MasukKael’s POV
The figures on the report refused to make sense. I had been staring at the same page for nearly ten minutes, comparing the latest trade records from Silverpine against our remaining reserves. There was a mistake in the iron distribution , and although it wasn’t large enough to threaten our agreement, I didn’t like the fact that I couldn’t account for it. I tapped my pen against the desk and reached for another file. If I had learned anything from being Alpha, it was that small problems rarely remained small when ignored. Ironcrest had survived too much for me to become careless now. My father, the late beta had taught me that a pack was only as strong as the people responsible for protecting it. Alpha Lucien had reinforced that lesson during the years I trained alongside Aria. Every decision mattered, even the ones that seemed insignificant at first. I intended to make certain I never forgot that. I was so engrossed in the documents that I didn’t hear the office door open. I didn’t notice the footsteps crossing the room, either. It was only when a voice interrupted my thoughts that I finally looked up. “Good morning, Alpha.” Selena stood a few feet from my desk, her hands clasped loosely in front of her. I frowned. “How long have you been standing there?” “Not very long.” She beamed. That was unlikely. I leaned back in my chair and set down my pen. “Did you knock?” “Of course.” She kept smiling. I stared at her. She smiled. “Perhaps you were too busy to hear me.” “Perhaps.” I glanced at the stack of reports before me. “What do you need, Selena?” She walked closer to my desk without waiting for an invitation. “I wanted to speak with you about something.” “Then speak.” Her smile widened slightly. It was a look I had come to recognize over the past few weeks. Selena rarely approached me without a purpose, and when she did, she usually took her time getting to it. I had tolerated that habit when we were together because I considered her a capable warrior and a valuable member of the pack. These days, I found it increasingly irritating. Especially when she behaved as though the boundaries between us were optional. “I’ve been observing something,” she began. I returned my attention to the report.“That sounds productive.” She ignored the dismissal. “It’s about your marriage.” My pen stopped moving. Slowly, I lifted my head. “My marriage?” “Yes.” She nodded. I put the report aside. “Whatever you think you’ve observed about my marriage is none of your concern.” She tilted her head. “You haven’t even heard what I have to say.” “And I don’t need to. My marriage is private.” Selena laughed softly, as though I had made a joke. “Alpha, there’s no need to become defensive. I’m only concerned about Ironcrest.” People often hid their personal ambitions behind the welfare of the pack. They assumed that if they wrapped their intentions in enough talk about duty, no one would question them. Unfortunately for Selena, I had spent too many years around the elders to fall for it. “Then tell me what your concern has to do with Ironcrest.” She rested her fingertips against the edge of my desk. “It’s been several weeks since your wedding, hasn’t it? And yet, I haven’t picked your scent on Aria.” For a moment, I wasn’t certain I had heard her correctly. Then the meaning of her words settled over me. My expression hardened. “Excuse me?” She shrugged. “Your scent. It should be on her by now. Strongly, too, considering she’s your wife.” I stared at her in disbelief. She was discussing my private life as though she were inspecting a warrior’s uniform. “And what exactly do you intend to do with that observation?” Selena gave me an innocent look. “I’m simply pointing out that you don’t seem to be spending much time together as a married couple.” A cold silence settled over the office. She continued anyway. “Everyone knows how important a Luna is to an Alpha. A successful union strengthens the pack, and an heir ensures its future. If you and Aria aren’t….” “Finish that sentence carefully.” My voice was quiet. Selena paused. For the first time since entering the room, she appeared to recognize that she had stepped onto dangerous ground. But she quickly recovered. “I’m only saying that the elders will eventually notice.” I leaned forward. “Notice what?” “That there’s no heir on the way.” Her eyes held mine. “They’ve already spent years worrying about the future of the Nightshade line. Your father is gone, Alpha Lucien is gone, and now the future of Ironcrest rests on you and Aria. You don’t think they’ll begin asking questions if nothing changes?” I felt my jaw tighten. The elders had discussed heirs before. It was hardly a secret that they wanted the Nightshade line secured and the pack’s succession protected. But Selena wasn’t speaking out of concern for our future. She was looking for a weakness and she had chosen the wrong subject. “That is a matter between my wife and me,” I said. “The elders may raise their concerns when the time comes, but they will not dictate what happens in my bedroom.” “Of course, Alpha.” Her tone was agreeable. She leaned back slightly, studying me with an expression that made my patience wear thinner. “Still, it’s rather surprising.” “What is?” My brows furrowed, She gave a small, mocking laugh. “It’s almost as if the princess doesn’t fancy you.” Something inside me went still. I rose from my chair. “Be very careful, Selena.” She lifted her hands. “I’m not insulting you. I’m only making an observation.” “An observation based on what? And what you can see is not the same as what you know.” Her smile faltered. I stepped around the desk, unwilling to let her continue speaking about Aria as though my wife were some disappointing arrangement that had failed to meet expectations. “First, Aria is no longer a princess,” I said. “She is the Luna of Ironcrest. I expect you to address her with the respect her position deserves.” Selena’s lips pressed together. “Of course.” “Second, you will not discuss my wife’s private life again. Not with me, not with the elders, and certainly not with the warriors. Whatever happens between Aria and me is none of your business.” “I understand, Alpha.” She bowed. “Do you?” I squinted my eyes. She nodded. But I could see the resentment beneath her composed expression. I should have ended the conversation there. Instead, I waited, giving her the opportunity to leave of her own accord. She didn’t take it. “I only thought you might need someone who understands the responsibilities of being Luna,” she said. I stared at her. “Aria understands her responsibilities.” “Does she?” She smirked. The question was delivered softly, almost sweetly. My hands curled at my sides. “Explain yourself.” Selena’s expression brightened, as though she had been waiting for me to ask. “Aria has been away from Ironcrest for a long time. She doesn’t know everything about how the pack has changed, and she may not understand what is expected of her now that she’s returned.” “She has been learning those responsibilities every day.” I frowned. “Learning isn’t the same as fulfilling them.” I took another step toward her. “That is enough.” But Selena had apparently decided that caution no longer mattered. “If she can’t give you an heir, or if she refuses to fulfill her duties as your wife, someone will eventually have to consider the consequences.” I felt a dangerous anger rise in my chest. “Are you suggesting my wife is failing in her duties?” “I’m suggesting that the pack cannot afford to ignore the future.” She shrugged. “The pack’s future is not yours to manage through speculation about my marriage.” She lowered her eyes. For a moment, I thought she might finally understand the seriousness of what she was doing. Then she looked up again. “Perhaps I could help.” I stared at her. “Help with what?” Her smile returned, and this time there was no attempt to hide the ambition behind it. “If Aria continues to struggle with her responsibilities, I would be willing to step in.” I said nothing, so she my silence as encouragement. “I know the pack. I understand its traditions, and I have the strength to stand beside an Alpha. The elders already know I would make a suitable Luna.” “They know no such thing.” Her smile tightened. “Perhaps not officially.” I felt my patience finally reach its limit. “Selena, if you came here to discuss training schedules, patrol rotations, or any other legitimate pack matter, you should have said so. But you came into my office to question my marriage, speculate about my wife’s private life, and suggest that you might replace her.” “I never said I wanted to replace her.” She frowned. “You have done nothing else since you walked through that door.” She drew a breath. Then, to my disbelief, she smiled as though she had just found the perfect solution to a problem I hadn’t asked her to solve. “Well, if Aria loses her mind again and decides to abandon you, I would be more than willing to become your breeder.” For several seconds, I simply stared at her. A breeder? She had reduced the role of a woman to the ability to bear my children, as though an heir were the only reason an Alpha might choose a mate. As though Aria were an obstacle between Selena and the position she wanted, or my marriage were an opportunity she could wait out until my wife made a mistake. The anger that swept through me was unlike anything I had felt during the conversation. “Get out.” I ordered. Selena blinked. “Alpha…” “Get. Out.” I barked as my voice cracked through the office. She stiffened, but before she could respond, the door behind her opened. Neither of us had heard the knock or had noticed the footsteps in the corridor. I turned toward the entrance and saw that Aria stood in the doorway. Her gaze moved from me to Selena, then settled on the space between us. She had heard enough. I knew it from the stillness of her face, from the way her fingers tightened around the document she carried, and from the sudden coldness that entered her eyes. For one terrible moment, nobody spoke. Then Aria stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. And I knew that whatever happened next, Selena had finally gone too far.Kael’s POVThe moment we crossed the Ironcrest border, I glanced over my shoulder.The territory stretched behind us, its familiar mountains and thick forests gradually disappearing from view. Somewhere beyond those gates was the woman I had left standing in the courtyard that morning.I could still remember the way aria had thrown herself into my arms, holding me as though she could keep me from leaving simply by refusing to let go.I had hated leaving her like that.But I couldn’t afford to let my personal feelings interfere with what needed to be done. Two packs were on the verge of conflict, and as Alpha of Ironcrest, I had a responsibility to ensure that the situation didn’t escalate into something neither side could control.“Alpha.”I turned my attention to the warrior riding beside me.“What is it?”He glanced at the other guards before speaking.“I think we should be careful about how much we offer Alpha Dominic.”I raised an eyebrow. “Explain.”“Crimson Snow has already accu
Aria’s POVI woke up with a start.For a few seconds, I remained still, staring at the ceiling as I tried to remember what had disturbed my sleep. Then I reached toward the other side of the bed.It was empty and the sheets were cold.“Kael?”I pushed myself upright and looked around the room. His pillow was slightly indented, but there was no sign of him.Perhaps he had woken earlier to attend to something in his office.I threw the covers aside and hurried out of bed. I hadn’t slept properly all night. Every time I closed my eyes, I imagined Kael standing on a battlefield, surrounded by enemies, with the sounds of clashing claws and howling wolves filling the air.I had spent hours wishing he would change his mind about going to Crimson Snow but he hadn’t promised to stay.He had only promised to return.I quickly washed my face, changed into a simple dress, and stepped into the hallway.The moment I emerged, something felt wrong.The packhouse was unusually busy, yet strangely quie
Aria’s POVThe packhouse had grown quiet by the time I finished preparing for bed.I sat against the headboard, brushing my fingers through my hair while waiting for Kael. He had promised to tell me what he needed to discuss before bedtime, and although I had tried to occupy myself with a book, my attention kept drifting toward the door.Whatever it was, he had seemed unusually serious when he left earlier that evening.I wondered whether something had happened in the eastern territory. Perhaps there had been trouble with the border patrols or an issue with the trade agreement. With Kael, there was always something demanding his attention.A soft knock interrupted my thoughts.“Come in.”The door opened, and Kael stepped inside.He had changed out of his daytime clothes into a dark pair of trousers and a loose shirt. His hair was slightly disheveled, and exhaustion shadowed his face. Yet it wasn’t his tired appearance that made me straighten.It was his expression. Something was wrong
Aria’s POVI was still thinking about the gathering when Martha and I left the garden.The afternoon had been more successful than I had imagined. Even now, I could hear the women’s laughter in my head, remember their grateful smiles, and picture the way their faces had brightened whenever Laura answered one of their questions.For the first time since becoming Luna, I felt as though I had done something that truly mattered.Not because the elders would praise me for it or because it would improve my standing in the pack, but because I had given the women something they needed and I wanted to do more.“We should make it a monthly gathering,” I told Martha as we walked down the hallway.She glanced at me. “You have barely finished the first one, and you’re already planning another?”“Why not? We could invite Laura again, perhaps a healer next time. We could also arrange a separate gathering for nursing mothers. They might have questions they don’t feel comfortable asking in front of yo
Aria’s POV I had never seen the garden look so beautiful. White canopies stood between the flowering trees, their delicate curtains in the morning breeze. Round tables covered with cream-colored cloths were arranged beneath them, each decorated with fresh flowers and trays of pastries. There were little cakes dusted with sugar, fruits, meat pies, sausage rolls, and several varieties of small chops prepared by the packhouse cooks. A long table had been reserved for tea, fruit juice, and other refreshments. Near the center of the garden, a small platform had been arranged for our guest speaker, with comfortable chairs placed around it for the women who would attend. I stood at the garden entrance, studying the arrangement for what felt like the hundredth time. “Do you think we have enough chairs?” I asked. Martha, standing beside me, gave me a look. “Aria, we have enough chairs for twice the number of women you invited.” “What about the refreshments?” I looked worried.
Kael’s POV Dinner had never felt so uncomfortable. I sat at the head of the table, pretending to pay attention to the meal before me while my thoughts remained fixed on the woman seated beside me. Aria had barely spoken since she arrived. She answered when I asked her questions, offered a polite smile when one of the servants brought us more water, and occasionally glanced in my direction. But there was a distance in her eyes that hadn’t been there before, and I knew why. My words from the previous night still hung between us, and no amount of pretending could make them disappear. I had told myself that I was under pressure. The elders wanted an heir, my responsibilities as Alpha were growing, and Damon’s visit had unsettled me more than I cared to admit. But none of those things justified what I had said to my wife. I had promised to earn her trust, yet I had threatened to bring another woman into our marriage because she wasn’t ready to give me a child. I could still remembe
Weeks passed, and my new life in Crimson Snow Pack felt like heaven. My father didn’t know where I was, but my most trusted omega had my clothes and money sent to Crimson Snow Pack, swearing an oath not to reveal my location.At first, I had been nervous.Every sound, every unfamiliar face, every p
Dinner that night felt… different, or maybe it was just me.I sat across from my father in the same dining hall, at the same long table, with the same quiet clink of cutlery filling the space between us, but everything felt heavier. Like the air itself knew something was about to change.I kept my
Morning came too quickly, or maybe I just didn’t sleep.Either way, the moment I stepped onto the training grounds, I knew one thing. I didn’t want to see him.Kael.The man my father had decided would become my husband.The man who, apparently, thought he could just step into my life and take a pl
My name is Aria Nightshade. Daughter of Alpha Lucien Nightshade, the only heir to a bloodline that ruled long before I was born, the future of a pack I once believed I would lead.But that was before I chose love over everything I was meant to be.And this… this is the story of how I lost it all,







