تسجيل الدخولThird-Person POVThe family room of the Alpha suite was alive with energy, laughter, and a chaotic mix of excitement as the group gathered together. Clothes were strewn everywhere from dresses draped over chairs, shoes kicked off into corners, and accessories spread across the floor like endless possibilities. Nova, Sloane, Elena, and Victoria sat in a crazy oblong circle, each holding up different outfit options, debating what would look best for the party tomorrow.They talked over one another, voices overlapping as they speculated about their wolves, and what they would look like, how powerful they might be, and whether they would feel different the moment the bond formed. The anticipation was thick in the air. Tomorrow wasn’t just a birthday, it was a transformation, destiny, and status all rolled into one.Nova quietly mentioned her plan to slightly alter her look just enough to distinguish herself from Sloane. Nothing drastic, just a subtle change. Victoria, completely unaware,
Nova’s POV The school day went by like it always did, slow in some moments, fast in others, but overall, just another day. The only real difference was the energy. People knew that tomorrow was our birthday. Tomorrow was the party. And tonight… we get our wolves.When Elena pulled into the parking lot, we all hopped out like we owned the place. Heads high, confidence on lock, because honestly? We did own it. This was our pack, our territory, and whether these people liked it or not, we are the Alpha’s daughters, so we should be respected, right.I was wrong on so many levels. As we walked through the front doors, it started immediately, the snickers, whispers, side-eyes. The usual bullshit. It always confused me, because it wasn’t like we were ugly or out of shape. We just didn’t look like the typical she-wolf. Elena? She fits their perfect mold. She's taller, about five-ten, long dark hair, piercing green eyes, full lips, and a strong, curvy-athletic build with visible muscle defini
Sloane’s POV As we sit at the table across from our parents, I glance over at my sister. Nova who's calm, composed, and completely unbothered.Like nothing in this world can touch her. Me?Yeah… I’m not her, because I heard everything. Every single thing those bitches said.Serena.Her little crew.All of it.And I don’t even understand why they hate us so much. We’ve never done anything to them.Not once.I stare down at my food, my appetite already gone as memories start creeping in.Even back in primary school, she was like that. I remember her knocking my books out of my hands.Sticking her nasty fingers in my food. Looking at me like I was something disgusting.And the crazy part? I just wanted to be her friend. I remember one day on the playground…Nova was off playing with Elena and the other girls.And I saw Serena standing off to the side, just watching us with that same look. So I walked over.Smiling.Trying.“Hey, Serena… you wanna come play with us?”She didn’t even
Nova’s POV I sigh softly as I wake up, sunlight pouring through my windows.Bright, warm, and peaceful.For once.It’s Friday, and we still have school today…but tomorrow?Tomorrow is everything.Our eighteenth birthday, and technically, tonight at midnight…we get our wolves.My chest tightens just thinking about it.Me and my twin sister, Sloane are finally shifting. Finally becoming who we were born to be, and the crazy part?It’s all happening under a full moon.Same day as our birthday. Same night as we shift for the first time.Same moment we become one with our wolf spirits.That doesn’t happen.Like… ever.It’s rare as hell.Which just makes everything feel bigger and more important and intense.We’re having a huge pack party tomorrow. It's a backyard barbecue, and the whole pack invited, plus guests from other packs. Including our cousin.Victoria Moonvalley.I smile at the thought. She’s coming in early just to be here for it. Even though she won’t turn eighteen for an
Elias’s POV I sigh as I step out of the kitchen area, finally done meeting with the head Omega, her staff, and the Gammas.Yeah, I did all of that, and that should be my Luna’s job, but I don’t have one.So it falls on me. Like everything else. My mom is still Luna… technically, but she’s semi-retired.Truthfully?She should’ve stepped down already. She’s been through too much, but I let it go. There's no point in pushing that right now.Kelly, our head Omega, is training her daughter, Kaylee, to take over soon, and I’ll say this...Kaylee is going to be perfect for the role. She knows her shit, and how to run things properly. She keeps everything organized, smooth, efficient, and more importantly?She treats the other omegas with respect. Definitely not like some of these other packs where omegas get treated like they’re nothing.That shit doesn’t fly here.In our pack?Everyone matters, everyone works, and everyone contributes. In our pack, everyone gets taken care of. That’s
Draven’s POV Two Years Later....“Son, you are one of the most powerful Alphas in this country. You need to get your shit together.”I roll my eyes, leaning back in the chair like I don’t have a care in the world.Because honestly?I don’t.My dad keeps talking, going on and on, and his words are just… noise.In one ear.Out the other.All I’m thinking about is getting out of here and linking up with Caden.Because yeah…I’ve got better shit to do.“—you’re drinking too much,” my father continues. “You’re running through half the pack she-wolves.”“Yeah, yeah, I hear you,” I cut in, waving him off. “Yes, sir. Got it. I’ll fix it.”I don’t even mean it.Not even a little.He narrows his eyes at me. “No, you’re not listening. You’ve been reckless. You’re sleeping with unmated she-wolves, mated ones, humans, fairies, vampires, hell any woman you find attractive is a go for you son. ”I let out a short laugh.If only he knew.Because the truth?I haven’t actually gone all the way with a







