LOGINCHAPTER FIVE
ZOEY
I sat on the cold floor of my cell and I stared blankly at the door that Alpha Graham had just slammed close. My face still hurt from the guard’s slap, but the confusion I felt was wrose. He didn’t trust me and he never would, and matter what I said or did, they had already decided what I was a vampire, a liar, and a threat.
I clenched my fists in frustration.
This wasn’t fair.
I had no idea why I couldn’t shift. I had no idea why my wolf, Frankie, was keeping secrets and now, I was in the middle of a fight between the wolves and vampires, and I had no idea of why I was even a part of it.
I took a shaky breath and closed my eyes. “Frankie,” I called out in my mind but there was no response.
I gritted my teeth. “Don’t ignore me. You owe me answers.”
Still, there was nothing.
I felt anger and frustration rush through me. “You told me I’d understand in time, but I don’t have time! If you don’t tell me the truth, I could die here!”
For a moment, I thought she was going to remain silent again but then, she said, “I know.”
Her voice was soft, and almost sad.
“Then help me,” I pleaded. “Tell me what’s wrong with me.”
Frankie hesitated. “You’re not ready.”
I scoffed. “Not ready? I was almost killed today! What else do I need to be ready for?”
“If I tell you now, it will only make things worse.”
I dug my nails into my palms in anger. “I don’t care! You’re supposed to be my wolf! You’re supposed to protect me!”
“And I am.” Frankie sighed. “Just trust me, Zoey.”
Trust? She had disappeared when I needed her the most. She refused to explain what was happening to me, and now, she was asking me to trust her?
I was about to argue when I heard a sound on the door and I froze. It sounded like someone was trying to unlock the door.
I turned toward the door, and my heart raced. I scrambled to my feet, and pressed myself against the wall as the door was pushed open. My breath got caught in my throat as a figure slipped inside, moving quickly and quietly.
It wasn’t a pack guard, and it wasn’t Alpha Graham. It was a stranger.
I could barely see the person that had walked in, but I could make out the shape of a talk man that was wearing a dark cloak that made him blend into the shadow and hard to see.
“Who are you—” I began, but he raised a finger to his lips, like he was silently telling me to be quiet.
I swallowed hard and kept my mouth shut but I couldn’t stop my heart from racing. He slowly took a step toward me and stoped right in front of me. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured in a low and smooth voice.
I tensed. “What do you mean? I don’t understand what you’re talking about and who are you?”
He stared at me for a while and then he smirked. “You’re much more braver than I expected.”
“Who are you?” I demanded seriously. “Why are you here? Who sent you?”
He looked back at the door before he turned back to me. “To deliver a message.”
I narrowed my eyes in confusion. Nobody knew where I was and if Alpha Graham wanted me to know something, he’d send his guards or come by himself “From who?”
He hesitated then he finally said. “From the Vampire Lord.”
I instantly froze on my spot. “The what?” I whispered. I heard him clearly but I was just giving myself time to process it.
“The Vampire Lord,” he repeated. “He’s looking for you.”
I shook my head. “That’s impossible. I don’t even know him.”
The man tilted his head. “Maybe you don’t but he knows you.”
I felt chills run down my spine and my body shook in fear. I opened my mouth to argue, but before I could, i heard the sound of footsteps in the hallway. The strange man cursed under his breath and took a step back. “They’re coming,” he muttered.
I panicked immediately and I tried to make him stay. “Wait! You can’t just say something like that and leave!”
But he was already leaving. “Listen carefully,” he said quickly. “You’re not who you think you are, and when the time comes, you’ll have to choose a side.”
I stared at him, and I still couldn’t understand what he was saying. “What does that mean?”
He didn’t answer. I looked at the door at when I turned back to him, he was gone. It felt like it was just part of my imagination but I could still feel his presence. What the hell was happening?
I barely had time to process what had happened before the door was pushed open again.
A pack guard stood there, and his eyes were filled with fury. “Come with me!”
I drew in a deep breath. I didn’t know where they were taking me to and I couldn’t ask because I knew that he wouldn’t give me an answer so I just prayed for the best.
But I was starting to realize that something was wrong with me and whatever secrets Frankie was keeping from me was bigger than I ever imagined.
Lily & Viktor – A Promise of Forever (Zoey’s POV)“You’re late,” Lily whispered, eyes wide as I slipped into the small clearing. She looked breathtaking in a simple cream gown, her hair twisted into soft curls that caught the light like spun gold.“I’m so sorry. Hope kept me,” I said, grinning as I hugged her. “You’re glowing. Like…literally glowing.”Lily rolled her eyes, but her cheeks flushed pink. “It’s just the moonlight.”“No,” I teased. “It’s the vampire fiancé.”Before she could answer, Viktor stepped out from behind a tree. He wore a dark suit that looked pristine, every line sharp and perfect. But the moment his gaze landed on Lily, his whole face softened.The infamous vampire king, reduced to pure awe.“Are you ready?” he asked her quietly, offering his hand.Lily exhaled, nerves flickering across her face before she placed her fingers in his. “I am now.”They walked toward the stone arch at the center of the clearing. It wasn’t a grand ceremony, no crowd, no trumpets. Ju
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY ONEEPILOGUEZoey’s POV)“Stop trying to climb out of the basket,” I said, laughing as Hope wiggled her tiny body like a determined pup.Morning sunlight spilled across the meadow outside the Alpha house. We’d brought a small woven basket filled with toys, thinking it would keep her entertained while Graham and I shared a quiet breakfast. Instead, she had decided the grass beyond was far more interesting.Graham leaned down and caught her before she could topple over the edge. “You’re just like your mother,” he teased. “Never stays where she’s put.”I threw a berry at him. It bounced off his shoulder and landed in the grass. “You’re worse. You always follow me when I run.”“That’s not worse,” he said with a grin, settling Hope back in the basket. “That’s loyalty.”Hope kicked her chubby legs, squealing with delight. Her laughter filled the meadow like music. I felt the sound settle deep in my chest, a soft reminder of everything we had fought for.Across
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTYZOEY“Look at her, Graham,” I whispered, brushing a curl of dark hair from Hope’s forehead. “She’s growing too fast.”We sat on the wide porch of the Alpha house, the morning sun spilling over the valley. Hope was lying between us on a soft blanket, kicking her tiny feet in the warm light. Beyond the porch, the forest shimmered in shades of gold and green, alive with the calls of birds and the faint hum of workers finishing the last repairs.“She’s not even crawling yet,” Graham said, though his eyes never left her. “You’re the one growing too fast.”I laughed softly and leaned my head against his shoulder. “You sound just like Hannah.”“She’s right,” he murmured. His arm wrapped around me, strong and sure. “I don’t ever want to miss a single moment.”Hope squealed, tiny fists waving in the air. Graham reached down and let her grab his finger. Her grip was small but fierce, and his entire face softened. For a man who had faced wars and betrayals, he melte
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY NINE (Zoey’s POV)“Is this really happening?” I whispered as we followed Graham down the quiet hall. My voice sounded small against the stone walls.“It’s happening,” Graham said, but his hand was tight around mine. “Viktor swore the ritual is safe.”The room smelled faintly of lavender and old wood. Luna Velma lay on a low bed, silver hair spread across the pillow like moonlight. She looked peaceful, too peaceful. My chest squeezed. I had seen her many times like this, always still, always untouchable. But tonight felt different.Hannah and Lily were already inside, standing near the wall with worried eyes. Viktor waited at the foot of the bed, his tall frame lit by soft candlelight. His crimson eyes flickered toward us, unreadable.“Are you ready?” Viktor asked Graham quietly.“No,” Graham said, his voice low but steady. “But we have to do this.”Viktor nodded once and looked at me. “You stay close to him. The magic is powerful, but it will not harm yo
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY EIGHT(Zoey’s POV)“Careful,” Graham warned for the tenth time that morning as I stepped out of our bedroom.I rolled my eyes but smiled. “I’m walking, not wrestling rogues.”He stayed close anyway, his arm brushing mine as we entered the main hall. The scent of roasted meat and warm bread filled the air. The dining room had been rearranged to fit more people, but the long tables were still half empty. So many warriors were out helping with repairs.I adjusted the baby in my arms. Our daughter slept peacefully, her tiny fingers curling around the edge of the soft blanket Hannah had made. The sound of hammers and saws came faintly from outside, music of a pack rebuilding.Ronald was already at the table, his sleeves rolled up, dried mud streaked across his jaw. “Morning, Alpha. Luna.” His eyes softened when he looked at the baby. “Morning, little star.”“Ronald,” I said with a laugh. “You’re the only warrior I know who coos at a baby.”He shrugged. “She de
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY SEVEN“Zoey, breathe. Slow and steady.”Hannah’s voice cut through the pain as another contraction ripped through me. I clutched the side of the bed, sweat dripping down my face. My heart raced, but I forced myself to inhale and exhale like she taught me.“I’m breathing,” I panted, gripping the blanket so hard my knuckles turned white. “It just… hurts!”“You’re doing amazing,” Lily said, kneeling beside Hannah. Her eyes were wide but determined. “The baby is almost here. Graham will be back any second.”Another sharp wave made me cry out. Hannah pressed a cool cloth to my forehead. “You’re strong, Zoey. Just a little longer.”The tent smelled of herbs and warm cloth. Outside, voices murmured and feet rushed past. The battle was over. The council was meeting. Viktor and his warriors were preparing to return to their lands. Peace was finally ours, but right now, all I could focus on was the life trying to come into the world.The flap of the tent burst open







