LOGINRhea's POVHis words lingered in my mind long after he finished speaking.“I heard your Pack accepts rogues as members,” I said. “Is that the reason why?”Alpha Koen nodded without hesitation. “It is.”He rested his gaze on the passing forest beyond the carriage window before continuing.“Not every rogue chooses that life, Rhea. Some lose their Packs. Some are cast out. Others walk away because they no longer have a place they can call home.”His voice remained calm, but every word carried quiet conviction.“The world teaches us to fear rogues as though they’re all monsters.” He shook his head.“But I’ve learned that some werewolves with Packs are far crueler than those who live without one.” His eyes met mine.“I don’t judge a wolf by whether they belong to a Pack. I judge them by the choices they make.” A faint smile touched his lips.“Some rogues simply needed someone willing to believe they deserved a second chance.”His words lingered in my mind.For years, I had stood on Valcres
Rhea's POVMy lips pressed into a thin line.I was furious at Artavius’s decision, but there was nothing I could do.I glanced at Alpha Zevran. He didn’t look fully convinced either, but Artavius had taken action, and for now, that seemed enough for him.Of course, it was. His delegation had been endangered, and Valcrest had answered for it. Whatever conflict existed within our Pack was no longer his concern.But it was mine.Brielle had not only nearly gotten me killed. She had nearly dragged the entire Pack into ruin.My fingers curled into fists, and I turned away before my anger could consume me.I forced myself to focus on something else. Anything else. If I stayed any longer, I might do something I would regret.I walked towards my horse, eager to leave this place. I grabbed the saddle and planted one foot in the stirrup. The moment I pushed myself up, a sharp, searing pain tore through my shoulder. “Ah…” A pained gasp escaped my lips before I could stop it.My body faltered,
Rhea's POVI glanced at Leomar.He was the only one I had informed about the ambush. I had ordered him to bring warriors to assist me, not to bring Artavius into this.Before I could question him, Alpha Koen stepped forward.“Alpha Artavius,” he greeted calmly, his voice steady despite the tension thickening between them. “It is an honor to meet you. I am Koen, Alpha of the Celestia Pack.”Artavius stilled.His gaze moved from Alpha Koen’s face to the wrist I had just been holding, then back again.“What happened?” he asked, his voice low.“The Drakhar Pack’s delegation was ambushed,” I answered. “I lured the rogues away from the carriage to protect them. Luckily, Alpha Koen arrived in time and saved my life.”“A rogue ambush?” Artavius’s brows drew together. “How could this happen?”My jaw tightened.“It was Brielle’s fault,” I said at last. “She sabotaged the escort plan and nearly cost everyone their lives.”Artavius frowned, disbelief immediately crossing his face. “What do you me
Rhea's POVFor a moment, I stood frozen with my back still turned to him, unable to bring myself to face the man I had just tied up like a rogue.I knew there had been something strange about him. His presence, his skill, the way he carried himself even with his wrists bound—it had all warned me that he was no ordinary warrior. But an Alpha? I had not expected that.Ever since my wolf left me, I had lost the ability to sense other wolves properly. I could no longer feel the strength of their beasts or recognize the weight of their rank the way I used to. If my wolf had still been with me, I would have known. I would have felt who he was before I ever put a rope around his wrists.My gaze snapped toward Leomar, and he immediately shifted uncomfortably beneath it.'Why didn’t you tell me sooner?' I growled through the Pack Link.'I tried, Commander,' he answered quickly. 'But you severed the link before I could reach you.'My jaw tightened.It had always been my habit to cut off the Pac
Rhea's POV“Can you stand?” The stranger who saved my life, asked.His voice was calm.Too calm.As though he had not just cut down a fully shifted rogue in front of me.As though we were not surrounded by death.My pride flared despite the pain tearing through my body.I forced myself onto one knee, then to my feet.“I can fight.”For a brief moment, his gaze held mine.Something flickered in his eyes.Not pity.Not doubt.Just admiration and respect. “I know you can,” he said quietly before turning back toward the battlefield.My eyes instinctively followed his gaze, and only then did I realize the extent of the destruction around us. Rogues lay scattered across the forest floor, some already lifeless while others writhed in agony. Although every one of them had fallen by my hand, I had been so consumed by the fight that I hadn’t realized just how many I had taken down. Even so, there were still more emerging from between the trees, their growls echoing through the forest as they
Rhea’s POVMy body ran cold as I stared at the Drakhar Pack’s delegation trapped on the road ahead.For a heartbeat, I forgot how to breathe.This wasn’t supposed to happen.I had doubled the patrols. I had stationed scouts along every border. Every route leading into Valcrest had been monitored day and night, and not a single report had mentioned rogue activity near the northern trail.That was why I had thought it would be safe to come alone.My plan had been simple—to personally welcome Alpha Zevran, apologize for Valcrest’s delayed escort, and lead him safely to the pack. It was a task I could handle on my own.But this…My stomach twisted into knots.This was no longer about diplomacy.It was about lives.The Drakhar Pack will never forgive us if even one member of Alpha Zevran’s delegation died inside Valcrest territory because we had failed to protect them. “Leomar,” I called through the Pack Link, my voice sharp and urgent. “Change of plans, NOW! Tell the western escort team
Rhea’s POVA hollow, suffocating silence pressed against my chest.My sister is pregnant.And the father was none other than my own mate, the same man that I had given myself to last night. Now, both our families are here discussing my mate and my sister’s official mating ceremony so she could for
Rhea’s POVArtavius is now the official future Alpha of the Valcrest Pack. After years of being gone, he is officially returning home tonight.Yesterday, the pack had just received news that Artavius, our Alpha’s only son had emerged victorious from the Ascension Rite.It is an old werewolf traditi
Rhea’s POVMy head snapped to the side when Luna Lynette’s hand struck my left cheek, the sharp sound of the slap cutting through the infirmary before the sting even fully registered. For a moment, I could only stand there, stunned and unmoving, while loose strands of my hair fell across my face a
Rhea’s POV“Rhea!” I heard Brielle’s voice call out behind me.I didn’t stop.Instead, I quickened my pace as I stepped outside of the Packhouse.Several heads turned to us immediatelyThe omegas who were tending the garden and the Pack members who were busy minding their business suddenly stopped







