Chapter Four — Not Yet Time
Selene's POV I didn't sleep. Not really. I closed my eyes, but my heart didn't slow down. Kael's voice. Mira's laughter. the door slamming shut on me—all of them echoed in my head like a curse. I didn't fit. Not here. Not in this cabin. Not in Ronan's world. Not even in my pack anymore. I pulled the blanket down and slowly got out of the bed. I was trembling in my legs, but I didn't mind. I had to leave. I had to face him. I didn't mind if I killed myself. He had taken everything. My father's home. My title. My heart. Even my pride. I tied the thin shawl around me and caught hold of the door. The cold wind hit me the moment I stepped outside, and it was nice. The trees stood still, the moon bright and watchful. Maybe my father was watching too. I wished he were. I wished he knew how broken I was. I didn't get very far Three steps in the snow and my knees gave way. I fell hard—face first onto the cold ground. I did not scream. I did not move. I just remained there, fingers pressed deep into the snow as if it would take the pain. Footsteps. Then warmth. Then arms. Strong arms. Ronan. He lifted me up as if I were light, held me against his chest, and he brought me back inside. I did not raise my eyelids, but I could sense his heart racing beneath his shirt. Fast. Anxious. He sat me down gently on the bed and started checking my legs, my pulse, my head. "You've lost too much strength, Selene," he said gently, wrapping a warm cloth around my ankle. "You're still recovering. " I slowly opened my eyes and looked at him. His face was stern, his eyes kind… but I could feel the tempest lurking behind them. "I must go," I whispered. His hands stopped moving. "Go where?" I pressed my lip with my teeth. "Home." "That's not home for you anymore, for now " he growled, meaner than I had expected. "I know," I whispered again. "But I have to go see him. I have to tell him what he did to me.” "You have to live, " Ronan interrupted me quietly. "Not walk yourself to death." I welled up at him, eyes stinging with unshed tears. "He took it all, " I whispered. "He humiliated me. He struck me. He—he believed her rather than me. After everything I did for him. "I know," Ronan said softly. "I know what you did for him. I know everything." I was stunned. I gazed at him. "Why? How?" He smiled weakly. "Because I was watching. Always. Because your dad instructed me to. He said, 'If anything happens to her, Ronan… watch out for her. ' I felt something within me break apart all over again, when I heard my father's name. Another grief-filled storm swept through my chest. My lips trembled as I panted, "I miss him so much. " Ronan sat beside me, placing a comforting hand on top of mine. His touch was soothing. "I do too, " he breathed. "Your father was a good man. A good Alpha. And he knew what Kael was, even if he never said it” I'm so pathetic," I gulped. "I couldn't defend his name, his house, his people…" "Selene," Ronan said gently, his tone stronger now, "This is not the end. This is the start. " I shook my head. "I don't want to wait. I want to fight now. I want him to pay. I want her to feel the pain that I endure every second." He stroked my face—softly, as if I were delicate glass. "I know," he said to me. "But revenge is best served if the enemy has no idea it is on its way. He believes he's won now. Let him believe it. Let him go high—so that when he falls, he falls hard and never gets up again. " His words struck me to the marrow. He was right. Kael thought he had won. He thought that he could take my legacy, my father's throne, and myshattered heart and use it as a platform in which he could build a kingdom from. But in case I was reincarnated. If I trained. If I became powerful He'd regret every second. "You'll help me?" I gasped, my voice small. Ronan's eyes locked with mine, something unreadable on his face.said to me. "Not only for your father, but for you. With everything I am,” No words between us. I didn't turn away from him. I felt this strange fluttering in my chest. Not love—not exactly—but something soft. Safe. "I will emerge," I breathed. He smiled gently. "And I'll be waiting right at your side when you do. "Chapter 144 – The Weight of Forgiveness (Ronan’s POV)The night was quiet. The moon hung low over the palace, casting a pale silver light across the walls and floors. I stood at the window in my study, my hands pressed against the cool glass, staring out at the packlands below. Everything seemed so calm, so peaceful. Yet inside me, a storm raged—a storm of memories, regrets, and emotions I had been trying to lock away for far too long.I thought of Selene.Her face appeared in my mind unbidden: the way her eyes had looked when Evric had confessed, the shock, the desperation, the panic. I remembered the way my wolf had roared at me, telling me to strike, to demand truth, to punish. But I hadn’t. I had controlled it, for the sake of clarity, for the sake of the pack, and… for her.And yet, that didn’t make it any easier.I could feel the tightness in my chest, the ache in my heart that wouldn’t subside. The betrayal, real or imagined, had cut deep. Every instinct in me wanted to lash ou
Chapter 143 : Ronan’s Resolve (Ronan’s POV)I sat alone in my study, the fire dying low in the hearth, shadows stretching across the walls. My hands rested on the desk, but they felt heavy, weighed down by every thought I couldn’t shake. The truth had come out. Evric had spoken. Selene had tried to deny it. And I… I had felt every stab of betrayal as though it had cut me open from the inside.The anger had come first—sharp, burning, a wildfire that I could barely contain. I had wanted to roar, to punish, to make her feel the fear, the humiliation I’d carried since I heard Evric’s words. But then the anger had collided with something else, something softer but just as fierce: love.I loved her. I had always loved her. I had fought for her, waited for her, lost myself in trying to protect her even when I wasn’t near. And despite everything, I still saw her as the woman who carried my child, who had endured fear and uncertainty and survived.But love was complicated. Love was cruel when
Chapter 142 : The Alpha’s Wrath (Ronan’s POV)I watched Selene’s face as the words spilled from Evric’s trembling mouth. My hands clenched into fists so tight that my nails dug into my palms. Every fiber of my body screamed in fury, in disbelief.She had lied. She had betrayed me. She had crossed a line that no mate, no Luna, should ever cross.And now, seeing her panic, seeing her desperate, calculating eyes trying to twist the truth—it lit a fire inside me that I had never felt before. My wolf growled deep within my chest, a low, dangerous warning that only I could hear.“Selene,” I said, my voice low at first, steady but heavy, like the calm before a storm. “Look at me.”She froze, her breathing ragged. For a moment, I thought she might actually confess, might finally let the truth come out. But then, like I should have expected, she tried to turn it, tried to twist the knife in my chest.“He’s lying,” she spat, voice sharp, eyes flashing with panic and anger. “Evric is lying. He w
Chapter 141Ronan’s POVThe moment Evric’s words spilled out of his mouth, a growl ripped through me. The sound echoed in the walls of the house, low and dangerous, carrying the weight of an Alpha’s fury. He shook under my grip, his wrists bound tightly by the ropes I had tied with my own hands. His scent reeked of fear—sweat, shame, and regret—and it fueled the fire in my chest.“They both like each other. They kissed… did things… but never went further…” His voice trembled as he repeated what I had forced him to admit.The words pierced my chest like claws. I had expected betrayal—my instincts had whispered it for weeks—but hearing it confirmed, hearing that another male’s lips had touched what belonged to me, made the beast in me roar.My gaze snapped to Selene. She stood frozen across the room, her face pale, her eyes wide and shimmering with unshed tears. My mate. My supposed Luna. The one who was supposed to stand beside me through everything.“Is it true?” My voice was gravel,
Chapter 140Ronan’s POVThe packhouse was unusually quiet that evening. Selene had just retired to the other room after one of her endless complaints, leaving me to myself in the sitting hall. I leaned back against the armrest of the chair, my wolf restless under my skin. For days I had sensed something off—something lurking in the shadows of my pack, slipping right under my nose.Then the door creaked.At first, I thought it was one of the servants, but the scent that drifted in made me sit upright immediately. Evric.He entered nervously, muttering curses under his breath. He didn’t notice me—his eyes darted left and right, clearly searching for Selene. His fists were clenched, jaw tight, and the rage rolling off him was so sharp it stirred my wolf.“Selene!” Evric’s voice broke through the silence, filled with accusation and raw emotion. “You think you can just use me and then run back to him? Huh?”I froze where I sat, my body still but my mind racing. Use him? Run back to me? Wha
Chapter 139— Mirella’s POVI had never seen a house so big in my life. When Lucien brought me here, I almost thought he had made a mistake, that maybe he had taken me to the Alpha’s mansion instead. The walls rose high, white stone shining under the moonlight, with tall windows that looked like they had been cut from crystal. The front doors were so wide and carved with wolves running across them that I felt small standing in front of them.“This is home now,” Lucien had said, his voice calm but proud, his golden eyes watching me closely as though my reaction mattered more than anything else.For a while, I was too stunned to answer. I had grown used to Ronan’s house, where shadows and silence always clung to the corners. This place was nothing like that—it was alive, warm, welcoming, even though it felt too big for just two people.But the real change came when the pack began to notice.At first, wolves bowed their heads politely when they saw me beside Lucien. They respected him, so