Carina's POV Restlessness gripped me, swirling in the depths of my thoughts like a tempest threatening to consume my sanity. I was truly going insane by the constant questions that bombarded my head. I had been left in the room, abandoned by unanswered questions about Nathan's intentions and the fact that I was a what, Lycan Apex? How was that even possible? This explains it. This explains everything. Why my father was on constant attacks, why I was banished, why I was able to attack Jude that way. It all began to make sense, but it didn't actually make sense. A Lycan Apex was a cursed breed of wolves according to history and it is generally believed that they cause havoc and when they get out of control, they can destroy as many things and wolves as possible. These wolves only exists once or twice in a hundred years. My mentals were messing me. I still couldn't believe it. I was a Lycan Apex. Ava.. “You wouldn't feel it. A wolf is not supposed to say if it is a Lycan Apex. You

Nathan's POV Nathan's POV Regret clung to me like a shadow, heavy and suffocating. The room echoed with silence, a stark reminder of my foolish choice of letting Carina leave. My wolf, Brain, usually a source of strength, whimpered within me. It was wounded, not physically, but in a way that ran deeper. Carina, our mate, was gone, and the bond between us ached with her absence. How could I have betrayed her trust? My duty as an Alpha was not just to the pack but to her, and I had failed miserably. Was I becoming too soft? I am the most feared Alpha in the Werewolf kingdom. Why would I allow one single female encroach my heart an let me feel bad? That was totally fucked up! Dexter revelled in her departure. His loyalty wavered between me and the power vacuum her exit created. His satisfaction at her absence grated against my inner turmoil, creating a dissonance that mirrored the chaos of our pack. “Alpha, it's time.” His voice echoed in my empty room. “I'll be with you. Make

Author's POV Alpha Black's, sinister laughter echoed through the desolate battleground. The scene before Nathan was a nightmare – his pack defeated, warriors dead or gone, Dexter held hostage, and his Selene, a fucking traitor. This was not part of the plan! His heart bled. "Well, well, Nathan. It seems fate has dealt you a cruel hand," Alpha Black sneered, circling Nathan with a predatory gaze. "Your father, now him, and soon, you." Nathan's eyes burned with fury. "You won't get away with this. Where is my mother?" He screamed out in anger, but he remained in his position. Behind him were over a hundred warriors. He knew he probably stood no chance! Alpha Black chuckled, his voice dripping with malicious delight. "Impatient as always. Patience, young Alpha. All in good time." Nathan couldn't hold back. He roared, "Enough games! Tell me where the fuck my mother is it I will bulge out your eyes!" "Ah, the joys of power. The desperation in your voice, the helplessness in your eye