LOGINJack slammed the door of his room harder than he intended.For several moments, he simply stood there with his back against the door, eyes closed and jaw clenched.Everything hurt, his muscles ached from the brutal spar with Max, his knuckles were bruised, his ribs throbbed every time he breathed too deeply, but none of that bothered him nearly as much as what was happening inside his head.A frustrated growl escaped him."Damn it."He pushed himself away from the door and walked toward the washroom. The reflection staring back at him in the mirror looked just as miserable as he felt.His hair was damp with sweat, a cut sat near his cheek and there was dried blood on his neck.Jack grabbed a cloth and dipped it into cold water before pressing it against his face.The cool sensation should have helped but It didn't. His thoughts immediately returned to the training grounds and his grip tightened around the cloth.He could still hear Max's words proclaiming he kissed Mira and they both
For the first time in what felt like forever, Becca was tired of staring at the same four walls.The healer had repeatedly instructed her to rest, Mira had repeated those instructions even more aggressively, the maids had practically been ordered to watch her every movement and while Becca appreciated everyone's concern, she was beginning to feel trapped.She wasn't dying, she wasn't bedridden, she certainly wasn't a fragile doll, at least not in her opinion.The morning sunlight poured through the windows of her room as she stood near the mirror adjusting her dress.One of the maids immediately noticed."Luna Becca?"Becca sighed."I know what you're going to say, but I'm only taking a walk and walking is very restful" she said.The maid didn't look convinced. Neither did the other two maids standing nearby.She started walking toward the door."Let's get some fresh air" she said and the maids quickly followed.The mansion corridors were unusually peaceful that morning. Several peopl
The tension hanging over the training grounds refused to disappear.Even after Alpha Eugene had interrupted the fight, even after the shouting had stopped, the atmosphere remained heavy.Every wolf present could feel it.The soldiers who had been cheering moments ago now stood quietly, careful not to attract attention.Nobody wanted to become the next target of Eugene's anger.Especially not when the Alpha King looked as though he was only barely keeping his temper under control.Max stood on one side of the training grounds, bruised and covered in dirt.Jack stood opposite him, his chest rose and fell with heavy breath, sweat glistened on his skin with a small cut ran along his jaw.But despite his injuries, he remained standing straight.Unfortunately, Desmond's sudden appearance had only made things worse. He stood with his arms folded, looking far too pleased with himself.His eyes occasionally drifted toward Jack and every time they did, Eugene's suspicion seemed to deepen.Despi
The silence that settled over the training grounds was suffocating.Only moments ago, the area had been filled with cheers, shouting, and the sounds of combat. Now nobody dared make a sound.Every wolf present could feel Alpha Eugene's anger radiating through the air. It was impossible to ignore.The Alpha King's hand had finally released Jack's wrist, but the memory of that iron grip remained.Jack took a step back while Max stood nearby, still catching his breath after being knocked onto his back.Mira had finally managed to push through the soldiers who had been keeping her from leaving.The Alpha slowly looked around the training grounds and his gaze moved from soldier to soldier then back to Max who immediately straightened.For once, he looked genuinely uncomfortable.Eugene folded his arms."Would someone like to explain what exactly I am looking at?" He demanded. Nobody answered. Max rubbed the back of his neck while Jack stared ahead.Eugene's eyes narrowed."I asked a quest
Max and Jack stood toe to toe, their bodies filled with sweat, breathing heavily, bleeding from several small cuts and neither man showed the slightest intention of stopping.Their fangs were fully extended, their eyes flashed, their wolf instincts surged dangerously close to the surface.Mira stood at the edge of the growing crowd, her arms folded tightly across her chest. Every passing second made her more anxious.This had gone much too far."Stop cheering!" she yelled at the soldiers but nobody listened.A group of warriors laughed then one of them shouted."Come on, Beta Max!"Another yelled,"Take him down, Jack!"The crowd erupted again and Mira groaned."Moon Goddess help me."The two fighters circled each other once more, dust swirling around their feet, neither looked willing to back down.Max wiped blood from the corner of his mouth and a grin spread across his face."You've gotten stronger."Jack rolled his shoulders."You sound surprised" he said."I am" Max replied. Sev
The tension in the garden remained thick long after Tyler had issued his warning.The morning breeze rustled the flowers and trees around them, but it did little to cool the hostility hanging in the air.Tyler stood firmly where he was, Kaelyn stood opposite him with her baby in her arms while Ava remained slightly behind her, watching everything with calculating eyes.For several moments, nobody spoke, the silence itself felt like a challenge, then Kaelyn finally broke it."I think you've forgotten your place" she said.Her voice was cold. Far colder than Tyler had ever heard from her before but he wasn't intimidated."If telling the truth means I've forgotten my place, then perhaps" he replied. Kaelyn's eyes narrowed."You have no right to accuse me of anything.""I didn't accuse you" he said."You practically did" she shot at him. Tyler folded his arms."I told you to stop whatever you're planning."Ava laughed, the sound mocking. She tilted her head."And what exactly are we pla
Becca had not slept a single hour.The night had dragged on endlessly, heavy with thoughts that refused to rest. Every time she closed her eyes, Alpha Eugene’s words came back to her, low, deliberate, and edged with something she couldn’t name.He wanted to impregnate her, not because of love, not
The grand corridors of the Blackwood mansion shimmered with golden light. Chandeliers dangled like frozen stars from the high ceiling, illuminating the polished marble beneath their feet. The faint scent of roses from the garden lingered in the air, blending with the crisp perfume that clung to
Becca’s fingers moved with steady precision, measuring powders of dried sage and willow bark into small clay bowls, grinding them into finer form with a pestle. Becca wiped her brow with the back of her wrist, exhaling softly. The day had been long, but she found rhythm in the work, the repetition
The infirmary smelled faintly of sage, dried lavender, and boiled willow bark. Mira’s sharp eyes darted over the room like a hawk surveying her territory. “Move the herbs closer to the window,” she ordered briskly, her voice clear and commanding. A young maid jumped to obey, clutching a basket







