บททั้งหมดของ The Wolf's Revenge : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 8

The poison burned like liquid fire, spreading from her throat through every vein, every artery, every desperate pulse point. Silver-laced nightshade—she could taste it now, acrid and sweet, the same taste that had been in his kiss an hour ago.Kaelen Draven, her mate, her alpha, her heart's single beating reason, had pressed his lips to hers with that devastating gentleness she had fallen for a decade ago. His hands had cradled her face like she was something precious. His scent—pine and woodsmoke and winter frost—had enveloped her as it always did, a familiar comfort that now felt like a cage closing."My love," he had murmured against her mouth, his voice that velvet rumble that made her knees weak even now. "You look tired. Let me make you tea."She should have known. The way his golden eyes had flickered, just for a second, to something cold and calculating. The way his thumb had traced her jawline, almost reverent, like he was memorizing her face before he erased her."No," she h

The familiar scent of home hit her before she saw it—pine and earth and the faint, coppery tang of wolves. Shadow Creek territory sprawled before her, a vast expanse of ancient forest broken by clearings and streams, dotted with the small villages and hunting camps that housed their pack.She had been gone three days.In her memory, those three days had been the happiest of her life. She had walked back into camp with Kaelen at her side, their hands brushing against each other, their eyes meeting with secret smiles. Everyone had seen it. Everyone had known. The princess of Shadow Creek had finally found her mate.How they had all celebrated. How they had all been so happy for her.They didn't know, she reminded herself. None of them knew what he really was. They just saw a handsome wolf with a charming smile and a good family name. They couldn't see the poison hidden beneath.She entered the main village cautiously, her senses on high alert. Everything was exactly as she remembered it

Seraphina returned to Shadow Creek with fire in her veins and ancient power thrumming beneath her skin. The white wolf's gift had transformed her—not just physically, but spiritually. She could feel the difference in every step she took, every breath she drew. Her senses were sharper, her reflexes quicker, her wolf more powerful than it had ever been.But power alone wouldn't save her pack. She needed a plan.The village was quiet when she arrived, the afternoon sun casting long shadows across the familiar wooden buildings. Cooking fires sent plumes of smoke into the clear sky, and the sounds of daily life drifted through the air—children laughing, wolves calling to each other, the rhythmic thud of an axe splitting wood.It all seemed so normal. So peaceful.He's already here, she thought, her nostrils flaring as she caught a familiar scent on the breeze. Pine and woodsmoke and winter frost. He's already wormed his way into our lives.She followed the scent through the village, her he

The days that followed were a careful balancing act, a dangerous dance on the edge of a knife. Seraphina played her role perfectly—the confused, traumatized girl struggling to recover from her ordeal. She kept her head down, avoided eye contact with Kaelen, and let the pack whisper about her fragile mental state.But beneath the surface, she was working tirelessly.Dane had proven to be an invaluable ally. His connections ran deep through the pack, and he knew exactly which wolves were loyal to the Blackwood family and which ones had been seduced by Kaelen's promises of power. Together, they had identified a small but growing network of wolves who were willing to fight for the true alpha line."The council is divided," Dane reported one evening, his voice low as they met in the shadows of the forest. "Half of them still support your family. The other half are Kaelen's creatures now. Your father's illness has made them nervous. They want stability, and Kaelen is offering it.""My fathe