Mag-log inMartha's POV
My heart sank the moment those words left my lips, but what else could I have done? All I wanted was peace. I was not ready for another round of physical abuse. My body was already screaming from the damage he had done. If apologizing for being beaten was the price of keeping the peace, then I would do it a thousand times over. I hated myself for thinking that way, but fear had a way of changing people. Fear had a way of making survival feel more import
Martha's POV"I will never let a tear drop from your eyes. I love you so much, my queen, my mate, the mother of my unborn kids, my sunshine, the reason for my smile, mine. I bless the day my eyes found you. I will love you till the end of time. I will never get tired of loving you. Just promise me that you won't change. Promise me that you will always be mine, that you won't leave me for another man. If you leave me, I can't survive it. I might die..."I couldn't let him finish. I lifted my hand and gently covered his lips."Don't say that again. Nobody is dying. I won't change and I will never leave you for any other person, not in this life and not in the life to come." I replied, my cheeks burning with a blush so fierce I could barely bring myself to look him in the eye. He seemed like an angel sent straight from the heavens. Every smile, every touch, every word felt like a blessing I never thought I deserved. I
Martha's POVMy heart sank the moment those words left my lips, but what else could I have done? All I wanted was peace. I was not ready for another round of physical abuse. My body was already screaming from the damage he had done. If apologizing for being beaten was the price of keeping the peace, then I would do it a thousand times over. I hated myself for thinking that way, but fear had a way of changing people. Fear had a way of making survival feel more important than dignity."I love this part of you," he said slowly as he started coming closer to where I lay on the bed."Thanks," I replied, my chest pounding so hard that I could hear my heartbeat in my ears. Something about the look in his eyes made me nervous. I had a feeling I knew exactly what he wanted."Have you not missed my touch?" he asked as he caressed my leg, and I immediately winced in pain.How can I mi
Martha'sI found myself standing in the middle of a dense forest. The trees towered far above me like ancient guardians that had stood there for centuries, their thick trunks stretching endlessly toward the dark sky. Their branches intertwined overhead, creating a canopy so dense that barely any light could pass through. The little moonlight that managed to slip between the leaves painted silver patterns across the forest floor. The air smelled of damp earth, pine, and wild grass, carrying the familiar scent of nature that every wolf found comforting.Fallen leaves blanketed the ground beneath my feet while tangled roots twisted through the soil like sleeping serpents. Strange shadows shifted between the trees whenever the wind stirred the branches above. The forest felt alive in a way only wolves could understand. I could hear the distant chirping of insects hidden in the darkness and the occasional call of an owl somewhere far away.
Martha's POV"I brought the... unburnt... haha... I mean the good part of the... you know... I thought you guys wouldn't mind." I said, and as the words left my mouth, I already knew I sounded like a lunatic. I really wished the ground could open up at this point and swallow me whole. They all muffled laughter, of course, except Jeff whose eyes were blood red with anger. He folded his arms in rage, and I knew exactly what that meant."We are good, dear. Enjoy." One of them said to me, and I immediately turned away and walked out of the veranda, praying I wouldn't miss my steps. Tears were already flowing down my eyes. I hate being embarrassed, and this was the worst kind of humiliation I could ever imagine.I sat down on the floor of the sitting room and placed the tray on the floor beside me."Your mate is really very hilarious," one of them said, and they all burst into laughter. 
Aethelwulf POVI walked out of the ward with the boy still in my arms, my thoughts far from the four corners of this place. I didn't say anything to him, but for some reason he seemed comfortable, staring around at the nurses, the doctors and people without the usual white or blue clothing. He was probably having a good time. His eyes moved from one person to another with curiosity, occasionally lingering on something that caught his attention before moving on to the next thing. Children really were different. Put an adult in a hospital and all they would see was sickness, suffering and bills. Put a child in the same place and somehow they would still find something interesting enough to stare at. The smell of antiseptic filled the hallways, mixed with the scent of medicine and that strange sterile atmosphere hospitals always had. I had spent enough time in places like this to know that behind almost every door was someone praying for a miracle, someone waiting for good news or someon
Martha's POVI walked into the house sluggishly, dragging my feet behind me as though each step weighed twice as much as it should. All I wanted right now was a quick shower and my bed. Nothing else. Today had been unbelievably long, and every part of my body seemed to be protesting against being awake.My shoulders ached, my legs felt heavy. Even my eyes burned from exhaustion.I reached for the sitting room door, already mentally planning how quickly I could get upstairs without anyone stopping me, but loud laughter burst from inside before I could push it open.Immediately, I knew who it was, Jeff and his useless friends. I sighed under my breath.For some reason, those men always managed to make the house feel smaller than it was. Every time they came around, they brought noise, alcohol, cigarette smoke, and opinions nobody asked for."Good evening, all." I said immediately I pushed the door open. The laughter stopped almost immediately. Five pairs of eyes landed on me.The room l
Kiera’s POVIt’s been over four days of working hand in hand with Alpha Aethelwulf, and it has been unbearably awkward for me. For reasons I can’t even fully explain to myself, I find it impossible to look him in the face. To be completely honest, I go out of my way to maintain a certain distance b
Aethelwulf POVIt's been three days of Kiera, Preston's Luna, staying in the dungeon. Tasha hasn't fully recuperated, and the priority is dying in multiples every single day, every time deaths are being recorded. Scrolling through my tablet, signing some e-documents my PA sent to me, I couldn't sle
Kiera's POVEverywhere was dark, very dark, but only the blood moon stood, giving light to the earth. Then voices of cries from women and kids filled the air, fire vapor evaporated to the sky, and sounds of paws and claws clashing saturated.In a war, the enemies seemed to be winning. I seemed to j
Kiera's POV"Alpha Preston, I dare you to send me back there." I said while looking directly into his eyes. I could see the shock in his eyes."You seem to have grown wings." He said as he held my neck and kissed his mark while tightening his hold on my neck."Preston!" I screamed as he kept strang







