LOGINCHAPTER 121Tarlyn’s POVI was sitting by the vanity with my loose hair resting on my shoulders. I was staring at the flickering candlelight. The flame leaned one way, then the other. It was unsteady, just like me. I had spent the whole day pretending that everything was fine. Pretending that I wasn’t invisible. Pretending that the ache in my chest wasn’t real.A knock came softly. I thought I had imagined it. I wanted to imagine it. I was certainly not ready to see anyone let alone talk. So, I simply ignored.Another knock came. It was harder this time. I rose and crossed the room, with my bare feet silent against the wooden floor. When I opened the door, Kane stood there. He seemed cold and strangely calm. His gray eyes looked sharp as broken glass. They met with mine, and for a moment I forgot how to breathe.“Kane,” I said quietly. “It’s late.”He didn’t answer. He just walked past me and into the room. I closed the door slowly, then turned to face him.“What do you want?” I asked
CHAPTER 120Tarlyn’s POVThe corridor to Elder Thorne’s chambers always felt longer than it was. It felt narrower and dimmer than usual. I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was being watched while I passed. My shoes clicked softly against the stone floor, reverbating in a rhythm that sounded too much like my own heartbeat. I had walked this path before, many times, but never with my chest this tight or my throat this dry.I had told myself, again and again, that I didn’t need anyone’s approval. That I could build my place here with effort alone. But that was a lie. A brave one really. Regardless, it was still a lie. You can’t live among wolves and not crave a pack. Neither can you live in a house of hearts and not want one to beat for you.By the time I reached the end of the hall, the familiar door loomed before me. I looked at the details carved into the door. The air smelled faintly of parchment, old wood, and sage smoke. My hand trembled as I knocked but met no reply.I knocke
CHAPTER 119Isla’s POVThe words slipped out before I could stop them. “I’m still in love with him.”Sayora didn’t respond right away. She simply went on cutting herbs. Her movements were steady and unhurried. I do admire how much of a careful person she is.When she finally spoke, her tone was unreadable.“I know.”Of course she knew. Sayora always knew. She could see through people the way sunlight filtered through mist. Her eyes pierced through the soul as morning sunlight through canopies.Coincidentally, this morning sunlight came softly through the canopy, painting the forest floor in trembling gold. Every drop of dew on the leaves glittered like tiny crystals, and the air was heavy with the smell of rain-soaked earth. Petrichor.Birds called faintly in the distance. Melodic, you would say. They seemed almost curious, as though they knew I didn’t belong here but were willing to tolerate me anyway. I walked a few steps behind Sayora with my basket hooking loosely over my arm. S
Chapter 118 Lucien’s POVIntroducing Ava to Elara felt harder than I imagined cause it was easier to deal with the Elara who was quick to show her displease and the happy Elara but the cold her.She was slowly becoming cold and indifferent towards everything and I can’t blame her, cause your mother leaving you at a young age is hard especially for a girl like Elara who finds it hard to open up and be close to people.When she eventually decided to open up and be close to someone whom she regarded as a mother figure, but the person turned out to be the worst person that any child can ever get attached to.She didn’t even think about how others would feel about it or how her actions would affect others. She just ran away from me, everyone and everything.Was this really the best way she could have handled things? or was this the only way she felt like she could have handled everything but why?Why can’t she see how much I love her and how I would burn the world and everything in it if
Chapter 117 Isla’s POV“Don’t think about your movements too much, just try to move as it comes to you and instead of thinking, you should try to talk to your wolf and get closer to her. She might reply you if you keep on talking to her about everything, don’t just disturb her with your thoughts.” Sayora told me as she watched me train behind her hut, again.I have been training endlessly and tirelessly for close to three full moons now, I was tired of training but I could not stop even if I wanted to cause I knew that the more I trained, the better I become and the more closer to my mate aligning with me I get.I would not give up until I was strong and able to align with my wolf cause I can’t be always weak and waiting for people to always protect me like a weakling. I might have been a weakling all my life but now, the moon goddess is giving me a chance to be strong, she’s giving me a chance to stand on my own and be able to fight my enemies and I would be damned before I would al
Chapter 116 Tarlyn’s POVIt was so hard to sleep these days cause the moment I am alone in my chamber, the thoughts of how I would never be enough for Lucien fills my head.Even the moon goddess didn’t find me worthy of being his luna, and now that my prayers has finally being answered, Isla is now out of the picture, another girl is now getting closer to him while I’m here wondering when he would ever see me.Why can’t he see me? Why is he still searching for a luna when I was right here beside him? Why can’t he just pick me to be Isla’s replacement? I know that he might never love me again but I would be more than happy to just be his luna and rule this pack with him.I hated Isla with passion cause why would she just come from nowhere and turn out to be Lucien’s mate? Even Elara who doesn’t like me and doesn’t warm up to strangers liked her, even Yvonne liked her more than she had ever liked me but the ungrateful bastard still decided that the only way she could repay their love a







