Ava's povI stumbled back and let go of Xander's handI started at the statue, heart pounding. “This…this can't be.”“She looks just like you.” Xander said, next to me. Voice filled with confusion that mirrored the expression on my face.Why is there a statue that looks like me, in the castle? I wondered.“She is you.” I turned to look at the keeper as it spoke.“Why is it here? What does it mean?” I asked.“It's here because you are more than you know, Ava. Your role in all this is far greater than you could have imagined.” The keeper answered. “Come, the answers to your endless questions await.”It walked to the podium in the centre and waited for us to join. Xander and I exchanged a look before walking up to the podium.“Place your hands on the podium.” it said.Xander and I exchanged uncertain glances again. I felt his hand brush mine before he took it in his grasp and held it tightly. He was still guarded and didn't trust the keeper, I could feel the tension radiating off him in
Ava's pov“If…” I started. “If what you're saying is true then I must have been gifted back then, why didn't I stop the war? What makes you think I can stop it now when I couldn't stop it then?”“It wasn't the right time.” The keeper said. “The goddess may be supreme but she is not to interfere with the works of the fates.”“Fates?” I askedThe scene froze and the keeper appeared before us. Its voice— neither male nor female, was calm as it spoke. “Every living thing in the universe is the work of the fates.” It started. “The fates are three ancient magical women who weave threads for every living thing.”“Threads?” Xander asked.“Yes, these threads are life. The life of everything alive is held in a single thread which is connected to what we call ‘the core’”The more he explained the more new questions began to form in my head. “What is the core?”“It is what you call destiny.” It answered. “All threads are tied to the core, the thread is a path that guides you to the core— your ul
Ava's povI clenched my jaw and fist in annoyance. “So what? I'm supposed to face a dark god to save a race that has treated my kind as worthless trash for centuries? Why shouldn't I let them perish for their own wrongdoings?”“Ava,” Xander said. I could hear the hurt in his voice but I chose to ignore it. “Please.”I closed my eyes. It was all too much.“If the werewolves are defeated, your kind will face sufferings worse than what they are currently going through.” The keeper said.Opening my eyes, I scoffed. “What could possibly be worse than what's already going on?”The keeper was silent. Xander sighed.“The path ahead will not be an easy one, Ava.” The keeper started, voice soft. “There will be trials, pain, and loss. Your thread has started to cross paths with others— a lot. Your choices will determine the date of many.”I took a shaky breath as the weight of my responsibility settled on my shoulders. “And if I fail?”The Keeper’s glow flared then dimmed. “If you fail, the thre
Ava's povWe got to the grand foyer and walked to the grand doors. Xander pushed it open and we stepped out, the cold night air bit our skin.I stared at the view in front of us but it was equally deserted. Fear began to creep up my spine, did the rogues attack? Are we in a different realm? Is this… the work of the dark god?Before I could voice out any of these questions, the sound of hurried footsteps approaching interrupted me. We turned and saw a guard, frozen to his spot.His eyes were wide in shock and face pale. “Alpha, Ava.” He muttered.“What's going on? Where's everyone?” Xander demanded, eyes narrow and body tensed.The guard’s gaze darted between us, his expression a mix of disbelief and relief. “You’ve been gone.” he said, his voice trembling.“Gone?” Xander repeated. “What on earth are you talking about?” He snapped.The guard swallowed hard and his body visibly trembled at Xander's tone. “You both disappeared over a week ago.”A week?“The entire castle and packs have
Xander’s POVI was still trying to wrap my head around everything.A week.We had been gone for an entire week. The keeper's warning about the elders rang in my head, I had always known that they couldn't be fully trusted and this has solidified my decision on that.A lot rested on my shoulders now, taking care and protecting Ava, handling the issue with the rouges, finding the traitors in the castle, being cautious around the elders, destroying the human rebellion and finding out who this dark god was so I could help Ava.I looked up at her. She was lost in thoughts just like I was. Even if the world around us was on fire, she would always ground me.“We need a plan.” I said, breaking the silence.She looked up and nodded. “What type of plan?”“First, we need to make sure that we maintain control over the pack at all costs. A divided pack would fall before the war even begins. The rogues are watching us, they are waiting for a sign of weakness to latch onto and bring us down.”She no
Xander's povThe council had summoned me yet again. The air was thick with tension as I stood before them. Their cold and calculating gaze burned into me.I maintained a neutral expression and clasped my hand behind me, back straight as I started back at them. Leo growled, he was seething deep in me. It was a struggle to contain him.“Alpha king Xander.” Elder Thane began. “You suddenly disappeared for over a week and threw not just your pack but the entire Kingdom into a frenzy as they relentlessly searched for you. Do you care to explain your sudden disappearance?”He tried to look and sound intimidating but he looked like a pup. “I left to go investigate a recent rogue activity I had spotted near the borders.” U answered calmly. “It needed to be handled with utmost discretion and secrecy which is why I didn't tell anyone because I couldn't risk a word of it getting leaked and jeopardizing everything I had planned.”Elder Maris scoffed, I turned to her and saw her eyes were narrowed
Xander's povThe oracle stood by the door. This was unlike her, she doesn't leave her cottage unless summoned. The room fell into hushed silence as we all watched her walk to the front of the room.“Thane, Garrick and Maris.” She started. “You will not lay a finger on a single hair on that child's head.” She ordered.“Or-oracle.” Garrick stuttered giving her a bow. “What brings you here? This is a simple matter.”“It is not a simple matter. It is far greater than every single one of us in this room— and the realm as a whole.” She said, “Leave Ava alone.”“Why?” Maris snapped. “Ever since that human stepped foot in this castle things have changed and not for the better. Take a look at Xander, he hurt his own people and has been slacking in his duties.”“The wheel of fate has been spun, everything is now set into motion. Many threads of destiny have been knotted together, a story that cannot be undone has been made. Each choice and action taken henceforth, is a step closer to the inevit
Xander's povI ran my fingers through my hair, my hands trembling slightly.“That’s the reason why my father hates me,” I said, my throat tightening. “It’s not just because I remind him of my mother or because he thinks I’m weak. It’s because he blames me for her death.”Ava’s brows furrowed in confusion. “But you said that she died from childbirth complications after the rogue attack. How could that be your fault?”I let out a dry laugh, it sounded hollow and filled with pain. I regret everything that happened till this day, her death would forever haunt me.I let out a bitter laugh, the sound hollow and filled with pain. “Because I was the reason she was in the forest that day. I begged her to come with me.”Her eyes widened, and I could see the shock and sympathy warring within her.“It was a beautiful summer day,” I said, my voice distant as my mind flashed back to the memory. “The sun was shining, the air was filled with the scent of jasmine and lavender— my mother's favorites af
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