LISA’S POVThe air was thick with the scent of damp earth as I lay sprawled on the ground, my skin slick with sweat. Each of my breaths came in ragged gasps, echoing loudly in the stillness.Despite my situation, Asher’s smile didn’t waver. His words were a calming balm to my frayed nerves. “You did well, Lisa,” he said, his voice a soothing rumble. “ continue to breathe, Don’t let fear cloud your victory.”His words hung in the air between us, a mystery I couldn’t quite decipher. “But I didn’t shift,” I protested, my voice a mere whisper against the rustling leaves. “Why are you still proud?”Asher’s nod was slow and thoughtful. “True, you didn’t shift. But you grazed the edge of your other self and experienced its power. That in itself is a victory.” His unwavering certainty enveloped my shivering thoughts like a warm blanket. “Under the full moon, you will shift. I am certain of it.”"When is the next full moon?" I asked, a knot of worry tightening in my stomach."In two nights," h

ASHER’S POVA gnawing unease clung to me, an insidious shadow that refused to be shaken off. My thoughts were ensnared by the absence of my brother, Jonas. His sudden disappearance was a mystery that haunted my waking hours. I wondered if he had taken my last warning to heart and left, but I needed to be sure if that was the case.Despite my worries, a flicker of pride burned bright amidst the storm of worry. Lisa, or rather Kiara as she was truly named, had taken a bold stride into her new existence. The weight of yesterday’s events pressed upon me, a blend of victory and apprehension churning within me.As I stepped into my room, the soothing sound of running water abruptly came to a halt, signaling Kiara’s return from her shower. She emerged with a towel modestly wrapped around her, her hair damp and clinging to her skin.I found myself unable to tear my gaze away from her. As I scanned her form, I noticed every minute change on her flawless body. The transformation had imbued her

LISA’S POVMy heart was a swirling sea of emotions as I watched Alpha Asher and his warriors mount their horses, galloping away into the distance. They were on a mission to rescue his brother Jonas. The sight of them disappearing over the horizon brought an unexpected surge of tears to my eyes.The final glance Asher cast my way before he turned away was etched into my memory - a silent pledge, a promise that he would come back for me.Swiftly, I brushed away my tears, turning back towards the sanctuary of our home. Yet, even as I did so, my mind was teeming with thoughts of the perils that lay in wait for Asher and his men.The night crawlers, creatures of darkness said to emerge only after sunset, posed a constant threat. If luck was on their side, they would find Jonas and bring him back before nightfall, thereby avoiding the night crawlers altogether. However, if not, one could only hope for the latter scenario.I took several deep, calming breaths, reminding myself that Asher was

Asher’s POV The woods were eerily silent as I led my men through the dense forest, the only sound being the occasional snap of a twig underfoot. We had been searching for Jonas for what felt like an eternity, the threat of the night crawlers ever-present in our minds.His disappearance was a little strange as there was not a single trace of his scent anywhere. It was hard to tell in which direction he had even been taken. But one thing was certain, my brother was out there and I was determined to find him. I had no intention of leaving without him, whether dead or alive.If he was dead, I would take back his remain and give him a proper burial but if he was alive, I would stop at nothing to take him home.“Alpha,” Marcus called out, his voice low and urgent. “We’ve been at this for days and still no sign of him. What proof do we have that he is still alive?”“I can feel it. Jonas is still alive and out there!” I snapped back, clenching my hands around the reins of my horse. Zion’s no

LISA’S POVMy gaze fell upon Alpha Asher, his statue bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun. My eyes roamed his body, taking note of the bruises scattered around his arms."Are you hurt?" I asked, my voice barely rising above a whisper. He shook his head, a faint smile playing on his lips. “But you are bleeding” I protested, my hand lifting to point at a fresh cut by his side.But his eyes, those deep pools of blue, told a different story. “it’s nothing serious, Lisa. Just minor bruises”My eyes moved behind him, noticing the injured men been carried off to the pack healer but I didn’t see Jonas, making me wonder his where about.“Did you find Jonas?” The question lingered, heavy and haunting in the still air. Asher’s gaze fell to the ground, sorrow was deeply carved into his features, a silent echo of the battles he had endured. “He is still out there but I will find him even if it’s the last thing I do”"I’m sorry," I murmured, my fingers tentatively reaching out to brush his ar