LOGINThe ballroom was still buzzing when Lucian and Serena stepped onto the raised platform.
The moment they appeared, the conversations died down.
Every eye turned toward them.
Serena kept her expression calm, even though she wanted nothing more than to disappear.
Lucian stood beside her with the confidence of a King who had just received the news his people had been waiting years to hear.
Liam stepped forward.
“My King.”
Lucian gave him a small nod before turning to face the crowd.
His voice carried across the entire ballroom.
“Tonight, the Moon Goddess has finally answered my prayers.”
Excitement spread through the room.
Lucian looked at Serena.
“This is Serena Hawthorne.”
He paused.
“My mate.”
The ballroom erupted.
Applause thundered through the hall. Some wolves cheered while others raised their glasses.
Serena forced herself to smile.
Lucian continued.
“After nine years of waiting, I have finally found the woman chosen to stand beside me.”
More cheers followed.
“The future Queen of the Northern Kingdom.”
Serena's smile almost disappeared.
Future Queen?
She turned her head slightly toward Lucian.
He didn't look at her.
He simply faced the crowd as though he hadn't just added another complication to her life.
Liam raised his glass.
“To the Lycan King and his mate!”
The entire ballroom repeated the toast.
“To the Lycan King and his mate!”
Music filled the hall again.
The guests returned to dancing and socializing. Several wolves began approaching their own potential mates, while others celebrated with their families.
For everyone else, it was a night of happiness.
For Serena, it felt like a performance.
She remained beside Lucian for another moment before a woman approached them.
“Lucian.”
Serena turned.
A beautiful older woman was walking toward them with a warm smile. Beside her was a young woman with long, dark hair and a gentle expression.
Lucian's expression softened.
“Mother.”
Grace Blackwood smiled.
Then her eyes moved to Serena.
For a moment, she simply stared.
Then she walked straight toward Serena and pulled her into a warm embrace.
Serena froze.
She wasn't expecting it.
Grace held her tightly.
“Oh, my dear.”
Serena's arms remained at her sides.
“I am so happy to finally meet you.”
Grace pulled back but kept her hands on Serena's shoulders.
“You are even prettier in person.”
Serena forced a small smile.
“Thank you.”
“You have no idea how long we've waited for this moment.”
Grace glanced at her son.
“My son has spent nine years searching for you.”
Serena looked at Lucian.
He was watching them quietly.
Grace continued.
“And now you're finally here. You have no idea how happy we are to have you.”
Serena didn't know what to say.
She wasn't happy.
She wasn't excited.
She had rejected the bond only minutes earlier.
Yet this woman was looking at her as though Serena had already become part of the family.
Grace noticed her discomfort and softened her voice.
“I hope you'll forgive me. I'm simply overwhelmed.”
Serena nodded politely.
“It's alright.”
Grace smiled.
Then she turned to the young woman beside her.
“And this is Lily.”
Lily stepped forward with a gentle smile.
“It's nice to meet you, Serena.”
“Nice to meet you too.”
Lily glanced at Lucian, then back at Serena.
“I’m Liam's mate.”
Serena looked toward Liam.
He was still near the platform, speaking with several members of the royal council.
“So you're his mate?”
Lily laughed softly.
“Yes.”
Grace smiled.
“Our family has been blessed tonight.”
Serena wasn't sure what to do with that statement.
Grace continued speaking excitedly about how pleased she was to finally meet the woman the Moon Goddess had chosen for her son.
Serena listened quietly.
She remained distant, giving only polite responses whenever Grace asked her something.
After a few minutes, Serena couldn't take it anymore.
“I'll excuse myself for a moment.”
Grace nodded.
“Of course, dear.”
Serena gave Lily a small smile.
“It was nice meeting you.”
“You too.”
She turned and walked away.
She could finally breathe again.
She reached the refreshment table and poured herself a glass of water.
She took a slow sip.
The ballroom was still loud around her.
Music.
Laughter.
Dancing.
Everything felt completely disconnected from what had happened in the garden.
Serena closed her eyes for a moment.
She wanted to go home.
She wanted her normal life back.
“Excuse me.”
Serena opened her eyes.
A woman stood before her.
She was striking, elegantly dressed, and carried herself with the confidence of someone who had never been made to feel insignificant.
Serena had never seen her before.
The woman smiled.
“My name is Isabella Velo.”
Serena waited.
Isabella seemed to expect recognition.
When none came, she continued.
“My family is one of the wealthiest families in the Northern Territory.”
“Oh.”
Serena took another sip of water.
Isabella's smile tightened.
“We have been close to the royal family for generations.”
“I see.”
“I grew up knowing the responsibilities that come with being part of the royal household.”
Serena looked at her.
“And?”
Isabella glanced toward Lucian.
“He is the man I was expected to stand beside.”
Serena followed her gaze.
Lucian was across the ballroom speaking with Liam.
Isabella continued.
“My family always believed I would become the perfect mate for the Lycan King. I know the kingdom. I understand the traditions. I know what is expected of a Queen.”
Serena remained silent.
Then she asked,
“So why are you telling me this?”
Isabella's expression became colder.
“Because you should understand what you've stepped into.”
Serena frowned.
“I didn't step into anything.”
“You're his mate.”
“I know.”
“And you should stay clear of him.”
Serena stared at her for a moment.
Then, unexpectedly, she shrugged.
“You can have him.”
Isabella froze.
“What?”
“I don't want him.”
The woman's eyes widened.
“You don't want the Lycan King?”
“No.”
“You're serious?”
“Very.”
Serena set her glass down.
“If you want him, take him. I won't fight you over him.”
Isabella looked completely confused.
“You're willing to give up being Queen?”
“I never asked to be Queen.”
“But you're his mate.”
“I didn't choose it.”
Isabella studied her carefully.
Most women would have been thrilled to be chosen by the most powerful wolf in the territory.
Serena looked like she wanted nothing to do with it.
“You really don't care?”
“No.”
Isabella didn't know how to respond.
Across the room, Lucian's attention shifted.
He noticed Isabella standing with Serena.
Something immediately felt wrong.
His wolf stirred.
Why is she talking to our mate?
Lucian's expression hardened.
Liam noticed.
“My King?”
Lucian didn't answer.
His eyes remained on Serena.
“Is something wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“You've been staring at them for the last few seconds.”
Lucian finally looked away.
“I don't trust Isabella.”
Liam glanced toward the women.
“Should I intervene?”
“No.”
Lucian's eyes returned to Serena.
“She can handle herself.”
Still, something inside him remained uneasy.
At that moment, Zara and Leo approached Serena.
“Serena!”
Serena turned.
Zara immediately noticed Isabella.
“Is everything alright?”
Isabella smiled.
“Of course.”
Leo looked between them suspiciously.
Serena answered before he could ask.
“She was just introducing herself.”
Zara raised an eyebrow.
“To you?”
“Yes.”
Isabella picked up her purse.
“I should return to the others.”
She looked at Serena.
“It was nice meeting you.”
Serena nodded.
“You too.”
Isabella turned and disappeared into the crowd.
Zara watched her leave.
“Who was that?”
“Isabella Velo.”
Leo's expression changed.
“The Velo family?”
Serena nodded.
“What did she want?”
Serena sighed.
“She wanted me to stay away from Lucian.”
Zara looked shocked.
“Why?”
“Apparently, she believes she was supposed to be his mate.”
Leo glanced toward Lucian.
“And what did you tell her?”
Serena took another sip of water.
“I told her she could have him.”
Zara nearly dropped her glass.
“You said what?”
Serena shrugged.
“I don't want him.”
Leo stared at her.
“Serena, what happened in that garden?”
Her expression immediately changed.
“Nothing.”
Zara stepped closer.
“Don't lie to me.”
Serena looked between them.
“I'll tell you later.”
“When?”
“When I'm ready.”
Leo didn't push her further.
But he knew something had happened.
Something serious.
Across the ballroom, Lucian watched Serena with her brother and Zara.
He couldn't hear their conversation.
But he could see the concern on their faces.
His eyes moved toward Isabella.
She was standing across the room, watching Serena too.
Lucian's expression darkened.
He didn't know what Isabella had said to his mate.
But he knew one thing.
He would find out.
And Isabella, watching Serena from across the ballroom, had reached the same conclusion.
There was something unusual about the new mate of the Lycan King.
And Isabella intended to discover exactly what it was.
The ballroom was still buzzing when Lucian and Serena stepped onto the raised platform.The moment they appeared, the conversations died down.Every eye turned toward them.Serena kept her expression calm, even though she wanted nothing more than to disappear.Lucian stood beside her with the confidence of a King who had just received the news his people had been waiting years to hear.Liam stepped forward.“My King.”Lucian gave him a small nod before turning to face the crowd.His voice carried across the entire ballroom.“Tonight, the Moon Goddess has finally answered my prayers.”Excitement spread through the room.Lucian looked at Serena.“This is Serena Hawthorne.”He paused.“My mate.”The ballroom erupted.Applause thundered through the hall. Some wolves cheered while others raised their glasses.Serena forced herself to smile.Lucian continued.“After nine years of waiting, I have finally found the woman chosen to stand beside me.”More cheers followed.“The future Queen of t
The pain slowly began to fade.Serena remained on her knees, breathing heavily as the last wave passed through her body. Her hands trembled against the cold ground.Across from her, Lucian was in the same condition.Neither spoke.The garden was silent except for their uneven breathing.Serena finally lifted her head.She had rejected him.She had said the words clearly.So why was the bond still there?She didn't understand it.Lucian placed one hand against the ground and slowly pushed himself up.His face was pale, but there was determination in his eyes.He looked down at Serena.“Stand up.”Serena frowned.“I can stand by myself.”She pushed herself up.Her knees almost gave out.Lucian reached for her instinctively.She stepped away before he could touch her.“I said I can manage.”He lowered his hand.“Fine.”Serena brushed the dirt from her dress.“I've done what I needed to do. I'm leaving.”Lucian's expression hardened.“No.”She looked at him.“No?”“You're not leaving.”Se
The moment the Lycan King disappeared through the ballroom doors, the room erupted.“What just happened?”“She ran from her mate!”“Why would she do that?”“Did you see the King's face?”“She must have been overwhelmed.”“Or maybe she doesn't want him.”The whispers traveled from table to table.Some wolves turned toward the doors, trying to catch a glimpse of the King and his mysterious mate.Others leaned closer to one another, already creating their own explanations.“She probably didn't expect to find her mate tonight.”“Imagine discovering that your mate is the Lycan King.”“I would faint.”“You wouldn't run.”“You don't know that.”The room grew louder.Liam Hemsworth watched the chaos for a moment before stepping onto the raised platform.He lifted one hand.“Everyone, settle down.”The conversations slowly faded.Liam looked across the ballroom.“The King has gone after his mate. There is no reason for the celebration to stop.”A few wolves exchanged curious looks.Someone cal
By six in the evening, Serena was standing in front of her mirror.She barely recognized herself.Her dress was deep red, fitted at the waist and flowing softly around her legs. The neckline was elegant, leaving her shoulders bare without being too revealing.Her fiery red hair fell in loose waves down her back.She added a pair of small diamond earrings and stared at her reflection.Beautiful.That was the first word that came to mind.The second was unfortunate.Because tonight, every unmated she-wolf in the Northern Kingdom would be searching for the same thing.A mate.Serena wanted none of it.She picked up her perfume and sprayed a little onto her wrists.“Let's get this over with.”A knock came.“Serena?”“Come in.”Zara entered and stopped.Her mouth fell open.“Wow.”Serena sighed.“Don't.”“I didn't say anything.”“You didn't have to.”Zara walked around her.“You look incredible.”“It's just a dress.”“Keep telling yourself that.”Serena grabbed her small purse.“Ready?”Za
The next morning, Serena woke before her alarm.For a few seconds, she stared at the ceiling.Then she remembered.The ceremony.She groaned and pulled the blanket over her face.“Just great.”By seven, the Hawthorne family was ready to leave.Serena carried her small travel bag to the waiting SUV outside their home. Her father had already started the engine.She climbed into the back seat beside her mother.Leo and Zara followed in another car.As they pulled away from Silver Fang Pack, Serena looked through the window.She watched the familiar streets disappear behind them.She would be back soon.That was the plan.No matter what happened at the ceremony, she would return home.The journey took several hours.Serena spent most of it with her headphones on, staring outside.The farther they traveled, the colder the air became. The familiar forests surrounding Silver Fang gave way to mountains and wide stretches of woodland.By early afternoon, the Northern Castle came into view.Ser
The alarm rang at 5:30 a.m.Serena Hawthorne silenced it before it could ring twice.She sat up, rubbed the sleep from her eyes, then glanced at the clock.She had a morning shift.Again.She dragged herself out of bed and walked toward the mirror.Her fiery red hair was a mess.“Perfect.”She grabbed her brush.Within minutes, the tangles were gone. Her long hair fell over her shoulders in soft waves, framing a face that had always attracted more attention than she wanted.At twenty-three, Serena knew she was beautiful.She also knew beauty was useless in an emergency room.Her patients didn't care about her hair or her curves. They cared about whether she could save them.She reached for her makeup bag.As she dabbed concealer beneath her eyes, an unwanted memory surfaced.Mrs. Amelia.Her favorite patient.Serena could still remember the woman's trembling hands.I don't know how to live without him.Her mate had died three months earlier.Amelia had stopped eating. Stopped sleeping







