LOGINLANA’S POV
My eyes felt like weights had been placed on them. It took quite some time before I was finally able to force them open.
I looked around at my surroundings, blinking away the fatigue from my eyes. My eyes hurt so bad and I wanted nothing more than to go back to sleep.
The memories of the previous day began to rush into me. As if on instinct, a deep stabbing pain hit my chest. The mate bond between me and Callen had been severed when he uttered those words of rejection.
“So I fainted, huh?” I mumbled to myself
I would never forget the looks on the pack members face. Mocking, demeaning and most of all, scornful. No doubt, they were glad he rejected me yesterday.
He’d made it pretty clear that he could never be with a weak, useless omega like me and I would just have to accept that. Still, it didn’t change the fact that a part of me had been broken forever. Callen had destroyed me with those words and I feared I would never be the same again.
I touched my cheek. It felt wet.
“Why am I crying?” The words left my lips before I even knew it.
I looked up at the sky. It would be morning soon and the sun would be up. Tears were still flowing down my cheeks. Every time I blinked, the world would become a blur.
No. This couldn’t possibly be it. I refused to let him just do this to me and get away with it. I didn’t care what it was I’d have to do. Callen, along with the rest of Dark Silver Pack would pay for all they’ve forced me to endure.
I got up from the floor and dusted my gown. I quietly made my way into the house and headed straight for my room. No one would be awake just yet so I’d have just enough to time to leave before anyone noticed.
I hurriedly packed my scanty belongings into a duffel bag. Just as I was about to leave, I took one final glance at the room I’d called a safe haven all my life.
Without another thought, I shut the door behind me and quietly left the house. I took the route that lead to the forest, making sure to avoid running into anybody. Soon enough, the pack house became nothing but a smudge in the distance but I pressed forward.
Tears pricked my eyes but I knew this was for the best. I had a goal to fulfill and I would make sure I did it, even if I had to sacrifice my life.
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Days.
That was how long it had been since I’d been wandering through the forest. I slowly trudged to the forest, my whole body tired and aching from walking for so long without any rest. I had no idea where I was currently but I knew who I wanted to find.
Warren Black.
The ruthless Alpha who ruled Black Thorn Pack. He was notorious for his brutality in defeating his enemies. The best part, he was Callen’s long rival.
The two Alphas hated each other more than anything. There’d been a long lasting tension between the both of them. One single spark would lead to flames erupting between them.
If anyone could help me get my revenge, it was definitely Warren.
“Fuck my life.” I let out a sigh.
I tried to look up at the sky. It hurt my eyes to look at the sun which was shining, extraordinarily bright.
I looked around for somewhere I could possibly rest and felt a bit of relief when I spotted a tree. Putting my bag aside, I collapsed at the foot of the tree and leaned back on it.
I’d been in this forest for days with no idea where I was. Dark Silver was a long way from here.
“No.” I shook my head.
I could never go back again. Not after everything they’ve done to me. I need to find Warren and get him to help me. It would be the only way I’d ever be able to get my revenge.
I was still trying to get some rest when a sound made my body tense up. It was small. A bare rustle of leaves in the bush.
Every single one of my senses was on alert. I quickly grabbed my duffle bag and hurried up to my feet. Then I heard it again.
A low growl.
This time, it was pretty clear.
Another growl. Then another. And another again.
There was no doubt about it now. I was surrounded by them. I looked around, frantically, trying to figure out a way out of this.
It was then, the wolves slowly started to come out of the bushes. Their eyes glinted with a certain ferocity that sent a chill down my spine. There was no doubt about it now.
Rogues.
I slowly backed away against a tree, trying to think of a way out of this situation. There were about seven of them and they had me surrounded.
I thought of shifting into a wolf myself but I would be no match against them. Without warning, one of them lunged straight for my leg and swiped at it with its claws.
“Damn it.”
I let out a yell of pain, watching the blood flow out of my leg. Before I knew it, something hard it me against the back and I was brought down to the floor.
Anything I wanted to say died down in my throat before I knew it. The wolf was standing over me, a wicked glint in his eyes.
His eyes were glimmering ferociously and his fangs were wide open, ready to go for the kill. I could tell what he was thinking just by the look in his eyes.
Time to die.
I closed my eyes, resigning myself to my fate. If this was how I was going to die, then I would die holding on to my resolve.
I’ll come back as a ghost to haunt Callen Everdeen and the rest of his bloody pack for all eternity.
Warren’s POVThe path narrowed as we climbed, stone giving way to packed earth and old roots that broke the surface like knuckles. I remembered this region only in fragments—a bend in the land, a familiar slope—but not enough to anchor it to a name or a pack. That unsettled me more than I liked to admit.Dark Silver’s territory should have been burned into my memory.Instead, it felt like a blank space where something vital had been ripped out.Rowan walked ahead of me, unhurried as always, staff tapping lightly against the ground. He had insisted on leading, claiming the terrain shifted more than maps ever admitted. I didn’t argue. My focus was already split.“This seer,” I said after a while, breaking the silence, “how accurate is he?”Rowan glanced back. “Accurate enough to still be alive.”“That doesn’t answer the question.”&l
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Warren’s POVDistance was easier when the road demanded attention.I focused on the terrain, the shift of earth beneath my boots, the way the trees thinned and thickened as I moved farther from home. The farther I got, the quieter everything became—no pack chatter, no overlapping scents, no Lana watching me like she was waiting for something I didn’t know how to give.Traveling alone used to feel natural.Now it felt deliberate.My wolf stirred beneath my skin, restless and alert, not agitated but watchful in a way that reminded me of old instincts resurfacing. Leadership instincts. Protection. The kind that didn’t ask permission before settling into your bones.Alpha.The word still felt heavy, even after everything began to make sense again.I stopped at a clearing just before dusk, the sky bruised with the promise of night. The elder I was meeting had chosen the location deliberately—neutral ground, far from territory lines, where power couldn’t lean too heavily on place.Smart.I
Lana’s POVI found Warren near the stables, already half-packed and tightening the straps on his travel bag like he was afraid standing still might give something away. His movements were precise, efficient—too efficient. The kind of focus people used when they didn’t want to think.“Warren,” I said, slowing my steps as I approached.He didn’t look up right away. “I’m heading out.”My chest sank anyway. “Out where?”“One of the elders sent word,” he replied. “They want to speak to me privately. About Callen.”That name landed between us like a dropped blade.“How long will you be gone?” I asked.“Not long.” He finally turned toward me, his expression carefully neutral. “A few days, at most.”I nodded, even though that wasn’t what I wanted to hear. “You didn’t tell me you were leaving.”“I didn’t think it was necessary.”There it was again. That cool distance, that invisible wall I kept running into no matter how carefully I approached.“Is everything okay?” I asked quietly.His gaze
Lana’s POVI found Warren near the training grounds just before dusk, standing at the edge of the clearing with his sleeves rolled up and his posture locked tight, like he was bracing for something that never came. The air around him felt colder than the rest of the park, sharper, almost clipped.For a moment, I just watched him.He wasn’t doing anything—no sparring, no pacing—but his presence filled the space in a way that made it hard to breathe. Alpha energy, my wolf whispered, faint but insistent. It was strange how obvious it felt now, like my instincts had been quietly catching up to something everyone else already knew.I cleared my throat.“Warren?”He turned slowly. His eyes flicked over me, paused for half a second too long, then shifted away again.“What is it?” he asked.That was it. No warmth. No edge either. Just distance.“I just wanted to talk,” I said. “You’ve been… different.”His jaw tightened. “I’ve been busy.”“With me,” I added softly.Silence stretched betwee
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