SerenaI stayed at the Wolf Valley and although I was a complete stranger to the rogue camp, I never felt so accepted. The people here were all warm and welcoming as if I was really part of their small community. I couldn’t help but compare this place to Goldenridge. Protecting my past and identity, I kept hidden under the name of Katniss Sloan. Life went on with me in the pack as I continued to recover from my injuries. But still, something was bothering me, the vivid dream I had one night about a fierce wolf residing within me, yearning for release. I knew what I had to do. I needed to prepare myself to incorporate my soul into this wolf spirit who would become my companion for the rest of my life. When had fully recovered from my injuries, I mustered the courage to approach Lia, the first person I met in this camp. My heart raced as I went to the infirmary where she was present often. “Hi, Lia,” I greeted when I approached her. Lia’s face lit up upon seeing me. “Hi, Katniss. H
AshfordGoldenridge Pack was a refreshing change of scenery compared to my home. The journey to reach this place was a sensory delight, surrounded by towering trees and vibrant nature, a stark contrast to Blood Rose.I decided to undertake it on foot, avoiding any cars to ensure my secret mission remained discreet. Damon was not only the Alpha I was born to serve but a good friend, almost a brother, whom I was willing to help as much as I could. I knew how important it was for him to know the truth about Serena, not only for his own gain but to save Blood Rose from blood-sucking leeches like Mathilde and her imposter daughter. This fueled my desire to succeed in this mission, as the fate of Blood Rose rested upon me. It was time to step up my gain. I won’t let Damon and my people down. With each step, I got deeper into nature. Tall trees were like guards, and their leaves whispered in the wind. The ground was covered in soft, damp moss, like a comfy carpet under my feet. Sometimes,
AshfordThe Alpha's face drained of color, rendering him momentarily speechless. He finally surrendered, drawing in a deep breath before uttering, "Are you planning to punish us for what my brother and his family did to her?"I shook my head, reassuring him. "No," I replied, "the Alpha Heir has no intentions of holding the whole pack responsible for one family's scheme." Relief seemed to wash over the Alpha, but it didn't last long."Unless," I continued, my tone growing somber, "unless the Alpha refuses to help us find the real Serena."He knew exactly what I meant, so he began unraveling Serena's story. He described her life and the hardships she endured, recounting the abuse she suffered at her stepmother Mathilde's, hands. Mathilde couldn't accept that her mate had fathered a child with another woman so she decided to make her life a living hell. Disappointment clouded my expression as I leaned forward. "Why didn't you step in? Knowing what Serena went through, why didn't you do
Damon"Alpha Heir, we got a problem!"I was striding purposefully when a tracker intercepted me, urgency in his eyes. I let out a sigh, already running late for my expected visit to the Alpha. "Not now," I responded curtly, but the tracker refused to relent, leaning in closer and whispering, "It's about your future bride's pack. We heard from an intel that Goldenridge was attacked."My heart quickened at the news, and I could feel the color drain from my face. I motioned for the tracker to follow me inside my room, shutting the door behind us. "Tell me everything," I demanded.The tracker repeated, "We were told by our spies from the north that Goldenridge was attacked by a group of rogues last night. It took them a while to ask for backup, recognizing our alliance with them. But when the backup finally came, it was all too late."Dread clawed at me as I asked the question I feared the most. "Are there any survivors?""The Alpha and his warriors have fallen," the tracker replied gr
SerenaI stood in the dimly lit kitchen, the aroma of simmering carrot soup filling the air. Beads of sweat glistened on my forehead as I stirred the soup absentmindedly. As Ollie had suggested, I became part of the kitchen staff in the pack after I recovered. Although I enjoyed cooking for everyone, there were some days when I didn't feel like doing it for some reason, just like today.That's when I heard a hushed whisper from the nearby doorway. It was Lia's voice, engaged in a conversation with one of the warriors whose name I didn't know. Though I didn't mean to eavesdrop, I couldn't help but overhear what they were discussing."Lia, we need someone to assist in the infirmary. Ollie and his team are bringing in a wounded being. They need you there, NOW!” Lia was shocked and asked, “Who was it?”“We have no clue,” the warrior responded. Lia no longer pressed for information and told the warrior that she would retrieve some things from her room before heading to the infirmary. Just
SerenaI heard Ashford's words and my heart skipped a beat. Damon was looking for me? The shock hit me like a sudden thunderbolt, and I couldn't believe it. I thought he was clueless about my stepmother's deceit. Does this mean that Damon knew about Tori’s lie? I’m confused. "Wait, Damon knows?" I asked, my voice tinged with disbelief.Ashford nodded solemnly. "Yeah, he knows, Serena. But he's been playing along, just waiting for the right moment to find you and bring you to Blood Rose to expose the schemes of your so-called family.”“But how? How did you all find out?” I pressed more, eager to learn how everything came to light. “Damon was the first one to notice. I guess something happened between you and him that prompted him to figure everything out.”My cheeks heated remembering that passionate encounter I had with him. But this was not the time to dwell on that. There were a lot of things left unanswered. “Although he knew that your sister was fake, he still didn’t know wha
SerenaReturning to my room after that intense chat with Ashford, I felt like a ship caught in a tempestuous sea. My thoughts were a tangled mess. Damon's hidden truths and the dire state of Goldenridge had left me emotionally battered. However, it was the haunting image of my best friend, Shey, losing her Alpha father, Uncle Craig, that gnawed at my soul. I longed for Shey's presence, desiring to stand by her side and offer solace during what might be the worst storm she would ever face in her life.Right now, all I could do for her was to ask the moon goddess to give her the strength to carry on. Feeling overwhelmed and needing a break from all the chaos in my head, I suddenly decided to go out for a run. I sought comfort in a straightforward jog around the camp. As I ran, the wind blowing through my hair seemed like a determined effort to sweep away the troubles clouding my thoughts. But no matter how fast or long I ran, my concerns clung to me like an unwavering shadow. Neverthele
DamonThe evening was a bit chilly as I and the Alpha sat at the dinner table. The table looked fancy with its nice dishes and shiny silverware. But there was an odd feeling in the air because two familiar faces were missing.The Alpha, with his sharp eyes, noticed that Rina and her mom, Mathilde, weren't at the table. Their absence was noticeable, especially tonight. Rina was really sad about losing her dad, and it was hitting her hard. Because of this, they decided to eat dinner inside their room instead of joining us. He was worried about her, and you could tell by the way he was acting. "Damon, where are Rina and Mathilde?" he asked, and his words felt serious. I shifted in my chair as I turned to him and answered. "They can’t join us, Alpha," I said courteously, "Rina is still having a tough time after what happened to Goldenridge. The loss of her father hit her hard.” His usual cold and calculating eyes softened. "Take care of her. Make sure she has everything she needs to de