The rising tension in the room grew stronger with each passing second because of a particular crisis. And in front of the pack leader of Rojo La Luna was a man kneeling with a desperate plea for answers."How come you let her go?" His baritone voice echoes in every corner of the room. While the leader, with a grave countenance, glowered at him without humor. No one should ever challenge his decision. "I can't keep something that wants to leave, Kairo," the chief quickly said, and as his hand waved in the wind, signaling the dismissal of the case, two men approached, each holding Kairo's arm, preparing to take him out."What about my sister? What will happen to Calixta if Aria finds out?" Kairo yelled as he was carried out of the office. The chief took his lighter from his pocket, lighted a cigar, and began spewing smoke like there was no tomorrow. His eyes were as icy and black as the night, veins visible in every movement of his hand.The woman's face, solely carved in his memory,

Aria's POV The pack was busier than usual. Following Alpha Luke's proclamation of the forthcoming battle against Rojo La Luna, everyone prepared their shelters or weapons. While I just stood on the balcony of my room, watching each shifter's panic rise. I am not afraid of the conflict, but I am concerned about the lives of the defenseless. Children lack the strength to fight. The secret lair had not yet been completed. Even the laser monitor on the frontier has yet to be reattached. Once the fight is pushed through, both sides will suffer a setback. 'You already did your part, Aria,' Kaia utters. It wasn't enough. I wasn't able to convince Mysha. She doesn't want mom and dad to face the problem that they made. She wants to involve everyone. It’s not right. I sighed, hands on the rails and eyes on the sky. The blue canvas was still tranquil as ever, while life on Earth was fraught with violence and chaos. Werewolves were meant to support their kind, unlike what is occurring now tha

Aria's POVThe earth was covered in a thick white veil, with grey smoke outlining the horizon. The winter snow was in full burst following the hailstorm last night, which consoled me from all the hot turmoil of the day. Amidst the peaceful afternoon, a loud siren blast and resonates over the entire place.It was an attack alarm.The enemy must have crossed the border. And they'll surely be in the packhouse any minute now.Yet, I remained perched on the balcony, watching the male and she-wolves make their way to the northern border, where the alarm was wailing.I leisurely sipped my coffee while witnessing Alpha Luke and some of the officials follow the trails of the previous warrior. They are in a hurry. But I doubt Milan will deal with them. With Calixta inside the pack, disguising herself as a Crescentius member, she'll be the first to carry the plan.'Are you going to help them?' Kaia wondered.I will.The teacup made its way to the glass table, followed by the clicking of bones an

Aria's POV Mysha, I’m sorry.Leaving Crescentius the second time around was harder and more painful than it was the first time. My heart feels heavy and down. Perhaps, it is because I know my exile is solely my fault. This time, my mistake was glaringly obvious, making me totally aware of it.After the crisis, it took me a few hours to understand every poor decision I had made—that addressing an issue alone would take longer than doing it with a companion—that trust and honesty should be valued when facing difficulties. I was wrong to think I could handle the situation against Rojo La Luna. Just look where it takes me.In my attempt to keep everything a secret, the disclosures were too hard to bear, leaving us all in ruins."Let's go, Aria," Nicholas said, tapping my shoulder.I averted my attention from the pack house and heaved a sigh before following Nicholas to his car. It never dawned on me that the time would come when I had to set foot in Red Moon again. After leaving that pla

Aria's POV "You killed my husband!"Lumina is yelling, looking like an insane woman, as she chokes me. It gradually got hard to breathe, as if my heart no longer pumped air to my lungs, resulting in a loss of oxygen. Her grip on my neck tightens with each passing second."Get off me!" I struggled to speak.We were talking casually earlier when she suddenly attacked me, ranting and shouting about his husband's death, which I know nothing about. Her calm exterior suddenly turned feral— deceiving me.Lumina was the opposite of what I imagined she would be—kind and good. Her soul is filled with rage and resentment towards the man who murdered her mate, which is not me. But she heaped her anger on me, putting the smile into confusion and peace into outrage."What the heck, Lumina!"I was gasping for oxygen as Nicholas freed me from Lumina's grip. There was no longer a hand on my neck, but I could still feel something on it, perhaps a mark from her nails.I didn't come here to be strangled