MasukNina POVI refuse to give up!Daddy promised me I would be a luna, and I am so close now.Erik might have marked Amara but until he announces she is to be a luna to the werewolfcouncil, I refuse to quit. I refuse to let another lead my father’s pack. I need to be a luna, to have the backing of another alpha to inherit my father’s pack.Ridiculous, that I needed to marry to finally get what was mine in the first place.Daddy told me to be patient, to wait…that he would handle it as these great men in power do.But he wasn’t here all the time, he isn’t watching Erik full deeper and deeper under Amara’s spell by the day.I don’t even know what he sees in her, she’s pathetic…her weakness oozes out of her. She’s notluna material, not like me.A commotion outside my bedroom door wakes me before my alarm clock does. I go to the noiseto find maids gathered on the landing, peering over the banisters, gasps leaving their lips. I witness the event just before it is too late, Erik carrying a
Amara POV I don’t even care that I’m dripping blood, the pain of my slit wrist doesn’t even register. All I can think about is what just happened. How Estrid went from dead to alive…my blood saving her. Not only did Erik go against me and force me to give blood…but he had somehow had my blood tested. He had somehow stolen my blood. Who would do such a thing…steal another person’s blood. It wasn’t just Erik though was it, in healing Estrid, it meant that all this time my family had been lying to me. It wasn’t just Catherine that I could heal, I had the ability to heal anyone. They lied to me…they abused me…cruelly mistreated me for their own gain. To keep Catherine strong, to keep her alive. They kept me weak, to keep her strong. What a complete betrayal of my father’s parental power, that he would use me…manipulate me…take my blood to heal the child with his fated mate. Did he ever love me… How, with one hand, could he take from me, and with the other hand, give to
Erik POV “Erik I’m so sorry…I…” “She’s not dead yet.” I grip Amara firmly by the arm, all but lifting her off the ground as I move us towards the direction of the hospital. If my theory was right, I wouldn’t lose my sister, but we were still against time. “Where are we going…the attack….” Amara casts a look over her shoulder, her attention on my warriors still taking out the enemies. “My sister saved you…now you are going to save her.” “Save her…how…” “Your blood…you can bring her back.” “What….no Erik…my blood, it only heals my sister. That’s the whole point, that’s why she keeps attacking, without me, she’ll die.” “No, your blood it has been tested…” I shake my head out at her denial, this had to work, I had to be right… “Tested? Tested by who?” Her heels start to dig into the ground, she tries to pull harder against my hold, but my grip tightens, my speed increasing. “That doesn’t matter.” “The fuck it doesn’t…who has tested my blood?” She growls out at me, her nails di
Erik POV I’ve been inside the Mystic Hallows pack, I’ve watched their warrior training sessions…so how has Catherine suddenly gathered this number of fighters within her pack. The pack doesn’t have this amount of warriors to spare, to send to their deaths….unless she was leaving the pack defenceless in the obsession with getting her sister back. Our mountains were a natural defence, the cold bitter air weakening the attackers before they even reach my borders. No one survives out here unless you slept in the snow as a baby, acclimatising to the atmosphere of these dangerous mountains. To venture to my lands was deadly enough…let alone launching an attack. She must have help…because not only is the supply of attackers endless, but they seem more skilled than the previous. Starting to make a dent into the numbers of Snow City pack warriors. I understand now, understand why they want her. Why they will stop at nothing to get her back. “Erik…” Estrid’s voice pushes thr
Hello my lovelies, Just thought I would pop on to let you know that I am now on my Christmas break. I have chapter 50 part written but with all the festive music and baking going on, whatever I upload won’t be doing the book any justice Plus the next chapters are pivotal for the plot. I want to take this time to thank you for your patience with me. 2025 has been tough for everyone and I’m going to push myself in 2026 to be the author you all deserve. Each chapter you unlock means the world to me and I can’t say how much I appreciate you all. I will try and upload 28/29 December as that is my first day at home over the break. Then I will push forward with this book to finish for you.
Amara POV It takes longer to fall asleep than I was used to now, Erik’s absence by my side highly noticeable as my body refuses to adhere to my need for rest. I was used to him being next to me now, even in this small space of time…I stupidly allowed myself to think it would be like this for the rest of my nights. Him beside me. Me falling asleep in safe arms. For once I leave my bedroom door unlocked, knowing it wouldn’t stop him anyway, but part hoping he would see it as an invitation to join me when he returned. Which seemed to work, because during the night I feel warm hands wrap around my body and pull me to a strong chest. That sensation of warmth and safety finally returning to me….my mind now comfortable enough to rest. Until I am abruptly woken by Erik leaping out of bed….his sudden movements sending my senses into overdrive. “What is it, what’s wrong?” I reach for the lamp, blinking into the dimly lit room as my mate moves to the door, his hands rubbing at his







