Calem X Serena Novels & Stories

"You really think the Alpha has time for something as hopeless as you? He's with Luna Cassandra, planning the expansion of the pack! Get lost before we have to drag you away!" The grip on my shoulder tightened painfully, crushing my still-healing body. "Take your hand off me!" I snapped, fighting against the Beta's strength. Suddenly, a shiny modern silver car pulled up, with Damon driving and Cassandra looking victorious and jealous beside him. The windows were rolled down. Cassandra's eyes narrowed as she said, "Damon, look! It is the poor Omega! I guess she is still obsessed with you even after all this time." Damon turned to me. His face was cold, and fishy. The sight of him, the memory

“A prophecy? You’d like us to think that? You’re no alpha’s mate. Only a true luna can be our leader, not some rogue who has delivered death to our door.” Serena’s eyes flashed to mine, and I saw the pain in them, the remnant of every rejection she’d suffered. I could not stay quiet anymore. I sat down next to her, our hands touching, the touch of skin grounding us both. “She’s my mate,” I announced loudly. “Serena is my destined luna favored by the Moon Goddess. I marry her, here and now, before you all.”

There was Damien, naked in bed with my stepsister, Lila, the sight hit me like a physical blow, turning my world upside down in a single second. Lila's fear vanished, replaced by a nasty grin. She stopped hiding and rested her head on Damien's chest. They both looked right through me, acting as if I weren't even standing there. "Serena," he said calmly, as if I had interrupted one of his business calls. "Don't make this dramatic." Dramatic!!! "We've been unhappy for a while," he continued. "You were always in the way. Lila understands what it means to be a wife. I stayed because you made things convenient."

If I had my Wolf I would have mind-linked him. Caleb was my best friend and the only man I had a romantic connection with. We’ve been through thick and thin because of our rank as Omegas. We had agreed to be in a romantic relationship when I turned 18, and we had just a month before my 18th birthday. But all this won't happen. The beautiful life I had planned with Caleb won't happen because of my father’s mistake. I clutched onto the pillow on the bed, my tears gushing down with each second that passed by, soaking the pillow and mattress. Sadness enveloped my body and it felt like the happy side of me just faded away.

The fire whispered, a lullaby of rage and power, promising that this was only the beginning. Serena stepped back, blending into the shadow of the nearest oak. Damien’s figure loomed on the horizon, a distant, unknowable force—her future tether, a reminder of what had been stolen, a challenge to reclaim. Lucia, rattled, stumbled to regain composure, but Serena did not give her the satisfaction of immediate recognition. She was the unseen storm now, the living ember that refused to die.

Dylan spoke up while Jeremy threw daggers with his eyes. Wait! Was I going to be engaged to the group clown? Who the fuck takes the fiancée of a clown seriously??? “SERENA???!” I heard someone yell my name, snapping me back to the present.

We say our goodbyes and I hang up, slouching back in my seat. The doors open and Azreal walks in. He pauses, “why do I feel like I interrupted something important.” Serena, the phenomenal actress she is, sits up and waltzes over to him. “Oh our reverend Alpha, nothing that you would like to hear,” she pats his shoulder and gives me a wink, picking up her shoes and exiting the garden. He raises an eyebrow and sits in the chair she was sitting in. “What did you do today?” “I met Kalen’s mate and his son. I didn’t even know he had a mate, let alone a son.”

It didn’t like Caleb’s tone, his smug face and definitely not his eyes on Seraya. “Easy there, easy,” Caleb said with a chuckle, raising both hands. “I’m not here to start a fight. I just came to say congratulations on your mating ceremony.” He looked between me and Seraya, his eyes lingering too long on her, and that made my hand curl into a fist. “I didn’t expect to walk in and meet such tension, though,” he added with a small laugh. “What did you do to offend her, huh?”

Serena and I locked eyes, both of us letting out an icy huff of disdain. I was about to walk away when Calder, finally free from the enchantment, broke through the magical barrier with a forceful palm and roared, "You were with him all along, weren't you, Serena? Did you conspire with him to make a fool of me, to disgrace the Celestial Realm?" Serena said nothing. With a swift motion, she whipped out the Crimson Whip, coiling it tightly around Calder's throat. "Conspire? If we had, would we have battled at Green Lake for three days and nights? And as for our previous life..."

Pack members came to offer condolences, leaving tokens and gifts, though each gesture felt like a reminder of Serena’s absence rather than a balm to their grief. Serena’s sisters, **Elara** and **Maeve**, were inconsolable. Elara, always fiery and bold, struggled to contain her anger and took to the training grounds pushing herself to exhaustion as if she could channel her pain into strength. Her eyes constantly scanned the horizon, waiting for any sign of her sister’s return. Maeve, quieter and gentler, retreated into herself, her eyes dull with sorrow withdrew entirely, a shadow of her former self, her bright laughter replaced by a haunting silence. The loss of her older sister took a toll