LOGINThe atmosphere inside Kaelyn's chambers was far from peaceful. The room, usually elegant and calming, had become a reflection of Kaelyn's mood.Several wine bottles sat open on a nearby table, one glass had already been emptied, another was currently in Kaelyn's hand.The young woman sat near the fireplace, her cheeks slightly flushed from drinking. Her son slept peacefully in a cradle nearby, completely unaware of the storm surrounding his mother.Ava stood close to the window, watching her then a knock suddenly sounded on the door.Ava immediately turned but Kaelyn barely reacted. She simply took another sip of wine."Come in" she said.The door opened and Ava immediately sighed in relief."Luna Seraphina" she called happily. Seraphina stepped inside with a scowl. The moment Ava saw her, genuine relief crossed her face."Thank the Moon Goddess."Seraphina frowned."What?""We thought something happened to you" she said.Kaelyn slowly looked up, her eyes slightly glassy from the alc
By the time Becca and Mira arrived at Eugene's chambers, the sun had already begun its slow descent across the horizon.The mansion had finally grown quieter after the chaos of the coronation, at least quieter than usual.Becca was exhausted, emotionally. Everything that had happened since the coronation felt like a blur and finally the discovery that Eugene had moved every single one of her belongings into his room without asking was just the worse.She still couldn't believe it.Mira pushed open the door first. The room beyond was spacious and elegant, fitting for an Alpha King.Large windows overlooked the estate, a massive fireplace sat against one wall, dark wooden furniture occupied the room and scattered around were boxes and personal belongings that had once belonged to Becca.Seeing them here irritated her all over again."Unbelievable" she muttered. Mira snorted."I agree."Becca walked inside slowly. Her eyes scanned the room then she froze."He's not here" she said as rel
Becca 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 grand dining room of the mansion gleamed under the afternoon sunlight filtering through the high arched windows. Despite the elegant serenity of it all, a storm churned quietly inside Eugene’s chest. He sat at the head of the table, shoulders squared, jaw tight, eyes alert—but his heart was n
The heavy doors of the grand dining hall groaned as Desmond and Seraphina stepped out into the sprawling corridor of the Blackwood mansion. The air was cool and still, a stark contrast to the thick tension that had clung to the lunch table they had just left behind. Desmond’s boots echoed down t
In the heart of the pack’s sprawling estate, the excitement was thick, an invisible current pulsing through the walls. Every hallway echoed with movement—warriors preparing, elders whispering, the young ones pressed against windows to glimpse the glowing horizon. Tonight, under the rise of the fu
The sacred grounds breathed silence and violence all at once. Dust hung in the air like restless spirits, swirling between the two alphas. Their breath was heavy, ragged in different ways—Desmond’s from the exertion of trying to break Eugene, and Eugene’s from the slow, creeping grip of the poiso







