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I woke up to the breathing of someone beside me and for a few seconds, I didn’t move, I was caught somewhere between sleep and consciousness.
The awareness hit me almost immediately as my eyes snapped open.
My eyes caught the sunlight spilled through the curtains. The blanket tangled around my waist wasn't mine neither was the dark gray sheet beneath me or the arm draped across my stomach.
My pulse stopped as I slowly, almost mechanically, turned my head.
Remus Lyall was asleep beside me and for one impossible second, my brain refused to process if it was him.
Remus.
Alpha of the Lyall Pack, the man everyone already called Selene’s future mate.
My sister’s future Alpha, the one my father welcomed into our home with pride, the man my mother treated like he was already family.
The man who sat beside Selene at every pack gathering while I remained quietly at the corner, unnoticed because that was how it had always been.
Selene was the daughter everyone saw, the daughter, my mother loved and the one my father introduced proudly.
And me?
I was the beta’s youngest daughter in name but the servant’s daughter in everyone’a mind.
My fingers tightened around the blanket.
But last night, everything had changed.
The memories came back in pieces.
The full moon, my first transformation, the forest, moonlight caught in silver leaves. A voice calling my name, the overwhelming pull that had felt less like a choice and more like gravity.
My stomach twisted.
Every wolf knew about fated mates, people described it like the universe choosing you but nobody ever warned me that fate could choose the one person you could never have.
My mate.
The word should have made me happy but instead, it terrified me because even if the moon had chosen me…
Remus had chosen Selene.
I looked at him sleeping beside me and for one selfish moment, I allowed myself to hope.
Maybe he felt it too and he would wake up and look at me differently and choose me as his Luna but the thought barely existed before his eyes opened.
Remus was awake instantly, his expression becoming alert the moment he saw me, for a second, I forgot how to breathe.
I was waiting and hoping for whatever he was thinking, surely he would say it
But his face gave me nothing, his gaze moved around the room; to the scattered clothes, the torn sheets. To the evidence of what happened, then he looked away and he reached for his clothes.
“Are you awake?”
That's all he said.
My fingers tightened around the blanket.
"Yeah." My voice sounded strange like it belonged to someone else.
Remus pulled the shirt over his head. There was no hesitation or awkwardness or any sign that his entire life had just changed.
The hope inside me flickered.
"Last night..." I started.
The words immediately felt stupid. What exactly was I expecting him to say?
That he had felt it too?
That he'd spent years secretly loving me? That fate had solved everything?
Remus fastened the first button of his shirt then the second down to the third, each one felt oddly important like watching a door close.
"It was the full moon." I blinked.
I stared at him.
“That’s all?”
His jaw tightened.
“The full moon affects instincts. You were going through your first transformation.”
“But the bond…”
His eyes met mine only for a second and that was enough.
He knew and felt it but he didn’t care.
“The bond doesn’t change everything, Aria.”
My throat tightened.
I hated how he said my name like it was something he was forcing himself to remember.
“I’m with Selene.”
The room became painfully quiet, I looked down at my hands.
The same hands my mother never held.
The same hands my father never reached for unless he needed something.
I had spent eighteen years convincing myself that one day things would change, that maybe my father would finally look at me and see his daughter, that maybe someone would choose me but apparently, even fate could make a mistake.
“So you’re still marrying her?”
There was another silence but it was longer this time.
Remus didn't answer.
He didn't need to, the answer was already in his expression, the mate bond inside me felt suddenly raw like touching a bruise.
But I laughed, the sound surprised both of us not because anything was funny but because if I didn't laugh, I might actually cry.
"Right."
Remus's brows pulled together slightly, the way people react when they've expected a scene and don't get one.
I looked away. “I understand."
The lie tasted awful, but before he could answer, the bedroom door flew open, the impact slammed against the wall.
“Aria…”
Her voice broke behind her stood my mother. Vivian Hart, her expression changed the moment she saw me.
“What have you done?”
The slap came before I could answer.
My head snapped sideways.
A sharp burst of pain bloomed across my cheek and for a moment all I could hear was ringing.
“You shameless girl.”
My mother’s voice shook. “How dare you?”
I touched my cheek. “Mother…”
“Don’t call me that.”
The words hurt more than the slap because she meant them.
“I should have known,” she continued. “A girl like you would never understand your place.”
My eyes burned.
“I didn’t do anything.”
Selene cried harder.
“I trusted you.”
“Selene, I swear…”
“Enough.”
Remus’s voice cut through the room and everyone stopped. I looked at him and finally he would defend me but his expression was cold.
“What happened last night was an accident.”
My heart lifted slightly until he continued.
“It will not affect my engagement to Selene.”
The hope died instantly, the door opened again and my father stood there.
Elias Hart, the man whose approval I spent my whole life chasing.
He looked at me and all I saw was disappointment.
“If that is the case,” he said calmly, “then she will leave.”
My blood ran cold.
“Father…”
He ignored me. “Pack your things.”
I stared at him.
“What?”
“You heard me.”His eyes hardened.
Finally, he looked at me. The disappointment in his eyes felt unfamiliar. I would have preferred anger.
“And since you have embarrassed this family, I’ll have your rank revoked.”
Your beta status revoked, and for a second, I forgot about Remus, about Selene and about the humiliation.
Beta to Omega, the difference between those two ranks was the difference between being protected and being ignored.
My father wasn’t just sending me away, he was stripping away the last piece of my identity.
My breath stopped.
“No.”
“You will leave this house before sunset.”
The room went silent as my father continued before I could speak.
“From this day forward, you are no longer a member of this family.”
My chest tightened.
“No…”
“You have disgraced this family enough.”
His voice was cold and detached.
“As far as I am concerned, I no longer have a younger daughter.”
The words struck harder than any slap.
“Father, please…”
I hated how desperate I sounded.
“I didn’t plan this.”
“You should have thought about that before climbing into another woman’s bed.”
My face went white.
“Father, that’s not what happened.”
“I don’t care what happened. You will leave this house before sunset.”
His gaze hardened.
“And if you have any dignity left, you’ll never come back.”
My eyes found Remus, the last person I hoped would stand beside me.
He looked away and that was when I understood the moon Moon Goddess had given me a bond but she hadn’t given me a place to belong.
I was completely alone.
AriaCaelum woke in the late afternoon, his small body stretching under the blanket like a cat in a sunbeam. I was sitting in the chair by the window, watching him. I hadn't left. Couldn't leave. Every time I thought about walking out that door, putting distance between us, my legs locked up and my heart started racing.So I stayed. Watched him breathe. Counted the seconds between his inhales."Mommy?""I'm here, baby."He blinked at me, his silver-grey eyes still hazy with sleep. Then he smiled... that sweet, open smile that made my chest ache and held out his arms.I crossed the room in two steps and gathered him up. He was warm and soft and smelled like sleep and the faint, clean scent of his power. I held him tight against me, my face pressed to his hair."I was sleeping a long time," he said."You were tired.""I used too much magic?""Yeah, baby. You did."He pulled back, his small face serious. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you worried.""Don't apologize." I cupped his face
AdrianI woke up in pieces.First the ceiling. A rough timber beams, it was old but look solid. Then the light—grey and soft reflection, the kind that came through windows before the sun had fully decided to rise. Then the pain. A dull, deep ache in my chest that throbbed with every breath.And then the memories.They hit me all at once, a flood I couldn't stop. The lodge. The fire. The little boy... Caelum's small hand on mine, and the vision that had ripped me open. Raphael's face when I refused him. Vivian's magic driving into my chest. Aria screaming my name.Aria.My sister.I tried to sit up and immediately regretted it. The room tilted, and I had to grip the edge of the cot to keep from falling. The cot. Not a cell. Not a cage. A cot, in a small room with a window and a blanket that smelled like clean wool and herbs.Someone had bandaged my chest. The wound was closed now, I could feel the tight pull of healing skin beneath the wraps. Caelum's doing. The boy had healed me. A f
AriaSelene was in a small room on the second floor of the pack house.Not a cell. There were no bars on the windows, no locks on the door. Just a room with a bed and a chair and a guard outside who'd been given strict instructions not to let her leave.She looked up when I walked in."Ah." She smiled. That same calm, knowing smile she'd worn at the lodge. The same smile she'd worn for years while she and her mother made me suffer. "I wondered when you'd come.""You had always hated me.""I did.""For years.""For years." She didn't flinch. Didn't look away. Just sat there on the edge of the bed, her hands folded in her lap, her eyes steady. "You're angry.""Angry doesn't cover it.""No. I suppose it doesn't." She tilted her head, studying me. "You want to know why.""I want to know everything.""Everything is a lot." She smiled again. "But I can give you something. I can give you names. Locations. Plans. The Order's safe houses, its operatives, its sympathizers, its hidden allies. Ev
MarcusI walked into the room when the guard's spoke and his words hung in the air like smoke.A Silverwood crest. An old one.I watched Aria's face go pale, watched her hand tighten on the doorframe until her knuckles went white. She didn't speak for a long moment. Neither did I. Neither did Remus, who had also appeared in the doorway behind the guard, his expression carved from stone."Where is she now?" Alpha Remus asked. His voice was calm. Too calm."Waiting in the east wing. She said she'd speak to you whenever you were ready." The guard swallowed. "She's been very... patient.""Patient," Aria repeated. The word came out flat."Show us," I said.---The east wing was quiet. Too quiet. The few warriors stationed there stood at attention as we passed, their eyes tracking us with the kind of wariness that came from too many surprises in too short a time.The door to the small meeting room was closed.The guard stopped. "She's inside. Said she wanted to wait alone."I looked at Alph
The transport truck was cold and cramped and smelled like diesel fuel and old sweat. Caelum slept through the whole ride, curled up in my lap, his head resting on my chest. Marcus sat across from me, eyes closed, breathing even. Remus was somewhere up front, in the lead truck, keeping an eye on the prisoners.I couldn't sleep. Couldn't even close my eyes.Every time I did, I saw it. The lodge collapsing. Adrian's blood on my hands. Caelum's silver light blazing through the darkness. Raphael's cold, calculating eyes watching me from across the cave, still confident despite his chains.He was too calm. That was what bothered me. Too calm.We'd captured him. Killed or scattered his army. Rescued my brother. Saved my son.But Raphael King sat in his cage like a man who knew something we didn't. Like a man who had already won, even in defeat.I didn't like it. Didn't trust it.And I couldn't shake the feeling that we were missing something. Something important. Something that was going to
AriaThe sun came up on a battlefield that I can't put a name to it yet.I was sitting on an overturned supply crate outside the medical tent with Caelum's head heavy on my shoulder. He'd fallen asleep halfway through a sentence about Grandma and a garden and a dog that could talk. His body was a furnace against the morning chill. His breath came slow and even. His hand was still twisted in my shirt like he was scared I'd vanish if he let go.So I didn't move. Barely breathed. Just sat there watching the camp wake up around me in that grey-gold light, trying to remember how to be a person again.Behind us, the lodge was still burning. I could smell it, that particular stench of old wood and older secrets going up in smoke. Every few minutes another chunk of roof would cave in with a groan that sounded almost human, and somebody would flinch. A few warriors had stopped to watch. Their faces were smeared with soot and blood. Their eyes were hollow. Nobody cheered. Nobody said anything.







