ALPHA AMBROSE'S POVI stood there, frozen, staring at my only child's lifeless body. Adrian, my precious son, who I had watched grow from a tiny bundle of joy to a strong and valiant warrior, lay before me, still and motionless.I couldn't understand how Zayn could have killed him so ruthlessly, without any remorse. Adrian and Zayn grew up together so I still found it hard to believe.My eyes traveled over Adrian's body, taking in the wounds that marked his once vibrant and strong body.It was like a dagger had pierced my heart, and my eyes blurred with tears.My son, my only son, was gone, and I was left to mourn him.I couldn't also fathom why Omar, who had saved Adrian's life countless times before, wasn't there on the battlefield that day to protect him.My heart ached with questions, but the only answer was the silence that surrounded me. It was like the universe was mocking me with its quietness.I struggled to hold back the tears that threatened to spill from my eyes. I didn't

ALPHA AMBROSE'S POVI stood there, seething with anger, as Geneva continued to spew rubbish before me. The air around us was tense, charged with the weight of my fury.I had never been one to take things lightly, and Geneva had certainly crossed a line. As I glared at her, my eyes blazed with an intensity that made her flinch."Would you like to spend the night in the dungeon?" I asked her, my voice low and menacing. "Perhaps some time alone in the dark will help you reflect on your behavior and choice of words."Geneva shook her head and I could see a hint of fear etched on her face. I could also see the panic in her eyes as she struggled to find the right words to say."Please, Alpha Ambrose," she began to beg. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to anger you. I only came here to tell you about Eva."I scoffed at her words. "What could you possibly have to tell me about Eva that would interest me?" I demanded.Geneva took a deep breath and began to speak, her words hesitant at first, but gain

EVA'S POVAs I felt a sudden jolt on my arm, I turned around to face my captor and saw a female werewolf warrior. She stopped me in my tracks.She was taller than me, her muscular frame intimidating, and her eyes were sharp, scrutinizing my every move. I could feel her grip on my hand tightening as she asked, "Eva, where are you going to with a bag?"I felt my heartbeat quicken as I struggled to come up with a believable explanation. I couldn't let her suspect that I was running away. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down before answering her."I'm just going to give some medical supplies to the Beta guards. They are treating the wounded warriors, and I thought I could be of help," I said, trying to sound as convincing as possible.She looked at me suspiciously, her eyes narrowing as she searched my face. I could feel my palms getting sweaty as I awaited her response. I was scared that she was going to search my bag, but I couldn't let her see that I was nervous.Finally, s

EVA'S POVAs I sat on the edge of my bed, staring out of the window, I heard a knock at the door. My heart skipped a beat when I looked up and saw my father standing there.I couldn't believe he had finally come to see me. He had been avoiding me since I returned home two days ago. But here he was, standing before me, apologizing for his cold treatment towards me."Eva," he called out in a gentle voice. "I'm sorry I haven't been to see you since you got back. I hope you're doing okay."I looked at him, my expression unsure. I wasn't sure if I should forgive him so easily. But then again, he was my father, and I missed him. So, I nodded and gave him a small smile."It's okay, Dad," I said softly. "I understand."He took a seat next to me, and we sat in silence for a moment. I could tell he was struggling to find the right words to say.But I waited patiently, hoping he would say something, anything."Eva, I want to apologize for how I reacted toward you," he finally said, his voice lac

EVA'S POVAs soon as my mom left to prepare dinner, I sighed and stared out of the window. I was lost in thoughts again. Why hadn't my wolf come out yet? I was turning twenty-one in just a few days, and I was starting to worry that something was wrong with me.But I couldn't sit in my room all day, brooding over my worries. I needed to do something to distract myself for a while, so I decided to go to the courtyard and practice my archery skills.I grabbed my bow and arrows and made my way outside. The sun was starting to dip below the horizon, casting a warm golden light over the courtyard.I took a deep breath and focused on the target, pulling back the string and letting the arrow fly. I repeated the process, over and over again, losing myself in the rhythm of the shot. It was a calming, meditative experience, and I could feel my worries starting to melt away.But then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mom walking towards me. She was carrying a basket of fresh vegetables from