Xander’s PovThe evening air crackles with anticipation as I approach the grand hall where the mating ceremony is set to take place. My heart pounds in my chest; a mix of nervousness and excitement is coursing through me like a potent elixir. I purposely held back, waiting until after Allegra arrived before making my entrance. I wanted her to have a chance to enjoy the festivities without the weight of my presence looming over her.As I step into the hall, a whirlwind of emotions swirls within me. Today, the thought of finally claiming Allegra as mine has consumed my thoughts, filling me with a heady mixture of joy and apprehension. I can't help but worry about how she'll react to discovering my warlock heritage. Will she accept it, embrace it, or will it drive a wedge between us?I glance around the room, scanning the faces of the gathered guests, searching for Allegra's familiar figure. When I finally spot her, a wave of relief washes over me. She looks stunning, radiant even, as sh

Xander’s PovAs I delve into the depths of our shared consciousness, a surge of exhilaration courses through me, igniting a flame of primal desire I never knew existed. It's as if I've unlocked a dormant power within Allegra, tapping into a wellspring of strength and potential that beckons to me. With each word I speak, I feel the resonance of my voice echoing through her mind, commanding and unwavering.“Mate,” I murmur, the word rolling off my tongue like a sacred vow.The realization of our bond fills me with a heady rush of excitement, sending a surge of anticipation rippling through my veins. Mate. The word carries a weight of destiny, binding us together in a union as ancient as time itself. My wolf stirs within me, its primal instincts awakening at the prospect of claiming its mate. And at that moment, I'm consumed by a sense of fulfillment and purpose unlike anything I've ever known.But amidst the euphoria, a sobering reality sets in, casting a shadow over our newfound connec

Xander's PovAs I slip out of Allegra's room in the early hours of the morning, the weight of responsibility settles heavily on my shoulders. I can't help but steal one last glance at her sleeping form, her peaceful expression stirring something deep within me. She's so beautiful, and I feel a surge of gratitude towards the moon goddess for bringing her into my life. But as grateful as I am, I can't shake the gnawing fear in the pit of my stomach. How do I open up to her? My past, filled with loss and pain, has left me guarded and closed off, and I'm not sure if Allegra will understand.Lost in my thoughts, I'm startled by a voice behind me. “Going somewhere?” Richard's voice cuts through the silence, and I turn to see him grinning at me, amusement dancing in his eyes. I feel a pang of embarrassment at being caught sneaking out of Allegra's room, but Richard's laughter puts me at ease. “What do you want, Richard?” I ask, trying to hide my irritation.But Richard's grin only widens as

Allegra’s Pov I wake up feeling relaxed, but I immediately notice the absence of warmth beside me. Sitting up, I stretch and wonder where Xander went, but before I can dwell on it, Silver bursts into the room, her demeanor urgent as she starts gathering her fighting gear. I jump up, ready to join her, assuming it's a training session."Silver, what's going on? Are we training immediately?" I ask, moving to gather my own gear.She shakes her head, her expression grave. "No, Allegra. We just got a report that the eastern border has been attacked. We're going to join the Alpha and the other guards to help fight off the rogue wolves."My heart races with adrenaline, but Silver's next words stop me in my tracks. "I'm sorry, Allegra, but you can't join us."I pause, incredulous. "What do you mean I can't join? Are you guys going to stop me, or why?"Silver's gaze softens with sympathy. "We're not the ones stopping you, but orders from Alpha Xander say that you're not allowed to join the

Allegra’s Pov For a moment, neither of us speaks; the weight of our unresolved issues lingers in the air like a heavy fog.Finally, I break the silence, my voice steady but filled with emotion. “Xander, I want you to know that I understand why you're so overprotective,” I begin, my eyes locked with his. “But it's important for you to understand how it makes me feel—like I'm incapable of taking care of myself, like you don't trust me.”He listens intently, his expression softening with each word. “Allegra, I never meant to make you feel that way,” he says sincerely, reaching out to take my hand in his. “I just…I can't help but worry about you. You mean everything to me, and I can't bear the thought of something happening to you.”I squeeze his hand, feeling a swell of affection for him despite our differences. “I know, Xander,” I reply gently, my voice filled with understanding. “And I appreciate your concern. But I need you to trust me—to trust that I can take care of myself and ma