LOGINSophia’s pov
“Sophy! You won't believe what is happening in few days time,” she exclaimed excitedly. “Oh,calm down,Elera,” I replied. My bestfriend froze immediately she saw the bruises and cut on my arms and face,her face showing concern as her grip on me tightened, and she pulled back just enough to look at me, her wide eyes scanning my face, my arms, the bruises blooming beneath my skin like dark, ugly flowers. Her expression shifted—confusion, then horror, then fury. “What the hell happened to you?” she whispered, voice shaking. She didn’t need to ask. She already knew. Did Aunt Evenly beat you up again? I swallowed hard, forcing a smile that didn’t reach my eyes. “It’s nothing new” it's been like this since I was a child I uttered bitterly.Elera walked into the room and shut the door leading me to the edge of my bed to sit. I looked at Elera’s face, and all I could see in her eyes is love and concern. In this pack,she is the only one I have as a friend.The only one who saw me—not as a burden, not as something to break, but as a person.Even the omegas are afraid of making friends with me, fearing my stepmother. Not only did my stepmother abuse me physically,she also succeeded in chasing pack members away from me and shattered my confidence. Fortunately, Elera become my friend. Being the daughter of the Beta,who also happen to be a family friend, Evenly couldn't manipulate her into hating me. Her jaw clenched. “Nothing new?” Her hands hovered near my arms, as if she wanted to touch me but was afraid it would hurt.This is wickedness and unacceptable.I mean Uncle Rhydor didn't try to put a stop to your stepmother cruelty,this is getting out of hand. You don't have to put up with that,you know? You have the freedom to walk away, to rebuild, to become something greater than the pain they left you with. “Do you want her to runaway from the pack, Elera?” Our heads turned to the door,and there stood my stepsister, Sylvia. She was standing with her arms crossed,with her lips curled into a knowing smirk, her golden eyes glinting with something between amusement and malice. Elera rolled her eyes.“what are you doing here,Sylvia? You're not welcome here.” Well I heard my mother beat you up for being a sluggish bitch. I wanted to see how messed up your face look but I'm disappointed because I can still recognize your ugly face. I guess you still need some blows on your face so you can know who's in charge. Elera clenched her fist and faced her. I guess you will be the one receiving those blows on your face,if you don't get the hell out this moment. Sylvia's face turn serious, knowing fully well that she is not joking with what she said. I don't know why you hang out with that dirty trash. You're the most beautiful lady in the pack ,yet you're friends with Sophia. Really? You could've pick me as your bestie or any other person in the pack. “Oh,news flash I'm not interested,” Elera interjected. I'd rather be alone than be besties with a shallow bitch like you. Sylvia left the room banging the door,her face fumed with embarrassment. Noticing that,I held Elera's hand. You shouldn't have do that. What if she turned on you next? Well,she won't dare. I'm not scared of her, Elera shrugged. Sylvia is like a leach. She's been all around me getting close to me because of my beauty and she don't want you to have a friend. So I'm pretty sure she won't turn on me,even if she does I'm ready for her. Elera and I laughed,well aware of my stepsister personality.I mean what I said earlier, Elera said with seriousness in a tone. I let out a big sigh, showing how stuck and frustrated I am. “I know.” Okay? You're not going to do anything? Well, I'm not, sounding defeated. I've got nowhere to go. Never heard of mom’s pack,i haven't met my destined mate and no other family to look after me. The truth of the situation sinks in. My mother died giving birth to me and nobody knows where she came from except my dad. I've asked my dad countless times about my mom's pack but he wouldn't say anything,not even the name of my mom. Then suddenly, Elera's face lit up. I think I've got the solution you've been waiting for. The mating ball is in few days and every warewolf is preparing themself for the big day, she screamed with joy. “Mating ball,I murmured as I listen to her. I look at Elera with confusion but almost immediately she started explaining in details. Yes,Sophy. You will be attending the most anticipated mating ball of the year. The mating ball is held annually in the Moonshadow pack, being one of the biggest pack in the entire land. It is a grand event where unmated wolves gather to find their destined mates.Different packs travelled far and wide for this grand occasion. The main purpose is to allow unmated wolves, especially from different packs, to meet and identify their fated mates.It helps strengthen alliances between packs and ensures the continuation of strong bloodlines. For some wolves, finding a mate is a matter of survival, as an unbonded wolf may grow weaker over time. Even Sylvia will be eager to go to the mating ball. You know I'm not allow to attend any functions outside the pack. I can't go with you. Come on , Sophy. You can't be caged for life. She held my hand and caressed the side of my face to comfort me. Besides, nobody will even noticed you're gone, Evenly will be busy preparing Sylvia for the mating ball. I don't think that is a good idea, Elera. I don't even have a wolf so I don't think I have a mate either. Don't say that. You might be a late bloomer. Who knows? You might meet your mate and that can make you feel your wolf. This is the perfect time to find a suitable partner who can help you escape from this suffering. As I stared at Elera,her words keep replying in my head. Deep down I know she is right. This could be the opportunity I've been waiting for all my life. I mean, there must be someone out there who's my mate, right ? It's the perfect opportunity to find my mate who will help me escape from this goddess-forsaken life. And all it takes is for me to attend the mating ball that I hope will change the course of my suffering.Damon’s POVWe were just about to sleep when Sophia suddenly winced beside me, clutching her stomach.“Damon,” she whispered, her face contorting in pain. “My tummy… it hurts.”My heart stopped.Then panic slammed into me.The pain in her voice wasn’t normal. It wasn’t mild. It was sharp,piercing. I sat up in an instant, already helping her sit up as the intensity in her grip increased.“Sophia? Hey look at me. What’s happening? Where does it hurt?”She gasped again, one hand gripping the sheets, the other pressing against her swollen belly. Her skin had gone pale. Too pale.I didn’t wait.I ran out of the room, my bare feet hitting the cold floors of the palace halls as I shouted, “MOM!”Within seconds, she came rushing up the stairs,my mother.“She’s in pain,” I said, frantic, grabbing her hand and pulling her into the room. “Something’s wrong. The pup…”My mother stepped in, her calm expression fading the second she laid eyes on Sophia. Her own face shifted to one of urgency.“She’
Sophia’s POVI smiled softly as I watered the plants, watching the petals sway and dance with the gentle morning breeze. The garden, once torn by chaos, now bloomed in vibrant colors,life returning, slowly but surely.It’s been months since the war ended, and for the first time in what felt like forever, peace settled like a warm blanket over the pack. No alarms. No howls of fear. Just calm.Mother has been so loving more than I ever imagined. Her warmth no longer feels distant or forced. She holds me close now, like she’s afraid of losing me again. And Father... he visits often, bringing rare smiles and silent reassurances with his presence. The guilt in his eyes hasn’t faded, but neither has the tenderness in his touch when he tucks my hair behind my ear or hugs me goodbye.Kane and Elera have grown closer, too. I see the way they stand together now, side by side like pillars I can lean on. Elera laughs more when Kane’s around, and Kane stoic, loyal Kane softens in her presence.The
Sophia’s POVI kissed Damon again, slower this time lingering, tracing his lips with mine, savoring every soft groan he made. My hands roamed over him, careful around the bruises, but hungry to feel every inch of the man I thought I’d lost.My lips followed the trail of my fingers, down the curve of his jaw, across his collarbone, to the hard lines of his chest. He was still recovering, still fragile… but the way he responded to my touch told me exactly what he needed.What we needed.I straddled him again, breath shaking as I aligned us, my fingers trembling with anticipation. And then finally I sank down onto him.A gasp escaped my lips.It was like the world cracked open and all the light I had lost came rushing back in. I moved on him with slow, aching purpose at first, taking in the fullness of him, the connection of soul to soul.“Goddess, Sophia…” Damon groaned, his voice thick and raw. His hands found my hips, fingers digging in with more strength than I expected. “You feel li
Sophia’s POVThe palace gates loomed ahead, grand and glittering in the afternoon light, but all I saw was the pain burning in my chest.I ran through the halls like a storm. The scent of blood and smoke still clung to the air, but I didn’t stop. My feet barely touched the ground as I whispered the only name that mattered.“Damon… Where’s Damon?”My voice cracked.My mother met me first. Her face was pale, lips pressed tight as if holding back a sob. Beta Kane stood beside her, his eyes lowered not in shame, but in grief.They didn’t say a word. They simply turned.I followed them down the corridor, past shattered glass and wounded guards, through doors smeared with battle. My heart pounded with every step. I could barely breathe.Until we stopped.The room was too quiet.Too still.There he was.Damon.My mate.Lying motionless on the bed, his body wrapped in linens, his skin paler than I’d ever seen. His chest rose barely but he didn’t stir. His powerful arms, always ready to pull m
Sophia’s POVThe rogues lunged.But I was already moving.Time seemed to bend around me,each heartbeat stretched into eternity, each breath sharp as a blade. They came from all sides, teeth bared, weapons raised, silver glinting in the smoke-heavy air.But they were too slow.With one flick of my wrist, the ground exploded beneath their feet, roots shooting up like spears. I spun, catching two by the neck with a wave of air, slamming them into the earth. My body moved on instinct, a blur of fury and precision.One tried to sneak up behind me silver blade drawn but I twisted, dodging with a grace that wasn’t mine alone. The wind warned me. The forest shielded me. My power surged like wildfire.In less than a minute, they were down groaning, unconscious, or simply… gone.I stood amidst the bodies, chest heaving slightly, but my gaze was already locked on her.Evenly.She hadn’t moved.She stood tall, regal in her Luna robes, silver armor beneath her cloak catching the dying light. In he
Sophia’s POVThe earth beneath my feet was scorched, the sky above dimmed with smoke. Every step I took through the ruins of the forest screamed of pain burned trees, shattered stones, the very air reeking of death and chaos.Darius had done this.And I would be the one to end it.Then I saw him.He stood in a clearing, tossing fireballs at the ground like a mad god, laughing as flames danced across what used to be sacred land. His eyes those blood-red eyes glowed with darkness, but when they landed on me, they widened, if only for a second. Shock. He hadn’t expected me to come back.But he masked it quickly, cocking his head with a smirk.“Well, well,” he said, voice dripping venom. “So you’re not backing down. Brave, but stupid. I went easy on you before.”He hurled a whirlwind of air at me, thick and sharp like a wall of knives.I stood my ground, calm and unmoving.“My name is Sophia,” I said, my voice ringing through the chaos like a bell. “The Legendary Luna. I accept my destiny







