Bruno’s P.O.VThe next morning, I set out on my journey to the Silvermoon Pack, eager to visit my friend, Alpha Lucas. He had invited me weeks ago, saying he needed to discuss something important with me.Lucas has been my only friend since we were kids. Our fathers were friends, and when they passed away, we found solace in each other. Lucas and his father visited our pack years ago, and when we found out we both lacked mothers, we bonded instantly. Our friendship grew on trust, loyalty, and a shared understanding of the responsibilities that came with being Alphas. Lucas was a man of honor, always dedicated to his pack. I knew I could rely on him for advice on pack matters.As we continued our journey, things took an unexpected turn. The peaceful atmosphere shattered as tires screeched and metal crashed. I looked out the window and saw a pack of wolves emerging from the shadows, filled with malice in their eyes.Before we could react, the air filled with growls and snarls, accompani

Linda’s P.O.VAs I felt the nylon bag tighten around my head, panic surged through my entire being. I struggled, gasping for air, desperately clawing at the bag to free myself. Fear consumed me, and I could hear my heart pounding in my ears.Just as I was about to pass out, I felt the nylon bag being yanked off my head. I fell to the ground, gasping for breath, and looked up to see two men fighting. I couldn’t tell which man saved me and which was my attacker.Suddenly, one of the men ran off and the other rushed to my side. I flinched and stood up, grabbing a stick when he knelt beside me."Who are you?" I asked, my voice shaky and my breath heavy from fear, pointing the stick at him."Luna, are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?" he asked. "I was assigned to protect you.""Protect me? Who assigned you to protect me?" I asked, confusion evident in my voice."The gamma, your highness," he replied."Marcel? Why would Marcel assign you to protect me?" I asked."I don't know all the detail

Bruno’s P.O.VI left the mansion with Marcel, the rogue, and a few guards, heading towards the first hideout of the rogues.Once we arrived there, we parked our vehicles and rubbed sage on ourselves to mask our scents. We walked into the forest where the hideout was located. The forest housed the abandoned warehouse where the rogues sought refuge. We positioned ourselves in different hiding spots to avoid being detected while staying close enough to eavesdrop on conversations."Steve, it's Mark. I'm here," Mark's voice echoed.He came out from the warehouse, shaking his head, "They're not here. Looks like they abandoned the place."I signaled to one of the guards to go in and search the warehouse, but they found no one inside. However, one of the guards handed me a gold chain necklace with a half-moon pendant. I looked at the necklace and it felt familiar, but I couldn't recall where I'd seen it before. I pocketed it and said, "Let's go to the second hideout."As we drove to the secon

Bruno’s p.o.vMy blood boiled at the mention of Lucas's name. Anger surged through me, and I couldn't control my fists as they landed punches on his face for daring to lie to me.“You filthy mutt, you expect me to believe such jargon. How dare you play these silly games with me,” I bellowed, my voice echoing through the forest with rage.I looked at Marcel and said, “Kill her.”“I swear alpha, I’m not lying. Alpha Lucas is the one behind the attacks. He personally came with his guards in search of rogues in the forest. When he found me, he spoke about how your father refused to give his father a piece of land to enlarge his pack despite being close friends and how he wants to take everything from you instead because your father was a heartless and wicked man who didn’t deserve anything good. He told me to gather more rogues and form an army, he promised us a place and positions in the new bigger pack he would form when he claims your pack. I have proof please, I have proof,” he said d

Linda’s P.O.VMy insides froze as those words reached my ears: "If I were the woman who birthed her." Everything started spinning, and my stomach churned with sickness. I rushed to the bathroom, tears blurring my vision. "No, no, not again," I said, feeling broken and unable to handle any more pain.How could my mother not be my birth mother? How was that even possible?"Who is my birth mother then? What happened to her?" I wondered, sobbing loudly."Oh, moon goddess, please stop messing with me already," I pleaded, my hands clasped together as I looked up at the ceiling.I curled up on the floor and cried my eyes out until I eventually fell asleep.The next morning, I felt someone shaking me, but I couldn't move. My body ached all over. I heard distant shouting, but it sounded faint and far away. I tried to open my eyes, but the harsh sunlight stung, so I closed them again.Moments later, I felt myself being lifted from the floor and placed on the bed. The sheets covered me, and a we