LOGINMira’s POV,
“His breathing is stable for now, Luna,” the old witch from the north
Mira’s POV,“Ajax…. My boy…”I was still sitting beside him, my fingers gently wrapped around his tiny hand. It had been almost two days since my pup had been lying unconscious in the hospital bed, turning my world upside down. Kieran’s troop hadn’t come back yet from the mountain, almost snapping me out of my patience.
Mira’s POV,“His breathing is stable for now, Luna,” the old witch from the northern border murmured, her fingers still hovering above Ajax’s small chest as a faint shimmer of magic slowly faded into the air.I stared at my son’s pale face, hardly daring to breathe. “Stable… but why doesn’t he still wake up?”
Mira’s POV,“Ajax… my baby…”I patted his little cheeks but he didn’t even move his eyelids once. The healers quickly carried him to the inner chamber of the hospital, isolated from the rest of the building. Then they laid him upon white furs and placed cooling cloths against his burning skin.His small chest rose and fell, but the rhythm was still uneven as though something invisible pressed against it from within. Sobbing, I knelt beside him and took his hand between my sweaty palms.“Wake up, my boy…” I whispered, brushing damp curls from his forehead. “Mama is here.”But nothing happened.The head of the healers worked for hours with her team, chanting softly under her breath as she pressed her palms to Ajax’s tiny sternum. I felt the faint pulse of his wolf’s spiritual energy in the air, too weak to struggle beneath his skin.At last, she withdrew, her hands trembling against the corrupted magic uncontrollably.“My Luna,” she mumbled lowly, not daring to meet my eyes at first. “H
Mira’s POV,The threat of war was finally over. Peace could make you careless. Just like it happened to me.Months passed without bloodshed in Shadowmoon as our borders were out of any visible threat. The warriors used to return from patrols with nothing more dramatic than reports of rogue tracks and shifting winds. Laughter returned to the packhouse corridors, mingling with the scent of freshly cooked food each night. Even the elders allowed them
Mira’s POV,The threat of war was finally over. The Shadowmoon and Blackridge were now determined to establish peace under Kieran’s command. For the first time in this pack, I felt so relaxed and secure from all worries in my life.And when I opened my eyes each morning, I became used to seeing them.
Mira’s POV,“Alpha Robert of Blackridge is dead.”Kieran’s voice rolled across the clearing like distant thunder settling after a storm. He had already pushed himself up from the blood-soaked ground, staggering slightly.My heart stopped with my mind screaming frantically as my eyes s
“So I guess I’ve to face him tonight,” I mumbled glancing at myself through the long mirror in my room.Suddenly, a soft knock at the door startled me. Two maids entered the room carrying a bunch of clothes and flowers. Truthfully speaking, that was the last thing I had expected from Lord Elias toni
Mira's POV,Three weeks later, “Ahh…” My eyes fluttered open as a groan slipped from my lips, a jolting pain tugging me from the darkness. My heart kicked against my ribs frantically as I discovered myself lying in a strange bed, the room scented with herbs and damp stone.“Where am I?” Fear coiled
Kieran’s POV,“I didn’t mean to upset you,” Lyria gasped, keeping her cunning eyes locked on mine. “I was wrong, Kieran. I let my feelings for you cloud my judgment. Can’t we start over? For the alliance, for us?”A bitter laugh escaped my throat, my hands curling into fists to keep from reaching fo
Kieran's POV,“Shut up!” I snapped as a savage growl escaped my throat, cutting through the air like a sharp blade. In two swift strides, I crossed the room and seized her wrist with bruising force.“Ahh!” she cried out, a sharp scream of pain tearing from her lips as her neck twisted dangerously, j







