Elena - POVDespite my initial objection, I planned to visit the witches tonight, but Yuri insisted on accompanying me. Before meeting the witches, I intended to meet Emily. I called her to the Human City, but it was challenging to leave Wolf Land as Silas asked numerous questions before granting permission. I despised asking for permission but understood Silas's concern for everyone's safety.Emily and I sat in the VIP lounge. "Thanks for arranging this. I meant to talk to you," Emily said, sipping her coffee."There are a few things I need to know from you as well," I replied."I know what you want to know, Elena. On the day I was leaving the Pack, you distracted Silas and warned me that he was tailing me." I looked her straight in the eyes. Thanks to my mind-reading power, I could glean Emily's thoughts. She was going to the Blood Pack to investigate more about Alpha Theo's corpse and gather additional information using her magic. However, before I could learn more about Emily's pla

Elena - POV Silas asked me to stay in the room as he hurried to meet the guards. I rolled out of bed and gasped, noticing a red bruise mark on my neck. "What the hell?" "Silas has marked you as his mate," Celeste informed me. "Why does he have to mark me? Aren't I Silas fated, mate?" I asked Celeste as I quickly grabbed my scattered clothes from the floor and ran my fingers through my hair. I stalked down the hallway as I heard our pack elders and Drake gathering. "It's a ritual, Elena. The Alpha marks his Luna to let the rest of the pack know you're an official mate. Just like humans do with marriage," Celeste explained. "Ms. Haye..." Emma trailed off, her eyes fixated on the mark on my neck. I could feel four more pairs of eyes staring at the mark, which made me uneasy. I instinctively brought my hair forward to cover it. Drake's sadness and jealousy were evident, but he hid them when our gazes met. Silas, Yuri, and Mac followed behind them, and the pack elders and I exchanged q

Elena - POV I shivered, the sensation of blood and torn flesh in my hand, as tears filled my eyes. Yuri had removed Elders from sight, and I found myself slumped on the ground, gazing at Henry's lifeless body. My tears weren't for the man I had killed but from regret. If only I could have transformed sooner, stood by Silas's side, and faced death alongside him rather than endure this life without him. "Elena," Drake said, embracing me as my sobs echoed in the quiet surroundings. I had lost track of time, distancing myself from the reality of the situation. "Thank you," I managed to whisper once I had no tears to shed. Drake's clothes were stained with blood, a vivid reminder of my deeds of killing Henry as he was next to me. "I'm sorry." "Don't be," he responded gently, his gaze softening. With his help, I managed to stand, only to see the place where Henry's body lay had been cleaned. I turned to Drake in surprise. "Yuri took care of it," he replied. Struggling to distance m

Six months laterElena - POVThe Pack prospered, but my heart was constantly aching as Emily and I relentlessly tried to bring Silas back to life. Each attempt was met with disappointment. As I emerged from the depths of despair, I saw Emily waiting."Are you out of your mind?" Emily questioned. Her fury was ignited when I suggested we could stage a scenario where I was under threat by entering the den of the rogue wolves. Silas's wolf might come to the surface, allowing us to track it. Emily was clearly unhappy with the idea of me getting injured."Emily, we've exhausted every other option, and they've all failed. I'm willing to try this. If I get hurt, I can withstand it." I assured her calmly. Emily responded with a shake of her head and a grimace. Yuri and Mac entered, delivering reports on the Pack's inventory, finances, and security changes."Yuri, do you support Elena's insane idea?" Emily questioned. Yuri sighed, neither pleased with my plan nor with Mac's agreement."Fine, dis

Elena - POVI scrolled through the article about our movie's success. The Forbidden Alpha Mate had won over a legion of fans. Drake had been named Handsome Man of the Year by several magazines. His numerous female followers treated him like a highly sought-after commodity. I could only imagine how irritating it must be for him, always being the center of attention, yet he seemed to play the role of a playboy perfectly. My car came to a halt, and I stepped out."Ma'am, this way," my new secretary, Monica, rushed to me. Puzzled, I detected a faint scent of Silas."Silas, are you here in New York?" I tried contacting him through our mental link but have not responded."Ms. Hayes," Monica called again."Yes, I'm coming," I responded, walking towards the stage. Cameras and reporters were ready with their microphones and notepads.As the interview began, I focused on remaining calm and answering the journalists' questions."Ms. Hayes, we've heard rumors you're dating Mr. Silas Ford. Are you