ELIJAH“Two attacks on Rena. One at the exhibition, the other at the Mountain Cross Pack train station. Both are connected since the assassins tried to hurt her belly.” I say as I stare out the window, the sun disappearing behind a thick layer of gray clouds, mirroring the storm brewing inside me. Since leaving the Moonlight Pack, I haven't slept, haven't stopped digging for answers. My only hope was the Silver Club, a secret network reserved for elite Alphas. It is run by the High Council and the Alpha king. It took years to gain access, years to prove myself worthy. All that hardwork has paid off as now I can gain all the information from the Club network. There’s no information the Silver Club does not have. "Couldn't this investigation wait for the office?" Joshua asks from the couch, his eyes glued to the data I meticulously gathered."I needed to fake sickness to fool a certain someone," I reply, my voice tight. Joshua understands. "Man," he chuckles, "you almost had me conv

ELIJAHA flash of movement catches my eye, and I whip my head left to see Sophia, Irene's wolf, running beside me. Her dark charcoal fur stands out against the green backdrop of the forest. "Thought you might need a little back-up," Irene's voice rings clearly through the mind-link.Joshua's voice joins in, overriding Irene's. "We're here to protect our Luna too." I glance at Maxwell on my right, racing alongside us. Their concern for Rena warms me – she truly has a way of drawing people in with her kindness."Alright then," I say, resolve hardening in my chest. "Let's go kick some ass."With our enhanced wolf speed, we cover miles in a short time. The sound of our pounding paws echoes through the trees as we near the Moonlight Pack territory.An hour later, I stare down at the scene before me – ten bodies lie unmoving on the forest floor, faces contorted with blood. Theon wasn't bluffing. He had ten men positioned near the Moonlight Pack border, hidden and waiting for a chance to st

ELIJAHA jolt rips through me. The Iron Claw Pack? Fuck, no!"Easy now," Rowan smirks. "You stay Alpha, but like a… what's the word?" He furrows his brow in mock thought. "Ah yes, a puppet Alpha." My chest tightens.Rowan leans back, a sinister glint in his eyes. "Basically, you dance to my tune. Any changes I’ll demand, anything I need from the pack – you follow my orders. Disobey, and you lose the Alpha title completely. Faster than you can say ‘rogue’" His aura turns icy. "Think carefully, Elijah."My head spins. Since childhood, my eyes have been set on the Iron Claw Pack – a pack rivaling a king's power. It was my goal, the reason I pushed myself to the limit, surviving every poisoning attempt by my own family. This fight with Theon, it's all to protect that dream."So?" Rowan's voice cuts through the fog. "Deal or no deal?"Silence stretches, thick and heavy. My body's frozen, my voice stuck in my throat. The Pack or Rena?Rowan sighs, downing his drink in one go. The glass slam

ELIJAHPain rips through me with every step towards the maternity ward. Reaching Rena, my heart pounds as I find her sleeping peacefully. But there’s a figure in the attire of a nurse by the bassinet - Nixie. Her hand inches closer to my pup. "Don't you dare," I growl. She whirls around, eyes widening in shock. "You!" she snarls back, venom dripping from her voice.I knew she’d be here. I ignored the doctor’s recovery orders, shifted, and let Rolf run like hell to get here. Infiltration in the hospital was easy. I just put on a surgical mask, stole some doctor's coat. Thank the moons I made it in time. I stalk towards her, the coat billowing. Her face drains of color, mirroring the white coat. "Listen close," I hiss, voice low and dangerous. "We're leaving quietly. Any funny business, and I’ll kill you.” Nixie's glare is pure defiance, but she doesn't fight back when I grab her wrist and drag her towards the door. She knows I mean it. Warmth floods my chest as I glance at the peace

VERENAFour years later…The heavy oak doors groan open, shattering the orphanage's peace. A furious woman in her fifties storms in, her face twisted in rage. "What is this intrusion, Luna Verena?" she roars. "This is my orphanage, you can't just waltz in here!"I meet her gaze, my own turning icy. "Lower your voice, Warden Susan. I am the Luna of the Moonlight Pack." My voice booms with authority, silencing her. “I have received disturbing reports about the treatment of omega children in your care. Rumors of mistreatment and…worse.” Panic flickers in the warden's eyes, replacing her anger. "Lies!" she sputters, voice cracking. "I'd never hurt a single hair on their heads! I love them all dearly."My gaze darts to a young girl cowering behind me, her body shaking. She peeks nervously between me and the warden, the source of the whispers. “Apparently, this girl has a different story to tell,” I say, my voice softens for her. "Right, Mazie?"The girl flinches, but a spark of defiance ig