LOGIN
Jessica and I were walking across the packlands toward school when we noticed a couple ahead of us. They were holding hands and smiling like they were the only two people in the world.
Jessica nudged me excitedly.
“That’s Matt and Betty. The Moon Goddess just revealed they’re mates,” she said with a dreamy sigh. “I hope we find our mates soon.”
I forced a small smile for my best friend. Jessica deserved happiness. She was kind, loyal, and beautiful — everything people liked in a wolf.
But me?
Would anyone ever be happy to have me as their mate?
Most female wolves in the pack were admired for their beauty, their strength, and their wolves. Me? I was called ugly. Worthless. Wolfless.
Even my own brother believed it.
But they were wrong.
I wasn’t wolfless.
I had a wolf — a very powerful one.
Celeste had told me many times how strong she was. She had been with me since I was eleven years old, whispering encouragement whenever the world tried to break me.
But no one else knew.
Sorry, I’m getting ahead of myself.
My name is Zoe. I’m sixteen years old, a junior at Jackson Wolfen School in the Blue Mountain Pack. I’m technically a Beta female, since my parents were the Beta couple of the pack. Were.
They died protecting me during a rogue attack.
Ever since then, the pack has blamed me for their deaths.
Which is why I’m bullied. Ignored. Invisible.
The only family I have left is my older brother James, the current Beta of the pack.
And even he barely acknowledges me.
Jessica and I entered the school building and headed toward the cafeteria. Students filled the halls, laughing and chatting, their voices echoing against the lockers.
Suddenly, I stopped walking.
A scent hit me like a wave.
Pine.
Freshly cut grass.
Warm sunlight after rain.
It was the most intoxicating scent I had ever experienced.
I closed my eyes and breathed it in, my heart racing.
“It’s him!” Celeste cried excitedly inside my mind. “It’s our mate!”
My eyes snapped open.
And that’s when I saw him.
Zack.
The Alpha.
Our eyes met across the cafeteria.
For a moment, his face lit up with joy.
But just as quickly, it changed.
Joy turned to anger.
Then disappointment.
My chest tightened painfully.
I looked away, unable to bear the expression in his eyes.
“Zoe?” Jessica’s voice broke through my thoughts. “What’s wrong? Why did you stop?”
“Nothing,” I said quickly, avoiding her gaze. “I just remembered something.”
I hurried toward the food line.
“Come on, Zoe!” Celeste said happily. “Let’s go to him. He’s our mate!”
“I can’t,” I whispered internally. “Didn’t you see his face when he realised it was us?”
“That can’t be right,” Celeste argued. “Our mate wouldn’t reject us like that.”
But I could feel her power stirring inside me. It was the strongest reaction she had ever had.
Celeste was dominant — incredibly dominant.
Yet despite having her since I was eleven, I still couldn’t shift.
Most wolves shifted for the first time at sixteen.
Today was my sixteenth birthday week.
And still… nothing.
Celeste always told me it simply wasn’t the right time.
But the rest of the pack didn’t understand that.
To them, I was proof of failure.
A wolfless wolf.
I glanced across the cafeteria again.
My heart shattered.
Zack was standing with Laura.
Laura was the most beautiful girl in the pack — long blonde hair, perfect curves, and a reputation for sleeping with half the unmated males.
The males adored her.
And right now, Zack was laughing with her.
Flirting.
“You, see?” I whispered to Celeste. “He doesn’t care about us.”
My wolf suddenly went quiet.
Jessica sat across from me, completely carefree as she stuffed her face with food.
I hesitated.
“Jessica… I smelled my mate today.”
Her head snapped up immediately.
“Really?! Who is it? Wait—why do you look like that?” she asked, studying my face. “Aren’t you happy?”
“I… I don’t know how I feel,” I admitted quietly. “I’ll tell you another time. I just wanted you to know.”
Jessica frowned but nodded.
Celeste suddenly growled in my mind.
“We need to talk to him. He has no right to treat us like this.”
“I don’t think he wants to talk to us,” I replied.
“If he won’t come to us,” Celeste said firmly, “then we will go to him.”
Her determination surprised me.
I had never even seen her physical form before, but her presence inside me was powerful and commanding.
Whenever someone hurt me, she would lend me a fraction of her strength to heal.
She protected me the only way she could.
“Okay,” I finally whispered.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Zack leaving the cafeteria.
My heart started pounding.
“Now,” Celeste said.
“Let’s follow him.”
I hurried after him into the hallway lined with lockers.
But as I turned the corner—
I froze.
Zack was there.
With Laura.
And they were kissing.
“Sh*t,” Zack muttered suddenly.
“Why did you stop?” Laura asked, confused, reaching for him again. “Come on, we were just getting started.”
Celeste snarled inside my head.
“So that’s why he disappeared. He was busy with that—”
“Stop,” I cut her off quickly.
“Laura, leave,” Zack said suddenly.
“But why?” she whined, grabbing his shirt and trying to kiss him again.
“I said leave.”
His Alpha command echoed through the hallway.
Laura’s eyes widened in shock. Without another word, she hurried away.
Zack turned his attention to me.
“Let’s talk.”
My legs felt heavy, but I slowly walked toward him.
The moment I got close, he grabbed my arm and slammed me against the lockers.
Pain shot through my back, but I ignored it.
He leaned closer.
His scent wrapped around me again, warm and intoxicating.
When I looked up, his eyes had turned yellow — his wolf was close to the surface.
But within seconds, they shifted back to black.
“Zack,” I whispered. “Why are you hurting me? I’m your mate.”
He laughed bitterly.
“Isn’t it obvious?” he said coldly. “I don’t like you.”
My heart cracked.
“I’m ashamed that you’re my mate.”
Each word felt like a knife.
“Why would I want a wolfless wolf as my mate?” he continued cruelly. “How could someone like you ever be Luna of this pack?”
Tears burned behind my eyes.
A part of me had expected rejection.
But hearing it like this…
It still shattered me.
Celeste was furious.
Her power surged through my body.
“Let me speak,” she demanded.
For the first time, I didn’t resist.
I closed my eyes and let her take control.
When they opened again, my vision had sharpened.
Zack stepped back in shock.
My eyes had turned bright blue.
“What did you say?” Celeste asked, her voice cold and commanding.
Zack stared at me, stunned.
I could see the conflict raging inside him as his wolf fought for control.
For a moment, his eyes flashed yellow again.
But then they returned to black.
Zack forced his wolf down.
And chose himself
The explosion of power swallowed everything. Silver light burst outward from Zoe like a star collapsing and being reborn in the same breath. It tore through the cave, through Morgana’s darkness, through the very air itself.For a moment, there was nothing but blinding white.Zack couldn’t see, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move; all he felt was her, her power and her presence. It was overwhelming, but terrifyingly beautiful. Celeste… Zeus whispered, awed. When the light began to fade, the cave was… different, cracked and shattered. The ancient walls are barely holding together, and at the centre, Zoe stood, unmoved, untouched, and her silver eyes blazing like twin moons.Morgana was on the ground. For the first time, broken. Her body flickered between solid and mist, unstable, like her power had been r
The cave erupted into chaos, Morgana’s power slammed into the chamber as a storm unleashed—dark mist coiling, twisting, alive with malice. The silver barrier embedded in the cave walls flickered violently, struggling to hold against the surge of opposing force. Zoe stood at the centre of it all, unmoving and unshaken.Her silver eyes burned brighter than ever. “You will not take him,” she said, her voice steady, layered with both her own strength and something far older. Morgana laughed, the sound echoing unnaturally. “You think this is about taking him?” she sneered. “This is about ending everything.” Zack stepped beside Zoe, his aura flaring as Zeus pushed forward. “Then you’ll have to go through us.”Jacob and Lucas moved into formation behind them, warriors instinctively falling into place. The tension s
The barrier opened with a low, ancient hum, and silver light rippled outward as Zoe stepped forward, her hand hovering just inches from the invisible wall. It responded to her—recognising her, yielding to her—like it had been waiting. Zack felt it immediately, that power, old, scared and dangerous. “This place…” he muttered. “It’s tied to you.” Zoe didn’t answer, she couldn’t because the moment the barrier parted—Memories hit, not gently, not in fragments, but like a storm breaking open.Chains. Darkness. A heartbeat that shook the ground itself and her voice—stronger, colder— “I won’t let you die.” Zoe gasped, stumbling slightly forward. “Zoe!” Zack reached for her. “I’m fine—” she breathed, though her body trembled. “I just… remember more now.” Jacob’s expression hardened. “Then we move carefully.” They stepped inside, and the c
The forest still felt heavy even after Morgana disappeared, like her presence hadn’t fully left. Zoe stood quietly, staring at the space where the mist had vanished. Her body was still, but inside— Everything was shifting, her power, her thoughts, her past and now… her purpose.“Zoe.” Zack’s voice pulled her back. She blinked, her silver eyes softening slightly as she turned toward him. “I’m okay,” she said before he could ask. Zack didn’t look convinced. “You don’t look okay.” Zoe let out a quiet breath. “I don’t feel… normal.” James snorted lightly. “Yeah, no kidding.” Zoe shot him a look. “Not helping.” He raised his hands.“Just stating facts.” Despite everything, Zoe almost smiled. Zack stepped closer again, lowering his voice. “What
The forest fell into a suffocating silence; even the wind seemed afraid to move. Zoe stood at the centre of it all—barefoot against the earth, her silver eyes glowing with a power that did not belong to this time… or this world. She looked the same and yet—everything about her felt different.Zack took a slow step forward. “Zoe…” His voice was careful. Controlled. But inside, Zeus was restless. That’s her… but not just her. Zoe’s gaze shifted to him. For a brief second, something flickered, recognition, but it vanished just as quickly. “I’m here,” she said. Her voice echoed slightly layered, like two voices speaking as one. James swallowed. “Okay… that’s new.” No one laughed because this wasn’t something to joke about.Morgan
The night grew heavier, inside the Blue Mountain Pack, everything seemed calm on the surface—but beneath it, something ancient was stirring. Zoe stood on the balcony outside her Luna office, arms wrapped around herself as the wind brushed against her skin. The moon hung high above, brighter than usual, almost… watchful. She could feel it, something was coming, something that had been waiting for a very long time.Behind her, the door creaked open “You’re going to freeze out here. Zack’s voice was softer than usual. Zoe didn’t turn. “I like the cold,” she said quietly. “It helps me think.” Zack stepped beside her, leaning against the railing. “You’ve been doing a lot of that lately.” Zoe let out a small breath. “I don’t think I have a choice.” There was a pause.“What did you see,
The journey back from the Moon Light Pack was quiet….too quiet. Zoe sat in the passenger seat, her fingers lightly tracing the worn edges of the Book of Life resting in her lap. The road stretched endlessly ahead, but her mind was somewhere else entirely, lost
The sacred chamber beneath the Moon Goddess Temple had fallen into a heavy silence. Zoe stood frozen, the priestess’s words still echoing inside her mind. You sealed him away. You erased your own memory. Her pulse was loud in her ears. Beside her, Zack
Zoe stared at the book, her fingers hovering over its worn cover, tracing the cracks in the leather and the faint symbols etched into its spine. It felt… alive. Not in a way she could explain, but there was something ancient about it—something that pulsed
Hours passed and still… the woman never came. The abandoned house had fallen into a suffocating silence, broken only by the occasional creak of old wood and Laura’s irritated pacing. Kelly stood near the window for most of that time, staring ou







