LOGINThe castle towered high above them, just as it had before.The Alpha stood at the top of the steps, his expression as cold and unreadable as ever.At his feet knelt the same woman, clutching her infant tightly against her chest. Her scattered luggage lay where it had been thrown.She wiped the tears from her face and slowly rose to her feet.Slowly, she picked up the luggage one piece at a time, carrying as much as she could and leaving the rest behind.She began to walk away, the silence behind her echoing his emotions.As the woman walked away, his eyes flashed with something, but it disappeared too quickly to tell what it was. Even so, he remained where he stood until she disappeared from sight.With her arms wrapped around her son, she walked alone through the quiet night.Women of different ages mocked her.> "So pathetic. She can't even keep a man."The woman didn't stop. She kept walking, but she whispered with a chuckle that made one's skin crawl.> "So it's my fault that I wa
Her question made Daxiel stop in his tracks. He looked over at her and said simply, "No.""Really?" Arya asked doubtfully."Uhm," Daxiel replied before resuming his walk.He thought she would let it go, but instead Arya asked, "If you're not, then why have you been acting cold toward me?""That's just how I am," Daxiel said.But Arya didn't believe a single word. How could that be his natural personality? He had to be angry with her.Daxiel said nothing further and walked over to sit in front of one of the canvases.Arya also settled in front of the other canvas, directly facing him."What do you want to draw?" Daxiel asked."I don't know," Arya replied. But when she met Daxiel's gaze, she changed her mind. "Anything of your choice."Daxiel picked up a pencil and began to draw.Seeing him start, Arya also picked up her pencil.The two of them focused on their drawings. At least, Daxiel did. Arya only pretended to concentrate, constantly stealing glances at him.The garden remained shr
"Who is that?" Arya asked cautiously."What are you doing here?" the person asked in a hoarse voice, answering her question with another question instead.But Arya immediately recognized the voice. It was Daxiel, and the familiar strong scent of sandalwood soon enveloped her.Arya breathed a sigh of relief. "You scared me," she said with a pout."I asked you a question," Daxiel said, ignoring her complaint.He asked me a question? Arya thought with a furrowed brow before muttering, "Oh.""I was looking for you." A smile lit up her face. "I wanted to ask about the date."She waited for a reply from Daxiel, but he remained silent, so she suggested, "Why not turn on the light?"She could barely see anything, not even his face. It was only his presence that was keeping her calm.Instead of turning on the light, Daxiel opened the door."Don't ever come back here," he warned seriously before gently but firmly ushering her out of the room.Before Arya could say anything, Daxiel shut the door
rAt first, Finn was caught off balance, but he quickly steadied himself and regained it. He landed gracefully, making it look more like a deliberate jump than a push.Daxiel watched Finn's figure and immediately leaped after him, jumping off the rooftop.The two landed on the ground at the same time.Without giving Finn a moment to breathe, Daxiel attacked.With a single stomp on the ground, a burst of energy erupted from Daxiel, causing Finn to stumble backward. Just as he was about to regain his footing, Daxiel landed a punch directly on his chin.A cut immediately appeared on Finn's cheek, and blood oozed from it. But it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared.Finn straightened himself and stared at Daxiel."You're overreacting," Finn said."Shut up," Daxiel replied coldly, his gaze fixed on Finn. Anyone else would have fallen to their knees in fear beneath those chilling eyes, but they had little effect on Finn.Daxiel sneered."You think I don't know your game?""Game?" Finn a
Crystal finally came out of the bath after spending a relaxing time in the bubble bath.As soon as she entered her room, she was surprised by how clean it looked.Only one person could have done this—Luciano.With a raised eyebrow, she wondered how quickly he had finished.She hadn't even spent up to thirty minutes in the bath.But why did the room somehow feel empty?Her suspicion was confirmed when she noticed the antique on her bedside table was missing.Where did everything go? she wondered.She wasn't left in suspense for long, however, as she noticed something shining under her bed.She bent down to check it, remembering she hadn't placed anything shiny there.To her surprise, she found everything—her shoes, bags, skincare products, and many other belongings."Wait... what is going on here?"Instinctively, she walked to her wardrobe.There, she found all her clothes stuffed inside, regardless of whether they were clean or dirty.She was completely bewildered by Luciano's method
Crystal looked at Luciano's raised eyebrow and said quietly,"Because I lied to you."Luciano thought for a while before nodding."Good. You realize your mistake.""There was no reason to lie to me. You could have just told me the truth," Luciano said.Crystal looked at him and asked,"Are you angry?"Luciano nodded."I was."Crystal's fingers clenched slightly.He should be, she thought."But I forgave you," Luciano said.Crystal's eyes widened slightly."You did?""Of course," Luciano replied before adding,"But don't do it again."Watching his forgiving expression, Crystal's eyes trembled slightly.An unfamiliar feeling of guilt tightened around her heart—not the familiar resentment that usually gripped her whenever she was at fault.She wasn't used to being forgiven.She was used to being judged and abandoned."So, what do you want to do now?" Luciano asked."Nothing," Crystal wanted to say, but Luciano cut her off."Don't lie to me."Crystal clenched her fingers before finally sa
Arya and the other girls who had been selected were led through a long corridor.The other girls began crying even harder. Arya didn’t know why they were crying, but she felt left out, so she decided to join them.“Uhuhu…”Her voice was the loudest.Attention immediately shifted to her.The girls s
Arya woke up to a pounding headache. It hurt more than anything she had ever experienced. Small tears began to escape her eyes as she held her head in place.Soon, the headache began to subside, and her eyes fluttered open.The whole place was dark; she could barely see anything. A strange, unpleas
For a moment, only the sound of rain could be heard.“What did you say?” the man asked.“I said, be my boyfriend,” Arya repeated, looking him straight in the eye.He stared at her blankly.No one had ever dared to meet his gaze. People trembled before him.But here she was—looking at him with hope.
A dim light faintly illuminated the room. It was decorated in a princess style, but instead of the usual pink, everything was gold. The air felt soft—yet gloomy, reflecting the mood of the girl sitting on the plush bed.A gentle knock sounded on the door, followed by a small voice.“Miss, it is tim







