Anna's POV
“Sign them.” Gunner's cold voice bounced off the office walls, as he threw a stack of papers onto the table with a thud. I looked at the heavy bound papers, and surprisingly, I felt numb. Tonight was Laura's coronation— just a day after I had been cruelly rejected and forced to teach Laura the roles of a Luna, and I had been summoned to his office just to sign these papers. The fact that he was in a haste to end everything with me, felt like reality sending a harsh slap to my face. My eyes flickered to his form, taking in his features. Being an alpha, Gunner was six foot tall, with a lanky build, his muscles nicely proportioned, and his blonde hair was neatly combed through. He sat laxly on his chair, staring at me with those eyes that once made me shudder in utter delight, his posture causing me to slightly bare my neck in submission at the sheer dominance he exuded. Still, I felt the urge to yell at his face that I was pregnant, but held myself back. I promised myself not to humiliate myself any further, and who knows what might happen to me once they learned I was pregnant. I picked up the pen that had rolled into the floor when he tossed the paper, signed my name without hesitation, glad that I was having nothing to do with him anymore. At least that was what I thought until I stepped out of his office, the weight of the papers I had just signed, rushing in. My legs suddenly felt heavy, and I held onto the wall for support, as I let out a choked sob. Memories of times we had spent together rushed into my head painfully, the love words he had so carefully sang in my ears, now turning into sneers, mocking me for being stupid. “Would you look at what we have here?” a voice called from behind me, causing me to freeze instinctively. I shot to my feet, instantly turning to look back, my eyes connecting with the one person I dreaded apart from my adoptive parents. Matheó Reid. Gunner's beta, who had always looked at me with such weird eyes that when I told Gunner about it, he dismissed it, now here he was, and this time, he wasn't hiding it. “Well I'll be. If it isn't our dear ex Luna.” He said in a singsong, the cronies behind him chuckling like it was funny. “What brings tears to your eyes Luna? Is it Gunner? I thought you'd be over him by now.” “That's none of your business.” I replied coldly, before turning to leave, but one of his cronies suddenly shot forward, blocking my way. “Now now, dear, that's no way to talk to a high ranking wolf. A beta at that.” He tutted, shaking his head. “If you were still Luna that would have been fine, but now that you are not, it might put you in trouble.” I felt his breath on me, and that made me frown. Annoyed, I snapped at him, “What do you want?” A glint passed through his eyes, and I took a small step back in fear. Sensing the sudden shift, he chuckled, the sound low, but mocking especially when the rest of his cronies started laughing like they had just discovered the most amusing thing on earth. After a while, the laugh died down, but their snickers never left. Tilting his head, he brought his face close to mine, whispering into my ears, “I'd be careful at the banquet if I were you. There's a nasty plot against you, but you're lucky I called dibs on you first so you would at least feel a bit good.” My heart skipped a beat, color draining from my face as he pulled away from me with a smirk. “See you later Luna.” He smiled, waving at me as he left with his cronies. I stared blankly at the walls, my ringing ears filled with the sounds of my chaotic heartbeat. What did Matheó mean by that? The coronation banquet for Laura had been organized by her and her mother, Vivan, and like the night before, many packs were going to be in attendance. From what I heard, they had been planning the event for a very long time, so there was to be an even larger number of people in attendance than our previous pack hostings. I can't stay here. I need to leave. Someone was plotting against me, and I had no idea who it was. It might be Laura and Vivan at this, but knowing how many people hated me in the pack, I wasn't so sure. Taking a nervous look around, I sprinted down the halls, heading for the clinic where Yvonne was working. I burst into her office, grabbing onto her shoulders like a maniac. “I can't stay here any longer. I need to leave tonight or they'll kill me.” “Calm down. First tell me, who wants you dead?” Yvonne asked, her brows creasing in concern, while trying to soothe me, but that did nothing to quell the fear in me. My heart was pounding a thousand miles a minute, and sweat slid down my back like rain. Even Ava, who had been quiet after the rejection, was lurking at the back of my head, her body alert to defend the growing pup inside me. “Explain what happened Anna, you are not making any sense.” She muttered, going to click the door shut, since I wouldn't stop looking at it. “He said it.” I started, my eyes darting around the office watching out for any one who could attack. “Matteó told me there were people tonight who were going to attack me.” Just thinking of it made me want to run right away, but I couldn't. I'd be caught in an instant. Her brows furrowed deeper, and I could tell she was as worried as I was. “I guess we don't have much time on our side.” She sighed, pinching her nose bridge. “Go pack your bags Anna, you'll need a lot of things.”Lucas’s POVI sat there, still as stone, yet inside me everything was unraveling. My wolf clawed at the edges of my control, snarling and restless, demanding that I acknowledge what it already knew. The pull toward her was undeniable, it burned through my veins like fire licking dry wood.But I couldn’t give in. I couldn’t let myself drown in it.Every glance at her only made it worse. Yvonne. Even her name in my mind carried weight, a sweetness that twisted into agony the longer I lingered on it. I gritted my teeth, fists curling beneath the table where she couldn’t see. My wolf howled, eager to leap, eager to claim—but I refused.No. Not here. Not now.I reached for another biscuit, chewing slowly as though the simple act could silence the storm inside me. My jaw ached from holding it so tight, from resisting the urge to look at her too long. Still, my eyes betrayed me, flicking up to watch as she moved across the room.She walked to the wardrobe, fingers running briefly over the wo
Yvonne’s POVI sat up in bed, my mind restless even though my body craved the silence of sleep. It was useless trying to force it. The night had been heavy with thoughts, the kind that clawed at the corners of your chest until your lungs felt too tight to breathe.And then—like a low spark inside me—I felt it. My wolf jolted. A sudden, unwarranted leap, the kind that only happened when…“No…” I whispered under my breath, clutching at the sheets as though I could strangle the thought before it blossomed.But the sensation was unmistakable. My wolf had responded to his presence. To Lucas.I closed my eyes, willing the pulse inside me to steady. The possibility of it—of him being my mate—was like fire licking against dried leaves. Tempting, fierce, terrifying. And yet I couldn’t bring myself to accept it. Not him. Not now.The quiet of my quarters shattered when I turned and found him there. Standing. Silent. Watching me in that rigid, stiff way he always carried himself.“Lucas?” I blin
Lucas’ POVThe moment her head turned, I knew I had made a mistake.Yvonne’s eyes, sharp even under the dim candlelight, landed on me before I could slip away. I turned my back almost immediately, hoping the shadows would swallow me whole, but it was too late. She had already recognized me. I could feel the weight of her stare pressing against my shoulders like fire.“Lucas?” Her voice was laced with disbelief, but underneath it burned something hotter—anger.My throat went dry, and I clenched my fists by my side. I wanted to vanish, to melt into the stone walls of her chamber, but that wasn’t an ability I had. All I had was my shame and a heart that wouldn’t calm itself.I heard the rustle of fabric behind me. She was pulling her gown back over her shoulders in quick, irritated motions. Her frustration filled the room like a storm.“What are you doing here?” she demanded, her tone sharp. “Why would you just walk into my room at such a time?”Her words cut into me, and yet I couldn’t
Lucas’ POVI woke abruptly in the middle of the night, breath ragged, my heart thumping as though I had been dragged out of some nightmare. But there was no dream to remember. Just confusion. Just the heavy weight pressing down on my chest that refused to let me rest.For a long while, I simply lay there, staring into the darkness of my chamber. My hand gripped the sheets tightly, as though it could anchor me, but it didn’t. The silence was thick, almost suffocating, and yet in my head, it was anything but quiet. Thoughts clashed against each other, pieces of memory tugging at me until my temples began to throb.It had been days since Selena’s return, and every hour since then had been unbearable. I had been kept busy, so busy that I hardly had a chance to breathe. Meetings, duties, responsibilities—all of them pushed into my hands as though to distract me from the truth of her presence. But distractions only worked for so long. Deep down, I knew why my chest ached the way it did.I h
Laura’s POVI sat there on the edge of my bed for a long time, staring at nothing in particular. The silence in the room weighed heavily, broken only by the faint crackling of the lantern light burning low on the wall. My hands were still trembling slightly, though I tried to hide it by knotting them together in my lap. I had thought I could summon courage tonight, that I could walk up to Gunner’s study, knock firmly, and finally spill the truth I had buried so long inside me.But I had failed. Again.The truth still sat inside my chest like a stone I couldn’t cough out, and instead of speaking to the man I longed for, I had faced his Beta. And now… now the fear inside me had multiplied.The way he stood there, eyes sharp and unyielding, his voice dripping with authority though he wasn’t even the Alpha—it rattled me more than I dared admit. He had cornered me so easily, storming into my room without hesitation, and though I was supposed to be strong, supposed to be bold enough to face
Laura’s POVI stood before the mirror far longer than I should have, staring at a reflection that felt like a stranger’s. My hair was combed neatly, my gown tied without a wrinkle, yet I hardly recognized the woman who looked back at me. There was a tightness in my chest, a weight pressing down on my shoulders, one that no adjustment of fabric or posture could ease.Tonight, I had made a decision.Enough of hesitation. Enough of circling around my fears and suffocating within them. I would speak. I would tell Gunner everything, whether he wished to hear it or not. His reaction, his anger, his silence—none of it mattered anymore. I would not stop until my heart was emptied before him.The thought alone gave me a strange mix of dread and relief, like a prisoner bracing for both punishment and freedom.Taking in a deep breath, I wrapped my shawl tighter around my arms and left my chamber.The corridor was dim, lit only by a few candles that flickered uneasily against the draft. The silen