LOGINKYLA’S POV
"What happened to the future Alpha?" Claudia asked. "He was sick of waiting around for the trackers to find your daughter, so he stormed off into the woods trying to catch on to Vivica's scent," the Luna sniffled, choking on her sobs. "And?" my father asked. "He searched for hours, but there was no sign of her. And when he lost her scent, he got angry and kicked a tree hard. He was so deep in his grief, he didn't see the tree until it was too late. It fell on him and knocked him out cold," Alpha Morgan finished for his wife. "Oh no!" Claudia gasped, and Father swallowed hard. "There's more. I'm just coming from the hospital." The Luna had a pale look on her face. "Don't tell me my son is...," Alpha Morgan couldn't even get himself to say it out loud. "No, he's not dead. But the doctors tried everything, Morgan, and his bones were so badly crushed his wolf was unable to heal him." "What are you saying, woman? Spit it out!" the Alpha shook her violently. "Tormund is crippled. He will never walk again." "NOOOOOOO!" The Alpha fell to his knees, a howl tearing from his soul. His wife dropped to the floor next to him and began to sob bitterly as she hugged her husband. "We have to do something. I cannot let my only son live like this. I don't care what it costs...we have to fix him," Tabitha cried. Claudia had tears running down her face as well. "Are you talking about black magic, Luna?" Tabitha's eyes blazed. "Black, white, or grey, I don't care. I will trade my soul if it means my son walks again. Whoever heals him, whatever their price is, we will give it to them." Morgan's rage refocused. His finger shot toward me. "Your disgusting daughter will be tried and punished for this," the Alpha said to the Beta. "If she hadn't threatened that sweet and loving Vivica, she wouldn't have left that suicide note for Tormund, and he wouldn't have run into the woods like a madman and gotten himself hurt." Father bowed his head. "I understand, Alpha." "Then get her out of my sight before I end her right here!" Father pulled me to another room where we could be alone. "Father, I promise I didn't do anything." "Silence!" His voice thundered. "Do you want our family destroyed? Do you want us cast out in shame? The Alpha will kill you for this. Kill us even. Unless..." His eyes narrowed. "...you heal Tormund." "What? Father, I... I can't—" "Oh yes, you can." His laugh was cruel. "I saw you heal that bird at the cemetery the other day. So don't fucking lie to me. You will heal Tormund using your damn witchcraft. And when they ask your price, demand marriage. Our family cannot lose its place. Vivica may be dead for all we know, so you will have to take her place." I was shocked. I had admired Tormund in silence for years, but I would never have dared to dream of such a bond, especially since I found out he despised me, plus I was nothing but an ugly duckling. Which man in their right mind will want a scarred woman like me? "Father, I can't," I said. His eyes glowed. "Oh yes, you will. Do you want to die? Do you want your family's blood on your hands? You're gonna march back into that room and tell the Alpha and Luna that you will heal their son. And that's an order from your Beta and father." My father used his Beta aura on me, so I had no choice but to obey whatever he had demanded. "Ok, Father. I will do it." I marched back into the room, and the Alpha stood to his feet with his claws out, ready to dig into my neck. "You dare show your face here again?" "I can heal Tormund!" I shouted. His claws stilled midair. "I can fix him. I can make him walk again." The Luna gasped, hope flooding her tear-streaked face. She slowly stood to her feet. Claudia spat, "Lies! She's only trying to save her worthless hide." "Shut up, Claudia," my father growled. "Let her speak." "Can you really heal him?" Luna Tabitha asked. "Yes, Luna." "You?" the Alpha scoffed. "I don't believe it." He narrowed his eyes. "I should rip your tongue out for such blasphemy." But the Luna was desperate to save her son. She didn't care if I was telling the truth or not, she just wanted me to try. "If you can really heal my son, I will give you anything you want. Money? Clothes? You name it, and it's yours." I looked to my father, who nodded at me, giving me the permission to go ahead and ask for what he had told me to ask for. I sighed. "If I succeed, my only wish is to...marry Tormund." The Alpha hesitated, and Tabitha clenched her teeth. "This is ridiculous!" Claudia began to protest, but Albert grabbed her by the shoulders and growled at her. She immediately cowered away to the side of the room with anger boiling in her veins. The Luna grabbed the Alpha's palm, and he looked at his wife and saw the pain on her face. The Alpha sighed, then his dark eyes landed on me. "This better work, or you and your entire family are dead." ****** Within a week, my powers nursed Tormund back from the brink of death. His bones magically healed, and he was walking again. His parents wept with joy as their son was no longer crippled. And as promised, my wish was granted. A month after Tormund's miraculous recovery, I became his wife and my family's status was safe. The ceremony was small and suffocating. Tormund barely looked at me, let alone spoke to me. But he marked me in front of our families, and I felt the bond sear into my soul, branding me his forever. I didn't get to mark him, since my wolf was too shy to do it in public, but Tormund assured our families that he would let me do it before the night ends. But on our wedding night, Tormund's cold words shattered my heart. "Don't think for one minute that because you forced this marriage with your schemes, that I will ever love you. Prepare to live like a widow beside me. Because you are dead to me, and I am dead to you."KYLA'S POV"His name is Lowell," I answered, and the second the name left my lips, Atlas began to cough furiously like he had just swallowed a fly. I jumped slightly, my heart skipping a beat. "Goddess, are you alright?" I asked, my voice filled with worry."Yes. Yes, I'm fine," he finally said, coming up for air as his face returned to its normal color. He cleared his throat and looked at me with an unreadable expression. "Lowell. That is a very strong name.""Yeah, I guess it is," I shrugged, looking down at my lap and thinking about the man in the woods who had saved me. "So, does this Lowell know that you like him?" Atlas asked, his voice dropping back into that smooth, low rumble.I felt my cheeks get even hotter under my scarf. "I didn't say that I like him, Atlas. I just like how I feel when I'm around him. It's different." I shifted on the silk sheets, feeling a bit frustrated that we were talking about other people. "Look, I came here to spend a passionate evening with you,
KYLA'S POVWe were still in the taxi, heading to the vampire hotel as the locals called it, and my nerves were shot. Werewolves normally steered clear of that place, even though they had a strict no-violence policy that was enforced by some pretty scary ancient vampires, but still, the packs and even the rogues were known to keep away from that area.Why would Atlas want to go there? It just dawned on me as I watched the streetlights flicker past that I didn't actually know his rank. Was he an omega like me, a beta, or even an Alpha? He certainly moved like an Alpha, with that heavy, commanding presence that made me feel so small, but for some reason, my wolf couldn't tell.A part of me had been tempted to ask him a million questions, but then I realized that none of it really mattered. We were simply going to spend an evening together and never see each other again. This was a clean break, a way to wash Tormund out of my hair and my heart for good.The taxi stopped in front of the ee
LOWELL'S POV"Your scarf," I said, tipping my chin toward the silk fabric. "Why are you hiding such a pretty face behind it?"She laughed, a nervous but pretty sound. "Maybe I'm a wanted assassin and I have to hide my face so I won't get caught by the law."I threw my head back and laughed loudly. "You're funny. I really like that about you.""Thanks," she said. "So, why did you choose this place today? It doesn't exactly seem like your scene either.""The same reason you did, I think," I said. "It's not exactly up to my usual standards, but I like the fact that people here are actually having fun. They're minding their own business instead of sitting around getting drunk and gossiping about their neighbors. It feels more real."The bartender returned with her water. I watched as she carefully shifted the scarf just enough to show her mouth, her lips were full and pink and looked so soft. She put the cup to her lips and drank, and I found myself staring at the way her throat moved whe
LOWELL'S POV"She's attractive, isn't she?" Sofia asked me quietly."Quite attractive," I admitted. My eyes raked over her. That body-con dress was hugging every single curve of her body in a way that made my mouth go dry. She looked incredible, even with the mystery of the scarf over her face. I was dying to know what she truly looked like. I bet she looked like an angel. "She will recognize your voice when you speak, you know that," Sofia warned. "She's smart.""Not if I borrow my beast's voice," I replied.Sofia just looked at me and shook her head, clearly thinking I was playing a very dangerous game."Sofia," Kyla said as she finally reached us. Her voice was like music even in this loud bar. "Are you okay? You looked a little uncomfortable from where I was sitting. Is this man bothering you?"I took a long sip of my drink, looking at her over the rim of my glass, and grinned."No, Kyla. This is just an old friend from... well, from back when I was a kid," Sofia half-lied, thoug
LOWELL'S POVI couldn't stop thinking about Kyla. It was like a loop playing in my head that I couldn't pause. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt that spark again, that electric jolt that happened those few times our skin accidentally brushed. It was driving me crazy. I sat there at the bar, swirling the ice in my glass, trying to figure out how a man in his right mind could ever choose a woman like Vivica over someone as wonderful and pure as Kyla. Tormund was a fool, and honestly, he didn't deserve the air she breathed. I was sitting at the bar at the Moonshine Tavern, a place I had actually come to appreciate way more than those other fancy drinking spots I'd been to since I arrived in this territory.This place was different. Nobody watched you here. Nobody whispered behind their hands or gossiped about who was sleeping with who. In this bar, you were anonymous. You either came for the heavy drinking potions, to lose yourself on the dance floor, or to pick up someone you wanted
KYLA'S POVThe moment we stepped inside, everything hit me at once. It was like walking into another dimension. The noise was a physical wall. The heat was thick and humid. The bodies were everywhere.The tavern was packed wall to wall, and I felt like a sardine shoved into a can that smelled like armpits, cigarette smoke, expensive leather, and unadulterated sex. There was no other way to describe the scent; it was heavy and primal. The music was loud enough to vibrate in my very bones, and the bass thudded through the floor like the aftershock of a massive earthquake.Sofia gagged immediately, covering her nose with her hand. "This is definitely a wolf bar. The pheromones in here are giving me a headache already."I laughed, because even through my scarf and with my limited senses, I could tell she was right. There were wolves everywhere. I could feel the power levels shifting as we moved. There were weak ones, powerful ones, and everything in between, all mixed together without any







