"I don’t want this future for you, darling. Please, leave the past in the past," my mom pleaded, her voice laced with desperation."Mom, this is about me. I deserve to know," I argued, my chest tightening.She sighed, looking away as if trying to find an escape. "A High Priestess is a mystical, spiritual leader with unique abilities tied to the Moon Goddess. She is responsible for guiding, protecting, and balancing the energy within the werewolf pack. Unlike an Alpha, whose strength comes from physical power and leadership, a High Priestess wields spiritual and elemental power, often through rituals, visions, and…" She hesitated, swallowing hard."Say it, Amanda," Alpha Rhett commanded, his voice firm but not unkind."I can’t," she admitted, her voice breaking. She covered her face with her hands, and Gamma Brandon immediately stepped forward, wrapping a comforting arm around her shoulders."I’ll take it from here," Alpha Rhett said, turning to me. "Aurelia, would you care to join me
Rhett took me back home, but I couldn’t sleep. My mind was racing with everything I had learned. The moment I saw my mom stirring awake, I rushed to her, unable to hold back my questions any longer.“Mom, what was that all about? Why didn’t you ever tell me?” I asked, frustration lacing my voice.She sighed, rubbing her temples. “Darling, I was afraid you’d get entangled in all of this—just like you are now. I wanted you to have a normal life, to enjoy yourself, find your mate, have pups, and live with freedom. The role of a High Priestess comes with heavy expectations. I didn’t want that for you.”I frowned. “Did Dad know?”“Yes, he did,” she admitted. “And he wanted to keep you safe.”I hesitated before asking, “Can you make a fist of ice too? Or was that just the water freezing around me?”“No, I can’t,” she said, shaking her head. “Each of us is gifted in a different way, but not like that.”“What is your gift?” I pressed.“I have the ability to calm people, to cool their emotions
I was ready for training, almost out the door, when I heard a knock.I opened it, and there stood Alpha Rhett. Well, isn’t this just great? The man I was clearly crushing on, standing there looking all tall and ridiculously attractive, hoping to use his good looks to lure me into some forced bond? Priesthood? Whatever.I leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, giving him the most unimpressed look I could muster as I raked my eyes over him.“Good morning,” he said, all serious and... sexy. UGH.“Uh-huh. Did you need something? I mean, aside from pretending to care about me?” I shot back.He made the strangest face—like he wasn’t sure whether to be confused or amused. “I’m here to walk you to training. I thought we could chat on the way,” he said, voice unreadable.“Oh, so do you fake-like me so you can rob me of my freedom? Am I strong enough to be in this pack now—ice fist and all?” I sassed, stepping outside and shutting the door behind me. I motioned for him to start walking.“I’
“I… uh… I will wait outside.”Why did I get all flustered in front of him? My face was burning as I spun on my heel and stormed out of the locker room. The second I stepped into the hallway, I locked eyes with Gamma Brandon, who was already smirking like he had been waiting for me to embarrass myself.“This might be the first time your skin has seen color, Aurelia. And I gotta say, either you walked into a very hot sauna—which we don’t have—or someone got a little too flustered around our Alpha,” he teased.I narrowed my eyes at him. Sure, I made it my mission to embarrass him whenever my mom was around. He couldn’t just pretend nothing was going on between them while casually dating her, and someone had to keep an eye on him. But now, he was clearly enjoying turning the tables on me.“I wouldn’t be all red if I hadn’t just walked in on a very naked—”“Me?”That deep, rumbling voice slid over me like warm honey. I squeezed my eyes shut for half a second, begging the Goddess to spare m
Rhett’s POVI sat at my desk, staring at the map of our territory, but my mind wasn’t on the land. It was on her.The pack’s safety had always been my priority. But now, her safety consumed me just as much. Aurelia.Her mother wanted to take her away—to remove her from us. From me.I clenched my fists.She didn’t understand. Aurelia had a role to play here, something bigger than any of us could see yet. And while I didn’t have all the answers, one thing was clear—she was in danger here. The attacks were increasing. We had been lucky last time, but luck wasn’t a strategy.The creatures had breached our wards, our fences, everything meant to keep us safe. How?I exhaled sharply. We need answers. We need to reinforce our defenses, find the weak spots in our system, and eliminate them before it’s too late.A knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts.“Alpha, may I come in?”Brandon. My Gamma.“Yes, come in,” I said.He stepped inside and crossed his arms. “The DiRossio boy has arrived.
“Sup’, little sister. Tell me, what’s been going on?” my big brother, Ares, said, flopping onto a chair.“Mom was about to initiate me into my priesthood when you walked in,” I replied.“I was not initiating anybody,” Mom interjected, shaking her head. “I was going to share the history of this pack. And you, Ares, arrived at the perfect time.”“I love storytelling,” Ares said, stretching, “but I want to know what’s been happening first.”“No, no, no,” I cut in. “You’ll sit here with me, and Mom will tell us the history of our kind. After that, we can talk.”He raised his hands in mock defeat. “Okay, fine. I’ll save all my questions and curiosity. But I need a mug of hot chocolate first.”“Are you cold, sweetie? Why didn’t you bring a thick jacket? This windbreaker can’t be warm enough for thirty-degree weather,” Mom said, frowning at him.“We don’t have any thick jackets back home, and I actually feel fine,” he shrugged.I shot Mom a surprised look. She heard it too. But instead of rea
“What were some of their powers?” I asked.Ares blinked. “Wait—powers? What do you mean powers?”“Well, Mom has powers,” I reminded him.Mom smiled. “I have the ability to calm people—to cool their emotions. My mother could read people’s intentions.”Ares turned to me. “And what about Aury? Besides snow camouflage?” he teased.I glared at him. If looks could kill.“Listen, just because you can tan doesn’t mean you’re all that different from me. Your hair is pale, your eyes are almost as light as mine.”“Being blond, blue-eyed, an
We all went to bed—well, Ares took the couch.That night, I dreamed of frost. The wind howled through an endless expanse of snow, a vast landscape stretching beyond the horizon. I stood at the center, untouched by the cold, unbothered, maybe even powerful. The ice shimmered beneath my feet, and I felt a strange pull, as if the winter itself recognized me.Then I woke up.Surrounding me were people holding candles, their faces hidden beneath hoods. Was this still a dream?Before I could react, a cloth pressed against my face. A sickly-sweet scent filled my nose, and then—darkness.When I came to, I was in a grand hall. Towering marble columns stretched toward the high ceiling, their pristine whiteness making the dimly lit space feel like it was glowing. I was lying on a hard stone surface, and around me stood six hooded figures, their presence heavy with importance. This was a temple.Everyone was staring at me.“What is going on?” My voice echoed off the marble.“We do not wish to harm
Aurelia’s POVLight. Bright, blinding light.I blinked once. Twice. A million times.It took me a while to adjust to my surroundings. The hum of machines. Distant voices. A window overlooking a beautiful stretch of forest. I was in the pack’s hospital.“We don’t need a hospital. We can heal ourselves. We were just sleeping it off.”Wait—who was that? “Are you serious? Alba, hello?!”My wolf. My wolf!“Yes, you do. And you’re lucky, human, to be soul-bound with me.”“Alba! How are we even talking? Do I just... think at you?”“Yes. Like we’re doing now.”I felt sore. “How long have we been in this bed?”“A couple of days, I think.”This wasn’t the first time I’d overslept something major.“Your body’s adjusting. A new wolf, me, and a strong one at that. Beautiful, too. Plus, your goddess-given power.”“Hold up. How do you know you’re powerful and beautiful? And... power?”“I can feel it. And yes, your magic. But first, let’s go for a run.”“Let me get up first, then we’ll see about
Ares’ POV“Come on, Snow. You gotta get up,” I muttered to my sister, nudging her lightly. Two days. She’d slept for two whole days. Again. And I was over it.A groan came from the bed. I let out a breath. Well, that was better than the coma-like state she’d been in before.“Stop being a sleepyhead. I need you to wake up. We all need you,” I said, softer this time.The door creaked open behind me. “Has she moved or said anything?” Alpha Rhett asked.I didn’t even bother to hide my eye-roll. I didn’t care what anyone said—it was obvious he cared for her way more than any normal pack member. What Alpha spend two days straight sitting in someone’s hospital room?“She groaned,” I replied.“You should take a break. I’m here—I’ll watch over her.”Didn’t sound like I had a choice.“Sure. I’ll go get something to eat. Thanks,” I said, getting up.I stepped out of the room but didn’t walk away. I lingered by the small hallway window, peeking through the gaps in the blinds. I watched as Alpha
Jerry’s POVI woke up at 4 a.m. The sky outside was still dark and quiet. My body moved through its routine without thought—wake up, hit the gym, spar with one of the warriors. Then breakfast. Then the office. I had to process payroll before the banks opened. Running a pack isn’t for the faint of heart.My lovely mate was still sleeping. She enjoys her mornings slow, and I’m okay with that. Jeremy, on the other hand, was also asleep, and that I wasn’t okay with. He should be up with me, getting his discipline set. Instead, he was still floating in the honeymoon phase with his new mate.A gamma is not a bad match for an alpha. But he gave up a beta-blooded female with high priestess potential. Fated mate or not, he made a political mistake. That kind of bond could have brought strength to the pack—especially with these demon attacks getting worse.My own fated mate died in a rogue attack before we had a chance to mate. I chose another, Jeremy’s mother. Chosen mates are just as good, s
"Hi," I said timidly.She stood before me, tall, radiant, cloaked in fur as white as snow with eyes like garnets, glowing from within. My wolf. She was... like me."I have been waiting for this moment," she said. Her voice was regal, calm, and ancient. "I am Alba, descendant of the goddess Kheimon, first of my kind. High Priestess of Winter.""Is that who we are?" I asked, my voice trembling with awe. "High Priestess of Winter?""Yes, young one. That is who we are. Do you not feel our power?""I do," I whispered. "I felt it... when we attacked the demon."Only then did I look around us. We stood in what looked like the middle of a frozen ocean. Ice stretched in every direction, flawless and glistening, with no land in sight. Above us, the sky was glowing with soft, golden light, ethereal, energizing. Peaceful. Magical."Yes, we wounded that demon," she said."I thought we killed it. It turned to smoke after our attack.""To kill a demon requires more than drawing its blood," she said
The demon's grip tightened. The pressure was excruciating. I could not move, and I could not fill my lungs with air anymore.My ribs cracked, at least one of them did. I couldn't scream. Couldn’t move. The heat scorched through me, blistering my skin. I was suffocating, burning, and breaking.This is it, I thought.This is how I die.But just as the world began to fade into nothingnessI heard her.A voice. Fierce. Wild. Mine but not mine.“You will not kill us.”A sharp pain tore through my chest, not from the demon, but from within. It was like lightning cracked open my soul. My head snapped back, eyes wide, and my whole body exploded with a blinding white light.The demon howled.Frost spread across its hand and arm. The cold energized me; it was me as another surge came through my body.All the frustration, the weakness, the fear, it all exploded and dissipated in an explosion. As the demon’s hand shattered into a million pieces. It roared in agony. I fell hard onto the stone ste
POV: AureliaI woke up feeling strangely rested, as if the chaos of yesterday hadn’t left its mark. But it had. A warrior from another pack had been murdered inside our borders, and his chest was carved open, a demon mark left behind. And last night, I dreamt again.No, not a dream.The demon spoke to me.It felt too vivid, too real. Like it was no longer bound to the other side but slipping into this world… into mine.And then Rhett showed up. Like a knight in dark armor, he held me through the night. I’d fallen asleep in his arms and somehow ended up in my bed this morning. Ares was home. So was Mom, if the smell of bacon coming from the kitchen was anything to go by.Today, I needed normalcy.Breakfast with the family. Morning practice. After training, I went home, worked on some new jewelry, then walked to Market Street to drop them off at one of the shops that sold my work. I even considered expanding and maybe start selling online or even in human markets. Crazy, right?The sun d
POV: RhettI woke before dawn, a hum of unease crawling beneath my skin. It wasn’t the usual stress of leadership or the weight of politics pressing down on me. No, this was different. This was dread.I didn’t even make it to the war room before Brandon intercepted me in the hallway. His face was pale, his jaw clenched.“It’s Jonas,” he said.Jonas, the emissary from Crescent Ridge. Sharp. Steady. Loyal to the cause, if not to me.“Where?”“Behind the barracks. You’ll want to see this.”We moved through the thick morning mist in silence. The compound was quiet, save for the distant cry of a crow. One for death. Two for trouble. I remembered my grandmother saying that once.Jonas lay in the clearing, and one look told me everything.Not just murder. Ritual.His chest had been carved open with sickening precision. Symbols burned into his flesh pulsed faintly—demonic, like the ones Aurelia had described. There was no blood. No sign of a struggle. As if he’d gone willingly.Or been taken i
Aurelia’s POVI didn’t stop running. Not until I reached the pack house, not until I was standing in front of Alpha Rhett’s office door, panting, my heart pounding harder than it should’ve been. That symbol, branded into the temple stone like a fiery curse, was still seared into my mind.I knocked. Harder than necessary.The door cracked open, but it wasn’t Rhett who answered. Lily stepped out, looking… disheveled. Her lipstick was smeared, her hair mussed like she’d just rolled out of bed—or someone’s arms. She tugged down her tiny dress, pretending not to notice the flush on her cheeks.I stood there, frozen.Lily.Hair tousled, lipstick smeared, tugging at the hem of a too-short dress like it might magically grow an inch if she pulled hard enough. Her smirk was smug, but her eyes flashed like she’d been caught.Great.“Look what the avalanche dragged in,” she purred with a cruel smile. “A frozen corpse. Oops. Sorry, Aury—I got confused for a second. Your paleness threw me off.”Bi
POV: AureliaAfter the ball on Saturday and the Council meeting that followed, I was exhausted. My body ached, my thoughts were tangled, and the heaviness of responsibility settled into my bones like frost.And yet, it was only Monday.My official role as high priestess had barely begun, and here I was—sitting in war rooms, speaking alongside Alphas and strategists like I belonged. I wasn’t sure if I did. But I knew I had to.As the meeting began, we gathered once more in the war hall. This time, it was less ceremonial and more tactical. The long table was crowded with voices, not just in person, but through a large video screen that connected us to packs too far to travel. The faces of distant Alphas flickered with unstable connections, eyes squinting into their screens, expressions guarded.Some representatives were cooperative, offering records and patrol notes. Others were vague and evasive. A few, like the Blackwood and Night Howlers delegates, answered in clipped sentences and t