As much as I wanted, I couldn’t say anything back to Rue—because every words she said was true.
Rue knew that anything about my mom was the root of all my pain, and she used it to strike right where it hurt most.
All this time, she was the only one who made me feel like this pack could be a home. And now I realized… my feelings had never been returned.
My steps had led me back to the surfboard shack. I sat on Bonny and had already turned the key, ready to start her up.
But… where?
Where would I even go?
My heart and mind were in total chaos. I just wanted to get as far away from Wavecrest Pack as possible.
‘As an outcast? I might be able to protect you for a while, dear… But not for long. If you think that fight between Nyxon and Kaiden was brutal, trust me—what’s out there is far worse,’ Thora warned gently.
Her tone had softened. She knew just how tangled up everything had become.
My nose caught a strong whiff of ocean breeze.
‘Damn, this just keeps getting more complicated,’ I cursed inwardly.
Kaiden was now standing right in front of my motorcycle. He didn’t say anything, just stared at me with sharp focus.
“Come with me,” he ordered suddenly, snatching the keys from the ignition and grabbing my hand, pulling me off the bike.
“No, Kaiden, I need to be alone,” I insisted, reaching for the keys.
He held them tight, slipping them into his trousers pocket.
“You will. Later. But right now, you’re coming with me.”
Unlike Nyxon, who always tried to persuade, Kaiden was firm and to the point. I couldn’t read what he was thinking at all.
As much as I felt drawn to follow him, I shook my head. I needed the ‘alone’ space right now.
My refusal seemed to flip a switch in him. His ash-gray eyes darkened, and he released his Alpha presence—intending to force me into submission.
Normally, as an omega, that power should’ve dropped me to my knees.
Strangely, all it did was make me flinch in discomfort.
I was surprised by my own reaction—but Kaiden looked even more shocked. His brow furrowed, clearly confused that his command didn’t work on me.
“Well then… if that doesn’t work,” he muttered.
Without warning, Kaiden threw me over his shoulder, my head hanging down his back.
“Kaiden! Put me down!” I yelled, annoyed.
“You heard what she said, Kaiden,” came a familiar voice, laced with the scent of fresh coconut that filled my nose.
“You’re just degrading yourself by getting involved with her,” Rue added with a sharp, disapproving tone.
The twins were now blocking Kaiden’s path, stopping him from getting me into his Wrangler.
“Move,” Kaiden ordered coldly, his tone flat and irritated.
“Put Mina down. She’s still a member of our pack. Taking her by force is a violation, Kaiden—and you’ll have to answer to the entire pack,” Nyxon said, his voice laced with authority.
“You forget—I'm her mate. That gives me rights over her,” Kaiden shot back, his tone growing colder, almost a growl.
“NO! I’m her mate!” Nyxon shouted.
‘Oh great, they’re gonna fight again,’ I muttered in my head, beyond frustrated.
“STOP! PUT ME DOWN!” I yelled, pounding my fists on Kaiden’s back, which hard like stone.
“You heard her, rockhead. She doesn’t want to go with you,” Nyxon mocked, sounding smug.
“Not until I claim her. I’m taking her back to Stormsurge Pack and making her my Luna. Unlike you, both I and my pack will treat her with the utmost respect she deserves.”
Kaiden’s voice rang with calm certainty.
Something stirred inside me. His words—so clear and resolute—felt like the answer to the turmoil I’d been drowning in.
After everything Rue had said… there was no good reason for me to stay in Wavecrest anymore.“You’ll only bring shame to your pack, Kaiden! Stormsurge will have a Luna born from a whore’s womb!” Rue spat venomously.
Kaiden turned to her, calm but cutting. “Why would you say that to her, Rue? I thought you two were close.”
Not even a hint of hesitation. Kaiden stood firm beside me—unlike Nyxon. He didn’t flinch, even after Rue exposed my most humiliating secret.
“Because she’s just as cheap! She knew how long I’ve had feelings for you. But she stole you. And not just you—she tried to get Nyxon, too! That witch probably enchanted you both! Her mother was famous for that—seducing men with her so-called ‘powers’!”
Each word Rue hurled was like a dagger. The pain was sharp, unbearable.
Thora raged inside me, furious. ‘Let’s shift! I want to teach that brat-bitch a lesson!’ she snarled.
And then Kaiden said something that I never expected. His voice burned with anger.
“Silent! Just so you know—even without the Moon Goddess’s blessing, Mina’s the only woman I’ve ever seen. She didn’t need to try, my gaze had already drawn to her. Not like you.”
My mouth fell open in shock.
I heard Rue gasp—then footsteps, running away.
“You’ve crossed a line, Kaiden! Now put Mina down!” Nyxon barked. His voice, this time, was pure fury.
“Why? So that she can remain the person you despise and ostracize? Not anymore,” Kaiden refused adamantly.
“Aargh!” Nyxon growled, then, the sound of bones reforming to shift was heard, of course it made me panic.
Without waiting for Nyxon’s order, this time Kaiden put me down quickly.
“Get in the car,” he ordered firmly, undeniable.
I bit my lower lip, choking. I couldn’t do anything. I didn’t want either of them to get hurt, didn’t want them to hurt each other.
“Wait…” I begged desperately.
Just as Nyxon was about to jump and attack Kaiden. Benjamin’s voice broke the tension between them.
“Forgive me, Nyxon, and Kaiden. You are ordered to face Alpha Roman right this second.”
“And so is Mina,” Benjamin added at the end of his sentence, sounding hesitant.
I swallowed hard, Alpha Roman would banish me, this was all because of Rue!
Inside the grand, echoing hall of Stormsurge Castle, voices clashed against cold stone walls. Alpha Krugan sat upon his high throne—carved from black stone veined with silver. In front of him, three massive chairs were occupied by Alpha Maeron of the Woodstorm Pack, Alpha Selrik of the Nightshade Pack, and Alpha Thorne of the Shadowbrook Pack.A sprawling map of the territories lay atop the central stone table, surrounded by pulsing magic crystals. On the map, each pack’s insignia was marked. At the heart of the meeting, their final plan was being forged: a full-scale assault on Umbra.“We all know victory is within reach,” Krugan said loudly, his voice brimming with conviction. “Once Umbra falls, we not only end the threat of Mina, but we open the path to lasting order.”“But wh
The path to Nadir wasn’t a mere road. It felt like a wound carved between dimensions—gaping wide, pulsing with whispers not of this world. Mina walked slowly, tracing a path almost invisible to the eye, marked only by dark fractures of light crawling along the ground. Beside her, Halvar moved in silence, his axe strapped to his back, his gaze fixed straight ahead. No more jokes. No room left for sentiment.The air within Nadir’s corridor was thick and cold, tinged with the scent of metal... and something older than time itself. Even Thora, in the back of Mina’s mind, didn’t try to crack a joke.“I don’t like this place,” she whispered. “Everything here… feels wrong.”“I know,” Mina replied. “But we have to keep going.”Step by step, they delved deeper. The walls around them shifted—from roots and dirt to solid shadows, like
The wind in the Umbra region stirred uneasily. Fog rolled like the breath of an ancient creature, shrouding the dead forests and giant roots that reached upward like claws from the earth. Yet beneath the hanging gloom, the wheels of fate had begun to turn.Armies from distant regions—once separated by vengeance and ambition—were now marching toward a single target: Mina Everyn.To the north, the heavy steps of Woodstorm Pack’s guards shook the frozen ground. Alpha Maeron, his silver hair loose and his eyes like shards of ice, stood atop a high stone overlooking the blackened forest ahead.“You know who we’re hunting,” his voice was sharp. “And you know why this is more than just a chase. If the girl falls… if the Knot explodes… there’ll be no land left for us to protect.”No one answered. But the warriors gripped their weapons tighter. Their auras were te
In a grand chamber at the heart of an ancient stone castle, Alpha Krugan sat upon his high throne—black stone veined with silver, towering above the room like a monument to power. Before him stood three large chairs, prepared for guests who were far from ordinary.Tonight, Krugan hosted Alphas of the three largest packs from beyond the Umbra borders:Alpha Maeron of Woodstorm Pack, Alpha Selrik of Nightshade Pack, and Alpha Thorne of Shadowbrook Pack.The firelight crackled in the hearth, casting sinister shadows across the granite walls. Krugan rose slowly, his massive form cloaked in wolfskin fur that trailed along the floor like smoke. His eyes, hard as frozen steel, swept across his guests as they arrived.“Brothers,” Krugan said, his voice low and cold like tempered iron. “Thank you for coming in these urgent times.”Alpha Maeron—tall and proud, his thick silv
We found shelter in a small cave not far from where we’d rescued Lyreth—its walls veined with silvery moss that shimmered faintly under firelight. A flickering flame glowed in the center, casting fragile warmth across the stone floor. Zehra was still fast asleep, her body wrapped in salve-soaked bandages Halvar had crafted to speed up the healing of the lash wounds on her shoulder.I sat across from my aunt. The firelight danced across her face—exhausted, yes, but peaceful. For the first time, I saw Lyreth without the veil of darkness chaining her. Her face was wrinkled but beautiful, and her eyes held far too many memories.“You want to know about your mother,” she said, before I could even ask.I nodded. My throat tightened too much to speak.Lyreth took a deep breath. “Lyaria… she isn’t dead, Mina. But she’s not truly alive, either. When they tried to use me as a bridge, I felt her presence. She’s trapped—caught between this world and the Umbra. They s
Dawn greeted us with a biting chill and air so heavy it felt like it hung with unsaid warnings. Fog still clung to the cliffs of Umbra, loyal and thick—but somewhere within that frozen mist, our resolve began to burn.We sat around the dying remains of last night’s fire. No one spoke for several minutes. Then Halvar broke the silence, his voice deep and steady.“Waiting isn’t a strategy,” he said. “Last night, they sent a resurrected former Alpha. That was just a warning. The real strike is coming.”Zehra nodded, brushing some of her hair back as she stared toward the fog-veiled trail. “We know where they’re keeping Lyreth. We’ve mapped parts of their patrol routes. This is our opening.”I stared at the fire’s last flickers. “Then we strike first. Not as fugitives—but as a force. I won’t wait until they bind me to an altar the way they bound my aunt.”Ha