LOGINTalia’s POV
I stood by the window, staring down at the garden that used to be mine.
Now it reeked of lavender and other flowers that Viki thought was more elegant. Her scent coated every stone path and flower bed: an invasive putrid scent of jasmine and smugness.
My wolf growled low in the back of my mind. ‘You shouldn’t have allowed this. She defiled our territory.’
‘It’s just a garden,’ I sighed and swallowed the bitterness.
Even though I wanted to ignore the situation, my wolf was right. I should have challenged her on the spot and made her submit to me, but deep down I knew there was no point. Viki would have her way no matter what I did. If she told Jason to help, I would have no chance to win.
Viki had taken my mate, my bed, and my garden. What was going to be next?
Ever since Viki had moved into the Alpha’s residence, Jason hadn’t spent a single night with me. He went to be with her instead.
He betrayed the mate bond night after night not caring about the pain, he was putting me through.
Still, some deluded part of me clung to the hope that I still had a place in his heart.
Maybe once the pup was born, he would come to his senses.
Maybe he would treat Viki like a breeder, and he would come back to me.
After all, I was still Luna.
Viki couldn’t take that from me.
I went to the kitchen mid-morning, needing tea. I needed something to soothe my sore body after another sleepless night. Viki was there, draped over a stool like a lounging cat in heat. I groaned in frustration as she was not who I wanted to see first in the morning.
Viki’s robe hung open enough to make any unmated wolf turn his head and stare. Her bare legs were crossed, revealing skin she had no shame showing like the whore she was.
My nose twitched before I even saw it. The scent of her blood, from a fresh bite.
I froze.
There, on the curve of her neck, was a mate mark. The flesh was still raw, slightly raised. My stomach dropped.
My wolf bristled. ‘He didn’t, did he? Tell me he didn’t,’ she growled.
“Did... did Alpha mark you?” I asked, voice tight.
Viki smiled, baring her teeth in triumph. “Oh, this?” She tilted her head, so I could see the mark better. “Yes, last night, he was like a wild animal. He just couldn’t help himself.”
My gut twisted and my blood chilled. This wasn’t just lust. Their relationship wasn’t something that had just happened to produce an heir like Jason wanted me to believe.
A mark meant claiming.
A bond.
“He said I smelled irresistible,” Viki added, stroking the edge of the wound. “Said he couldn’t stand the thought of another male even looking at me. You know how possessive Alpha can be.”
“Don’t let it go to your head. You’re nothing but an incubator,” I said through gritted teeth.
Viki leaned forward. Her voice was laced with cruelty. “Alpha told me I am on a level with Luna. It makes sense after all, I’m the one carrying his pup.”
My wolf paced inside me, snarling, ‘Tear her face off. Do it now!’ I took a calming breath and stepped backward from her. Viki smirked seeing my distress.
“Don’t tell me, you’re surprised Talia,” Viki said while playing with a lock of her hair.
“I am surprised that you’re utterly shameless,” I snapped.
“You knew this day was coming, Talia. I was raised by my father to be Luna, and now you should just bow out with grace,” Viki whispered with a bright smile.
“Don’t fool yourself, Viki. That mark means nothing but that you’re a thieving whore. There is only one Luna in this pack and that’s me,” I said through gritted teeth.
Viki flinched but then laughed, “For now, but let’s wait and see.”
“I don’t have time for your little games, Viki.”
I turned to leave, afraid of what I might do if I stayed in the same room with her.
Then I heard it.
A sharp, theatrical cry followed by a heavy thud.
I turned just in time to see Viki throw herself to the ground; her hand clutched around her swollen stomach. She smirked at me as she began to cry.
I froze.
Viki screamed again, louder this time. “Talia, why did you push me? Why are you trying to hurt the heir?”
“What?! I didn’t touch you! You…” I snapped.
Jason burst through the door, eyes glowing, his wolf close to the surface. His scent burned with fury as he glared at me with hatred.
“What the hell did you do to her?!” he barked.
Talia’s POVI nodded, and Nolan and I followed Derek outside. The late afternoon sun came through the trees, casting moving patches of light and shadow along the Silverfang border. At the edge of the territory, Henry, Colin, and Landon waited. I could see pride, uncertainty, and a bit of sadness on their faces.Henry stepped forward first, bowing his head. “Luna,” He stopped, correcting himself with a sheepish smile. “My queen.”I smiled, trying to show Henry I was both grateful and reassuring. “Either is fine, Henry,” I said softly, hoping to make the change from my old role to my new one a little easier.He shook his head, his expression growing more serious. “No, you deserve to be called by the proper title,” he said.I looked at Henry, wanting to be both serious and kind. “Henry, you’ve always supported me, even when I lost my position as Luna in Shadowclaw. When others didn’t believe in me, you spoke up and helped me when I needed it. You defied your own Alpha to help keep me saf
Talia’s POVThe applause faded as I stepped forward. The Alphas looked at me, seeing me not just as Solon’s sister or Luna of Bloodmoon, but as their leader. I paused, feeling the weight of responsibility, then spoke. “Thank you for believing in me. I know this decision was fast for some of you, and I’m grateful for your trust. As your Alpha Queen, I will lead our packs and carry on the work that Solon and my father started. I promise I’ll do my best to deserve your faith in me.”Solon stood to my right and nodded in approval. I went on, “Solon will remain Alpha of Silverfang and manage his own pack’s affairs.”I looked at the other leaders. “In three days, Nolan and I will return to the Bloodmoon Pack. Our doors will always be open to any Alpha who needs us, whether for advice, help, or just someone to listen. You can reach out or visit us anytime. Let’s keep supporting each other, because what happens next matters to all of us.”After I finished speaking, the room was quiet for a mo
Talia’s POVThe next morning felt tense and quiet. When I walked into the lounge, Solon was already there, drinking coffee and reading paperwork. He motioned for me to sit. Once I did, he leaned in and asked, “Before the meeting, I want to know if you have come to a decision.”“This decision affects everyone. I think we should let the packs decide,” I said. “If we hold an anonymous vote, people can speak honestly, without fear or pressure.”Solon frowned, looking uneasy. “I don’t like the risk of someone we don’t want becoming Alpha King.”“I understand your hesitancy, but this is the best option. No one can argue with the result if it’s anonymous,” I said.Solon sighed, and the lines on his face grew deeper. “All right. We’ll do an anonymous vote and treat the outcome as the Moon Goddess’s will.”I nodded, grateful for his trust. Solon forced a weak smile, but I could see how much this weighed on him. I hoped today would finally bring him some peace so he could start to recover.Soon
Talia’s POV“No,” I refused firmly.“Talia…”“No, Solon. I won’t let you do this,” I said, standing abruptly.“Sit down, Talia,” Solon said.“Solon, you’re not dying. You just need time to recover. The packs will understand eventually. You can’t give up on yourself like this,” I continued.“This is something I’ve carefully considered. I’ve thought it through for days, and to be honest, I was already thinking about it when Father became sick,” Solon said. “You have to replace me, Talia.”“I can’t accept this, Solon. The title belongs to you. You earned it, and Father gave it to you. I know you’re worried about your strength and your wolf, but you will recover at last,” I argued.“And what if it takes years, Talia?”“What?” I said in disbelief. “What do you mean it could take years?”“My wolf says recovery could take years,” Solon explained. “Even then, I’ll never be what I was.”“You don’t know that. Leslie’s treatment…”“Won’t fix everything. And you know it. The packs and Silverfang
Talia’s POVI couldn’t stop staring at the petitions. Every single one demanded Solon be replaced, but I didn’t understand why. He had already proven he deserved the role."You look like you're about ready to tear something apart," Nolan said as he came over. I handed him the folder. "See for yourself.""Is it that bad?" Nolan asked before reading the first document, and his frown grew as he looked through the rest.“These are all anonymous,” he said finally.“The ungrateful bastards are too cowardly to stand by their own words," I growled.The petitions were blunt. They said the packs needed a new Alpha King for the future. Some even named who they wanted, and most chose Nolan."There were already a few before Solon got sick, which wasn’t surprising," Nolan said, sounding frustrated. "Now everyone thinks he is a lost cause. It’s ridiculous that they think he will recover in just a few days.”I rubbed my face. "Right. Everyone’s already given up on him.""If they really wanted this,
Talia’s POVFor two days, all we did in the office was answer requests and fill out forms.Other than meals and our evenings with Solon, Nolan and I pretty much lived in that office. Our packs used to work together fairly well. Each had its own ranks and territory. The recent war with the mad rogues left things tense. The chain of command was a mess. We settled pack arguments, approved rank changes that had been ignored for weeks, and dealt with the pile of requests that everyone had put off during the fighting.Nolan let a stack of papers thud onto the desk. “I don’t understand how there are so many requests.”I snorted, not looking up from my own stack. “And we haven’t even touched the stacks that are in his bathroom.”Nolan groaned. “Moon Goddess, help us.”The door creaked open and Solon poked his head in, looking both grateful and a little guilty for leaving us with all this work.“Still alive in here?” he asked, peering over the mountain of paperwork.“Barely,” Nolan said, not l







