LOGINLEINNA’S POVThe moment the door was shut, I remained standing where I was, staring at it.The sound seemed to reverberate inside my head, over and over again, until Kael’s final words were all I could hear.“Alaric will be the end of you.”For several moments, I was unable to move, and my mind was caught in an unsettling emptiness. I wanted to dismiss his words, to convince myself that he knew nothing about Alaric or what we shared. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop thinking about everything he had said.My foot shifted, and I staggered, my ankle nearly twisting beneath me. I caught myself against the wall and slowly made my way to the bed.By the time I sat down, my legs were trembling.I lowered my head, staring at the floor as his words replayed in my mind. The questions he had asked, the accusations I had resented, and the warning I had refused to accept.The worst part was that they all made sense.I hated that they did.I hated that a stranger could look at my lif
KAEL'S POV“Why do you care?”Leinna snarled, her gaze dropped to the shattered clay pot, then darted toward the doorway behind me. When her eyes returned to mine, there was nothing but hostility in them.I ignored her question and glanced around the hut.“Where are the others?”I asked, but she mumbled something under her breath, too faint for me to catch.“Leinna?”“WHAT!”She snapped, her nostrils flaring. Her matted hair swung around her face as she jerked her head from side to side, unable to keep still. Her eyes remained fierce, almost wild, but whatever light once lived in them was gone.“I’m not going to hurt you.”“But your wolf will.”She held my gaze as she said it, as though searching my eyes for something that would confirm her fears.“He won't.” I frowned. “He can't hurt you anymore. And if he did while I was unconscious, then I owe you an apology.”“Your apology means nothing to me.”She sneered and pointed a trembling finger at the doorway behind me.“Leave.”I didn't
KAEL'S POV*************Present. The first thing my eyes settled on when I opened them was a woman.She stood over me, her grey eyes fixed on my face. There was something hidden beneath their surface, an emotion I couldn't quite identify.The sunlight streaming through the window was painfully bright, forcing me to squint. I blinked several times before attempting to look at her again. When I finally managed to open my eyes, she hadn't moved. She was still standing there, watching me.“You are awake.”She let out a small sigh, her lips pursed in what almost looked like a pout.“How long have I—”“Two weeks.”Her response was curt.Her index finger had been tracing absentmindedly across my chest, but the moment she seemed to notice what she was doing, she withdrew her hand.“You have been lying in this bed for two weeks,” she continued, folding her hands in front of her. “And every time you wake up, you ask the same question.”I fell silent.The sharp scent of herbal medicine filled m
KAEL’S POV.Silverstone pack *************10 years ago.“You speak so poorly of your own mother?”Her voice caught me just as my fingers brushed the cold iron door handle, dragging me back into the suffocating weight of the room. I let out a long, weary sigh, not even bothering to turn around.“I speak the truth, regardless of who it concerns.”Gripping the handle, I shoved the glass door open, ready to cross the threshold and leave.That was when I felt it…an unyielding hand clamped down on my shoulder from behind, spinning me around with brutal force.I stumbled, my gaze rising to meet the darkest, most calculating pair of eyes I had ever encountered. It was Aunt Nindana. She had moved with a silent, predatory grace I hadn't anticipated, closing the distance between us before I could take my leave. Now, her fingers were locked tightly around my wrist, and she pulled her face down until her eyes locked level with mine."What if I told you," she whispered, her voice dropping to a d
KAEL Silverstone pack ( Ten Years Ago) Champagne crystals chimed against one another. The sharp clink of glasses swallowed the applause as another toast echoed through the grand hall, this one dedicated to my elder brother, Zaden. His eighteenth birthday had become the event everyone wanted to attend. My father had made certain of it. From the upper gallery, I rested both hands on the cold marble railing and watched the celebration unfold below. Servants weaved through the sea of nobles with silver trays balanced on their palms. Laughter drifted toward the ceiling. Music filled every forgotten corner of the mansion. And in the middle of it all… There was Zaden. He barely had to move before another young lady found an excuse to stand beside him. Like a magnet, he exuded the ability to attract admiring glances, most of which I could tell was forced. The room itself was bent around his presence. Only days ago, he had awakened his wolf. That single moment had g
LEINNA'S POV It was cold tonight, quiet maybe. I could hear the crickets chirping from every direction and the endless croaking of frogs from a nearby pond. The woods were alive. Too alive. Yet none of it reached me. My thoughts were louder, drowning every other sound in the background. I wandered without purpose, my bare feet sinking into the damp earth. Mud squeezed between my toes, and I wiggled them with a quiet sigh. At least they weren't trapped inside those stiff leather boots. If there was one blessing in this miserable camp, it was that. Alaric's meeting was still dragging on behind me. I had excused myself with the oldest lie known to mankind. "Nature calls." Technically, it wasn't a lie; nature had called. Just not the kind they assumed. What had truly driven me out was the endless schemes. After an hour of listening, I fear that even the frogs outside sounded more civilized. By the time I reached my hut, I didn't hesitate. I shoved the creaky wooden door open and
Silverstone pack Zaden's Pov I arched a brow, my head tilting ever so slightly to the side, as though the motion might steady the unrest stirring beneath my composure. It didn’t “You haven’t said a word,” he noted. “There is nothing to say, Father.” The response came without hesitation. My
Enisa's POVI stood quivering under the weight of the shopping bags. My face, struggling to get out of the suffocating smell of new clothes. Watching with relish as Iris glided along the rows of fabric, gathering dresses as though drawn by an unspoken purpose, I sighed tiredly, my feet aching from
ENISA'S POV“You heard me the first time, Enisa. I won’t repeat myself.”Iris did not so much as lift her gaze from her plate.For a moment, I found myself unable to speak. The sheer audacity of it left me hollow; then, slowly, something hotter began to rise beneath that silence.Anger. It coiled i
ENISA POVMoonstone packMy life has become quite an irony from what I expected.I never imagined I would be reduced to an ordinary omega servant within the very walls I once called my own. It happened swiftly, so swiftly I barely understood.And before I could grasp the truth, it had already becom







