LOGINLeah's POV
I had imagined a hundred versions of what might explain Ariana's silence, but none of them had prepared me for the doors of the royal hall opening to reveal her walking beside the Alpha King himself.
For a moment, I did not understand what I was seeing. The woman in royal silver carried herself with the same steadiness I had grown used to at Silvercrest, the same measured grace that had made her stand out even when she was
Ariana's POVThey found me in one of the smaller antechambers off the main hall, exactly where I had known they would.I had asked an attendant to bring them there rather than waiting for them to navigate the crowd searching for me, and when the door opened and Leah stepped through with Ethan close behind her, I felt my carefully held composure waver for the first time since my father spoke my name in front of the entire realm.Leah stopped a few steps inside the door, her eyes moving over me slowly, taking in the royal silver, the moonlight hair, all of it. Ethan hovered just behind her, his expression harder to read than I had ever seen it."Hi," I said quietly, because I did not know what else to offer first."Hi,"
Leah's POVI had imagined a hundred versions of what might explain Ariana's silence, but none of them had prepared me for the doors of the royal hall opening to reveal her walking beside the Alpha King himself.For a moment, I did not understand what I was seeing. The woman in royal silver carried herself with the same steadiness I had grown used to at Silvercrest, the same measured grace that had made her stand out even when she was trying desperately not to. But the plain black hair was gone, replaced by something closer to moonlight, and the glasses she had worn every day for a year had vanished along with whatever else she had used to make herself smaller than she truly was.Beside me, Ethan went completely still."Leah," he said quietly, not taking his eyes off the front of the hall. "Tell me that's not who I think it is."I could not answer him. My throat had gone tight,
Ariana's POVThe doors to the central hall were taller than I remembered.I had walked through them a hundred times before I ever left for Silvercrest, back when they were simply the doors to a room where my father conducted business I did not yet understand. Standing before them now, dressed in royal silver instead of the plain fabric I had worn for a year, they felt like the entrance to something I had never actually faced.My mother adjusted the fall of my sleeve one final time, her fingers steady despite the tension I could feel radiating from her. "You look every bit the princess you are," she said quietly."I don't feel like her," I admitted."You will," she said. "The moment matters less than you think. What matters is what comes after."My father said nothing, his attention fixed on the doors ahead, his composure absolute in the way it always was before something significant. I had inherited that stillness from him, though I had spent a year in Silvercrest discovering it could
Ariana's POVI found him standing at the window when I finally worked up the nerve to knock.The door had been left slightly open, as though he already expected someone. I told myself that meant nothing. But when I stepped inside and he turned to face me, the look in his eyes told me otherwise.He had already guessed."You arranged this room," he said. Not a question.I closed the door quietly behind me. "I did.""Why?""Because I needed you to notice something was different," I said, "before you heard it from anyone else."His jaw tightened slightly, and for a moment neither of us spoke. The silence between us had always been comfortable before, a shared space rather than a gap. This one felt charged, like the air before a storm breaks."Two weeks," he said finally, his voice low. "I told myself there had to be a reason. That something was keeping you from writing, not someone choosing not to.""You were right," I said quietly. "It wasn't a choice to hurt you. It was a choice I made
Adrian’s POVThe journey to the royal pack had been long enough to give me time to think, and that alone made it more difficult than it should have been. Normally, I would have used the hours to focus on strategy, on preparation, and on the kind of presence I needed to carry into something as important as leadership training. This was not just another gathering. It was a place where strength was measured in more than physical ability, and where every decision, every word, and every reaction would be noticed.This time, my thoughts did not stay where they were supposed to.They kept returning to Ariana.I had not heard from her in any real way since she left, and the silence had settled into something I could no longer ignore. It was not the kind of distance that came from being busy or distracted. It felt deliberate, though I could not understand why she would choose that. The more I thought about it, the less sense it made, and that only added to the tension I carried with me as we
Ariana POVThe palace had been awake long before I stepped out of my room.By the time I made my way through the corridor, the usual calm atmosphere had already been replaced with movement and quiet urgency. Servants walked quickly but carefully, guards stood more alert than usual, and every corner of the royal pack carried the same energy.Preparation.The leadership training had officially begun.I slowed my steps as I reached the main hall, taking in the sight before me. Everything had been arranged with precision. Banners from different packs had been placed along the walls, each one representing a group that would soon walk through these doors. The space felt larger than usual, not because it had changed, but because of what it was about to hold.Leaders.Future Alphas.People who carried responsibility in ways that were not always visible.And somewhere among them… Adrian.The thought settled quietly in my chest, bringing with it a mix of anticipation and unease. I had spent the
Adrian’s POVI had always believed the mate bond would feel like certainty.Not the loud kind—the kind that swept men off their feet and turned them reckless—but a quiet, grounding force. Something steady. Something that aligned with reason as much as instinct. As the future Alpha of Riverline Pack
Ariana’s POVThe moment Adrian said the word mate, the world didn’t explode the way it had before.There was no sharp crack in my chest. No tearing pain. No public humiliation dressed up as destiny. Instead, there was a strange stillness, like the calm that comes after a storm has already passed an
Ariana’s POVSilvercrest woke up differently after the incident.I noticed it the moment I stepped outside the next morning. The pack grounds were the same—warriors training, omegas moving between tasks, the scent of earth and steel lingering in the air—but something beneath the routine had shifted
Ariana’s POVThe change did not arrive with fanfare or confrontation. There were no raised voices, no dramatic announcements, no moment where everyone suddenly turned to look at me with awe. Silvercrest did not work that way. This pack did not shift its opinions quickly or kindly.Instead, the chan







