LOGINRen’s POV You absolute fool!I cursed her over and over in my head. If she exposed me right now, not only would the captive women and children die, but Malachi and I would be torn to shreds in seconds. My muscles tensed, and my thumb slid toward the dagger at my waist.The Rogue Leader let out a fierce, malicious laugh, cutting Catherine off mid-sentence. "I love breaking wildcats!”He marched down the stone steps."The fiercer the temper, the sweeter the submission!"He grabbed the chains around Catherine's wrists and dragged her toward the dark passage behind the stone throne.Catherine fought desperately, kicking and screaming. Her eyes never left me.She wanted to call my name again.I saw it in her eyes."Ren..."My blood ran cold.But before the sound could escape her lips, the Rogue Leader suddenly stopped.For a split second, his crimson eyes shifted toward me.My heart nearly stopped. Had he noticed me?No...I forced myself to remain still, lowering my head like every other rogue
Ren’s POV I kept my head lowered, barely daring to breathe. My fingers remained locked around the hilt of the dagger hidden at my waist, the only thing that reminded me I still had a way to fight back.Beside me, Malachi wore the filthy leather armor of a rogue we had killed, blending into the chaotic column of raiders returning with their spoils.We followed the crowd as it wound deeper down the jagged valley. Through the smoke and dust, I noticed a massive wooden carriage rattling in the center of the column. Several feral rogues flanked it, baring their teeth and viciously shoving away anyone who dared to step too close.What could possibly be inside that carriage? Suspicion gnawed at me. Why were these rogues guarding it so fiercely?"Keep moving, you pathetic pack trash!"The ear-splitting crack of a barbed whip violently shattered my thoughts. I snapped my head toward the sound. A group of rogues was ruthlessly lashing the captured Silver River pack members. A young mother, clu
Ren’s POV My heart slammed against my ribs. We had finally found them.The monsters who had taken my mother from me were right below us.Lyall deliberately slowed his pace, and together, we crept to the jagged edge of a steep cliff. Parting the tangled bushes just enough to see through, the entire scene below opened up before us.It was a deeply secluded, desolate valley. Down below, vast swathes of vegetation lay shattered and uprooted, exposing nothing but barren, dry soil."Hurry up! If you dawdle any longer, I'll snap your pathetic legs!"A brutal shout from the valley floor instantly yanked my attention toward the gorge entrance. A group of towering, heavily scarred rogues were fiercely brandishing barbed whips, using them to herd a long line of captives chained together with heavy iron shackles.My breath caught in my throat. They were the survivors of the Silver River Pack.The vast majority of them were women and children, stumbling through the dirt. Behind the column of pris
Ren’s POVLyall hugged me tightly against his chest, his deep voice vibrating. "I promise you, I'll make them pay.""King," Malachi stepped forward, his expression dead serious. "Before we even arrived, those damned Rogues had already started scattering. The smell of blood and smoke is incredibly strong right now, but these guys are extremely cunning. They've scattered all sorts of pungent powders and animal carrion into the wind, trying to confuse us with a chaotic mess of scents."Hearing this, my heart sank into my stomach. A wave of cold despair washed over me. What were we supposed to do? Those Rogues were so cunning. Were we just going to be forced to sit here and watch them escape?!“However—” Malachi’s tone suddenly shifted, a sly, confident smile spreading across his face. “With me here, there's no way in hell they're getting away!”I looked at him with a puzzled expression.Lyall affectionately patted my head and explained, “Don’t worry, Ren. Malachi's tracking ability is un
Ren’s POVWarm blood flowed down the hilt of my dagger, and the rogue’s body collapsed heavily into the mud. His legs twitched violently a few times before finally going still."Dad... Mom... wake up! Please, wake up..."A desperate scream suddenly rang out. I turned my head stiffly and saw Vera kneeling beside two blood-soaked corpses, weeping in sheer despair. They were her parents. I hadn't planned on bringing her with me when the fire broke out, but I never expected her to secretly follow us. Yet, all that awaited her here was a ground covered in dead bodies.Looking at the raging inferno consuming my home, tears streamed down my face. I wanted to go back to my mother's side, but at that exact moment, the huge, burning house next to us made a loud noise.With a deafening crash, the roof collapsed, the flaming debris raining down right next to my mother. The dry timber met the roaring fire, and in an instant, a violent explosion of heat engulfed her completely."No—!! No!!" I was
Ren’s POV The wind screamed in my ears, biting at my face as Lyall’s massive warhorse galloped through the dark forest.I was pressed flush against Lyall’s chest, his arms locked around me as he drove the horse faster. Directly behind us, the thunderous, earth-shaking thuds of massive paws tore up the dirt. Beta Caspian and the Gammas had shifted into their giant Lycan forms, sprinting on all fours to keep pace.Faster. Please, Goddess, faster! I prayed frantically, my nails digging into the horse's mane.The return trip should have been short, yet it felt like an eternity.Before we emerged from the forest, the suffocating stench of ash and burning flesh hit my lungs.We burst through the trees, and the horrific scene stole the breath from my lungs.The Silver River Pack was gone. A wall of blistering fire had engulfed the entire territory. Wooden houses, watchtowers, and training grounds collapsed into the inferno one after another, the wood crackling and popping like gunfire. Chok
Hearing my name on that man’s lips, spoken with such vile intent, made my skin crawl. It was a desecration. I’d always been too fair, too slender for a pack wolf. My features were too fine, my lips too full, my hair a dark, unruly cascade that fell into my eyes. They whispered I looked more like a
Mate! Mine! Fenris was still howling in my head, desperate to break free and finally reach the mate he’d waited so long to see. But it was impossible. Kane shoved me away like I was something contaminated, and my body slammed into the marble floor once again. A sharp crack echoed through the room
"Omega, come here." The command was soft, but it carried the weight of a mountain. The air pressure in the room shifted. I didn't respond immediately; I desperately wanted to run away, to flee this room and this humiliation.On the bed, Vera pouted. She cupped her breasts, leaning down to try and
"You filthy Omega! An Alpha is not for you to crave!"The crack of Vera’s hand against my cheek echoed through the hallway like a gunshot. The force of it knocked me off my feet, and I hit the marble floor hard, pain shooting through my shoulder and hip.I lay there for a moment, dazed, the coppery







