Sofia moved to the side, leaving me in the spotlight. Ignoring Zaria's disgruntled growls, I removed my mask to address the rowdy crowd. “Friends and allies from the Seven Seas, tonight is the night where the Moon Goddess graces us with her blessings.” Steady and strong, my voice boomed through the air. Gasps of astonishment and intake of breaths came from all around me. Without a doubt, everyone was surprised to see a female using an ability unique to Alpha males. But the shock wore off soon and whistles and cheers filled the air. “Beautiful, do you have a date?” “Your voice touched my heart. Your lyrics pulled on my heartstrings. If you’re up for it, I’m willing to make you my Luna!” “Did you create that song?” The sudden onslaught of questions made the melancholic atmosphere brought about our song abate a little. A strained snarl of ‘what the hell is she doing’ sounded from the Lycan Leader’s direction, making my lips twitch. My singing wasn’t part of the arrangement. He was p

**Idris*** I think I heard Saira say she would give me a chance. But I couldn’t be sure. When a person longed for something with desperation, they begin to hallucinate and dream about that desire coming true. I was more inclined to believe I was hallucinating. That way, it wouldn’t hurt as much when I got the confirmation that, yes, I was indeed having an auditory issue and wishing for the impossible. “Fuck, Idris. When did you become deaf? I heard it clearly. She said she would give us a chance!” Malko’s agitated growl exploded in my head with a force akin to the clap of thunder. I blinked, then narrowed my eyes on the she-wolf in my arms. She was staring at me with a small, almost innocent, smile. But the twinkle in her eyes made me realize she was laughing at me. Laughing at my foolish response to her words. My breath hitched. I hadn’t heard her wrong. She…she said she would give me a chance! Without conscious thought, I lifted her up in my arms again, until we were practical

**Caira** I felt the smile on my face stiffen. “Damn! Damn! Damn! What did that old geezer just say?” Isra was howling in my head. Her disbelief, outrage, and wrath mirrored my own. “He…he said…Idris would become the…Lycan King!” I hissed, my nails sinking into the flesh of my palm as I coldly stared at the Lycan. My heart was racing, the pump of blood pounding in my ears, as I fought to maintain my gentle mask that threatened to crumble. Idris Raed couldn’t become the Lycan King. I worked so hard, endured the nauseating touch of this bastard for so long…all to become the First Lycan Queen! Fuck! I even rejected my fated mate and acted as if he didn’t exist, when every single cell of my body screamed to be near him! For what? Definitely not to be the babysitter of this Clan and the showpiece of this bastard! I gritted my teeth and opened the link between my father and I. “Father! Do something! If Einas doesn’t become the Lycan King, you know what I can do…don’t you?” I snarled at

As Zaria zapped through the woods, I began to contemplate my situation. It was the full moon. The night of my 22nd birthday. This night, I should’ve been accepted by my mate. However, Einas Raed accepted, and by now, probably marked, Caira Mirza, as his chosen mate. Though I had a plan to get him back, Idris Raed’s reaction when the bomb blasted made me hesitate. He had been worried about me. Frantically searching for me. For the umpteenth time, I wondered why. Clearly, the Lycan Heir was everything I wanted in my soulmate. Gentle. Accommodating. And most importantly, supportive. So why did the Lycan Commander turn out to be my soulmate? The bastard didn’t like me. And if the absence of heartache was anything to go by, the connection between our souls grew even weaker than before. So weak, in fact, that I no longer felt anything at the sight of him and his chosen mate together. Slowly, but surely, our soul bond was fading. From every perspective, the chances of us coming togethe

“Sai, the usual drill?” Sofia asked, pulling me back to my senses. Zaria relinquished control enough for me to mind-link them. “Yes. Send the unconscious to the lab, and the rest for testing. We must make sure nothing happens to them.” “Hm.” Sofia nodded and turned to the girls. “Let’s get to work.” She hollered through the link, getting them to action. Again. I commanded her natural ability to take control of the situation. As their Alpha, all I had to do was give the order, and she saw to it that it got carried out. “We need to scour the perimeter.” Zaria reminded me. I gave the girls a few more instructions. After ensuring they didn’t need me, I said “Girls, the usual drill. Once clear, leave immediately.” “Yes, Alpha!” They chorused in unison and shifted into their human form, looking awfully like a squad of military soldiers. Tia, Bilia and Calla unstrapped the women and set water repellent balls around the water screen, while Sofia, Oma, and Zoya rolled them out to hand t