로그인Becca was furious.The entire walk back to her room had been filled with angry muttering, clenched fists, and several moments where Mira was certain she was about to march straight back to Eugene and start another argument.The corridor seemed unusually quiet as Becca and Mira approached her chambers. Neither woman spoke for several moments.The tension from the confrontation with Eugene still lingered heavily between them.Finally, Mira sighed."I still can't believe he did that" she said.Becca let out a sharp laugh."Oh, I can."They reached the door and Becca immediately pushed it open then froze. Mira froze beside her as silence filled the room.The room was practically empty.The wardrobe doors stood open, nothing remained inside. The shelves were bare, the vanity table that usually held Becca's personal items had been cleared, the decorative blankets she loved were gone and the books she had spent weeks collecting were gone.Only the bed remained, perfectly made, as though some
Boxes continued moving past as servants hurried toward Alpha King Eugene's chambers. Some carried folded dresses, others carried books, jewelry cases, blankets, and personal belongings.Every single box felt like an insult to Kaelyn and every single box was making Becca angrier by the second.Mira stood beside Becca with her arms folded tightly across her chest. She was equally irritated.The moment Becca and Mira approached, Kaelyn stepped directly into their path."Stop."Becca immediately sighed."Not today."Kaelyn ignored her. Her eyes remained fixed on the boxes being carried away then back to Becca."What is going on?" She demanded. Becca already knew where this was heading and she rubbed her forehead."Kaelyn—""No, I want an answer" she cut her off.Mira rolled her eyes."Then perhaps ask the person who ordered it."Kaelyn immediately turned toward her."I wasn't talking to you" she retorted. Becca sighed."I honestly don't know why Eugene is doing this" she said.Kaelyn na
Jack walked through the hallway with his hands behind his back, his expression dark and unreadable.His body still ached from his spar with Max. The bruises across his ribs reminded him of it with every step, yet physical pain wasn't what occupied his thoughts.His conversation with Desmond was.Jack clenched his jaw.For the hundredth time since leaving the dungeon, he found himself questioning whether he had made the right decision, or if he had made the biggest mistake of his life.His footsteps echoed softly against the polished floor."Am I really doing this?" he muttered to himself.The question sounded ridiculous because deep down he already knew the answer.He had made his choice, or at least he thought he had.Desmond's words continued replaying inside his head. He hated that every time he walked into a room, people remembered who he used to serve.He hated the suspicious looks, he hated that no matter how much he sacrificed, no matter how many times he proved himself, somebo
Kaelyn had never felt so humiliated in her entire life.The moment she returned to her room after the coronation, she had barely managed to keep herself together.The image kept replaying inside her head, again and again.Eugene choosing Becca, holding Becca's hand, helping Becca onto the platform, publicly declaring his love and worst of all, the way he had looked at Becca, as though nobody else in the room existed.Kaelyn sat on the edge of her bed, her hands clenched tightly into fists. Nearby, her son slept peacefully in his crib, completely unaware of the storm brewing inside his mother's heart.Ava stood near the window, watching. She knew Kaelyn well enough to recognize the signs.Finally, Kaelyn broke the silence."Did you see her face?"Ava already knew who she meant."Becca?"Kaelyn laughed bitterly."Who else?"Ava remained silent. That only encouraged Kaelyn further."He chose her. He chose her in front of everyone" she said, her voice cracked slightly.Ava slowly crossed
The dungeon remained cold and damp.Torchlight flickered against the stone walls, creating dancing shadows that stretched across the corridor like restless ghosts.Desmond now stood behind the iron bars of his cell, his fingers loosely wrapped around the cold metal as he studied Jack.Jack stood a few feet away, his expression hard and unreadable while Seraphina remained nearby. She had absolutely no intention of leaving.Jack glanced at her."I wanted to speak to him alone" he said.Seraphina folded her arms."Well, I say no" he said.Jack's jaw tightened."This doesn't concern you."The statement made her laugh."Oh, it absolutely concerns me" she argued.Desmond smirked."I agree with Seraphina.l" he said.Jack looked irritated then Seraphina moved closer to the cell."If you have something to say, say it."Jack stared at her for several seconds then finally sighed, clearly realizing she wasn't going anywhere."Fine."The silence that followed felt heavy and Desmond waited patientl
The excitement and noise of the coronation slowly faded behind them as Becca and Mira made their way through the long hallways of the Blackwood estate.For the first time all day, Becca finally felt like she could breathe. All she wanted was to lock herself inside her room, crawl into bed, and forget the entire day had happened.For a brief moment, things felt normal again, almost peaceful then Becca sighed. Her smile faded and the exhaustion returned."I'm tired."Mira immediately noticed the change."I know" she replied. "Everything feels exhausting lately" Becca added.Mira gently squeezed her arm."You've been through a lot" she said.Becca nodded quietly.Eventually they reached her room and the familiar sight brought immediate relief."Finally."Mira opened the door."You can rest now" she said.Becca smiled softly."Thank the Moon Goddess" she replied. The two women stepped inside then immediately froze when they saw the room was in complete chaos.Several maids were moving a
The morning sun filtered softly through the glass ceiling of Councillor Hadrian’s grand greenhouse, casting warm, dappled light across the lavish spread laid on the long obsidian brunch table. Exotic plants lined every corner, their vibrant colors and heady scents creating a serene contrast to the
The body of Lila was brought back just before the sun reached its peak.Eugene sat on a wooden bench outside the room, eyes closed, fists balled in his lap. He hadn’t spoken much since Becca’s outburst in the infirmary. Now, with the weight of death and insult heavy on his chest, he found himself
The gentle trickle of water from the marble fountain echoed in the greenhouse like a whisper, but it couldn’t drown out the rising tension that clung to the air like the thick scent of blooming orchids. Rays of sunlight streamed through the vast glass ceiling above, casting shifting golden pattern
The low hum of the morning wind swept through the corridors of the Blackwood estate, carrying the scent of dew-soaked earth and the faint tang of blood. Eugene winced as he swung his legs over the side of the infirmary bed. His arm pulsed with a dull, stubborn pain that radiated from the angry da







