LOGIN~~~Anya~~~I stared at the words that sat on the page in that book.“When the Covenant fell, the heirs vanished.”They looked completely different than what they actually meant. It felt as if I was staring at it but not actually seeing it. The sentence should have felt important to me because of the covenant, but…Heirs. The only word that attached itself to my brain and suddenly refused to go. Not the covenant, not vanished, heirs. Because only that word… it implied ownership, bloodlines, inheritance, family… things that were basically passed down, things that could actually be taken away.The statue. The photograph. My father. Serena. Ridgewood. The old man who kept speaking in riddles. All the pieces started to float in my head, without really fitting there. I could literally feel them connecting, as if a puzzle was actually fitting but half of the pieces were upside down. None of those should really make sense, not yet. But there's this unsettling feeling in me that suddenly tel
~~~~Anya~~~~My hands hovered above the notebook, still studying every corner of it.The air in the museum suddenly felt choking as it felt smaller. Too warm and too quiet. The distant hushed murmurs had faded into nothing, leaving just the sound of my own heartbeat thudding heavy in my ears.I looked down on the notebook once more. Then again, the same name just stared back at me.Silas Pacta.No matter how many times I blinked my eyes, the words just refused to become something else, different. I swallowed very hard. Maybe I was mistaken, or maybe I was actually remembering it wrong, or maybe my mind was forcing some connections that weren't even there at all. I said to myself.But the longer I stared at the name, that's when I become more certain about it. Because I knew that name. Not from Ridgewood as a whole, not from Kane, not form Larry… but from my father.A sudden strange chill crawled it's way up my spine. For a few seconds, the notebook between my fingers no longer felt li
~~~Anya~~~The statue stood right before me, staring straight into my bones. My phone was still up in the air, my eyes darting between the man on the carved stone and the one standing just close to my father. It was unmistakably him.I lowered my hands down as a sudden ache jolted through my arm. Right in this town, it stood right there —displayed. Not hidden. Not abandoned. Not buried. But proudly displayed as if everyone knows exactly who the man is in this town. While I had spent most of time trying to figure out this man's identity, he was practically something everyone looked almost every day in this city.I moved closer again, ignoring the way people looked at me as I stared too deep at the statue, staring directly at his face. He looked older in this carving, but it was definitely him. The same man everyone seems unwilling to talk about, but here, he stood looking less of a mystery and more of something to explore. It totally makes no sense right now. My eyes darted towards t
~~~Anya~~~I watched as the woman stood up so gently and moved out from the bus. I sat down there frozen at my spot, my eyes still wide open. Because I know for sure, this time around, it wasn't my hallucinations. Even if I had actually just seen it for a few seconds, I'm very sure of what my eyes saw. That name. That same location I was heading to was given to me by that old man. I suddenly came to one conclusion right away—it really has to be her. The same woman from the online comment, the same woman searching for the same thing I was searching, the same female wolf who was asking questions more than I am, and the same woman the old man had actually remembered. I immediately got up before my mind could stop me. I grabbed my bag tightly on my side and dropped down quickly from the bus. I wasn't going to sit down there clueless, and drown in curiosity. Because, you know what curiosity has done to me? It had literally ruined my life times without numbers already. So I'm not letting
~~~~Anya~~~~That's where the lies began? How? I nodded slowly as the realization of the truth that this whole mystery wasn't just as simple as I had thought it was. My shoulders lowered a bit as I sat back on the wooden chair. This whole situation was seriously becoming overwhelming. “What lies?” The question came out low, almost as if I was asking myself as I stared at him. Because honestly, I was already getting tired and frustrated about why old people always prefer to speak in riddles.His eyes held onto mine with a glacial, condescending stare. His lips curled into a mirthless, patronizing smile with a single perfectly arched eyebrow that ticked upward. The kind of look that says—you already know more than you think.And honestly, his constant silent stare and agonizing smugness made my blood absolutely boil further because I've been seeing too much of it lately. “Hollows of Ashvale is an old settlement,” he said. “It is older than the modern packs you've encountered. It is w
~~~~Anya~~~~“Protect me from who?” The question slipped out feeling heavy. The man looked like he didn't want to answer the question, his eyes were just glued straight into mine. It was just a simple question, right? But he just stared blankly as if he was processing my words. There was no guilt or secret behind his deadpanned expression.He cleared his throat, finally. “Some truths arrive when they're ready,” he said. “And not when we're curious about it.”You know what happened to my sanity right now? It frayed into a thousand invisible threads as his face carried a seriousness that didn't belong to this place. I was never aware that this was the way I'd be getting the answers I left home for.He adjusted his sitting position and moved back a bit. “Beta Zain came to this place before you were born,” his voice lowered. “Not once, not twice… many times.”The realization settled as my chin dipped. Because if my father had constantly come to this place, that would mean it wasn't just
~~~Anya~~~The next morning felt colder than usual. It wasn't because of the weather, but because of the place I'm headed to. Sterling Corporation—Ridgewood Holdings, stood tall before me. Its glass exterior was reflecting the early morning sunlight as if nothing, not even the air in it had changed.
~~~Anya~~~Maybe it was just me. But the air felt heavier than usual the moment I stepped out of Sterling Corporation. My heels clicked softly against the pavement as I walked past the glass doors and tried to ignore the whispers that followed me out of the building like shadows.“They said Alpha K
~~~ANYA~~~I felt a twist in my stomach the moment I saw Meena smiling uncontrollably at the mention of the arrival of the Alpha.My mate is here. The Alpha. My heart flung in my chest as blood rushed to my cheeks. I turned to smile at Talia closely as she held my hands tightly. She returned the ge
~~~ANYA~~~“It can’t be…” I whispered to myself. But my wolf surged inside me, whispering one word: “Ours.”Too many things sifted through my mind at once as I couldn’t concentrate on one thought long enough. My head was troubled with thoughts all mixed up with a heavy dose of boredom. The memory o







