MasukElara's point of view Distant voices faded as slumber hit my eyes. There was nothing except endless darkness surrounding me. I couldn't even tell whether my eyes were open or closed. My body felt weightless, floating inside an endless void where neither time nor sound seemed to exist. The only thing I could hear was my own heartbeat, slow... heavy... almost painful.Then another heartbeat answered mine. It wasn't from outside. It was inside me. A soft feminine laugh echoed through the darkness."You finally hear me."I froze. "Who's there?" I got up from the bed and looked around like a person who saw a ghost.No answer came immediately. Instead, silver mist gathered in front of me, swirling until it formed the outline of a gigantic she-wolf. Her fur shimmered like moonlight falling over fresh snow, while streaks of black ran across her body like ancient markings. Her golden eyes glowed with wisdom far older than anything I had ever seen.She was beautiful and terrifying. Something a
Aéron's point of view "No." The word left my mouth before I even realized I had spoken. "I won't allow it."Mother remained silent, her expression unreadable. All she wanted to help but everything was a message and I had no strength to clear that message before I could clear my mind.I shook my head, trying to process what she had just suggested. "Elara surviving the ritual was already a miracle." I emphasized the last word as I paced across the office. "And look at what she's going through now."I stopped near the window, my hands tightening into fists. "She loses control over her emotions. Her instincts overwhelm her. She devoured enough food to feed half the pack. One moment she's crying in my arms, and the next she's ready to tear my throat apart."I closed my eyes for a brief second. "I don't even know if she's suffering because of the transformation or if this is normal." Turning back toward Mother, I continued in a much quieter voice. "You expect me to drag Emily into the same
Aéron's Point of ViewI had witnessed countless battles. I had watched warriors tear rogues apart with their bare claws. I had seen Alphas challenge each other under the full moon. None of those sights had ever left me as speechless as what I had witnessed inside the dining hall.My little human mate is no longer human and this fact is going to eat me up. I felt guilty that because of me she was struggling to get along with her unfamiliar wolf. Her body was no longer in her control and her actions justied each and evrything.On the dinner table, she had emptied an entire banquet by herself. Not a single platter remained untouched. Not a single piece of meat was left behind. Even the pack's chef had stood frozen, unable to decide whether to prepare more food or simply keep staring. And the strangest part... Elara hadn't realized what she had done.The confusion in her eyes after finishing the last plate wasn't an act. She genuinely had no idea. I couldn't bring myself to tell her. Ins
Elara's point of view The walk back to my room felt much longer than it actually was.Two warriors silently escorted me through the corridors of the pack house. No one spoke. Some pack members lowered their heads respectfully, while others stole curious glances before quickly looking away. I could feel every stare landing on me. It was impossible to ignore.Everything had become... louder. I could hear distant conversations from the courtyard below. The clanging of metals from the training grounds. Children laughing somewhere outside. Someone arguing in the kitchen over burnt bread.I froze in the middle of the hallway. How...? Those places were far away. The sounds should never have reached me this clearly.One of the warriors looked back. "Luna?"I blinked rapidly and forced myself to continue walking. "I-I'm fine." But I wasn't. Nothing about me felt normal anymore.The moment I entered my room, I quietly shut the door behind me. Silence. At least, that was what I hoped for. Inste
Elara's Point of ViewThe silence inside Emily's room became unbearable. I gently placed her hand back onto the blanket, staring at her peaceful face for several long seconds. Nothing had changed. No twitch of her fingers. No movement beneath her eyelids. She was still trapped somewhere I couldn't reach.My chest tightened. This wasn't what they had promised me. I slowly stood, wiping away the tears before they could fall again. The sadness inside me twisted into something far more dangerous.I was angry. Without saying a single word to Helena or Lucian, I walked straight out of the infirmary. Every step echoed through the corridors. The guards greeted me respectfully, but I ignored them. The closer I got to the Alpha's study, the louder the voices inside became. Advisors were discussing border patrols, repairs after the rogue attack, and the council's upcoming inspection.I didn't care. I pushed the heavy wooden doors open with enough force that they slammed against the wall. The ent
Elara's point of view Pain.It was the first thing I felt.Not the unbearable agony that had consumed me before everything faded into darkness, but a dull ache spreading through every inch of my body. My eyelids felt impossibly heavy, as though someone had placed stones upon them, yet a strange energy coursed beneath my skin. It was unfamiliar, restless... alive.I slowly opened my eyes.The ceiling above me was unfamiliar for a brief moment until scattered memories returned in fragments.The ritual.The full moon.Aéron's trembling hands.The unbearable heat that had consumed my body.Then...Nothing.I frowned and tried to sit up, but my muscles protested immediately. Even breathing felt different."...Where am I?"My own voice sounded strangely clearer than before.The room was quiet. Sunlight filtered through the curtains, bathing everything in a soft golden glow. The scent of herbs lingered in the air, mixed with something I couldn't identify.It wasn't unpleasant.It was...Com







