Aaron’s POV I killed Helen. To take responsibility for her death, I decided to meet with her parents, Beta Victor, here in the City. Beta Jasfer accompanied me as we walked through the bustling streets. “Did you inform him about the reason behind me killing his daughter?” I inquired as we maneuvered through the busy crowd. “Yes, everyone in the Packs already knew that Helen died because she attempted to touch you. It was considered a grave offense, and her parents couldn’t deny it,” Beta Jasfer replied. “So, what do they expect from me?” I questioned further. “Well, they simply want to form an alliance with you. Despite feeling remorseful about the situation, they wanted to protect their Pack. It was also their Alpha’s directive to resolve this matter,” Beta Jasfer explained. “Very well, let’s proceed,” I agreed. We were on the verge of entering the building, where I would be introduced to Helen’s parents. However, my steps came to a sudden halt as I detected a familiar fragra

Griffin’s POV What did I feel after lying to Olive about Aaron? I felt worst. I felt an overwhelming sense of guilt after deceiving Olive about Aaron. It was a terrible feeling, knowing that I had taken advantage of her memory loss just to keep her by my side. Despite my remorse, I didn't want to dwell on it. I convinced myself that sending her away from the Lycan Alpha was the right decision. “Haa…” Taking a deep breath, I glanced around the hall where I currently found myself. I was attending a meeting with the Elders from various Packs, as my father couldn't be there. The main topic of discussion was Lycan Aaron, who had tragically taken the life of the Beta's daughter, Helen. “Was he not in his right mind? Why did he kill someone without a reasonable excuse?” “I heard that Helen tried to take advances to Lycan Aaron.” “It was disrespectful for Lycan Aaron because he was wedded with his Luna already.” “However, it wasn’t right to just kill Helen. He could have just puni

Olive’s POV Aaron.That name has been haunting my thoughts ever since Griffin mentioned it to me. “He claimed that Aaron is my destined partner.” Isn’t discovering one’s mate the most significant moment for a werewolf? “But I am a half-breed.” I have always questioned why someone like me, who appears to have reached adulthood, still hasn’t awakened my inner wolf. It was only when Griffin revealed that I am a half-breed that I finally comprehended the uniqueness within my own body.“And yet, even if I am a half-breed, the Goddess of the Moon gave me a strong Alpha Lycan as my mate.” I will be attracted to my mate’s scent and body. However, I have to remind myself that it is not because of love. “I must hate him,” I said to myself. After hearing Griffin’s account of Aaron’s ruthless behavior as an Alpha Lycan, it’s only natural for me to harbor feelings of animosity toward him.“Sure. It was my fault that I took the blame, and I understand why he made my life a living hell, but

Asmund’s POV Anna, my dear friend and a female-wolf from the Red Light Pack, graciously offered to drive me back to the desolate road where she had spotted Olive. This road, rarely traversed by drivers, served as a connection to the distant lands of other Packs. As we approached the location, Anna informed me “She said that she needed to go back to where I picked her up. So, my guess is that she already came back here." She then skillfully parked the car on the side of the road, bringing it to a halt. Feeling a surge of anticipation, I swiftly unbuckled my seatbelt, opened the car door, and eagerly stepped out onto the empty road. Squinting my eyes, I aimed to enhance my visual perception and scanned the surroundings, hoping to catch any sign of Olive's presence. The road's edge leads to a dense forest, where the only source of illumination is the gentle glow of the moonlight. Doubt began to creep into my mind. “It’s weird that a beautiful woman like here is living all alone

Olive’s POV "Please, Aaron, let me go!" I pleaded desperately as he forcefully pulled me along, ignoring my pleas and refusing to meet my gaze. With unwavering determination, he continued to lead me toward an unknown destination that existed solely within his own mind. I reluctantly followed him, feeling utterly helpless against his strength as a formidable Lycan. My eyes fixated on the hand that tightly grasped my wrist despite his anger at my attempted escape. Surprisingly, his grip was surprisingly gentle, as if he was doing his utmost to avoid causing me harm. This contradiction left me utterly bewildered. As Aaron and I passed by the maids, they wisely chose not to impede our path, fully aware of the futility of intervening. Eventually, we arrived at a small, dimly lit room shrouded in darkness. Upon entering the room, an inexplicable sensation of unease washed over me, causing my heart to race. Aaron guided me to the center of the dimly lit space, where a faint moonlight se