Adrian’s POV I continued to follow the traitor, my footsteps carefully matching her pace. We ventured deeper inside the pack but into the market side. My instincts told me that I was on the right track, that this chase would lead me closer to the answers I sought, to know who she is. But suddenly, a mind link pierced through my thoughts, catching me off guard. It was Samuel, my beta, and knowing it must be urgent, I let him in inside my head. “What is it, Samuel?” I questioned while keeping my eyes on her. His urgent voice filled my mind, causing me to halt in my tracks. "Alpha, the imposter of Luna is looking for you," Samuel warned. "She asked me where are you. To distract her, I had to come up with an excuse, so I told her you are with Marcus at the border, dealing with an urgent matter." I sighed hearing him to be great at lying. “But,” My heart skipped a beat at his pause. “What is it? Be fast, Samuel.” I felt the urgency of the moment and frustratingly growled lowly at him

Adrian's POV The sun had long dipped below the horizon as I sat in my office, engrossed in the affairs of the pack. The weight of my responsibilities as Alpha pressed upon my shoulders, as due to the imposter and catching her I have ignored the official work in the last two days. It was in moments like these, when I feel the absence of my mate deeply the world around me seemed to fade away, that I found solace in my work. But suddenly, as if struck by a bolt of lightning, a rush of happiness and a tingling sensation surged through my heart. I paused, my hand hovering above the papers on my desk, as I tried to make sense of the overwhelming emotions coursing through me. "What is this?" I whispered to myself, feeling a mix of confusion and excitement. It was a feeling unlike any other, and deep down, I knew what it meant. My mate, my other half, was near somewhere. Her presence was reaching out to me, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of joy at the thought of finally connecting wi

Adrian's POV Devika's confusion was evident as I led her to the room prepared for her. She glanced around, her brow furrowed, and finally spoke up, her voice laced with concern. "Adrian, why are we going to this room? Why not our room? And why do I have to stay in this corner of the house where no one comes? I don't understand." I took a deep breath, realizing that I owed her an explanation. Explanation about what the situation has been in the pack. The pack was going through a tumultuous time, and I wanted her to come back to not alert the imposter who now knows about the location of the magic stone. "Devika," I began, trying to find the right words to convey my intentions. I did not want her to misunderstand my intentions if she somehow sees me with her imposter. "I know it's been a long and difficult journey for you, to find your way back here after dismissing that motherfucker. But I am glad at the end you are here, sitting in front of me. I wanted nothing more than to have you

Devika's POV As the night wore on, hunger gnawed in my stomach. The events of the day had left me emotionally drained, and I needed to replenish my energy. With Adrian occupied in his office, I saw an opportunity to sneak into the kitchen and grab a bite to eat. However, I had to be cautious, knowing that the impostor could anytime appear from anywhere. Silently, I tiptoed through the dimly lit hallway, my senses on high alert. "Move fast, our room lights are off. She must have gone to sleep by now, no need to fear." Willow whispered annoyed by the growl of our stomach. Every creak of the floorboards seemed amplified, threatening to expose my presence. I reached the kitchen door and peeked inside, scanning the room for any signs of anyone. To my relief, the kitchen appeared empty. I cautiously entered, the soft glow of moonlight filtering through the window. I quickly made my way to the refrigerator, hoping to find something to satisfy my hunger. Just as I reached for a piece of f

Devica, the Luna of the pack, prowled silently through the dense underbrush of the forest. Her heightened senses were on high alert, the scent of her imposter lingering in the air. She had caught wind of the doppelgänger's deceitful intentions and was determined to uncover the truth. Moonlight filtered through the canopy above, casting ethereal beams of silver onto the forest floor. Devica's white fur blended seamlessly with the glow, granting her an otherworldly presence. With each step, her paws barely made a sound, her movements becoming an elegant dance with the night. As she neared the outskirts of the pack's territory, Devica caught a glimpse of her imposter, a sleek and cunning replica of herself, slipping through the shadows. She quickened her pace, her heart pounding in her chest. Her instincts urged her forward, determined to expose this impostor and protect her pack. Devica pursued her imposter relentlessly, her eyes never straying from the silhouette in the distance. The