Mima's POV The growl stopped suddenly, replaced by the soft click of a torch. I flinched as the beam of light hit my face, momentarily blinding me. My chest heaved, my breaths coming in shallow gasps."You're late," came a familiar voice, dry and edged with sarcasm.I blinked against the glare, my eyes adjusting to the light. The figure in front of me lowered the torch slightly, and I froze.“Zahra?”Her face came into view, thin and pale, but unmistakably hers. Relief washed over me so quickly my knees buckled, and I stumbled forward, throwing myself into her arms.“You’re still here!” I choked out, my voice muffled against her shoulder. Tears streamed freely, and I felt Zahra’s arms tighten around me, trembling.“So are you, I see you're healed better now,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “But what are you doing here, Mima? Are you insane?”I pulled back slightly, looking her in the eyes, and wiped at my tears with shaking hands. “I’m here to help you escape. I couldn’t leave you
I was successfully able to sneak back into my room without anybody noticing me. Hopefully though…I fall on my bed and let out a sigh that I have been holding all through my run here. Zahra… I hope she finds somewhere safe. The days exhaustion finally gets to me and I fall asleep. For the first time since I got here, I sleep well.I woke up to banging at my door. I suspected it to be because of Zahra's disappearance. When my door is busted open and three guards walk in with Stephanie, my suspicions are affirmed. “Seize her and take her to the dungeon” Stephanie barked out orders to the guards. I don't bother to resist as doing so wouldn't help matters.Maids from every room come out to watch me be dragged off and whispers began to flood the hallway. The cell I was thrown into was the same from last time. The only difference was that this time, I wasn't chained with silver. I was just left to sit on the dirty floor. Few hours later, Dylan and Stephanie walked into my cell. Stephanie
Mima's POV I sat in bed in the dead of the night tending to my wounds. I had cuts and bruises on my hands, but my face had more injuries. I dabbed on the cuts with a spirit filled Cotton wool. I winced as the cool substance came in contact with my wounds. I had looked at myself in the mirror earlier and it was a terrible sight to see.My left eye was swollen and had a blue-black colour, I had a cut on my lower lip, I had bruised cheeks from the number of slaps I received. I looked like an overused object that had been tossed aside after expiring its usefulness.I hated everything.I took out the bandage that was in my restocked first aid kit, courtesy of Julia. Madam Julia…I needed to check up on her if she was doing well. She could have also been interrogated as she had helped me earlier while I was in chains in the dungeon. I had wrapped myself up in a way that I had deemed to be good enough. I stood up from my bed and took a look outside my room window. My room was situated in
With every single day that passed, attending to the elite pack members and serving their meal as they moved into the mansion, I felt like I was losing more and more of myself. I had checked every badged person that came my way to see if I could find who entered my room nights ago but so far, I had come up with nothing.The pack had been buzzing with news of another pack that hardly showed its face. The pack meet event that the pack had been planning for weeks was almost in view and the mysterious pack had decided to attend. It must have been a big deal for the pack to want to make the event as special as possible.The large main hall was extravagantly decorated with jewels, gold, silver and accessories from around the world. Everywhere looked extremely beautiful. It must be a very big event, so I rolled the empty trolley into the kitchen. I was finally done for the day. I took a turn by the corner and finally I stood in front of Julia's room. I slowly knocked on the door and waited
Mima's pov.He moved closer to me and I felt his chest touch my back.“Stay away from me.” I squeaked out.“You should have thought about that before you waltzed into my room of your own accord. Unfortunately, I can't do anything to you right now because I have an important dinner to attend.”He stepped away from me and threw my knife to the ground like I was too weak to do anything. I stepped away from the wall and watched him wearily as he dressed up in his dinner wear. He looked over at me and smirked.“You want to know why I wanted to have my way with you?” I stay silent.“Because you are still mine. No matter what.” “But you broke our bond, how am I still yours?” I whispered but he must have heard me because he laughed out loud.“My wolf still yearns and craves you. It doesn't want Stephanie anymore since it found you.” In a swift motion, he was in front of me.“You are still and will always be mine”“No! Never. I will never be yours. I was never and will never be yours.” I sque
Mima's PovMy fingers trembled as I knotted the final piece of fabric to the makeshift rope. The sheets and clothes twisted together was my key to freedom. I could feel the anxiety of it all coursing through my veins. I said a small prayer to the goddess before I carried the fabrics and moved to carry my bag.I opened my window, the cool night air brushing against my sweat-slicked skin. My heart thudded painfully, but there was no room for hesitation. With one deep breath, I tossed the rope down. It dangled, barely reaching the ground, but it would have to do.The moonlight illuminated the small clearing below. The trees of the forest were dark and scary but I had to push through. With one final breath to calm myself, I gripped the fabric, knuckles white, and swung one leg over the windowsill. My stomach flipped as my foot dangled in the open air.Focus, Mima.Slowly, I climbed down. The rope burned against my palms, but I clenched my teeth and pressed on. One foot down. Another. M
Rake's POVI needed a break from the loud music in the halls. The whole event was exhausting. Meeting with Alpha's and speaking on diplomacy. Why had I decided to come again? I took a turn and was about to rest on the wall when I heard a scream. I looked up in shock to see a lady falling from a rope.I had to help her. I stretched out my hand and felt my heart race in my chest as I caught her. The impact of her fall knocked the breath out of me, but nothing could distract me from the overwhelming sensation of her. My arms tightened instinctively, cradling her delicate body against mine.I didn't understand why I did it.Her scent, a blend of sunflowers and daisies, filled my nostrils; I felt the urge to never let her go. My wolf began to howl in ecstasy.Mate! Mate! he roared, his voice a frantic, joyful echo in my mind. I could see him running around and wagging his tail with glee in my mind.I could barely process it. My mate was in my arms. The Goddess had finally given me this
Mima's POVI followed Rake without a word, my feet barely keeping pace with his long strides. My mind was still in confusion, trying to process everything that had just happened. He had saved me, caught me when I was falling, fed me and then dropped the bomb that I was his mate, and now I was walking through halls filled with people, most of that I didn’t know, yet everyone seemed to recognize him. Rake didn’t seem to care about the eyes on him. He didn’t flinch when guards called out to him, demanding to know where he was headed.“Stop,” one of the guards ordered, stepping forward to block his path.Rake didn’t even pause his stride, “Move.”The guard faltered for just a moment but then quickly regained composure, as if unsure how to react to the command. The other guards, standing stiffly, eyed Rake in silence, but they didn’t challenge him further.“Return to the hall, Alpha Rake,” one of them said firmly. “Alpha Dylan requests your presence.”Rake paused, and I felt the heat of hi
Mima’s POVI stood in front of the healersitent, watching as the injured soliders where taken in one by one. Any injury too big would then require my attention.“Mima.”I turned slowly, and there he was… Dylan.His once pristine armor was cracked and bloodied, a ghost of the Alpha he used to be. His face was gaunt, eyes wild and desperate. His steps were uneven as he approached, and for the first time, I didn’t feel the familiar hate that I felt toward him. I felt… nothing.“You came back from the dead,” he said, breathless, as if seeing me alive again was too much to believe. “You came back for me.”I frowned. “I didn’t come back for you, Dylan. I came back because my mate prayed to the goddess for me to come back. I had to. For them.”His jaw tightened. “You don’t mean that. You… you still love me. I know you do. You wouldn’t have come back otherwise.” He stepped closer. “Everything we had, everything we were, it meant something. I lost my Luna. But you… you're still mine.”“No,” I
Rake's POVThe world had stopped.I couldn’t hear the cries of victory around me. I couldn’t hear the screams of my pack. I couldn’t even hear the roar of the wind as it tore across the battlefield. All I could hear was the only sound that mattered.. and it was the deafening silence in my heart.Mima.My fingers brushed her cold, lifeless face as I cradled her in my arms. Her skin was pale, the life that once burned so fiercely in her eyes now snuffed out. “Please…” I whispered, my voice barely a breath as I bent over her. “Please, Mima… don’t leave me. Not like this. Not after everything.”My wolf howled in agony, pressing against my chest as if it, too, could feel the emptiness inside of me. The loss. The endless ache. The weight of her death was too much to bear. My chest tightened, my lungs burning as I fought to hold onto the fragile hope that somehow, someway, she would open her eyes again.But as I sat there, helpless, holding her in the midst of the chaos, a sinking feeling
Mima’s POVHe was smiling.That wicked, cruel smile, aimed directly at me, as if daring me to try something, to fight back.As if he hadn’t already taken enough.Kia gasped, kicking, blue sparks fluttering weakly from his fingers. Rake’s eyes were wide, his body twitching in resistance, but he was too weak and too injured.And I was useless… lying down there not able to save the ones I loved. Is this really how it would end? Is this what all I've done will amount to? A scream tore from my lungs as I forced my body to lift from the ground even with the hole of the sword attack from Stephanie still in my chest.My hair whipped around me as they grew longer and shone brightly in their white glory. The marks on my skin began to glow brighter and brighter than they've ever shone before and my voice? It didn't sound like it was only mine.I screamed again and the earth yielded to my call like I was its owner. The sky dimmed, clouds swirling. The earth groaned beneath me.Viktor's grin falt
Mima's POVRake’s grip tightened around me as I collapsed into his arms, and for a moment, I felt like I could breathe again. But the illusion was shattered now, and Viktor’s rage was not far behind.“How dare you!” he roared. The air around us rippled with pressure as if reality itself buckled beneath his fury.A blast of dark energy shot from his palm, slamming into Rake and sending him flying from me with a sickening crunch."RAKE!" I screamed.He hit the ground hard, coughing up blood, his body limp.I felt something inside me snap.The illusion, the pain, the grief, it all faded, replaced by a white, hot fury that surged through my veins like liquid fire.Viktor turned to me with a twisted smirk. "Still so fragile, little Alpha.” He looked as if he was lost in thought and then spoke. “I thought lycans are meant to be stronger.” Then bellowed out a laughter. But I was already moving.I summoned every ounce of power I had, launching a wave of searing fire toward him. It struck hi
Mima's POV"You're lying," I whispered. My voice cracked under the weight of everything.Viktor. He must be lying… there is no way that someone related to my family would cause so much actual chaos. He isn't telling the truth. He's not my uncle, he's not related to my dad's and there's no way he shares the same blood as me.He smiled like he knew every part of me. Like he was waiting for this meeting his whole life."No, Mima," he said gently. "I never needed to lie. Not to you. I mean this is the end that determines it all so why would I need to lie? I have no reason to do something as insignificant as that.”I took a shaky step back. My heart was racing, every instinct screaming at me to fight. To burn him. But I needed answers."You look exactly like him," I said, voice hardening. "How is that possible? Even if you're brothers you don't need to look like him this much. You must be trying to fool me." I already told you that I have no time to play such phony games and we look alik
Mima’s POVWe followed the trail that they had left behind.Marks, clawed bark, blackened grass, smoke spiraling in the wind like fingers pointing the way. The packs and their warriors that we have assembled, Alpha after Alpha and warrior after warrior followed me.No one asked where we were going. They trusted me. Rake walked beside me in silence. His blade never left his hand. Beck and Zahra were already ahead, scouting. Everyone else trailed behind, a small continent of fury and fear marching toward a battlefield they hadn’t seen yet.But I had.In my dreams. In the whispers from the goddess. In the warnings carved into the bones of my losses.Still, when we arrived, it didn’t look like a war zone.It looked… empty. What the hell is going on?And in the center, maybe twenty of them? The shadow soldiers.I stiffened. “This isn’t right.”Zahra frowned. “Where’s the rest of them?”“They want us to think this is it,” Rake said. “It’s not.”I didn’t speak. I just stepped forward.Ever
Mima’s POV“Rake? Mima?” Zahra called out as I poked my head out. She rushes over to me and hugged me tightly and Beck turned in the direction that Rake was looking and saw Martin's body leaning by a tree. The hood was off so it was pretty obvious that the man was dead. Zahra turned and saw it for a second before she held me tighter. I was numb and wanted to cry but no tears were willing to come out. “I'll get the body.” Beck volunteered and walked towards where the body was. He put the hood back on and carried the body in his arms while Rake took me out of Zahra's arms and into his. “You're certain that you didn't run into anyone on your way here?” He asked and they both nodded. Rake shook his head and then signalled for Beck to start moving so we can get back to the pack.No one said a word on the walk back.Rake carried me because I was still shaking too much to walk properly. His chest was warm, but it couldn’t chase away the chill inside me.Beck walked ahead of us, Martin’s
Mima’s POVIt was strange… waking up and actually feeling stronger.Not just rested. Not just healed. Stronger.It had been three weeks since training started, and a while since Rake and I mated and somehow everything was falling into a rhythm. The packs, once strangers and even enemies, had found a weird sort of harmony in blood and sweat.Kian had leveled up so fast it was almost scary. His elemental power had gone from flickering sparks to full-out flames, literal ones and his forcefield gets stronger as more impenetrable per day.At one point, he scorched the edge of the training field and Frederick nearly had a heart attack. Ria’s speed was unmatched, and she’d been training stealth maneuvers that left even seasoned warriors blinking in confusion.And me?I wasn’t just shooting fireballs anymore. I could shoot bigger ones and I could use my powers for a longer time without feeling tired easily.Rake noticed it first.“You’re glowing,” he said bluntly one night.I snorted. “What,
Mima’s POV“I must be dreaming,” I said flatly, staring at the man walking into my office.Dylan.Of course.“What the hell is he doing here?” I muttered.‘if you're here to ask for the release of your elders, it wouldn't work. They committed a crime on our turf and our land so your begging is useless.” I said and he looked taken aback.Guess he wasn't informed about that yet then. “He says he wants to help,” Rake said from beside me, jaw tight.I let out a dry laugh. “Help? His pack slaughtered mine. Help is the last thing I’d call this. Plus, his pack is filled with disgusting and bike creatures that would do anything for power. Him included.”I said loud enough for him to hear what I thought about him.“I know.” Rake’s voice dropped. “But we need the numbers.”I hated how right he was.We had maybe two, two and a half thousand wolves tops. Kian and Ria’s intel put Viktor’s army over six thousand. Trained.I didn’t have the luxury of pride right now.Frederick stood ahead, already