Lisa’s POV 

The leather diary felt heavy in my hands, as if the weight of my mother’s memories were pressing into my palms. The cracked cover smelled faintly of earth and old paper. I sat on the edge of the couch. My body was trembling with anticipation and dread. 

Rylan’s warm hand rested on mine. He was grounding me. Kael sat stiffly on the other side. His storm–gray eyes were fixed on our joined hands. The tension in the room was almost unbearable. 

“Go on,” Morana urged gently. Her voice was calm but steady. “The answers you seek are inside.” 

I nodded slowly and turned the page. 

My breath caught as my mother’s words unfolded before my eyes. Her handwriting was delicate and 

flowing, almost like small rivers of ink spreading across the page. 

I began to read aloud, but inside, it felt like I was hearing her voice. 

I never thought my life would change so suddenly. After the rogues attacked us, I truly believed I would die 

that day. But then… he appeared. 

Fenric. 

Even writing his name makes my heart beat faster. His presence was overwhelming. He was not only strong, but graceful, as though the battle was a dance he had mastered. His deep green eyes glowed like forest fire and his dark brown hair caught the sunlight in strands of gold. 

When he turned his gaze to me, I felt my breath stop. And then Selene, my wolf, whispered inside me with 

a voice so certain it shook me to my core: He is ours. He is our mate. 

My hands trembled. My heart pounded like a drum. I had waited so long for this moment and now it had 

come. I could barely believe it. 

When Fenric helped me to my feet, his touch was warm, gentle and careful. He looked at me as though I was the most precious thing in the world. I had never felt so cherished. 

He visited me after that day, again and again. His kindness was endless. He brought me flowers, gifts, and 

stories of his pack, the Shadowrune pack. Each time we spoke, I felt myself falling deeper. 

It didn’t take long before he went to my father to ask for my hand. 

At first, my father hesitated. He wanted to know more about Fenric. He investigated and asked around. When he returned, he said Fenric was the Alpha of Shadowrune. A powerful pack. A proud one. My father finally agreed. 

When Fenric slipped a ring onto my finger, I thought my heart would burst from joy. I was going to marry 

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my mate. 

I was happy. So…. so happy. 

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I swallowed hard. My fingers shook as I turned the next page. My chest ached for my mother’s joy, for how 

full of hope she must have been. 

But Sierra whispered in my head. And yet you already know how it ends. Don’t let yourself be blinded by 

her happiness, Lisa. Fenric was never what he seemed. 

I gritted my teeth. I wanted to believe my mother had been safe, that maybe for a time she had been 

loved. 

I continued reading. 

Our marriage began with light and laughter. Fenric was affectionate, attentive and devoted. He kissed me 

every morning. He told me I was beautiful. He said he couldn’t bear to be apart from me for even a day. 

I thought it was love. I thought it was everything I had ever dreamed of. 

But slowly, things changed. 

Fenric grew colder. His kisses became fewer, his touches more distant. He stopped smiling at me the way 

he once did. 

Worse, he became possessive. He told me I should not leave the mansion. At first, he said it was to keep me safe. Then he said he would miss me too much if I visited my parents. I believed him. I told myself it was because he loved me deeply. 

But as the days passed, the walls around me began to close in. I was a Luna who never saw her people. I was a wife trapped in a gilded cage. 

The Shadowrune pack felt… strange. The wolves avoided me. When I tried to speak to them, they fled as if 

I carried a curse. I thought perhaps they did not see me as their Luna. 

But I swore to myself I would win them over. I wanted to belong. I wanted to be worthy of Fenric’s world. 

Still… something gnawed at me. Something was wrong. 

I had never once seen any of them shift. 

Not one. 

I gasped softly. The words on the page chilled me to the bone. 

“They never shifted?” I whispered aloud. 

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Morana’s lips pressed into a tight line, but she said nothing. Kael’s eyes darkened. His jaw was tense. Rylan squeezed my hand tighter. 

“Keep reading.” Morana said softly. 

So I did. 

In my loneliness, I found a friend. 

Her name was Morana. She was older and wise. She had long silver hair and eyes that seemed to see into 

my soul. She had just returned from a long journey. She hadn’t known Fenric had gotten married in her 

absence. 

When she met me, her reaction was strange. She frowned and said, “But you are a werewolf. Why would 

Fenric marry one of your kind?” 

Before I could ask more, Fenric appeared and quickly pulled her away. 

Something passed between them. Something secret. 

When I asked Morana about it later, she brushed it aside. “I was only surprised. I didn’t expect Fenric to 

find his mate.” 

But her tone was uneasy. She knew something. She was hiding it. 

Then, one night, I saw her fix a broken vase without even touching it. The shards lifted and mended themselves before my eyes. My breath caught. Werewolves could not do that. 

When she saw my shock, she pressed a finger to her lips. “You must never tell Fenric. If he knew I revealed 

this, he would not spare me. Or you.” 

I swore to keep her secret. 

That night, she told me the truth. 

“This is not the Shadowrune pack,” she whispered. “It is the Shadowrune Coven. Fenric is not an Alpha. He is a warlock, the leader of this coven. These are not werewolves around you, Althea. They are witches and 

warlocks.” 

Her words left me trembling. 

I told her that she must be mistaken. Fenric was my mate. My wolf had chosen him. Selene had called him 

ours. 

But Morana shook her head. “Your mate cannot be a warlock. Fenric knows powerful spells. He could have tricked you. He could have created a false mate bond, Althea. One woven with dark magic.” 

I could not believe her. I thought that perhaps she wanted to turn me against him. Perhaps she was jealous. 

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1 clung to the bond I felt and to the man I had once loved 

I told myself things would get better. That if I gave him a child, maybe his heart would soften again. 

So I prayed, and I hoped. And at last, I was blessed with a child growing inside me. 

My hand trembled as I touched the page. 

My chest ached. 

“She was pregnant with me,” I whispered. 

Rylan’s thumb brushed soothing circles on the back of my hand. 

But Kael’s stare burned into me. 

I turned the page again. 

I thought that the baby would heal us. I thought that Fenric would smile again and would love me as he 

once had. 

But instead, the shadows grew. 

One night, Morana came to me in secret. She begged me to follow her. “You must see the truth with your 

own eyes,” she said. 

I hesitated but something in her voice convinced me. 

She led me deep underground, to a cellar I had never known existed. We hid in the darkness and listened. 

Fenric’s voice carried through the air. It was cold and ruthless. 

He was speaking of me. 

“This full moon, I will spill her blood,” he said. “Her sacrifice will break the curse on our coven once and for 

all.” 

My breath froze in my chest. 

He wanted to kill me. 

His own wife. His own mate. The child I carried. None of it mattered. 

Morana clutched my arm and whispered, “Now you see. He bewitched you. The bond you feel….it isn’t real. You must escape, Althea. Or you will die.” 

Tears blurred my eyes. I could not breathe. The man I loved, the man I thought was my mate, was nothing 

but a monster. 

That night, Morana helped me pack. She cloaked me with her spells and guided me through hidden 

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passages. My heart broke with every step I took but I knew I had no choice. 

I fled. 

1 returned to Night Crest. I gave birth to my daughter. My beautiful Lisa. My reason to keep breathing. 

I swore I would protect her. I swore I would keep her safe from him….from Fenric. 

But even now… I fear it may not be enough. 

I never expected that he would do something so cruel. 

I lost everything because of him. 

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The words ended abruptly. 

The diary slipped from my fingers and landed on my lap. My vision blurred with tears. 

“He wanted to sacrifice her,” I whispered hoarsely. “He would have killed her… and me.” 

My chest heaved with emotion. 

Sierra’s voice was dark. Now you see the truth. Fenric is more dangerous than you ever knew. 

I nodded numbly. My whole body was trembling. 

Rylan wrapped his arms around me. “Lisa…” His voice cracked. “I swear on my life, I will never let him 

touch you. Not ever.” 

Kael’s eyes burned as he watched us. His fists clenched at his sides. His voice was sharp. “And that is why 

I will not leave. Not while Fenric still breathes.” 

The air grew heavy with tension. 

I held the diary against my chest, feeling my mother’s words echoing inside me like thunder. 

The chapter of her life had ended in betrayal and terror. 

And mine… mine was only beginning. 

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