LOGINQUEENETH'S POV.
I decided to stop at Reuben’s place before heading to the training ground. I was so surprised when I saw Success standing in the living room as I walked in.
Success is Reuben's classmate and friend. They are of the same age. She is also Alpha Collins' friend. Reuben and Alpha Collins were good friends, and that made them join hands to take care of me after my parents' death. She loves Alpha Collins so much and clings to him as though he were a lifeboat. She was devastated when she learned that Alpha Collins was not her mate. And ever since then, she has been trying everything possible to convince Alpha Collins that she will make a good mate and Luna.
Werewolves always do that. If their mates die or they don't find their true mate, they can choose one. And that was exactly what Success wanted to do to Alpha Collins. I'm very sure Collins has not dictated this and sees every act of her as that of a kind-hearted and stronger wolf that has the progress of the pack at heart.
Success was tall and beautiful. Her makeup was always on point. Every male in our pack admires her so well and wants her to be by their side, but she destroys everything with her bad character. She was very mean, hard, hardened, and very disrespectful. Because I was close to the Alpha, she hated me so much and treated me like trash. I only know what I face whenever I’m with her. Whenever we are together, Alpha Collins, Reuben, and I are together, she pretends to be a sweet soul, but anytime we’re alone, she always threatens me. She threatens to send me out of the pack if she becomes Luna.
“As an orphan, nobody will cough.” She will always say.
She sees me as an obstruction between her and Alpha Collins and I don't know why she feels that way.
“Success Good Morning.” I said coldly and tried getting the remote.
“Good morning brat.” She said and smirked
“What are you doing here?”
“Maybe I should ask you that.” I said as I turned on my favourite channels to check the newest update.
“I know you're not afraid of me. But listen, I’ll soon become Luna and I’ll exile you and nobody will stop me.
I wanted to reply l when I heard the entrance door open and Reuben walked into the living room fully dressed for training. Success quickly put on a fake smile. The reason she is close to Reuben is because Reuben is Alpha Collins's good friend and he listens to him. He wants Reuben to position her well in the eyes of Alpha Collins so that he can choose her. Success is very intentional, if nobody knows, I am very sure of that.
I rolled my eyes. How possible is it that Reuben did not pick the signal of how fake Success is? Is it because he's of the opposite gender and I’m of the same gender as her? I remember how he always talks good about her and her beauty including how intelligent and kind hearted she is.
Each time he says this, I always swallow hard, still looking for a perfect time to tell him that Success is fake.
“Good morning, my pretty.” Reuben said and touched my hair.
That was the favourite name he gave me and he's the only one that calls me that. He always tells me that I am the prettiest in the pack and he does not hide saying it. He says anywhere and everywhere. That alone makes Success very angry. I always see her expression each time Reuben calls me my pet name. Reuben is not aware of this. If I want her heart to break more, I’ll be blushing and the pain in her heart can be seen in her face.
“Good morning, Ben.” I said and smiled.
Because he calls me by a sweet pet name, I decided to reciprocate by calling him “BEN.”
Success doesn't like it when I call him that name. She gave me a “I will kill you” look over his shoulders.
“You're already dressed, what are your plans for today.?” Reuben asked as he sits on his favourite couch.
“Nothing much” I responded. “I have a training session in a few minutes time and I decided to check up on you so that we can go together.”
“Tommorrow will be your first shift. Are you excited?” Reuben asked as he reduced the volume of the television.
“Yes,” I said and smiled brightly. “I can't wait to meet my wolf.”
“Maybe you’ll find your mate, Queeneth,” Success said coldly, her face filled with pretense and hatred. “And that will be the end of us meeting together.”
Reuben's countenance changed immediately, then he let out a smile. Reuben is of the melancholy temperament and one thing about their temperament is mood swing. They can be laughing now and the next minute they are crying and the next minute they don't feel like talking to anybody.
“My pretty, don't worry, no mate will take you away from us.”
“I'm very happy that after your shift you can start at a pack house right?” Reuben asked.
I gave a quick nod without saying a word.
“Congratulations, if you check all around you, you’ll find out that all things are working for your good.”
“Yes, they are.”
Reuben quickly dipped his inside the bag he was carrying and brought out a package.
“My pretty, this is for you. It's not your birthday gift, I bought it to encourage you for your first shift by tomorrow. Your birthday gift is coming. I wanted to give it to you at the training but since you're here, have.” He handed the package over to me and I was so excited.
“Thank you so much Reuben. I'm grateful.” I appreciated him.
I looked at Success and she was already panting as though she ran a race.
“Reuben, both of us are here and you gave only Success a package. What about mine?” She said rudely.
Just then, the door creaked open.
QUEENETH’S POVI go back to the archives the next morning.Collins tells me I should wait.I tell him I already waited long enough.He doesn’t argue.Maybe because he knows there is no point.Maybe because he sees the same thing I do whenever I look at that burnt page.Someone tried to destroy it before I could understand it.That means somebody is afraid of what happens when I do.The archive still smells like smoke.Wet ash covers the floor. Some shelves are gone completely. Others are blackened along the edges, their books swollen from the water thrown over them.I step inside slowly.There is something strange about seeing history reduced to this.Names that once mattered.Promises people died protecting.Laws that shaped generations.All of it can disappear in a single night if someone decides it should.I run my fingers over a burned shelf.“A lot of people worked very hard to make sure I never found this.”Collins stands behind me.“Then let’s make sure they regret it.”I glanc
QUEENETH’S POVI tell Collins about the dream after breakfast.Not because I want to.Because the image of that woman has been sitting inside my head since I opened my eyes, and every time I try to push it away, I see the crown again.Dark.Heavy.Sitting on her head like it belonged there.Like it had been waiting for her.Or me.Collins is standing near the window when I finish telling him.He doesn’t speak.That’s the first thing I notice.Usually, Collins has something to say.Even when he doesn’t know what to say, he’ll find something. A question. A stupid comment. Anything to keep silence from becoming too heavy.This time, nothing.I watch him.“You know something.”His eyes remain on the window.“I didn’t say that.”“You didn’t have to.”He finally turns around.His face has changed.Not fear exactly.Recognition.And I know that expression.I’ve seen it on people who suddenly realize the thing they were hoping wasn’t real has just walked through the door.“What?” I ask.He lo
QUEENETH’S POVI wake up expecting to feel something.Pain.Power.That familiar pressure behind my ribs.Amy.Anything.For a few seconds, I just lie there.The ceiling above me is the same one I have stared at a hundred times. A small crack runs from the corner near the window, disappearing behind the old wooden beam. Morning light slips through the curtains and paints a thin line across the floor.Everything looks normal.That should make me feel better.It doesn’t.I wait.Usually, Amy is there before I’m fully awake.Sometimes she complains about the cold.Sometimes she tells me to go back to sleep.Sometimes she just sits quietly inside me, warm and familiar, like another heartbeat tucked beneath my own.This morning there is nothing.I swallow.My eyes close again.Maybe she’s tired.Maybe after everything that happened, she needs rest.“Amy?”Nothing.My stomach drops.I sit up too quickly.The room tilts.I grab the edge of the mattress until it settles, breathing through my
QUEENETH’S POVWhat We Choose Without Being ToldThe border looks smaller than it used to.Or maybe I’m just not standing beneath it anymore.The trees don’t lean in.The air doesn’t thicken.There’s no sense of crossing into something that will notice me and shift to make space.It’s just a line in the earth.Worn down by footsteps.By years of wolves leaving and returning, some of them never realizing how heavy that line once felt.I stand there longer than I mean to.Not stuck.Just… taking it in.The quiet.The honesty of it.No whispers brushing the edges of my thoughts.No pull behind my ribs trying to guide me toward something I haven’t chosen yet.Amy stretches slowly inside me.Not restless.Not pushing.Like she’s waking up into a day that doesn’t demand anything from her.“This is new,” she says.Her voice feels… lighter too.Less layered.Less like it carries something ancient behind it.I nod once.“It is.”Collins is beside me.Close enough that I can feel the warmth of
QUEENETH’S POVA World Without a CenterWe don’t arrive like victors.There’s no rush ahead of us, no howl carried through the trees announcing return or survival. The forest doesn’t part anymore. It just… exists. Thick. Familiar. Honest in a way I never noticed before.For a second, standing at the edge of pack land, I hesitate.Not because I’m afraid of what I’ll find.Because I don’t know what I am to them now.Before, I would have felt it.The shift in the air.The way attention gathers.Now there’s just quiet.Real quiet.Collins doesn’t look at me when I stop. He just waits. Close enough that I know he’s there. Far enough that I know he’s letting me choose the next step.So I take it.The boundary doesn’t react.No ripple.No recognition.Just a line I cross with my own weight.The first wolf who sees us doesn’t bow.He freezes.Then his shoulders drop.That’s it.That’s the reaction.Relief looks smaller than I expected. It doesn’t fall to its knees. It exhales.More of them ap
QUEENETH’S POVAfter the World Lets GoI don’t wake all at once.It comes in pieces.Cold first. Not biting. Just present. Pressed into my back, my arms, the side of my face. Ground. Real. Solid. It doesn’t hum anymore. It doesn’t react to me like it used to. It just… holds me.Then sound.Wind through trees. Uneven. No pattern to it. No whisper hiding inside it. Just air moving because it can.Something cracks nearby. A branch maybe. My body flinches before my mind catches up.That’s new.Before, I would have felt it coming.Before, nothing surprised me.I open my eyes slowly.The sky is there.Plain.Blue stretched thin with early light, no pressure behind it, no weight pressing down through it. I stare at it longer than I mean to, like if I look away it might change its mind and close again.It doesn’t.It just stays sky.My throat tightens.I push myself up on my elbows.Everything aches, but not in a way that feels wrong. Not like something inside me is tearing itself into shape
Queeneth’s POVThe morning light swept across the room Slowly, as if scared to wake us. Beside me, Collins was still asleep. He had a serene expression on his face that I hadn't seen in a while. His breathing was steady as his lashes lay gently against his skin. He didn't appear to be the Alpha tha
Queeneth’s POVThe house was quiet when we got back. The rain still whispered against the windows, a low, steady sound that somehow made everything inside feel heavier. I was cold, drenched, and hollowed out.Collins turned to leave but I caught his wrist. “Don’t,” I whispered. My voice cracked, thi
QUEENETH'S POV.After some minutes, I was standing on all fours, my fur was so white that it glittered under the moonlight.My friends turned to each other screaming.“She's different, just white,” Aisha said.I was very anxious to know why they’re surprised. I looked at my wolf and asked her.“Why
QUEENETH’S POV.“Good morning Queeneth.”I was surprised to hear my name because the last time I checked I slept alone in my house. I had no companion, so I stood to check if anybody was at the door.“Don't bother stressing yourself. It's me your wolf.”I flinched. Of course, it's my birthday. I go







