Mima's POVThe room was wide with a queen sized bed at the centre. It had light blue walls and faux vines hung from the ceilings. I walked in in awe at how beautiful the room was. I turned to see Daria staring at me with a big smile.“Alpha Rake always made sure the room was kept tidy. He said it was his other half. I hope it is to your liking.”“It's .. beautiful. Thank you.”“Oh don't thank me, thank him. He picked everything out. Who knew you'd come a lot sooner than we thought. I am glad you're here.” She chuckled.She is glad that I am here? Is she for real?“I will take my leave now.” Daria walked away and shut the door behind her.I walked towards the huge wardrobe in the room. I was in shock at how many dresses and dress pants were there. From blouses to gowns to jackets and even coats for the winter. I took a light blue dress and walked towards the bathroom to get changed.I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myselfThe person that looked back at me was not who I was
Mima's POV “Do you think he took you away to save you from us? You would never be free from us. You would forever be nothing. Just a cast-aside mate of Dylan's” Stephanie circled me as she taunted me; her venomous smirk made me shiver. All of a sudden, I was back in the dungeons, chained to the wall. I snapped my eyes open. My chest was heaving and I was drenched in sweat. I frantically looked around and realised that I wasn't in my old room. The bed beneath me was soft. I wasn’t used to this kind of comfort. For a moment, I just lay there, my eyes tracing the ceiling. The room was extremely beautiful. It looked like the kind I had always disturbed my dad for, back home. Dad… I turned my face into the pillows and held my breath trying to force down the memory of the day I lost my family. It still didn’t feel real that they were gone. They were all gone and I was the only one left. I should have died that night too. I sat up slowly, my fingers curling around the b
Rake's POV The border was quiet, unnervingly so. The trees stood still and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was coming. The kind of silence that makes your skin itch and your instincts sharp. I paced the edge, running a hand through my hair, trying to focus. I was pulled in too many directions. The responsibilities of leadership, the pack’s safety, and... Mima. I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her. Her confusion was the way she looked at me like she didn’t know if she should trust me or run. Every time I told myself I was just doing what had to be done, I’d find myself second-guessing. I couldn’t ignore the way she seemed to fit with me, in a way I hadn’t expected. "Rake." I turned at the sound of my name. Bastian, one of my closest warriors, approached me, his expression grim. "Any sign of them?" I asked. "Not yet. But there one of the wolves picked up on their scent. They're not too far from here." I nodded. I had already sensed the same thing. "Get
Mima’s POV “Luna.” I froze at the soft, respectful voice calling me from behind. I kept walking away, they must be referring to someone else. It wasn't till I felt a hand on my shoulder that made me jump that I realised I was the one being called and referred to as Luna. I stiffened instinctively. The title of Luna still felt too big for me. It still felt like something I wasn’t ready for. When I turned, I found a man with dark, intense eyes and a stature that spoke of strength. His face was calm and he had a small smile on his face. “I’m Beck, the beta of the pack. I think I must have startled you,” he looked at me sheepishly, scratching his head as he looked at me. “Beck,” I said, forcing my voice to remain steady. “I’m... not used to this.” He smiled. “I understand. You really just only got here” I nodded, unsure of what else to say. My feet shifted on the ground, restless as I stared at anything but him. “I’ve never been a part of a pack like this.” “I know,” Bec
Mima's POV I kept running, they kept chasing me. I was in the woods at night alone, the trees twisted and gnarled, stretching like dark, skeletal hands reaching for me. The moon above was blood red, casting an eerie glow across the forest floor. My feet slipped on the damp earth, as I pushed forward, trying to outrun the shadows that seemed to close in with each breath. I turned back to check if my attackers were still there, and like I guessed, they were. Hooded men, their faces hidden in darkness, moved with unnatural speed. And trailing behind them, Shadows. Shapes that seemed to writhe as if they were made of pure night. Dark figures that were neither fully human nor fully beast, their eyes glowing with a hunger that made my skin crawl. The growl rumbled through the trees, low and menacing. I could feel it deep in my chest, like it was coming for me, stalking me. My breath hitched, and I forced myself to keep running, but the branches of the trees seemed to tangle together
Mima's POV I woke up in a dimly lit chamber. I groggily turned my head to look around. Where was I? Where was Rake? Then suddenly, the memories flooded back. I was kidnapped from my room by that strong stranger. I attempted to move but had to stop as I hissed out in pain. I looked down to see that my hands and legs were bound by a strange dark purple glowing metal that hummed quietly with magic. The air was stale making it hard to breathe. My senses were still disoriented when I heard footsteps from my left. “You're awake.” The person said with a dark chuckle. It was the same man that was in my room. He abducted me. “The master would soon be here to see you. Make sure you're on your best behaviour.” His low laughter infuriated me. He slammed the doors as he walked out of the room. One glance at the chains and I was thrown back into the memories of when I was kept like this in Dylan's pack for days. I was facing the same date here. Why was my life so difficult? Fat te
Mima’s POV A cold, damp chill clung to my skin as my eyes fluttered open. The scent of burning wax and blood filled my nose. Candle flames danced wildly, casting twisted shapes across the chamber. I was lying on a raised stone platform, my arms and legs restrained by heavy iron chains with spikes that dug into my skin when I moved. Blinking against the dim light, my gaze trailed across the room. At the far end, an altar stood, stained dark with what I didn’t want to guess. A massive, ancient-looking book lay open beside it, its pages yellowed and curling at the edges. Symbols, etched in something deep red, covered the surface, pulsing faintly as if they were alive. Then I saw them. A ring of twelve figures stood around me, their long black cloaks blending seamlessly into the shadows. Their faces were hidden beneath deep hoods, but I could feel their eyes watching me. Behind them, separated from the rest, was a thirteenth figure clad in red. Unlike the others, his presence
Rake's POV I could feel the rage burning in my chest. The moment Mima was taken, I went wild. I didn’t think so. Didn’t plan. I just moved, tearing through the castle, demanding answers that no one could give me. My wolf pushed at my skin, clawing to get out, and I let him... just a little. The memory of her voice screaming out my name before she disappeared right in front of me kept playing over and over in my head. The figure that held on to her, I would find him and snap his neck. I seethed. I needed to find her. I needed to make sure she was okay. My mind wouldn’t let go of the fear that gripped me when I realized she was gone. Tracking the remnants of the portal took longer than I’d hoped, the researchers group in my pack found it difficult to determine what kind of transportation stone it was and where the destination was. Since I also hadn't marked Mima, I couldn't talk to her through the mind link. I rubbed my forehead soothing the headache I was having. Mate.
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