Astrid’s POVUneasiness crept up my body at the seriousness and heaviness of how he said those words. The way he said it makes it seem like he is hinting at something else. Right now, I’m not ready for anything else. My wolf is sick, and I still have to find the cure; without that, I don’t even know how long I’m going to live. I don’t want to repeat the same pain that Drystan felt with his original mate. Other than that, I’m also not ready to enter into any kind of relationship. After getting out of a toxic relationship, my heart is still not ready to open up again. “Drystan,” I uttered his name to stop him from the next words he was about to say that I was not ready to hear yet. I’ve always wondered why he is being so nice to me. He had done me a lot of favors without getting anything in return. I’m just a huge liability to him, yet he always kept me by his side. I thought his actions were out of our friendship, but doubts shrouded my thoughts when he suddenly claimed my chil

Killian’s POVA deep, weary sigh escaped my lips as I stared down at the latest reports that never seemed to end from my Pack. Despite my relentless efforts day in and day out, the Silvermoon Pack seemed to be mired in an endless spiral of problems and setbacks. My brows furrowed in frustration as I ran my calloused hand through my hair. Every time I resolve one issue, two more will crop up and take its place. The finances were in disarray, our Pack military was dwindling, and tensions within the Pack were reaching a boiling point. No matter how hard I work and try to balance all things together, in the end, I can only do one thing at once. If only I could, I would slice my body in half so I could at least be more productive than I already am. My schedule is already hectic as it is. I’ve done nothing but work every single day, but my efforts never matched my results. My jaw tightened as I thought about the Nightsong Pack. While our Pack struggled, the Nightsong Pack is thriv

Giselle’s POVMy heart has been nothing but filled with pure, unadulterated joy in the past few days ever since Killian agreed to marry me and make me his Luna. I’ve waited for so long to have his approval. Finally, after the long wait and the long fight, the date is already set, and the invitations have been sent. I no longer have to wait in uncertainty, fearing that Luna's position is going to be given to someone else. The decision was already made, and the preparations have started already. There’s nothing else that can stop this from happening any more. An excited smile crossed my face as I looked through the selection of themes that we could go with for my wedding Seeing the beautiful themes, I couldn’t help but feel excited to get married already. I couldn’t wait to see all of these come to life. “I like this,” I pointed at the most luxurious and elegant theme in the selection. The events planner who is going to help me have my dream wedding smiled in response.

A FEW YEARS AGO…Giselle’s POVMy heart felt empty as I stumbled aimlessly through the dense, unfamiliar forest. Dried tears streaked my reddened, swollen face as my tears finally dried up from my endless crying. Still, my feet carried me forward, not knowing where it was taking me as my heart continued to ache in despair. I sniffed as I clutched my broken heart as I limped weakly across the forest, my eyes empty like a madman. I was just exiled from my own Pack, and I have nowhere to go. Alpha William, Killian’s father, gave a cruel decree to remove me as a member of the Silvermoon Pack. I am now a werewolf without a Pack to call home, turning me into a rogue. I’ve never done anything wrong or broken any rules of our Pack. My only fault was to fall in love with his son during the time when he still hadn’t even met his mate yet. Killian and I are high school sweethearts. We were so deeply in love that we were convinced we would turn out as mates in the future. When things

A FEW YEARS AGO…. At the Crimsonbane PackGiselle’s POVIt was by accident when I found out that Damien was secretly the Alpha of the Crimsonbane Pack. At that time, I was working as an omega at the Crimsonbane Pack’s Packhouse. As a newly adopted member, I needed to start low in the ranks. I was demoted to the lowest position. I had to clean around the Packhouse and do menial work as the Packhouse’s Omega. When I was living at the Silvermoon Pack, I was never treated as a servant. We are way higher than omegas and even above the average werewolves. You could say we are the Pack’s nobles without official titles. Since I was born into the Silvermoon Pack, I had my own privileges. However, I lost all of that when I was exiled and turned into a rogue. I could only say that I’m still lucky that I didn’t stay as a rogue for a long time. It would be much better to become a Packhouse’s omega than to be a lone rogue without any friends and without a pack that can provide for me. A