INICIAR SESIÓNNoahI stared at the key in my palm long after Elias left.The metal was cold against my skin, small and unassuming. It didn't look like freedom. It didn't look like hope. But it was. I turned it over in my hand, feeling the weight of it. This was it. A way out. A chance to escape.But I didn't move.I couldn't.Because if I left, I would be alone again. No Elena. No Kael. No one who actually cared about me as a person instead of a possession. The baby shifted inside me, a gentle reminder that I wasn't completely alone. But the fear still gripped my heart like a vice.What if I left and they caught me? What if I left and something happened to my child? What if I left and Kael wasn't there to meet me?The questions swirled in my mind like a storm. I was still sitting there, paralyzed by indecision, when a soft knock came at the door.I tensed, shoving the key into my pocket. My heart pounded in my chest. "Who is it?""A servant." The voice was muffled, barely audible through the thick
NoahThe door opened softly, and I knew who it was before I even looked up.Elias.He stood in the doorway, his expression uncertain. Gone was the confident Alpha who had once swept into my life with promises of safety. Gone was the man who had tried to possess me, control me, make me his.In his place stood someone who looked almost... lost."Noah." His voice was quiet. "Can we talk?"I didn't answer. I just stared at him, waiting.He walked into the room slowly, like he was approaching a wounded animal. He stopped a few feet away, his hands at his sides."I know you don't trust me," he said. "I know I've given you every reason not to. But I need to say something."I crossed my arms over my chest. "Say it."Elias took a breath. "I want to offer you something.""What?""Freedom."The word hung in the air between us.I stared at him, waiting for the punchline. Waiting for him to tell me it was a joke, a trick, another way to control me.But his face was serious. Sincere."I know how th
NoahThe knock came late in the evening.I was sitting by the window, watching the sun sink below the horizon. The sky was painted in shades of orange and gold, beautiful and distant.I didn't turn around."Noah." Adrian's voice was quiet, hesitant. "Can I come in?"I said nothing.He took my silence as permission. The door opened and closed softly. I felt him cross the room, felt his presence settle beside me.He didn't try to touch me. He just stood there, waiting."I know you don't want to see me," he said finally. "I know you probably hate me. But I needed to say something."I still didn't look at him."I'm sorry." His voice cracked. "For everything. For rejecting you. For buying you. For treating you like you were nothing."The words hung in the air.I stared out the window, my face blank."I know sorry isn't enough," Adrian continued. "I know I can't undo what I did. But I need you to know that I understand now. I understand how badly I hurt you."Silence."Noah, please." His vo
NoahThe tray sat on the table, untouched.I had been staring at it for what felt like hours. The bread had gone stale, the soup had grown cold, and the fruit was starting to brown at the edges.But I couldn't make myself reach for it.Every time I thought about eating, my stomach twisted with something that wasn't hunger. It was fear. Guilt. The memory of all the times I had been forced to eat, forced to obey, forced to pretend I was grateful.Elena found me like that, sitting on the edge of the bed, my eyes fixed on the tray."Noah." Her voice was soft. "You haven't eaten.""I'm not hungry."She crossed the room and picked up the tray. She sat beside me, close enough that I could feel the warmth of her presence."You need to eat," she said gently. "Your body needs strength. The baby needs strength.""I know." I looked away. "I just can't.""Can't? Or won't?"I didn't answer.Elena sighed. "Noah, I know you've been through terrible things. I know you're tired. But starving yourself i
NoahThe garden was quiet.I sat on the stone bench, my hands resting on my swollen belly, staring at nothing. The flowers blurred in my vision, their colors bleeding together into a wash of red and gold.I didn't see them. I didn't see anything.Elena found me there. Her footsteps were soft on the gravel path, but I heard her approach. I heard everything now. The birds in the trees, the wind in the leaves, the distant murmur of voices from the palace.I heard it all.And I felt nothing."Noah." Elena sat beside me, her voice gentle. "I have news."I didn't respond. I just kept staring at the flowers."Tyrene has been banished. Kael sent her away. She's gone."The words hung in the air between us. I waited for something to happen. For anger, relief, satisfaction. Anything.Nothing came.I blinked slowly. "Oh."Elena studied my face. "That's all you have to say?""What else is there to say?" My voice was flat, hollow. "She's gone. Good. She should have been gone a long time ago.""I th
KaelThe gates of Silvercrest loomed before me, tall and imposing. Iron bars reinforced with dark stone, guards patrolling the walls above, their eyes fixed on me and my warriors.I had ridden through the night to get here. My horse was lathered with sweat, my body ached from hours in the saddle. But I didn't care.Noah was inside those walls. And I was going to bring him home.I pulled my horse to a stop at the main gate and looked up at the guards. "Open the gates. I want to speak with your Alpha."The guards exchanged nervous glances. One of them disappeared, probably to fetch Adrian.I didn't have to wait long.Adrian appeared on the wall, flanked by his warriors. His face was cold, controlled, but I saw the tension in his jaw.Elias stood beside him, his expression unreadable."Kael." Adrian's voice carried down to me. "You're trespassing.""I'm here for Noah." I swung down from my horse, my hand resting on my sword. "Bring him out."Adrian's eyes narrowed. "He's not leaving.""Y
NoahThe next morning, I woke up feeling restless.The room Kael had given me was comfortable, warm, and safe, but after spending so many days hiding inside these walls, I felt trapped by my own fear. Ever since seeing Tyrene in the garden, I had barely left my room, meals were brought to me, the h
NoahStormhaven was nothing like the packs I had known before.When Kael first brought me here, I had expected another prison disguised as a home. Every pack claimed to care about its members, but I had learned long ago that pretty words often hid ugly truths. Yet as the days passed, I found mysel
NoahThe river water was freezing.I cupped trembling hands and brought the water to my mouth. The cold shocked me awake for a moment.My reflection stared back from the dark surface—pale face, sunken eyes, messy silver hair. I barely recognized myself anymore.Another sharp pain stabbed through my
EliasI stood on the western wall of Redfang and watched Silvercrest's banners moving in the distance.Even from here, I could see Adrian's army. Thousands of soldiers, rows of steel, war horses, siege weapons.He wasn't bluffing.The bastard had come for Noah.Cold wind swept across the battlement







