LOGINRebecca's POVTwo Days LaterThe afternoon sun was high in the sky, lighting up the pack grounds with warm golden light. I sat quietly under a large oak tree, watching the warriors train on the open field. The sound of metal swords hitting each other filled the air. Sweat poured off the warriors as they fought in pairs.An older male instructor walked among them, sharply correcting their mistakes.One young she-wolf, who couldn't have been more than fourteen, charged recklessly at her opponent. Within seconds, she was flat on her back. The older warrior sighed and offered her a hand. "Again."The girl groaned as she climbed to her feet. "You keep leading with your emotions," the instructor said patiently. "Your sword follows your heart instead of your head. Slow down." The young warrior attacked again, and again she lost. The instructor shook his head before walking behind her. "No." He adjusted the girl's grip on the sword. "Your wrist is too stiff. Relax your shoulders. Feel the
Rebecca's POVI dried my face with a soft towel and stepped out of the bathroom, only to pause when I saw Zarek sitting quietly in the armchair by the window. The moment he heard the door open, he looked up, a warm, gentle smile spreading across his face."How long have you been here?" I asked, offering a small, tired smile in return as I walked over toward the bed."Only a few minutes," Zarek replied, his voice soft and soothing in the quiet room. "I just wanted to come by and say goodnight before you turned in.""Goodnight, Zarek," I murmured, genuinely touched by how attentive he was being."I also wanted to give you an update," he continued, leaning forward slightly. "The processing for the Academy is already underway. Everything is moving along quickly." He paused, his expression turning a bit serious, a sudden nervousness flickering in his eyes. "But, Rebecca... there's one thing. Since you’ve been banished, I can’t register you under your old pack’s name. The Academy has
Enzo's POV"I'm not insane, Zarek. I'm desperate," I replied, my voice deadly quiet compared to his outburst. I didn't flinch as the few other patrons in the shop turned to glance at us. I just kept my eyes locked on him, my hands gripping the edge of the table."No," Zarek hissed, lowering his voice but losing none of his fury. He shook his head violently. "No way in hell. If I do this, Rebecca will hate me forever when she finds out. She will never forgive me for violating her mind like this!""She won't find out," I argued, leaning forward, my tone pleading. "The witch built the charm perfectly. It is odorless... even her wolf won't perceive it. Trust me, Zarek. Please.""I don't trust you, and I won't do it!" Zarek snapped.Without another word, he snatched his keys off the table, turned on his heel, and stormed toward the exit. The bell above the door jangled loudly as he pushed it open and walked out into the chilly air.I didn't hesitate. I grabbed the velvet pouch and f
Enzo's POVI pulled my jacket tighter around my shoulders as I stepped out of the car and walked into the quiet, dimly lit coffee shop. It was far outside both of our pack territories—a neutral ground where no one would recognize us.Scanning the room, I immediately spotted Zarek sitting at a corner table. He was already waiting for me, his expression tense. I walked over, sliding into the seat across from him."Thanks for coming," I said, my voice rough and exhausted.Zarek leaned back, staring at me with hard, unforgiving eyes. "If Rebecca knew I was meeting up with you, she would be absolutely furious."I swallowed the bitter lump in my throat, looking down at the scarred knuckles on my right hand. "That's why it stays between us. She can never find out."Zarek scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest. "So, why did you set up this meeting, Alpha Enzo? What do you want?"I hesitated, my heart racing. I couldn't stop the question that had been burning a hole in my mind since
Enzo's POV I barged into Clara's room and glared at the pack doctor, the healer, and the two maids standing by the bedside. They were all frozen, terrified by the dark aura coming from me."Everyone out," I ordered. My voice was low, but authoritative, and carried the absolute authority of an Alpha. "Now."They didn't need to be told twice. The maids lowered their heads and rushed past me, while the doctor and healer quickly gathered their clipboards and scrambled out of the room. The moment the door clicked shut, leaving just the two of us, the silence became deafening.Clara was propped up against the pillows, her face pale, her eyes red and swollen from crying. The moment she looked up and saw me, she let out a fresh sob, reaching her hands out desperately."Enzo," she wept, her voice trembling with self-pity. "Look at what Rebecca did to me. See what your precious Rebecca has done! She ruined my life, Enzo. She took my legs away from me because she couldn't handle that you c
Rebecca's POV We finally reached Zarek’s pack territory. The car came to a stop in front of his grand packhouse, and Zarek quickly climbed out to open the door for me. I slowly stepped out into the cool air, my body aching with a deep, hollow tiredness. As Zarek led the way up the front steps, I felt the heavy stares of the guards stationed at the entrance. They looked at me with curious, sharp eyes, but Zarek’s protective aura kept them from saying a word. As I walked into the large living room, my heart leaped into my throat. His parents were sitting together on the couch. I swallowed hard, expecting them to turn me away or demand to know why a banished wolf was standing in their home. Instead, they both stood up with warm, gentle smiles. They welcomed me with open arms, telling me kindly that I could stay with them for as long as I needed. Relief washed over me, and I thanked them softly, my voice barely working. "She needs to rest," Zarek told his parents, giving my shoulde
Rebecca’s POV“You have to help me, Becca. Please… take my place. I can't marry Enzo. I won't,” Clara whispered, her voice trembling as much as her hands.I stared at her, certain the sleeping pills were playing tricks on my mind. Then I let out a dry, hollow laugh. “You’re joking. You have to be
Rebecca’s POVWith a sharp, guttural growl that vibrated in my own chest, he buried himself inside her in one heavy, punishing thrust.The sound of their bodies colliding—a wet, slapping sound—echoed through the silent room. Sasha let out a high-pitched, keening wail of pleasure, her fingers claw
Rebecca’s POVShock flashed across his face. Then guilt. Then something colder.“Rebecca,” he said sharply.I couldn’t breathe. Sasha turned to look at me confused, but Enzo never moved away from her. He didn’t push her off or cover himself. If anything, he glared at me, like he wanted this mome
Rebecca’s POVI couldn’t remember a time when I wasn’t obsessed with Enzo. He had always been there.When I was little, he carried me on his shoulders during pack festivals because my tiny legs would hurt from walking too much. When I had nightmares, I used to sneak into his room and sleep beside







