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I told him to drop it. I was wrong. The office door flew open before I could answer. Ella. Blonde, green-eyed, dressed in Luna-blue that matched the banners in the great hall. She’d been training for this position since we were pups. Her father was one of my father’s oldest allies. And she hated Hazel with a purity that could curdle blood. “Alpha,” she said, sweet as arsenic. “The pack is talking.” Dominic stood, a silent wall. “Lady Ella. This is not—”

, but it was still dark, so Ella led Alpha Atlas to the drawing room and brewed two cups of coffee, as she had a good head ache after getting attacked by Alpha Felix and Beta Leon. Ella handed over one of the coffee mugs to Alpha Atlas. She said while sipping the coffee, “Moon Goddess always saves me from any sort of trouble that I come across. I am an ardent believer in the Moon Goddess, just like the werewolves, although I am a human.” Ella broke the silence.

I do my best to focus on my family hoping to enjoy our feast with not just our packs, but Silver Moon and New Moon present. “Yeah right, Ella, they only tolerate her. I doubt she really killed all those vampires; she is nothing but a young pathetic girl playing at being Alpha; I am sure it was all Alpha Osric,” Ellie’s nasally voice corrects her sister, making me grow tense. I go to stand when I feel someone’s hand on my shoulder, I look up to see Ares shaking his head. “Seriously Ellie, I know you don’t like Alpha Raven, but you need to respect her in front of her mates and the warriors,” Ella’s voice comes out as a meek whimper, noticing the growling around her.

The Duchess poured herself a cup of tea, raised the cup to her lips and took a sip. “The weather is very nice today, it’s just right for you to go out for a walk, Gabriella.” She looked at Ella, giving all her attention to her. Ella nodded, but her eyes were filled with boundless guilt. The one who should be taking care of the Duchess should be her daughter. Not an alien-like you. Everything has to go back to a month ago when she was still Ella Gerald living in a small city in California. Ella Gerald is just one of the eight billion people on the planet called earth. She lives a closed life and rarely interacts with people around her.

The only thing holding his family back from being thrown into disgrace was Ella. She was deeply loved by Victor, made his mate, and officially crowned as Luna. Thanks to Ella's status, Edmund could at least still maintain a respectable appearance amidst the pack's throngs. However, his daughter, who seemed to have a heart of gold, continued to shed tears over the fates of Edgar and Alice. "Father, please, mobilize more warriors to track Edgar down and bring him back home," Ella pleaded the other day. Her round eyes were puffy, and her slender fingers clutched Edmund's arm desperately.

Ella had already returned back to the house; she heard about what happened to Kayla, and she couldn't believe it, so she decided to return home and also help with taking care of Aurora because she knows Kayla would never leave Aurora like that, which makes it obvious that something might have happened to Kayla, or she would definitely come back for her daughter. She and Nyx still don't get along well because Ella thinks she is just a very desperate leech who is trying her best to get something that does not belong to her; even if it means getting dirty, she's ready to do it. Ella hated so much that she didn't know when to stop. ******

Ella asked rushing up to her. She switched off the shower and raised Elsa up. "if they had gone with my capture plan maybe someone would be dead now." Elsa said in tears. Ella handed over the towel to Elsa and she wore it. "Hey babe you were right, someone needed to stand up and tell Sharon that not villains should be killed, we are heroes, we need to try and convince our enemies to make a change, it's when they done want that change we do it the other way." Ella said as they walked out.

The moon goddess herself didn’t hold a flame in my life compared to Ella. For the first several months I pictured her telling me she just wasn’t interested in this lifestyle. Hell I would have understood that. I am not a merciful man. Being the alpha to the notorious Haven pack is not for the weak minded. I am ruthless and cruel at times but do what I must to ensure the safety of my members. What Ella does next shatters my composure. Her tiny 5’4” body gets on her knees and she starts sobbing.

It wasn’t power. It wasn’t sacrifice. It was the refusal to lose herself, even when the world demanded everything. She rose, battered but unbowed, as the world shattered around her. And through the broken sky, she saw her reflection, fire and memory and pain, but also hope. She was not a goddess. She was not just a survivor. She was Elara, queen of the fractured realms. And the future, for the first time, was hers to claim.

Their attention now on Ella. Ella fidgeted a bit trying to recall the vows she had received earlier. Even though her mind was screaming at her not to go through with what she was thinking off, her heart seemed to be fixated and she followed her heart. She gulped, gulping down her freedom and a chance at a decent life away from all the abuse she had endured till now. Ella’s eyes danced around the crowd looking for Jana. Upon finding her, she saw her smile and nod, the nod made Ella smile as she knew she had one friend she could count on.