Sarah's POVMy eyes darted across the room, heart thudding like a war drum.The thick tension that came with Alpha Derek's presence felt like a noose tightening around my throat."What... What do you mean?" My voice trembled, trying my best to mask my fear and panic.Alpha Derek chuckled. It was the kind that would make your spine itch.His gaze pinned me down like prey. "That tongue of yours,” he murmured darkly."It is one of the few things I find impressive about you.""But make no mistake, girl, if you weren’t my son’s… friend, you wouldn’t be standing here, breathing this air. You’d be in a cell, or worse.”I froze. That was not a threat. That was a promise dressed in velvet.Then he stepped forward, his aura crashing over me like a tidal wave.“Tell me,” he said, his voice turning cold and sharp, “who’s the psycho brave enough to mess with my city like this?”I squared my shoulders, trying to ignore how my heart thundered against my ribs like a war drum. If I showed weakness, k
Sarah's POVMy head throbbed like someone had taken a hammer to it.Pain pulsed behind my eyes as I slowly came to, a groan escaping my dry lips.My tongue was dry, and every part of my body ached like I had been hit by a truck.I blinked several times, my vision blurry at first. This wasn't the dungeon. The stone walls and flickering torches were gone. Instead, soft morning light filtered through sheer curtains hanging over a window.I tried to lift my hand to rub my temple, but something cold and heavy pulled against my wrist. The metallic clank made my eyes snap open, and I looked down.The chain was still there. Shackled tightly around my ankle, biting into my skin.My heart leapt into my throat as memories hit me in fragments."What the..." I whispered."Did he figure it out? Does he know I’m connected to the murders now?" My heart pounded as the thought hit me."Did I black out last night?" My brows furrowed, trying to piece it all together.My whole body felt heavy as I pushed
Sarah's POVThe dungeon was thick with tension.Alaric's gaze was locked on me, confused, processing what was happening.But I wasn't looking at him. My mind was spinning, trying to find a way out of this nightmare.Axel's face twisted with rage as he pointed at me."You lying piece of shit!" he growled, his muscles tensed like a coiled spring ready to unleash violence as he lunged toward me—only to be yanked back by Alaric’s sharp command."Stop!" His voice echoed off the stone walls.Axel froze mid-step, but his eyes burnt with defiance. "Just because Dad left you in charge doesn't mean you get to order me around like some pet!"He snarled, baring teeth that seemed sharper than they should be. "I have just as much right to act as you do!"His fists clenched so tight his knuckles turned bone white. "She's playing us, and you know it!"The air in the room suddenly felt colder.Alaric's fists clenched so tight I could hear the bones crack before he turned to face his brother slowly.“Y
Sarah's POV There he stood—Vincent Reyes, the notorious loan shark who owned some of the underground businesses in the city. He was the owner of the loan shark company and also a werewolf. His tall figure filled the doorway.Alaric's eyes flashed with irritation. "You are late, Reyes. The moon doesn't wait for anyone, neither do I."Vincent ran a hand through his slicked-back hair, offering a slight bow that didn't quite reach his eyes. "My sincerest apologies. Had a little... situation."When Vincent's gaze finally landed on me, my heart stopped. Time itself seemed to freeze as I felt naked, as if he could see right through me. His eyes narrowed, head tilting slightly as he studied my face.This was it. He would definitely know who I was and I was dead— even though I was sure we hadn't come across each other before.And now, he was going to tell them everything—that I had killed every one of them because of the loan I was yet to pay back. My fingers dug into my palms and sweat b
SARAH'S POVI woke up to a pounding headache, my vision swimming as if I had been knocked out cold. My body felt heavy, my limbs sluggish, and every breath came in short, shaky gasps.Blurred figures stood in front of me, their voices slurring together like an incoherent murmur as I fought to sit up, forcing myself to push past the weight pressing me down.I had to wake up. I had to figure out where the hell I was.A low groan escaped my lips as I blinked against the flickering glow of torches hanging on the walls. The dim light did little to help me piece together my surroundings.The last thing I remembered was walking into the loan shark’s office, determined to uncover the murderer’s identity through a ritual.I had overheard two students whispering about it at school, and I needed answers.I was in the middle of it when everything went dark.Now, as my vision cleared, I finally saw them.Alaric sat in front of me, legs crossed, his sharp eyes watching me like a predator sizing up
Anderson's POV The woods were eerily quiet as I stepped into the clearing where Lancelot was already waiting—our usual meeting spot. I chose this place for its isolation because no one would get to see us together. His eyes locked onto mine the second he saw me. “You’re late,” he muttered. I scoffed, dragging my gaze over him like he was nothing more than a waste of space. "Yeah? And?” His brows knitted together, annoyance flashing in his eyes. "You said to meet here at this time—” "And you actually thought I cared?” I cut him off. A flicker of confusion and frustration crossed his face as he gritted his teeth. “Then why the hell are we here? You agreed to—" My hands slid into my pockets as I took another step forward, closing the gap between us. “To make you realise what a fool you have been..." A smirk tugged at my lips. "Because I've just been wasting your time all this while." His whole body went rigid, his breath hitching as the weight of my words sank in. "You’ve been