The sun was setting, casting a warm glow as I made my way to the gates of the ancestral pack house. There was a portion in the eastern wing of this large manor that was turned over for my father and I to occupy ever since he became the beta. And since I was now the Luna of the pack, that particular part of the household remained occupied by my father.
I was overwhelmed with a whirlwind of feelings—anger, sadness, uncertainty—but more than anything, I desperately wanted to talk to my dad. He would definitely have an idea of what to do.
I just couldn’t believe that Brittany, of all people, could really betray me. And it makes me wonder whether my dad was even aware of what she did to me. The sight of her entwined with Geoff in bed lingered in my thoughts, adding more soreness to the pain in my heart.
Their betrayal hurt me tremendously, but it was Geoff’s harshness that made me feel empty inside.
I opened the front door, and the familiar creak resonated through the grand hall. “Dad?” I called, my voice shaking a bit.
There was no single reply. The silence was unsettling. I ascended the grand staircase leading to his study, my footsteps muffled by the dense ambiance surrounding me.
As I got closer, I could hear voices coming from the slightly ajar door. I halted abruptly, looking inside with care.
“You are being requested to the tribunal for alleged treason against the pack,” a deep authoritative voice declared coldly.
My breath got caught up. My father stood in the center of the room, his hands bound, flanked by two pack enforcers. His expression was defiant but weary, as if he had anticipated this moment.
“This is absurd,” he said calmly. “I’ve served this pack with unwavering loyalty.”
The enforcer sneered. “Save your breath. The evidence is clear, Juancho. Your allegiance to your daughter’s betrayal seals your fate.”
“Betrayal?” My father’s voice rose. “Cassie has done nothing wrong!”
But the enforcer silenced him with a harsh shove. “Save your excuses for the Alpha.”
My chest tightened, and I stumbled back, my mind reeling. Treason? Betrayal? What are they talking about?
I had no time to think. As they dragged my father away, I slipped out of the house unnoticed, my mind racing. There was only one person who could stop this—Geoff, and it never crossed my mind that I would eventually have to go and seek his help, especially after what happened.
The Alpha’s room stood before me, their intimidating presence feeling strange and unwelcoming. Earlier I came here all excited and thrilled, only to find out how my own cousin and husband had been cheating behind me.
And now, as I paused at the entrance, my determination was wavering, wondering if I even had the slightest bravery to face him again after what he told me earlier. But then my father’s anguished face flashed in my mind, and I steeled myself.
Geoff was lounging in the sitting room, a glass of whiskey in his hand. He looked up as I entered, a smirk tugging at his lips.
“Well, if it isn’t my dear Luna,” he drawled, his tone laced with mockery.
“Geoff, please,” I began, swallowing my pride. “You have to stop this. My father is innocent. You know he is.”
He raised an eyebrow, taking a slow sip of his drink. “Do I? Because from where I’m standing, it looks like treason runs in the family.”
I clenched my fists, forcing myself to stay calm. “You’re the Alpha. You have the power to investigate this properly. To see the truth. Please, Geoff, I’m begging you. Spare him.”
Geoff’s smirk widened, his eyes gleaming with cruel amusement. “Begging suits you, Cassie. But tell me, why would I bother to save a traitor? Or his pathetic daughter?”
His words were like a slap to the face, but I refused to back down. “He’s your Beta! He’s served this pack loyally for years—long before you even became Alpha!”
Geoff stood, towering over me. His expression darkened, the amusement replaced by cold disdain. “And what has that loyalty earned him? A daughter who undermines her Alpha by scheming and whining. You’re not just wolfless, Cassie. You’re worthless.”
Tears welled in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. “If you ever loved me—”
“Loved you?” Geoff cut me off with a harsh laugh. “Don’t flatter yourself. Our union was a necessity, a debt repaid to your father. But now, that debt is null. You’re nothing to me, Cassie. And to make that clear...”
He reached into his desk and pulled out a stack of papers. Divorce papers.
“You’re going to sign these,” he said, shoving them toward me. “And when you’re done, you’ll no longer be my Luna.”
My hands trembled as I stared at the papers. “You’re doing this because of her, aren’t you? Brittany.”
He shrugged, unbothered. “She’s twice the woman you’ll ever be. She’s strong, capable. Everything you’re not.”
Anger boiled inside me, but it was no match for the overwhelming sense of betrayal. With trembling hands, I picked up the pen.
“You’ll regret this, Geoff,” I whispered, tears slipping down my cheeks as I signed my name. “One day, you’ll see how wrong you were.”
He snatched the papers away with a satisfied smirk. “Doubtful. Now, one last thing before you go.”
I looked up at him, my heart sinking further.
“You’re to be escorted to the dungeon,” he said coldly. “Consider it a mercy. If it were up to me, you’d face the same fate as your father.”
My legs nearly gave out, but two enforcers appeared, gripping my arms tightly.
“Take her away,” Geoff ordered.
The dungeon was damp and cold, the air thick with despair. As the enforcers dragged me through the corridors, one of them whispered in my ear.
“Keep quiet,” he said, his tone urgent. “I’m loyal to your father. I’ll help you escape, but you must leave the pack. It’s not safe here anymore.”
I turned to him, hope flickering in my chest. “You’d do that for me?”
“For your father,” he clarified. “And for the pack. Geoff’s leadership is tearing it apart.”
He led me to a side passage, his grip firm but gentle. “There’s a path out of the territory to the north. Follow it until you reach the border. Don’t stop for anything.”
I hesitated, looking back toward the direction of the house. “What about my father?”
“There’s nothing you can do for him now,” the gamma said grimly. “But you can survive. And one day, you might be strong enough to return.”
His words settled heavily in my chest. I nodded, swallowing my tears. “Thank you.”
“Go,” he urged, shoving me gently toward the hidden exit.
The forest was dark and silent as I ran, my heart pounding with every step. My thoughts were a whirlwind of pain, anger, and determination. Geoff and Brittany had taken everything from me—my home, my status, my family.
But they hadn’t taken my will.
As I crossed the border, I stopped to catch my breath, staring back at the territory that was no longer mine.
“I’ll be back,” I whispered to the night. “And when I am, you’ll regret what you’ve done, Geoff.”
With that vow burning in my chest, I turned and disappeared into the darkness, ready to forge a new path.
The heavy door clicked shut, sealing us in with the consequences of my defiance. The only sounds were Kael’s ragged, pained breathing and the frantic hammering of my own heart.Lyra was at Kael’s side in an instant, her hands gentle as she examined the brutal break. “It’s clean, but it’s bad,” she muttered, her voice tight with a fury she didn’t dare voice aloud.Zero didn’t move. He stood perfectly still, his back to me, his shoulders tense. The blazing energy that had surrounded him since his resurrection had banked, replaced by a silent, stormy intensity. I could feel it through the bond—a roiling tempest of pride, fury, and cold, calculating strategy.“Why?” The word wasn’t an accusation. It was a demand for Intel. A tactical debrief.I hugged my arms around myself, the adrenaline fading to leave me cold and shaking. “Because if I used it for him, on his command, it stops being mine.” I looked at Kael’s pale, sweating face, guilt twisting in my gut. “I’m sorry, Kael. I’m so sorry.
The Alpha’s voice was deceptively soft, a thin layer of ice over a bottomless, frozen lake. The air in the training pit, still crackling with the remnants of my stolen power, went dead and still.Zero didn’t flinch. He shifted his weight, ever so slightly, placing himself more squarely between me and the Alpha. The gesture was protective, but also possessive. A claim.“Just testing the limits of our new asset, Alpha,”Zero said, his dual-toned voice smooth, devoid of any hint of the insurrection we’d been planning seconds before. “The results are… promising.”The Alpha’s icy gaze slid from Zero to me. It felt like being dissected by a scalpel made of frost. He could smell the lie. He could feel the tension, the unspent energy of a plan aborted.“I see that,” the Alpha said, his words measured. He took a single step into the pit, his guards fanning out behind him, blocking the exit. “The entire stronghold felt the… disturbance. It seems your mate’s abilities are more volatile than we an
The air in the training pit was still charged, humming with the aftermath of stolen power. I stood there, a live wire of crackling energy, Zero’s strength a roaring tide in my veins. The pack members in the doorway didn’t move. They just stared, their terror a palpable scent in the air.Then, a low groan from the far wall.Zero pushed himself up, shaking his head like a dog clearing water from its ears. Sand cascaded from his shoulders. He got to his feet, and a slow, wide, utterly unhinged grin spread across his face. There was no anger, no humiliation. Only pure, unadulterated delight.“Now,” he said, his dual-toned voice full of dark wonder, “that’s what I’m talking about.”He took a step toward me, and the pack in the doorway flinched back as one. He ignored them, his glowing eyes fixed on me.“You feel it, don’t you?” he purred, stalking closer. “The raw potential. You’re not just a conduit. You’re a reservoir. You can hold my power. Wield it.”I could feel it. It was intoxicatin
The silence in the medical room was absolute, broken only by the steady, powerful beat of Zero’s heart on the monitor. He stood over me, a god resurrected, his touch on my chin branding me. The air crackled with the remnants of whatever power had just passed between us.Then, a whisper from the doorway. “By the Goddess…”It was one of the medics, her hand clasped over her mouth, her eyes wide with a fervent, terrifying awe. She wasn’t looking at Zero. She was looking at me.The spell broke. The room erupted into a chaos of sound.“Did you see that?”“She brought him back!”“The light… it was like moonlight made solid!”“She has no wolf! How is that possible?”Kael was the first to find his voice, though it was rough with shock. “Zero? Brother? Are you… are you whole?”Zero’s dual-toned voice rumbled, his gaze still locked on me, a possessive, blazing heat in his eyes. “I am more than whole.” He finally released my chin, straightening up to his full height. The room seemed to shrink ar
The Alpha left me alone in the cold, silent war room. The schematic of the city stared back at me, a map of territories and power plays that meant nothing. All I could see was the grainy video feed. The monster. The thing that might be my father.It operates on instinct and rage. It has no humanity left.You remember the man it was.The Alpha’s words were a cold seed of hope planted in frozen, barren ground. How could memories be a weapon against that? How could the smell of burnt pancakes and the sound of a familiar laugh stop a beast designed to tear me limb from limb?I couldn’t stay here. I couldn’t just wait for dawn and my own execution. I had to see him. I had to see Zero.The hallway outside was clear, the pack members having scattered under the Alpha’s wrath. I moved through the stronghold like a ghost, the whispers starting up again the moment I passed, then quickly dying. They were afraid of me now, but not for the right reasons. They were afraid of the Alpha’s displeasure.
The words didn’t make sense. They were just sounds, syllables that slammed into me and shattered against the uncomprehending wall of my mind.It’s your father.The monitors beeped, a steady, mocking rhythm. Zero’s eyes closed, his head lolling to the side as the drugs or the pain dragged him back under. His hand went limp in mine.I stared at him. I stared at the too-pale skin of his face, the dark lashes against his cheeks, the faint, pained line of his mouth. I replayed the words in my head, over and over, trying to force them to mean something else.It’s your father.The monstrous thing on the screen. The hulking, distorted abomination with too many limbs and rows of jagged teeth. That… that was supposed to be my dad? The man who taught me how to change a tire, who burned pancakes every Sunday morning, whose laugh could fill our whole small apartment?No.It was a lie. A trick. A pain-induced delusion from a dying man. It had to be.But the look in Zero’s eyes in that final moment…