ALANA’S POVI felt Luke’s words hit me like a slap in the face. He had just reminded me of my duties and promise to the Oceanic Pack elders, as if I didn’t know them by heart.He had meant to be helpful, but sometimes he could be a bit too overbearing. I hated entertaining any of it, especially when I was not in the mood.I knew he was only trying to protect me and the oceanic pack, but he had no idea what I was going through at the moment.He failed to comprehend the burden of leading the pack or the heartache involved in persuading my children to abandon their birthplace for a land that wasn’t rightfully ours.He simply couldn’t understand me, and while I don’t expect him to, I also don’t want to feel pressured by him.“Luke, I’m perfectly aware of the importance of returning home before the night of the full moon. Perhaps you haven’t noticed, but my son, Cameron, was attacked. His full recovery is necessary before we can embark on any journey. If we don’t make it home before then,
KAI’S POV"Please, please, please, let her be okay," I muttered under my breath as I paced the clinic lobby, my anxiety reaching new heights. I glanced at Alana, who was standing still as a statue, her face mirroring my worry and anguish.Her eyes, typically bright and full of life, now appeared dim and filled with fear. The only sounds permeating the air were the grunts and cries of other pack members, each awaiting their turn to be attended to.My restless feet came to a halt when the door opened with a creak, and Healer Marcus came out, looking pale and exhausted. Alana and I rushed to him, bombarding him with questions."How is she?" I asked, my voice trembling. "Is she going to make it?" Alana added, her voice just as panicked.He shook his head, his face etched with worry. "Not good, Alpha. She's not responding as I had hoped. Maybe you should go in and talk to her. Maybe she'll hear you."I felt a surge of pain coursing through my chest, as if I had been stabbed. ‘No, no, no, t
Willow’s POV“Ow! Ow! Ow!” I screamed at the top of my voice, curling up in a fetal position on my bed. “It hurts so much!” I groaned.As dawn broke, I found myself writhing in my bed, clutching my stomach as if it were about to burst. My cries echoed through the silent house, piercing the early morning calmness.Unwilling to disturb the entire household, I suppressed the impending sob that threatened to escape my lips. I swiftly called at my mates through our mind link, Cameron and Chase, who were asleep in the adjacent room. In no time, they both rushed into my room. Their faces, marked with worry, scanned my trembling form.“Shit, shit, shit!” Chase cursed, rushing to sit beside me.“What’s wrong, love, bunny?” They asked in unison, their voices filled with worry.“I don’t know,” I managed to gasp out between clenched teeth. “I just don’t know! It feels as if something is tearing me apart from the inside!”"Okay, okay, calm down!" Cameron said, grabbing my hand. "We're here; we're
Alana's POVIt’s been three days since Luna Emilia was laid to rest. Her sudden death left everyone in shock, especially Kai. He has barely spoken to anyone since, locking himself in the study. It’s unbearable to see him this way. It’s even worst that I will soon be leaving for oceanic pack.I wandered through the halls of the pack house, haunted by the stillness that surrounded me. I felt like a ghost, drifting through a world that had lost its color and meaning. Kai's sadness was not the only thing that bothered my heart. I had another reason to be restless.The coronation of my sons as Alphas was rapidly approaching. I found myself needing to persuade them to return home in time for the ceremony. They had been living among the Crimson Pack for an extended period, where they encountered their mate, Willow. Enchanted by her, they followed her back to crimson pack. Here, they marked and mated with her, binding their wolves to hers in a bond that made separation impossible.I could se
ALANA’S POVHis voice echoed in the silence, a stark refusal that hung heavy in the air. “We are not leaving,” Chase repeated. His voice was firm and resolute—a single word that shattered my hopes. How could he say no? How could he refuse to come back with me?"Chase, what do you mean by not leaving?" I asked, my eyes wide and unblinking, mirroring my confusion and disbelief.I looked at Cameron, his twin brother, hoping for some support, but he only nodded in agreement with his brother. They both looked at me with determination, their eyes unwavering.“Please explain why you’re reluctant to return to the Oceanic Pack with me.” I strived to maintain a calm and composed voice, but I could feel the tension mounting in my chest. I had anticipated this moment for days, dreading their response. Now, they were rejecting me, shirking their responsibilities despite my attempts to make them understand the reasons.Chase, acting as a spokesman for both himself and his brother, sighed, ran a ha
WILLOW'S POVA day had passed since I started pretending to be sick. Gradually, I began to feel as though I had been lying here for hours, feigning illness. This was turning into much more than I had anticipated.Despite his dedication to me, I was starting to feel as if Healer Marcus was trying to punish me somehow with his endless lectures and his particular brand of herbs for me to chew. Aside from their horrible smell, they tasted just as bad too.By this point, the afternoon sun had cast long shadows across my room, making it a little darker and colder. I lay there, staring up at the ceiling, counting the minutes until I no longer had to pretend.Healer Marcus had left hours ago, promising he would be back soon. But I knew he was lying. There was no need for him to return. He had important tasks to handle and actual patients to attend to, not someone like me who was merely pretending to be ill.He knew I was lying, but he played along, hoping to buy me some time so I could keep m
WILLOW'S POVHis words struck me like a ton of bricks. I could feel my blood turning cold and my heart ceasing to beat. I stared at him in disbelief, unable to comprehend the words he had just uttered. He was my father. How could that possibly be?“Is this some kind of sick joke?” I spat out, staring at Adam with disbelief and horror. He was supposed to be my father’s trusted right-hand man, his beta. But now he was standing in front of me, claiming to be my real father. How could that be possible?Adam's face was a mix of guilt and hope. He inched closer and reached out his hand, as if to touch me, but I flinched away, forcing him to curl them back into fists.He sighed. “I know this may be hard to believe, but it’s the truth. Willow, you’re my daughter. My blood runs in your veins.”I shook my head, refusing to accept his words. I looked at him, searching for any sign of a lie. But all I saw was our resemblance, forcing me to bite back on my tears.Adam took a deep breath and contin
CAMERON POVToday started out bad and I have a feeling that it’s about to get worst felt. Our mother had just returned after having walked away from us earlier; her face bore a serious expression. She called my brother Chase and me to the garden, her voice calm but tinged with annoyance. We exchanged worried glances and followed her."Mother, what's wrong?" I asked, sitting on the bench next to her. Chase took the chair across from us, his eyes alert and curious. She took a deep breath and looked at us with a mixture of sadness and anger. "I have something to tell you, and you're not going to like it.”“What is this about? Is it about Willow again?” She nodded mutely, then replied, “She’s not sick, boys. She never was. She’s been lying to you all this time.”We stared at her in disbelief. "What? That's impossible. Mother, you must be mistaken. We've seen her suffer. We've seen her in pain. Healer Marcus confirmed it. She has a rare and incurable disease that's slowly killing her. How