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

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

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

KAI’S POVIt was early in the morning, the sun still hidden, when I felt Max, my wolf, stirring within me. Eager to stretch his paws and run through the forest, he detested confinement, especially when our hearts were burdened with grief.It had been six days since my mother died, but the pain was still fresh and raw. She had been my rock, loving me unconditionally. She had taught me everything I knew about being an Alpha, a leader, and a protector. Without her, I felt lost and alone.Alana, my mate, was expected to fill that void, to become my partner, my lover, and my soulmate. However, she turned her back on both me and our relationship. She refused to accept me back as her mate, never allowing me to prove myself to her.She had become cold and distant, never letting me in, never sharing her feelings, nor allowing me to love her or receive her love in return. Despite this, she remained loyal to her pack, the Oceanic Pack, who were also responsible for our separation all these years.

ALANA POV'Please don’t go, Alana. Don’t do this.' His words still echoed in my ears even after we were long gone, causing tears to gather in my eyes, but I blinked them back. I couldn’t cry now; it would all be in vain.After holding on for so long, I finally succeeded. For years, I had been haunted by the ghost of his rejection, a specter that loomed over me, casting a shadow on my every thought and action.I had held on to the hope that our bond, no matter how fragile, could still be saved and that the love we once shared could be reawakened. But it was not until I saw the desperation in his eyes—the desperation that drove him to beg for my forgiveness—that I realized the truth.Kai, the man I had once loved more than life itself, was not the same man who stood before me today. If only he had fought for me and our children with the same passion he was now using to plead for my mercy, perhaps things would have been different. But it's too late. The damage has already been done.As m