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Chapter 150; surge of power

Mrs Alanna coughed, blood trickling down the side of her forehead. "Holy— Talia, you—"I grabbed Mira and hauled her to her feet. "Everyone out! Now!"Chaos erupted.Omegas scrambled, dragging each other outside. Wooden beams groaned, metal popped under heat, alarms blared. Flames clawed along the ceiling, hungry and alive.I guided Mira out the back door, pushing her into Mrs Alanna's arms. "Get them to the infirmary. Make sure everyone's accounted for.""What about you?" Mrs Alanna demanded."I'll be right behind you."It was a lie.She knew it.Her jaw clenched as she searched my face. She didn't push, she trusted me, and that trust felt heavier than the smoke choking my lungs.The moment she turned away, I sprinted back into the inferno.Heat slammed into me immediately, blistering and vicious. I covered my mouth with my shirt and climbed over debris toward the gas switch on the far wall.The floor burned through my boots, but stopping wasn't an option. I needed to keep going, des

Última actualización : 2025-12-08

Chapter 151: you could’ve died

Talia’s POVThe ride back home was suffocatingly silent. Cassian sat rigid in the driver's seat, shoulders coiled like springs, while Mrs. Alanna and Nicole sat quietly in the back.Cassian was mad at me. I felt it through the mate bond. It was sharp, hot, like static prickling beneath my skin. It showed in the way his hand strangled the steering wheel and how his jaw locked hard enough to crack."Why are you mad at me?" I finally asked, my voice barely above a whisper. I couldn't take the tense silence any longer. He didn't respond. The only sound was the hum of the tires eating the asphalt. I leaned back, forcing myself to accept the silence—when his voice finally cut through it."The first thing you should've done was get out of there, Talia." His voice was low, shaking—not just with anger.I swallowed. "Get out and leave the Omegas? I had a duty to uphold, Cassian.""A duty to die?!"I snapped my gaze to him, disbelief rolling through me. He was angry that I protected members of

Última actualización : 2025-12-09

Chapter 152: what the hell woke your powers?

Talia's POV "Wait—Talia." Mrs. Alanna's voice halted me just as I reached the hallway. I turned, and her expression instantly shifted. Her eyes widened—first at my face, then lower. Confused, I followed her gaze and froze. The mark. The one carved into my skin during the Luna trial—was glowing. Soft but unmistakable, like embers breathing beneath flesh. My breath caught. Slowly, instinctively, I tugged my shirt higher to cover it. Not out of fear. Fear wasn't what curled in my stomach. Uncertainty was. "I—" Mrs. Alanna blinked, gathering herself. "I just needed to make sure you were alright." Her voice softened, threaded with something gentle. Familiar. Comforting. The kind of warmth that settled in the bones—the kind a mother might give. A warmth I hadn't felt in a very long time. "I'm fine, Mrs. Alanna," I replied, offering a small smile. "If anything, I should be the one worrying about you. You were bleeding." She waved it off, casual—too casual. "It's mostly healed. I'll

Última actualización : 2025-12-10

Chapter 153: dark hair

What the hell awoke my powers? A very good question, one I'd desperately like an answer to. It was about time I actually opened the book Cassian had given me. If I was going to protect the omegas—and fight the Council—I needed more than instincts and bursts of uncontrolled moonlight. I needed knowledge. Answers. Truth. I needed control. The book was older than any I had seen—softened leather, torn spine, pages that smelled like dust, secrets, and trauma that definitely did not receive therapy. The title was gone entirely, like even the ink had been too afraid to remain associated with it. I tucked it under my arm and made my way to the pack house library. I expected whispers—stares—something. News travelled fast in packs; fear travelled even faster. But the halls were calm, eerily so. No lingering glances. No hushed gossip. No one pretending not to stare while very clearly staring. Just... normal. Cassian called it "damage control," which, translated from Cassian-language, mea

Última actualización : 2025-12-10

Chapter 154: a luna to protect.

Nicole’s POVI opened the mailbox, already expecting it to be empty—but the disappointment still hit hard.Nothing. No letter. No response. Just silence.I exhaled sharply and shut it."You look like someone kicked your puppy."I turned. Talia was watching me with one brow raised, those deep green eyes studying me like she could peel the truth right out of my skull."Didn't sense you coming," I muttered. "You masking your presence now?"Her brows pinched. "How do I even do that?""Never mind."I started towards the pack house. She followed, her warm, steady aura brushing against my anxiety and irritatingly—comfortingly—softening it. I'd felt wound tight for months, maybe the entire year, but being around her... steadied me."Nicole." She stepped in front of me, placing both hands on my shoulders. "Something's up with you. Want to talk about it?"Her voice.Her eyes.The gentle warmth that shouldn't have been possible in someone who'd been hunted, tried, nearly burned alive.No one had

Última actualización : 2025-12-11

Chapter 155: flickering aura

Talia's POVThe man standing across from me was... intimidating, to say the least. He was tall, broad, muscular in the way a wall is muscular. A thick beard framed his jaw, and tattoos coiled down his arms like inked serpents. He was completely bald, which somehow made him look even more dangerous.Nicole called him "your new trainer." I called him unnecessarily built. And I cursed Nicole... and my dear mate Cassian for agreeing to this. I tightened my grip on the makeshift practice staff Nicole shoved into my hands. My knuckles were so white they buzzed. The training grounds were silent except for the rustle of wind through the trees.He just stood there, solid and unbothered."Come at me," he said, voice deep enough to rumble in my ribcage.That was it. No instructions. No warm-up. No introduction.I charged.My feet pounded the dirt. He didn't move, didn't blink—just watched me like he was studying a puzzle. Annoying.I swung the staff.He caught it effortlessly, his face stoic, u

Última actualización : 2025-12-11

Chapter 156: it’s time we push harder.

Cassian's POVThe room was so silent I could hear the tick... tick... tick of the wall clock drilling into the back of my skull.My unit commanders sat stiffly before me, shoulders squared, heads bowed, each man processing the news I'd just dropped on them. They thought we'd dodged war with Alpha Serena—thought peace was finally settling over the pack like a damn blanket.But peace wasn't real. Not now. Not with the council's betrayal simmering under our roofs."Can we know exactly who we're up against?" Damien—a trusted Commander of my father's—asked. His bald head gleamed beneath the overhead light, but the steel in his voice was familiar. He was a good man. Loyal.But I shook my head."No, you can't," I said, folding my arms as I turned toward the window. "Right now, consider this a warning—a heads-up. I'm handling the situation to minimise bloodshed, but understand this..."My gaze drifted to the warriors outside, training hard, unaware that the ground beneath their feet was begin

Última actualización : 2025-12-12

Chapter 157: Alpha Diana

By the time I finished explaining the situation to Damien, his fists were clenched so tightly the veins in his forearms bulged. His eyes—usually calm, calculating—held a storm I'd rarely seen break loose in him."They really plan to take out the Luna," he muttered, almost to himself. The disbelief in his voice was subtle, but the anger beneath it wasn't. I nodded once, grim and controlled."They do," I confirmed. "And we're keeping it under wraps for as long as possible. Right now, the council has no idea we're onto them, and I plan to keep it that way until we take them out.""Element of surprise," he added, jaw tight."Exactly."Silence settled over the room—heavy, tense, pulsing with the weight of what we were about to walk into. The ticking of the clock drilled into the walls like quiet gunfire. Outside the window, warriors trained under the sun, unaware of the war brewing beneath their feet.After a moment, I broke the silence."Do you like Talia?"His head snapped up so fast it

Última actualización : 2025-12-12

Chapter 158: orphanage

Talia's POVThe orphanage looked nothing like I had expected.It wasn't gloomy or sad — not in the way I'd imagined from the stories the pack rumors spun. The walls were painted in soft yellows and blues, the windows wide open to let in sunlight, and the scent of fresh-baked bread lingered faintly, mingling with the faint tang of disinfectant.Nicole carried the crate of supplies, walking beside me, while I scanned the room. A few kids were running around the small courtyard, laughing, chasing each other with reckless abandon. One of them froze the moment he saw me. Milo.I remembered him from pup training day — a small, wiry boy with bright eyes that seemed far too perceptive for his age. He had stayed glued to my side that day, shy but fearless in his curiosity. Now, he was rushing toward me, clutching the edge of my jacket like it was a lifeline."Talia!" he called, voice high and insistent. "You came! Don't leave again, okay?"I crouched down to his level, smiling. "I'm here. I'm

Última actualización : 2025-12-12

Chapter 159: whisper

Cassian's POVThe orphanage came into view just as the sun dipped lower in the sky, washing the building in soft gold. From the outside, it looked peaceful—warm even. Bright murals painted along the walls, children's laughter drifting faintly through open windows.It should've calmed me.Instead, the moment I stepped out of the car, my wolf stirred uneasily beneath my skin.Something was wrong.I paused at the gate, keys still in my hand, scanning the grounds. The scent of children, bread, cleaning supplies—normal. It was familiar, safe. But threaded beneath it was something else. Something thin and sharp, like static before lightning strikes.Then I heard it.'—Cassian.'I froze.It wasn't loud. It wasn't even clear. It was just a whisper brushing the edge of my mind, intimate and invasive, like someone leaning close enough to breathe my name against my ear.I turned sharply.There was no one.The courtyard was empty except for a caretaker sweeping near the entrance. No warriors. No

Última actualización : 2025-12-13

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