Chapter 115 

Lisa’s POV 

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Rylan carried me inside the Frostbane mansion as if I weighed nothing. My arms circled around his neck and my cheek rested against his chest. I could hear the steady beat of his heart beneath my ear. 

After everything I had just been through, this moment felt unreal. Rylan’s warmth wrapped around me. His scent of pine and smoke filled my senses. I felt safe again. 

He climbed the stairs with steady strides. My breath caught when he pushed open the door to his bedroom. It was exactly as I remembered: the large bed with dark sheets, the tall windows framed with heavy curtains and the faint glow of moonlight spilling inside. 

He set me down gently on the bed, as though I might break if he let go too fast. My body sank into the softness of the mattress. I didn’t want him to step away, not even for a second. 

But instead of moving back, Rylan reached for the door. His hand gripped the handle, and with a sharp 

click, he locked it. 

My pulse quickened. 

Sierra chuckled softly in my mind. He doesn’t plan to let anyone disturb you tonight. 

Heat rushed into my cheeks. I whispered inside myself, I don’t mind. 

When Rylan turned back to me, his expression was different. He looked so sexy. His eyes glowed faintly 

with his wolf. His chest rose and fell faster than before. 

“Lisa,” he murmured, his voice deep and husky. “Do you know how many nights I have dreamed of this? Of 

you coming back?” 

My breath caught. My fingers twisted in the blanket. “Rylan…” 

He strode to me and sat at the edge of the bed, leaning closer until his face hovered just above mine. His 

hand brushed a strand of hair away from my cheek. His thumb lingered against my skin. 

“I thought I had lost you,” he whispered, his forehead touching mine. “I thought I would never get the chance to hold you again. And it killed me, Lisa. Every second without you killed me.” 

My throat tightened. “I’m sorry,” I said softly. “I doubted you. I should have trusted you. I let Fenric’s lies 

come between us. I almost let him win.” 

Rylan’s lips curved in a faint smile, though his eyes glistened. “You’re here now. That’s all that matters.” 

His mouth brushed against mine, feather–light at first, as though he was afraid I might pull away. But I didn’t. I leaned into him. The kiss deepened, and all the pain and longing spilled into it. 

Sierra sighed happily in my head. Finally. 

Rylan pulled back just enough to look at me. His grin was mischievous now. “Do you know how much I’ve 

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missed this mouth of yours? How much I’ve missed you?” 

1 flushed. “Rylan…” 

He chuckled softly. The sound was vibrating through me. “You blush so easily. I love it.” 

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I swatted at his chest lightly, but he caught my hand and kissed the inside of my wrist. The heat of his lips 

against my skin sent a shiver racing through me. 

“You drive me crazy, Lisa,” he murmured. “Crazy enough that when I thought you believed I had betrayed 

you… it broke me. But I knew. I knew you would come back to me.” 

Tears stung my eyes. I laid my head against his chest and listened to his racing heartbeat. “I don’t deserve 

you,” I whispered. “I doubted your loyalty to me.” 

“Yes, you do,” he said fiercely. “You’re mine. Always.” 

His arms wrapped tight around me. For a long while, we just held each other in silence. There were no 

words and only the sound of our breaths mingling. The warmth of his body seeped into mine and soothed every wound left inside me. 

Eventually, the passion that had been simmering between us ignited. We made love, slow and desperate, 

full of whispered promises and soft laughter. In his arms, I felt whole again. 

Afterward, I lay against his bare chest. My head was rising and falling with his breaths. His fingers traced 

idle circles on my back. 

“You’re never leaving me again,” he murmured, his voice thick with exhaustion and contentment. 

I smiled against his skin. “Not if I can help it.” 

Sierra hummed in my head. She was content. This is where you belong. 

For the first time in what felt like forever, I drifted to sleep in peace. I was safely wrapped in Rylan’s arms. 

A knock at the door startled me awake. It was morning. Light filtered through the curtains. I blinked. I was 

still pressed against Rylan’s chest. He stirred beneath me and groaned softly. 

The knock came again, firmer this time. “Alpha Rylan,” a guard called from outside. “Morana has arrived. 

She waits in the main hall.” 

I sat up quickly. “Morana…” My heart raced. The diary. 

Rylan rubbed his face with his hands, then pushed himself up to sit beside me. “She didn’t waste time,” he muttered. 

We dressed quickly while stealing a few soft kisses in between. My cheeks were still warm with the memory of the previous night. 

When we finally stepped into the hall, hand in hand, my heart felt light. But the moment we entered the main hall, my chest tightened again. 

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Kael was already there. 

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He sat beside Morana on the couch. His posture was straight and stiff. His silver eyes locked instantly on our joined hands. His expression darkened. 

Sierra’s sly voice echoed in my mind. He hates it. Look at him….jealous already. 

I swallowed hard. I could almost feel the tension rolling off him. 

Morana, however, seemed unaffected. She rose slowly. Her long silver braid swayed down her back. In her hands was a thick and worn leather diary. The cover was cracked with age. It smelled faintly of old parchment and something floral, as though it had absorbed the scent of the woman who once held it. 

“This,” she said gravely, “belonged to your mother, Althea.” 

My breath hitched as she placed it in my hands. It was heavier than I expected. It was thick with secrets 

and memories. 

“Thank you,” I whispered while clutching it close. 

I opened the cover carefully. On the first page, an old photograph was glued. It was her. My mother. She looked so young….so alive. Her smile was radiant and her eyes were sparkling like mine. 

My chest tightened. Tears pricked my eyes. “She’s beautiful.” 

Rylan squeezed my hand gently. Kael leaned forward slightly, though he said nothing. His expression was 

unreadable. 

I turned the page. The next few were filled with neat handwriting. I began to read. 

I will turn twenty–one soon. Everyone says it is the most important age for a she–wolf. But I feel strange. All the girls my age have already met their wolves. Jane, my best friend, already has hers. She has even met her mate. And me? Nothing. No wolf. No whispers. Only silence. 

Sometimes, I wonder if something is wrong with me. Mama says no. She says our bloodline is different. That our wolves come later because we are special. But I don’t feel special. I feel forgotten and left 

behind. 

Jane teases me. She tells me to stop worrying. But when I see the glow in her eyes when she talks about her mate, I feel a sting in my chest. I want that too. I want to feel whole. 

My eyes blurred as I read the words. I could almost hear my mother’s young voice in them. 

“She thought she wasn’t special,” I whispered softly. 

Morana’s voice was gentle. “She was wrong. Althea was one of the most special souls I ever knew.” 

I turned another page. 

It is my birthday. I am twenty–one today. And finally…finally….my wolf has come to me. Her name is Selene. 

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She is strong and fierce. Her voice fills me with courage. I feel whole at last. I am not broken. I am not left 

behind. 

Mama cried when I told her. She said it was time I learned the truth. She said our family is not ordinary. We are blessed. Long ago, the Moon Goddess herself touched our bloodline and gave us divine powers. It runs in our veins. It is hidden but real. I wanted to laugh, but Mama’s eyes were too serious. She said we were chosen, and that one day I would understand why. 

I touched the ink with trembling fingers. 

Sierra whispered inside me. Just like you. Just like us. 

A lump formed in my throat. 

I turned another page. My breath was quickening. 

Today, Jane and I went on a picnic. We laughed and teased each other like always. But then… the rogues came. Their eyes were wild. They looked so dangerous. I thought I would die. But before they could reach us, an Alpha appeared with his men. He fought like fire. His strength was overwhelming. I couldn’t look away. He was the most handsome man I had ever seen. His name… was Fenric. 

My hand froze on the page. My stomach dropped. 

The words stared back at me. They were heavy and cruel. 

My mother had met Fenric that day. 

And it had changed everything. 

The room was silent. I could feel both Kael’s and Rylan’s eyes on me as I gripped the diary tighter. 

My heart thudded painfully. 

The chapter of my mother’s life had only just begun. 

And I wasn’t sure if I was ready to know the rest. 

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