LORCAN’S POV“Don’t you think you should go there and bring Luna back if you want to protect the pack?” Reagan asked me after he was finally fed up with me.I was not ignoring my mate, neither I plan to stay here. I want to go there and bring her back, I received a call from Adrian few hours ago and he informed me that Fedora is staying with them for the time being, but his voice held disappointment. I was relieved that he informed me but I was also aggrieved with the fact that she left just like that without informing me or anyone else despite knowing that the rogues are planning something against us. Something must have happened that have pushed us so far that she left the pack but I can’t think of anything except what I did there in forest.But even if she wanted to leave then she would have a long time ago. After asking around I know nothing happened at the pack hospital, neither at the construction site which looked remarkable. Given the fact that there resources were stolen, the
FEDORA’S POVAs I settled back into life within my old pack, I couldn't help but notice the changes that had taken place during my absence. The most notable change was the transformation of my best friend, Caroline, into a more active and engaged Luna. She had taken on her responsibilities with fervor, striving to make positive changes for both the pack and its members.Caroline and I had always shared a strong bond, and now that bond was being put to the test in a new way. I admired her dedication and her willingness to adapt and grow into her role. She had stepped into her position with grace, using her influence to benefit the pack as a whole. It warmed my heart to see her flourish as a leader.One thing that stood out to me was her relationship with Adrian, the Alpha. Their partnership was a breath of fresh air in a world where traditional power dynamics often dominated. They worked as equals, supporting each other's decisions and collaborating to ensure the pack's well-being. Adr
FEDORA’S POV"He's right," our conversation was abruptly interrupted by our father, his voice carrying a mix of concern and urgency."You should go there and talk to him," he suggested, his words tinged with a hint of persuasion."Go there? Are you serious? I'll talk to him when I'm ready, but until then, please don't push me," I declared, my voice firm but tinged with the weight of my emotions."Fedora, you're being unreasonable," my father countered, his frustration evident in his tone."I'm being sensible and practical. I'll speak to him when I feel prepared. And until that moment comes, I ask that no one discuss anything about Lorcan, and that includes you," I asserted, casting a pointed look towards my brother.It was baffling to me that even after everything that had transpired, they were both still inclined to maintain contact with him. It was as if they didn't fully comprehend the depth of his betrayal, the wounds he had inflicted.The knowledge that they might not take approp
FEDORA’S POVMy father's words had echoed incessantly in my mind during this time, like an incessant drumbeat pushing me towards an inevitable conclusion. It had become clear that closure was necessary, that I needed to put an end to everything once and for all.The deal we had entered was now null and void, a fractured promise that crumbled under the weight of deceit and betrayal. As for my pregnancy, that was a conversation that would have to be saved for a different time, a time when the storm inside me had settled and I could face it head-on.Today held a significant appointment—one that filled me with both anticipation and anxiety. It was with one of my closest friends, a trusted confidante who would help me navigate the uncertainties surrounding my pregnancy. This appointment would provide me with a glimpse into how far along I was and whether the baby was developing as it should.Despite my best efforts to compartmentalize my thoughts, there were certain things that remained un
FEDORA'S POV"Did you just declare that you're going to divorce him?" My father stormed into my room, his expression etched with anger and disappointment. It was evident that he had overheard my conversation, though he likely didn't realize the full context of it."Yes, Dad," I affirmed, my voice steady despite the storm brewing within me."But why? I asked you to talk to him and clarify what's between you two, and you went ahead and declared that everything is over between you two? What is this, Fedora? You've disappointed me," he admonished, his words cutting through the air with a cold precision.The word "disappointed" hit me like a punch to the gut. His disappointment was a familiar refrain in my life, one that seemed to haunt every decision I made. My heart ached, and I realized that even after everything, a part of me still yearned for his approval."It's fine, Dad. I could never seem to impress you anyway. No matter what I do, it's never enough to earn your approval. Tell me,
LORCAN’S POV"What the hell are you doing in my office?" I questioned, my tone laced with irritation as I walked into my office and found Melantha holding my phone, a smug expression tugging at the corners of her lips. She seemed startled, caught in the act of something she shouldn't have been doing."I-I just came here to check on you," she stammered, her voice feigning innocence, while she gestured toward a plate of freshly sliced fruits. "You didn't have breakfast today, and you skipped supper as well. I thought I'd bring you some fruits."I eyed her suspiciously. It was difficult to muster any trust for her after what she had done before."You can take them away. I have work to do," I replied curtly, my attention still focused on her. "And why are you holding the phone? Did someone call?"Her explanation came just as easily, though my wolf warned me not to let down my guard. "Oh, no. I was going to call you on your cell phone, but then I realized you weren't here.""Fine, leave no
FEDORA’S POVAfter confirming the health and normal growth of my baby, I made a difficult decision to leave my pack without informing anyone. It wasn't that I didn't want to face them, but the prospect of leaving them behind once again was emotionally overwhelming. The bonds I had formed with them were strong, and parting again would be a challenge though I did leave a letter for Caroline encouraging her for her efforts.As a woman I feel women don’t get enough recognition or appreciation they deserve for their hard work, so appreciating my best friend for her efforts was necessary.I didn't have a clear destination in mind, but I hoped to find a safe haven where I could stay for a while. Somewhere with fewer threats from rogues or potential wars. My current state made me vulnerable, and I had to prioritize the safety of my unborn child.During my journey, I came across a group of children playing near the border. Seeing them reminded me of the shelters the council decided to set up f
LORCAN’S POVBuried in my work, I was interrupted by the arrival of an anonymous envelope. My curiosity mingled with caution as I carefully opened it, unsure of what lay within. I hoped for some semblance of good news or perhaps information that might shed light on the rogues' next move. Dealing with them was akin to trying to predict the unpredictable; their actions were shrouded in mystery, particularly concerning the recent kidnappings.My thoughts drifted to the rogues and their sudden, suspicious activities. They had a new leader who commanded their loyalty and ordered the kidnapping of children, motives unknown. This shift was perplexing, as rogues were typically independent and unruly, and the kidnapping spree was unsettling. I pondered whether this leader was searching for a lost child or if there was a more sinister agenda at play. From the limited information I had, it appeared that he was an older individual, bereaved of his mate, and possessed a son. His ability to manipul