LOGINASHVIN
The first time I met Zahra-Rose, the girl my brother was so obsessed with, I stayed hidden, watching her from the shadows since. I had no idea why I couldn’t walk away, but something about her demanded my attention. Her white, fair skin glowed under the room’s warm light, and even with her long, black hair pulled into a tight bun, there was an effortless grace about her. It wasn’t just her beauty. It was something deeper—something radiating from within. Was it her smile? That smile seemed to light up the entire room, a smile so pure it felt like it carried no weight on this world. Or was it the way her warm, familiar eyes lingered on everyone she greeted, as though she genuinely saw them? It was clear why Asael fell for her. And yet, that realization only made my stare linger longer than it should have. I forced myself to look away. It wasn’t right to feel this way about my younger brother’s fiancée. When we were introduced, her smile didn’t falter. It was the same one she gave everyone—kind and inviting. She reached for my outstretched hand, her grip surprisingly firm. “I’ve heard so much about you, Alpha Ashvin,” she said, her cheeks tinged pink. “It’s nice to finally meet you.” Her voice was soft, sincere, and for a moment, I forgot how many battles these hands of mine had fought. Her touch was different—untainted by the world’s cruelty. I quickly withdrew, both my hand and the thoughts that dared to follow. Everything seemed fine after that. I had convinced myself there was nothing to worry about until that night. The night she came to the club. Under the dim, pulsing lights, I didn’t know it was her. She was just a woman moving with the music, and the pull between us was magnetic, undeniable. I had never felt something so raw, so consuming, as I did that night. Then the light caught her face, and I froze. Zahra-Rose. The same woman who had haunted my dreams for the past two years now stood before me, no longer Asael’s fiancée but something far more dangerous. Now, as I stood before her, I saw how much she had changed in just a few days. She looked thinner, her face drawn with worry. Losing her family had taken a heavy toll. “Why…why do you want to see me?” Her voice trembled, and her sharp glare didn’t miss a beat. It was clear she remembered the club. The kiss. “I know what happened between us,” I said, keeping my face neutral. “I was doing a job. I didn’t know it was you. But you can’t keep reacting like this every time you see me.” Her eyes widened, anger flashing in them, but she held her ground, taking a small step back. “What were you doing there, Alpha Ashvin?” she demanded, her voice lowering. “Isn’t that—” She stopped, unable to finish, but the implication hung heavy in the air. “I promised to help find your family,” I said firmly. “That’s all the help you’ll get from me. Nothing more.” The words tasted bitter, but I needed to remind myself of my place. Whatever I had felt for her needed to die here and now. For two years, I had kept those feelings buried, and I intended to keep it that way. She was a little girl untainted by the woes that surrounded the world. I was the one who fought battles and killed as many enemies as needed. Her face twisted with confusion, but I couldn’t let myself linger. I turned and walked away. As I glanced back, I saw Asael standing with her, speaking softly. His voice seemed to ease her, and for the first time in days, I saw a small smile curve her lips. She was better suited for him. She always had been. “Ashvin?” My father’s voice pulled me back. I turned to where he sat, my beta Kai standing close beside him. Kai whispered something to him, then stepped back as I approached. “What did you say to him?” I mind-linked Kai, narrowing my eyes. “You’ll find out soon,” Kai replied, his tone clipped. “There’s something suspicious about the Darkeast pack,” my father began. “On the day of the attack, everyone we questioned gave the same story—that they were holding a grand party for their princess. It feels like a cover for whatever really happened to the Moonshine pack.” Darkeast. Of course, they were my first suspects. They’d been desperate to merge with Moonshine’s territory for years, but Alpha Enzo had refused, even rejecting their offer to marry one of his daughters. That refusal would have enraged them. Since Alpha Enzo has no son on his side, the darkeast people would have thought merging will make them the most powerful among the realms and he wasn't having that. “It makes sense,” I said, my mind racing. “If their ambitions led to this, we need proof. The sooner we resolve this, the better.” Kai nodded, already prepared to dig deeper. After exchanging a few more words, I walked away, my beta following close behind. “You’ve had a tough week. Are you heading out to relax?” he asked knowingly. I stopped, my gaze drifting back toward the courtyard. There she was again, smiling faintly as Asael stood beside her. Even after all she’d endured, there was still light in her eyes. “She’s betrothed to your brother,” Kai reminded me, his voice low. I tore my gaze away from her, my jaw tightening. “They ended their engagement,” I said quietly, more to myself than to him. Kai opened his mouth to argue, but I didn’t give him the chance. I walked away, forcing myself not to look back. In no world would she ever be mine. She belonged to Asael. She always had. And that is exactly where she belongs, by his side and no way near mine. “Keep telling yourself that,” my wolf, Zen, mocked. But even as I pushed the thought away, I knew he was right.EPILOGUEZAHRA-ROSESix months later.The palace no longer looked like a place that had survived a war.The broken windows had been replaced.The walls had been rebuilt.The courtyard had been cleared of rubble.And where weapons had once been raised against one another, wolves now gathered every evening beneath the same moon.But some things couldn’t be rebuilt with stone. Some wounds needed truth.Some needed time. And some needed answers.I stood inside the archive.The same room that had once terrified me.The same room where I had first heard the voices.The same room where I had discovered that almost everything I believed about myself had been a lie.Ashvin stood beside me.He had become annoyingly fond of following me everywhere.I glanced at him.“You know you don’t have to come with me every time I enter this room.”“Yes, I do.”“Why?”“Because the last time you came here alone, you discovered a thousand-year conspiracy.”I smiled.“That happened once.”“Once was enough.”I
THE LAST BATTLEZAHRA-ROSEWe charged. The creature moved first.It was faster than something that large had any right to be.One second it stood across the hall.The next it was on us.I barely had time to react.A massive claw swung toward my chest.I dropped. The claw sliced through the air above my head.Ashvin attacked from the side.His weapon struck the creature’s ribs.A burst of white light exploded from the impact.The creature roared. It stumbled backward.I sprang to my feet.“Again!”Ashvin nodded.We moved together. Not separately.Not as two fighters standing beside each other. Together. He struck high.I struck low.The creature twisted away from him, straight into me.I drove my claws into its shoulder.Its skin was freezing.Not cold.Freezing.The instant my claws touched it, pain shot through my arm.I screamed.Eira snarled inside me.Let me.My eyes flashed white.I pushed deeper.The creature shrieked.Black smoke poured from beneath my claws.“What are you?” I
THE CHOICEZAHRA-ROSEFor several seconds, nobody moved.The ancient prophecy lay open between us.The last line seemed to burn into my mind.And together, they will end the bloodline that hunted them.I read it again.Then again.Something about it bothered me.Not the part about Ashvin.Not even the part about the seal.The word end.Eira stirred inside me.You feel it too.“Yes.”Ashvin looked at me.“What?”I pointed at the page.“This.”His eyes followed my finger.“The bloodline.”My mother went still.Ashvin’s expression hardened.“What about it?”I looked at her.“You said the original prophecy was changed.”She nodded slowly.“By your father.”“Why?”She didn’t answer immediately.That scared me more than anything.“Mother.”She closed the book.“Because the original prophecy wasn’t a promise.”My stomach tightened.“What was it?”“A warning.”The room seemed to grow colder.Ashvin stepped closer.“About what?”My mother looked between us.“About what happens when the White W
ZAHRA-ROSEAsael stared at us. For the first time since I had known him, there was no smugness in his eyes.Only fear, good.I wanted him to feel it. I took another step forward.“You lied to everyone.”His jaw tightened.“I did what was necessary.”“You manipulated Ashvin.”“I gave him the truth his family had hidden.”“No.”My voice echoed through the hall.“You gave him half the truth.”Ashvin stepped beside me.“And you used my family against her.”Asael laughed bitterly.“Your family didn’t need much convincing.”Ashvin’s eyes darkened.“My family believed I was meant to kill her.”“Because that’s what they were taught.”“By you.”Asael shrugged.“By generations before me.”I felt something cold settle inside my chest.“Then this ends with you.”Asael looked at me.“You think you’re powerful because those wolves bowed to you?”He laughed.“You’ve only awakened the first layer.”My eyes narrowed.“What does that mean?”He reached beneath his coat.Ashvin immediately moved.But Asa
ZAHRA-ROSEI charged.The first wolf barely had time to raise his weapon before I slammed into him. His body flew across the hall. Another came from my left. I turned.My claws caught his chest and sent him crashing into the wall.Another. Another.They kept coming.But this time, I wasn’t fighting blindly. I knew who I was. I knew what they wanted.And I knew exactly who was standing beside me.Ashvin.He moved like he had been born for this.Every time someone came toward me, he was there.Every time someone came toward him, I was there.We didn’t need to speak.We simply moved. Together.A wolf lunged toward my mother. I saw him.Ashvin saw him too.But I got there first.I caught the wolf by his throat and slammed him against the ground.My mother stared at me.“Zahra.”I looked back.“Stay behind us.”She shook her head.“No.”I blinked.She reached for something beneath her dress.A blade.My eyes widened.“You can fight?”She smiled.“I raised you, didn’t I?”Then she attacked.
ZAHRA-ROSEThe moment we stepped inside the palace, the doors slammed shut behind us. I turned and it was locked. Of course.“Interesting welcome,” Ashvin muttered.I ignored him, my eyes were already searching the enormous hall. Dark East had always been described as dangerous.Cold and unforgiving.But this place didn’t feel dangerous. It felt abandoned.There were no servants, no guards and not a single voices.Only rows of ancient portraits covering the walls.I walked closer. The first portrait showed a woman holding a white wolf pup.The second showed a man standing beside her. Then another. And another.Seven portraits. Seven couples. Seven different generations.My breathing stopped.“Ashvin.”He came beside me.His eyes moved across the portraits.“Those are the protectors.”I nodded.But something bothered me.I stepped closer to the first portrait.There was writing beneath it.I brushed the dust away.THE FIRST WHITE WOLF AND THE FIRST PROTECTOR.I moved to the second.THE
ASHVINThe ground beneath my feet pulses again.There I feel it. It was faint but real.Zahra.My head snaps up, eyes locking onto the empty space in front of me.“She’s there,” I say, my voice low, deadly certain.We have been here ever since that moment Zen felt their presence. I knew she was in
As the search for my mother and sisters continued, I tried to stay calm, pushing back the constant wave of worry threatening to drown me. But whenever I was alone, the tears would come, unrelenting, no matter how hard I tried to hold them back. How could I not worry? The people I loved most in the
It had been two days. Two days since my father was laid to rest. Two days of endless, frantic searching for my mother and sisters. And yet, no matter how hard we tried, we hadn’t found a single trace of them, it was like they had vanished into thin air.I kept telling myself this had to be some cru
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