Adrian's POV The calm breeze embraced my body as I set foot into Moon Valley's territory.  The enormous packhouse filled my sight as I looked at it in admiration and longing. Yes, it was huge enough for me, Aria, and Aurora. They belong to this place. They deserved all the comfort that I bless them. Being one of the powerful alphas gave me such grandiosity of a home. Being me was not as simple as it is. A lot of responsibilities were on my shoulders and having this luxury was only enough for my fair wife and daughter.  I was away the whole day. The night sky seemed to fall deep into the whole of Moon Valley. Somehow, I missed home. I missed being with my two favorite girls, Aria and Aurora. I immediately went straight to the entrance and roamed my eyes around. Ant

Cassie’s POVI was still inside the restroom after Simon and I spent two hours together. I was spraying the special oil he had given me. This oil contains a spell that would hide away Simon's smell from my body.I had no choice but to connive with his schemes. It's the only way he'd let me stay as Aria for good. I admit that I wasn't careful enough that my cover was blown by him. Sly wolf. He's still as cunning as hell.He would've stopped me from doing this since he was too obsessed with me, but he didn't. He was enjoying the fact that I was able to make a fool out of Adrian. That two-faced bastard had the nerve to tell me that he granted me the right to do my scheme as long as I would still be his.I was getting impatient with the spray. Sometimes, it won't disperse the way I need it to, so I decided to use my palms and started to apply the oil evenly to my skin. I hated the feeling when the oil reached my skin. It's very sticky and has a strong odor that I only can smell. It smelle

Adrian’s POV“Can we now see him, doc?” I was praying so hard for him to say yes. Now that I know that Aria was in a stable condition, all I want is to see her. The pack doctor smiled. “Yes, alpha. But please, refrain from giving her unnecessary stress once she wakes up. She had a serious head injury. We didn’t want to add up to what her body was already going through. Ash and I looked at each other before nodding at the same time. “We’ll sure do. Thank you, doctor.” I offered my hand for a shake which the kind pack doctor accepted. And then, he excused himself and went back to assist other patients. After the doctor left, Ash stepped back and gestured for me to come into the room first. I gave him a smile of gratitude before turning the knob. My heart was throbbing really fast. Apart from the longing I felt, I was afraid I would act crazy once I saw her after the fall. Ash must have felt my hesitation so he tapped my shoulder, offering his support. Gathering the remaining amount o

Adrian’s POV This week had been a volley of curveballs. A few days ago, Aria had an accident that made her forget everything except for me. While still recovering from it, here I was waiting for the rest of the council to finally address all their questions about Luna’s situation. "Sir, here's the other mug you asked for." My thoughts were interrupted by an omega holding a cup of black, an aromatic drink I was very eager to sip. This had been my third cup since I arrived an hour ago yet I feel like I could have more. I could see the concern in Lori's eyes as she handed me the addicting concoction yet she didn't dare to stop me from taking it again. She was my secretary. "The last time you asked me to make more than one cup of coffee is the day you were chosen as your father’s heir. I could definitely tell you when you are stressed," Lori concluded. "You have no idea," I admitted while taking another sip of the dark liquid. Lori was like an older sister to me. I didn’t mind her

Lia’s POVTonight was the moment of truth. Some said a female werewolf can only achieve great things through her man. I was born into a society where a woman was only expected to be a wife and a mother. That they were nothing but a homemaker, a supporter, and unrecognized shadows behind every wolf.This evening, I would prove them wrong. I looked at myself in the mirror. For the succession ceremony, I chose to wear something bold. Something that would echo strength and independence. A color that would shout prominence and wit. In the sea of black and white, I chose to wear red. Red as the dawn, my floor-length gown had an asymmetric neckline. The high-slit design revealed the nakedness of my right leg yet the flowy, silken garment put an elegant contrast to it. I finished my look with a pair of black, platform shoes and a pair of golden threader earrings. As for my crowning glory, I decided to curl it a little for some accent while letting it flow through the air as I walked. "Yo