you brought me here?”“Yes,” I admitted. “Because you needed to see this. I wanted to see what would happen. Do you know what roses mean?”She shook her head.“Roses signify balance and harmony. According to history, when a petal shatters it means chaos is near but when it stands firm, healthy and shines it means there's hope.”There was more to Ava than meets the eye, my mind traveled back to what had happened in the morning.I woke up determined to get answers and there was only one place I could get it, the oracle. Oracles are a few people blessed by the moon goddess with the ability to see visions.I walked down the path leading to her house, it was one I knew very well but hadn't walked through in years. She loved being away from the bustling activities of the pack, she settled deep in the forest remaini
Xander's pov “Guide her through everything. She doesn't know who she truly is but she will find out soon and when that time comes, she will need you more than ever.” The oracle finished. I gave her a nod, Ava was now my top priority. This was a serious duty that I had to uphold. “Is there any other thing I should know?” The oracle hesitated, her eyes went blank for a second before she returned and searched my face. “There is one thing, betrayal. The prophecy talks about a great betrayal which will test the bond between you and Ava. Be vigilant, Zander. You must not let this betrayal get between you both, note everyone wants to see this prophecy come to pass.” I felt the weight of her warning settle on me. “Thank you.” I said, standing up. She rose from her seat as well then pulled me into a warm hug. I have been so busy over the years and rarely came to visit her, I missed this. “Be strong and brave, my child. The road ahead is a rocky one and won't be easy to get through b
Vanessa's pov The pain was a constant reminder of what Xander did to me. My arm had healed but it was scarred, an injury caused by an alpha never goes away completely. The scar may be small on the outside but inside— in my pride, it was longer and ran deeper. The incident didn't just cause me a physical injury it also caused me my standing in the pack, the humiliation was great. He chose her. A human, over me. The thought alone made my blood boil. Ava was a weak and insignificant creature who had crawled her way into the pack and was beginning to leech on it and the first person she latched onto was the alpha. My alpha. I paced in my room as I thought of ways to return the favor for what she did to me. I had to be smart and strategic this time so as not to allow history to repeat itself. They all used to love me but now they had started to whisper and the whispers were growing louder, some pitied me while others mocked me but one thing was constant, they all talked about Ava.
Xander's povThe sound of my boot on the stone floors echoed in the empty hallway. I was going to the council chamber, I had been summoned due to the incident with Vanessa and her friends.I was surprised and I was prepared. The council chamber was a large circular room, the walls were lined with guards and tapestries that told takes of the war and our history.My focus wasn't on them today but on the people seated behind the long table at the end of the room. The pack elders. Their expressions were neutral yet I saw annoyance and curiosity in some of their eyes.I scanned the table and my steps flattered when I saw him.My father.Against my will, my heart raced at the sight of him. Why did they call him? This is bad.No matter how hard I try, my father will always have his dark evil claws buried deep inside me. My heart beat picked up and I prayed that it wasn't loud enough for him to hear, I couldn't give him that satisfaction.My mind flashed to my bloody younger self on the floor
Xander's pov“You summoned me here for this?” I asked in a low tone.Thane gestured for me to take a step forward. “As you are well aware, we just received some concerning information about the human called Ava. Vanessa has brought some certain things to light and we cannot ignore them.”The human. It disgusted me the way they spoke about Ava.My jaw ticked and I turned to shoot Vanessa a glare which she ignored by keeping her eyes forward.“Baseless accusations.” I spat.“Well, the rest of the pack seems to think otherwise.” Thane replied. “They also believe that she is manipulating you somehow , turning you against your pack and making your priority shift from your duties. And the fact that she may also be inclined in the rebellion brewing amongst the humans.”I couldn't control it anymore and a low and dangerous growl escaped me, echoing through the room. Everyone went silent, pin drop silent. “how dare you accuse my mate of such?”Shit. I didn't know when the word “mate” slipped o
Ava’s POVXander had been summoned by the council this morning. I was worried about him because I knew it was because of me and Vanessa wasn't going to let it go.Thomas had also found me this morning and told me that we were to have a meeting. That added to my nerves, I was still considering my decision to join the rebellion but I was already too far in to kill out I had memorized the directions Thomas had given me on a note. He said to burn it once I was done and I did it. It was a small, poorly lit space hidden behind the servant's quarters which was accessible by going through a narrow passage hidden by some loose stone in the wall. My heart pounded with every step I took inside.The room was fairly crowded with people— servants, cooks, gardeners, all humans who worked down to their bones tirelessly to keep the castle and werewolves running because they were too lazy to do it themselves. Their eyes turned to me as I walked in, there was a mixture of determination and apprehension
Ava's povI gave her a hug then watched her disappear back into the servant's quarters before heading to my room, entering and shutting the door behind me. The space felt smaller than usual, the walls pressing in as the weight of the rebellion’s expectations settled on my shoulders.I pulled out the letter again, rereading D’s words. “You are more than you know.”His words echoed in my mind as I laid down on the bed and stared at the ceiling. Sleep didn’t come easily, my thoughts were filled with fear and a million questions.What did they mean, I was more than I knew?The Next Morning…The castle was quieter than usual, the tension in the air was thick and I knew that it had something to do with the council meeting yesterday. I hadn't seen Xander since and as much as I didn't like to admit, I was worried about him.I kept my head down as I went about my tasks, avoiding unnecessary interactions. Xander didn’t assign me any task but I couldn't just sit around and do nothing so I joined
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