LOGINENISA'S POV Silverstone pack A chilling sigh escaped his lips as he lowered his sword and let it fall to the ground. His gaze settled on me, his expression betraying the extent of his displeasure."You have the survival instinct of a rock. You can't attack, can't defend, your grasp is weak, and the sword can easily be knocked out. All the efforts I have been putting into training you for the past two weeks, there is no result to show for it."I listened without interrupting, each word settling painfully in my chest. A sudden wave of discouragement swept through me, draining what little strength I had left.I knew I wasn't particularly good at this. I had never pretended otherwise. But hearing him list my shortcomings with such apparent disappointment made it difficult to ignore just how far behind I was.I lowered my gaze briefly, looking at the sword lying a short distance away. My fingers flexed at my sides, and I swallowed the response threatening to escape my lips.My shoulders
ENISA'S POVSilverstone pack The moment I hit the ground for the third time in succession, having lost my balance yet again, I knew Zaden wasn't going easy on me.The impact sent a brief jolt through my body, and I remained where I had fallen for a moment, staring at the ground beneath me. A thin layer of dust clung to my palms, while my clothes had gathered enough dirt to make it obvious that I had spent the better part of the morning being thrown around the training ground.It had been days since I confronted him about his nightly excursions, and, rather surprisingly, he had been returning home early ever since. I had expected him to dismiss my concerns and refuse to take responsibility for my training, but contrary to my expectations, he had done neither.In fact, he had taken his responsibility rather seriously. Perhaps a little too seriously.Yet, despite the days I had spent practicing, I could barely keep up with him. Every movement seemed to expose another weakness, every att
************PRESENT MELANI'S POV Silverstone Pack A strangled gasp escaped my throat as I jerked awake. For a moment, I didn't recognize my surroundings. My eyes remained fixed on the ceiling, but my mind was somewhere else, trapped in the remnants of a nightmare I couldn't immediately separate from reality. My chest rose and fell rapidly. Sweat trickled from my temples, following the curve of my face before gathering beneath my chin. My fingers were buried in the bedsheets, gripping the fabric with such force that my knuckles had turned pale. I couldn't move. I could only lie there, listening to the frantic beating of my heart while my eyes travelled across the room. The wardrobe. The dressing table. The windows. The bedroom door. I looked at everything, searching the shadows for something I couldn't quite put into words. Then, finally, recognition began to settle in. My bedroom. I was in my bedroom. The epiphany brought a fleeting sense of relief, and I let my
****************4years agoMELANI'S POV Riverwoods pack “Ahhhhhhh!”My scream ripped through the forest, tearing from deep within me, raw and uncontrollable.I curled in on myself, one hand flying to my chest as another wave of pain surged through my body. My fingers clenched around my clothing, gripping the fabric as though I could somehow keep myself from falling apart.“Nizo, I shall have your head!”Mello's voice thundered through the forest. He had evidently mistaken my scream for a reaction to the brutal force with which I had landed onto the ground.“Have you grown so delicate that you can no longer overpower a woman?”He beckoned to one of the men, but Nizo seemed rather amused by my reaction. He stood watching me, his expression carrying an almost unsettling curiosity, as though my suffering were some strange spectacle.I couldn't understand what was happening to me. The sensation was foreign, unlike anything I had ever experienced. It began somewhere beneath my chest befor
4 Years Ago MELANI'S POV Riverwoods Pack I dragged the back of my hand across my bleeding nose before pushing myself upright. My body protested at the slightest movement, but I managed to draw my legs towards my chest and wrap my arms around them, as though I could somehow shield myself from his penetrating gaze. When I finally lifted my eyes, I noticed that his men had formed a circle around us. Their towering figures stood between the trees, leaving me with no clear path to escape. My gaze travelled from one face to another as I counted them. Fourteen men. A laugh almost escaped me, but I managed to stifle it. My throat had grown so dry that even the thought of speaking seemed exhausting. "Master, this one is beautiful..." Nizo was already ogling me when Mello lashed out with one of his paws. The attack happened so quickly that I barely registered the movement. Four vicious strikes landed across the man's chest, leaving a distinct pattern of wounds. Nizo stagge
4 years agoMELANI'S POV Riverwoods pack My thighs burned with exhaustion, and my knees threatened to buckle beneath me. Each breath scraped against my throat as I struggled to draw in enough air. My heartbeat, which had been pounding furiously against my ribs, was beginning to lose its rhythm. Strands of hair clung to my damp cheeks, sticking to the sweat trickling down my neck and along my temples.I stumbled over a protruding root, barely managing to regain my balance. A frustrated twitch passed through my eyelid as I clenched my jaw, fighting the urge to stop.With a heart weighed down by sorrow, I finally lifted my gaze towards the sky, fixing my eyes on the moon.She had cursed me.Yes, the Moon Goddess had cursed me and denied me a wolf. Perhaps that was why no one ever looked at me with the same admiration they showed my siblings. No one respected me, honored me, or considered me worthy of the place I was supposed to hold.Not even in my own home.Every single day, my mothe
IRIS POV Moonstone pack I leaned closer to the mirror, tilting my head just enough for my cleavage to make an appearance. My green eyes swept over my reflection with practiced precision. Skin? Flawless. Lips? Perfectly shaped. Not a single wrinkle dared show itself. As expected. Satisfied,
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







