LOGINTiaraThe cold silence that greeted me as I stepped into the Moonshade Pack was haunting. Empty halls echoed with every step I took. A few betas walked past, their eyes lowered, their movements stiff, as if afraid to say a word. The place that once buzzed with strength now felt like a ghost town. My home⦠was a shell of what it used to be.I walked straight to my fatherās chamber, but the door was locked, tightly shut like it hadnāt been opened in weeks. I stared at the handle for a long moment before placing my hand on it.āYou trusted the wrong woman,ā I muttered under my breath. āYou let her into our lives⦠and she destroyed everything.āThe metal groaned under the pressure as I forced the door open. The smell of old wood and faint dust filled my nose. I stepped inside, and the emptiness hit me like a punch to the chest. The room had been stripped bare, no trace of the man who once called himself Alpha of this pack. No framed pictures. No notes. Not even the scent of him lingered.
Tiara POVI let my hands rest gently on his back. At first, I barely touched him, unsure if I was allowed to hold him the way he was holding me. But when he didnāt pull away, I leaned into his embrace, letting my body relax against his.His heartbeat thudded steadily beneath my ear, grounding me. He didnāt say anything at first, just held me like he didnāt want to let go. And honestly, I didnāt want him to either.āI didnāt know you could be like this,ā I whispered.He tilted his head slightly, his voice low near my temple. āLike what?āāSoft,ā I admitted. āLike someone whoād care if I disappeared.āThere was a long pause before he said, āYou matter, Tiara. More than you think.āThat stopped me cold.I stayed quiet, not sure how to answer that. A lump formed in my throat. My wolf stirred again inside me, humming in agreement.He sees us, she whispered. He really sees us.I pulled away just enough to look at him, and for a second, I didnāt recognize the man in front of me. Alpha Nichol
Tiara POVI gasped as I felt his warm breath tickle the shell of my ear. The words he whispered made my skin erupt in goosebumps.My lips parted, but the sound of his name tangled in my throat. āA-Alphaā¦ā I stammered, unable to finish, too overwhelmed by the nearness of him.He didnāt say anything. Instead, with one arm still wrapped tightly around my waist, he guided me gently into the chamber. I could barely walk straight. My knees were threatening to give way with every step. His presence was suffocating in the most intoxicating way.When we reached the center of the room, he helped me sit on the couch, his touch lingering a little longer than necessary. The moment he pulled away, I instantly felt the absence of his warmth. My hands trembled slightly on my lap as I stared at the floor, unable to lift my gaze.Why does it feel so cold now?I hated how much I missed his touch already.I liked it⦠far too much.The way he held me, the way he smelled, the way his voice dropped to that
Tiara POVI sat stiffly on the velvet couch, my hands clutched together in my lap, eyes locked on the marble floor of Alpha Nicholasās chamber. The space felt too quiet, too clean, intimidatingly pristine. It was my first time stepping into his private quarters, and every corner of the room whispered of power and control.I could feel eyes on me. His pack members stood by the door, not hostile, but strangely kind. Far kinder than those from my own pack. A painful ache spread in my chest. How had it come to this? How had things gone so horribly wrong that even my own father could not bear to look at me anymore?The soft click of boots echoed down the hall.I raised my head slowly at the sound, only to see him enter.Alpha Nicholas.He stood tall, regal, his presence instantly consuming the room. His dark hair fell in soft waves around his sharp face, his eyes unreadable as always. But he was not alone. A woman followed behind him, a seamstress, I realized, when she strode toward me wit
Tiara POVāYou know I didnāt do this!ā I screamed, my voice hoarse and desperate as the guards dragged me toward the altar. My feet scraped against the cold stone floor, but I refused to go quietly.I twisted my neck, panting, glaring at Luna Victoria who stood smugly with her arms crossed. āYou know I have never hurt anyone! Why would I poison my own father?āShe didnāt respond. Instead, a wicked chuckle slipped from her lips, mocking me. It was all the confirmation I needed. She wanted me dead.My wolf was pacing inside me, growling, clawing at my skin to be let out. But I was weak, and the guards' grips tightened each time I struggled.When my eyes landed on Phoebe, I shouted, āYouāve always despised me, havenāt you? This is what you wanted all along!āShe flinched, turning away, unable to meet my gaze.The elder stepped forward, his tone formal and cold. āDo you, Tiara Dawson, confess to poisoning Alpha Darius in an attempt to seize the pack by force?āI laughed bitterly. āTo hell
Tiara's POV An host encamped around me as I was being led out of the pack to the place that was to be beheaded. My feet slumped. The Realization of the reality before me, shook me vehemently from inside. My heart skipped countless beats. But I remained silent. Unfazed even in the face of death.Cold rippled my entire being and I clung my hand tightly to my skin maybe for comfort but my skin grew more goosebumps than I had expected.I kept wiggling my head to the back to see If Alpha Nicholas would show up ājust as he has always done but I was disappointed a thousand times.My gaze kept meeting with the faces of my enemies and betrayals instead, their expressions etched in hate and disdain for me.I was about to be executedāfor a crime I know nothing about. For the sins of another woman and her daughter. My execution was referred to as justice. An exchange for my father's life that I was accused of poisoning. According to them, my execution would bring back healing to my sick fathe







