“Alpha Ryan, do you have any idea what you have done?” Noel roared, barely containing his anger. “In front of everyone, your soldier attacked my mate. I won’t take this matter lightly. I’ll raise the concern to the council.”My heart hammered against my ribs, each beat echoing the tension in the room.Locus, with his expression usually unreadable, had stepped forward, his hand raised in a placating gesture. "Calm down, Noel," he said, but his voice lacked its usual calm authority.Noel spun on him, his face twisting in rage. "Dad! Adelynn could have been killed! She's carrying my child, the heir to the Bloodmoon Pack!"The mention of a grandchild jolted Locus. A flicker of something akin to alarm crossed his usually stoic face. He hadn't exactly warmed up to me yet, but even he wouldn't tolerate anyone harming his bloodline."Alpha Ryan," he said, low and dangerous. "Explain yourself."Ryan seemed genuinely flustered. His arrogance vanished. "Trust me, Locus, it's not me," he pleaded.

Adelynn’s POV…As the days passed, I found myself immersed in the intricacies of Luna training alongside Regina. From pack dynamics to puppy education, from hunting techniques to werewolf rituals, each lesson offered a deeper understanding of the werewolf world. Surprisingly, I discovered a genuine interest in these teachings, relishing the opportunity to absorb every bit of knowledge imparted to me.Regina's attitude toward me underwent a subtle transformation during this time. She was not as cold and unfriendly as before. Instead, she had been polite and caring these days as if she had accepted me as part of the pack. Among the pack members, I found an unexpected source of friendship and support. Their kindness and acceptance made me feel valued and appreciated. I loved spending time with them, forgetting about the attack on me.After a particularly engaging training session, Regina and I retreated to the Pack bakery, a favorite spot of mine. The aroma of freshly baked pastries fill

I felt uneasy under his scrutinizing gaze. The way he looked at my belly sent me a jolt of terror. I wrapped my arms around my abdomen protectively, feeling resentment toward Tina. I doubted that she had told her father my escape plan.“I am sure the baby is not Noel’s,” he said. “It’s someone else’s. You lied to him. But I am not a fool like Noel.”I was relieved to know that Tina had said nothing to him. But a fury unfurled within me. I chuckled derisively.“Do you think I can fool him?” I scoffed. “Noel is not an ordinary werewolf. He is the Alpha. How could he fail to recognize his own blood and flesh? He would have killed me a long time ago if I had lied to him about the baby.”He laughed off my words. “Nice trick, Miss Adelynn. You and Noel are playing a very nice game. But let me tell you something clearly: don’t start dreaming that he will fall in love with you. Soon, you will be kicked out of the pack and Noel’s life. It’s just a matter of time.”The retort I had for Ryan die

As my senses slowly returned, a wave of disorientation washed over me, my surroundings coming into focus with agonizing clarity. I found myself bound to a worn-out chair. Rough rope dug into my wrists and ankles, biting my skin. Weakness seeped into my limbs, a lingering reminder of the drug's lingering effects.Panic flared, a primal instinct to flee sparking a fight in my weakened limbs. They responded with a pathetic tremor against the unforgiving restraints.I surveyed my surroundings. The building was an eerie tableau of decay, its walls marred by cracks and peeling paint, cobwebs draped languidly in the corners. The air was thick with the musty scent of dust and rust, the acrid tang of decay lingering like a haunting melody. Moonlight filtered through broken windows, casting ethereal shadows that danced across the grimy floor.No matter how much I tried to stay calm and focus on my escape plan, I grew restless with each passing moment. The building seemed abandoned for years, wi

“Alpha…” Caleb approached me as soon as I hung up the phone. “We can’t bring the cops into this,” he suggested. “We should go back to the pack and arrange the backup team.”"Alright," I agreed, realizing the gravity of the situation. “Back to the pack."We peeled out of the parking lot, the silence inside the car heavy. By the time we reached pack territory, the news of Adelynn's disappearance had spread all over. Mom and Dad were worried and had already set up a team to search for her.The packhouse bustled with frantic energy as I entered. Mom was the first to reach me, her eyes red-rimmed and puffy. "Noel, you disappointed me," she choked out, accusation lacing her voice. "I trusted you. I thought you would take care of her and my grandchild, and you failed them both. I shouldn't have let her go with you."Guilt coiled around me like a viper, squeezing the air from my lungs. "I'm so sorry, Mom," I mumbled, head hanging low."There's no time for tears!" My father boomed. “The rogues