Countdown to the festival
Ava’s POV
The days were closing in, each one ticking closer to the Harvest Festival, and with it, the return of the Lycan King. It was the only time he ever visited our pack, it was exactly this time in my past life that he arrived at Moon Stone Pack, and the reason why he came to a small pack such as ours was because of his sister.
Landon’s mother, Theresa, the beloved sister of the Lycan King, had died far too young. It was said she had been the heart of the pack, a woman of grace and strength who had united the wolves. A princess marrying into a mere Alpha pack. Her death had shaken the Moon Stone pack to its core, and to honour her, the Lycan King made his presence known once a year at the Harvest Festival.
The festival wasn’t just about honouring her, it was a time of celebration. New pups would be officially recognized as members of the pack, mates would declare their bonds, and the future of the pack would be coagulated. The pack was buzzing with the excitement of the coming festival, everyone preparing for what was sure to be the grandest festival, I had seen it all, but nothing excites me anymore. I had my plans for that day and it was going to be different.
As I walked through the packhouse, whispers followed me, just as they always had. Only this time, there was an edge to them, a sense of anticipation. Everyone was excited about the Lycan King’s arrival. It was all anyone could talk about so much wasn't said about the wolf-less Beta's daughter who is the Alpha’s son mate.
I heard pack members discussing as I passed by. "The Lycan King is coming," one of the older members murmured. "It’s been years since he last visited. Do you think Landon will take him hunting this time?"
"Maybe," another member replied. "It’s the only time of year the Alpha seems tense. The late princess meant everything to the king."
The mention of Landon’s mother stirred something inside me. I knew how much her memory meant to him, how her death had impacted him. But even that wasn’t enough to soften the hatred I felt. He had betrayed me, just like everyone else.
But now, I was planning my betrayal, I wouldn't be kept captive to the bond like in my past life.
The festival wasn’t just going to be a stage of celebration, I intended to use it to free myself. The pack didn’t know it yet, but they were in for a surprise. I wasn’t the weak, broken girl they thought I was.
I was going to destroy everything.
Landon didn’t know what was coming. Neither did Helena or my family. None of them knew what I had planned.
I would reject him in front of everyone, in front of the Lycan King himself. That would be the first little revenge. The moment the words left my mouth, it would rip through the pack like a shockwave. Rejecting Landon publicly would humiliate him, and by extension, my family. They would be the laughingstock of the entire pack.
I wasn’t afraid of the consequences. I welcomed them. The way they took my life from me, I would do the same. At night, whenever the packhouse grew quiet since my rebirth, I would lie awake, thinking of how it would unfold. Landon expected obedience from me, but I would give him something entirely different. I would give him my rejection, and I would give it to him in front of the most powerful werewolf in existence.
The Lycan King was a mystery to us all. He ruled the entire wolf realm, and although he had never been seen by most, his power was legendary. It was whispered that no one could defy him, that he was as untouchable as the moon itself. The fact that he only visited once a year to honour his sister made his presence even more significant.
And I have decided that if I had to leave the pack, I would go with him. Even if it meant being his slave, his servant, anything was better than staying here. Anywhere was better than living under the weight of this pack’s betrayal.
Maya growled softly in my mind, her presence a constant source of strength. "We’ll reject him publicly," she agreed, her voice filled with cold determination. "And then we’ll leave this place. Whether with the Lycan King or alone, we’ll make our path. When we are stronger, we will come back, and wipe them out"
I smiled bitterly at the thought. The idea of rejecting Landon, the Alpha, who had raped me filled my heart with a fierce sense of satisfaction.
The tension in the pack grew with each passing day. Everyone was preparing for the festival, but I could feel the undercurrent of anticipation, the sense that something big was coming. Even the Omegas spoke of it in hushed tones, excitement bubbling in the air.
"The Lycan King is arriving early," one of the Omegas whispered to another as I passed them in the kitchen. "He’s coming to honour Lady Theresa’s memory. I heard the Alpha is nervous."
I could feel Landon watching me whenever we were in the same room. His gaze was heavy, always lingering on me as if trying to figure out what had changed. But he couldn’t see it. He couldn’t see how much stronger I had become, how much control I had over my emotions now.
He couldn’t see that the girl he had broken no longer existed.
One night, as I stood near the edge of the packhouse, watching the stars, Landon appeared beside me. He didn’t say anything at first, but I could feel the tension between us, thick and unspoken.
"You’ve been quiet," he said after a long pause, his voice low and dangerous.
I didn’t respond. There was nothing to say.
"You’re still mine, Ava," he continued, his words sharper now, his eyes boring into me. "I have not rejected you, you are still my mate even though I will be marrying your sister."
My heart pounded, the fire in my chest growing hotter with every word he spoke. But I kept my face neutral, my gaze distant.
"Not for much longer," I whispered, the words slipping out before I could stop them.
Landon’s eyes flashed with something dark, and for a moment, I thought he might snap. But he just stood there, his jaw clenched, his hands tightening into fists.
"We’ll see about that," he said coldly before turning and walking away.
Maya growled in anger, her voice a soft rumble in my mind. "He’ll regret ever thinking he could control us."
I nodded, my heart steady, my mind clear. We would reject Landon in front of the entire pack, and we would leave this place, one way or another. I inhaled deeply trying to steady my mind and thoughts.
Let the festival come.
I am ready.
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