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“Raphael,” I said, and for a second, I was just lost for words. My voice sounded thin, even to my own ears, like a ghost of the man who had walked into this pack only days ago. I never knew my phone wasn't off. The realization made my blood run cold. I had been sitting here, pouring my darkest fears into the empty air, not knowing that my closest friend was listening to every word of my spiral. Just look at me wandering like a lost wolf just because I came to take back my inheritance. I was supposed to be the predator here, the one reclaiming a throne, but instead, I was falling apart over a woman who carried the scent of my enemies.“Alpha Lucian, you called me back but went calm and I heard that word from you,” Raphael said. His voice was steady, but there was a sharp edge to it, the kind of tone he used when he was analyzing a battlefield. Raphael went still on the other end, the silence stretching out between us like a physical weight, but then he continued, “Man, what went wrong

Lucian’s POV Bang!The heavy oak door slammed shut, and for a moment, the entire room seemed to vibrate with the force of Sophia’s exit. The air she left behind was still thick with the scent of her, that maddening mix of jasmine and something wild that made my wolf want to howl at the moon. It was better the way she left. I need to focus. I can’t let her get under my skin. I can’t let the daughter of a murderer make me forget the blood on the floor of the Great Hall.I ran my hands through my hair, gripping the dark strands and pulling until my scalp stung. I left it messed up, a reflection of the chaos inside my head. I cursed heavily, the words sounding like gravel in the quiet room. How did I let it get that far? I was an Alpha. I was the man who had rebuilt my life from nothing in the human world. I was supposed to be in control.I picked up my phone, my fingers trembling with a mix of leftover adrenaline and pure rage. I dialed the number that had interrupted what could have be

This is all I ever wanted from you Lucian. Call my name like you desire me and let your pain go away. I could feel the heat radiating from his skin, like a burning fever that seemed to melt the very air between us. The way he said my name wasn't with the usual ice or the sharp edge of a blade. It was a low, guttural sound that vibrated deep in his chest, a sound that bypassed my ears and went straight to my soul. It was the sound of a man drowning and finding the only piece of wood in a vast, dark ocean.I gently rested my hand on his arm that he used to pin my neck. His skin was like hot marble, his muscles corded and hard under my touch. I didn't try to pull his hand away. Instead, I leaned into the pressure, letting him see that I wasn't afraid of his strength or his anger. I held his eyes, those swirling pools of gold and silver, saying like a whisper, “Lucian.”He pressed his nose harder on mine, his breathing so heavy and it felt like a storm was trapped in the small space betw

That word alone “manipulate” made me cringe. Lucian bringing my mother into this topic was just to make me feel bad. Since coming into existence and into this Raven pack my mom has been disliked because she was a normal human being and rumor said she forced herself on my father that it was never the choice of the moon goddess and that made my father being disqualified to be the alpha of Raven pack. Everyone in the pack looked at her like she was a parasite that had crawled into the royal bloodline and ruined it. Lucian saying that I was trying to manipulate him was him telling me that I was stooping low just like my mom just to get the Luna seat. It was a slap in the face. He was comparing my successful life and my honest feelings to the desperate games of a woman who never understood what it meant to belong to the wolf world.“Lucian, my mom has nothing to do with this,” I said calmly, even though my heart was hammering against my ribs. My mother is a power hungry human, I knew that

“Sophia, you dare not take advantage of an Alpha asleep, you dare not!”I can see Lucian’s eyes blaring hot as he pointed his index finger at me. The air in the room felt like it was catching fire, thick with the smell of his rage and the scent of the forest after a storm. His chest was heaving, his muscles tight and jumping under his skin like he wanted to reach out and break something. He looked at me with so much disgust that it felt like he was splashing ice water onto my naked soul.Oh, it hurts seeing someone you had wished for forever with seeing you as an enemy. It felt like a thousand tiny needles were stabbing into my heart all at once. My eyes never left his but I fought so hard not for him to see my tears. I had spent years building a wall around myself in the human world. I had built a luxury empire where I was the boss, where people looked at me with respect or fear. I had vowed I can’t be stepped on, that I would never let anyone see me bleed or beg again. But this tim

Lucian was just looking at me like a lost alpha that needs help. A weak one and sure I'm going to give him the help that he needs.He sat there on the edge of the bed like a man pulled out of a storm and dropped somewhere quiet. His shoulders were tense, his head slightly lowered, as though he was fighting something inside himself. This was not the fierce Alpha who stood before the pack with fire in his eyes. This was a man caught between memory and duty.I walked to him slowly and sat beside him on the bed. The mattress dipped under our weight, the room breathing around us in silence. I guided his head gently to my chest. He did not resist. His strength softened in my arms, and that alone made my chest ache.My fingers slid into his dark hair, smoothing it back the way I used to when we were younger.“Lucian, my Alpha,” I whispered. “I never knew both of us can still be together like this.”I inhaled him. The scent of his expensive perfume mixed with alcohol filled my senses. Beneath

My hand slapped Lina's cheek hard. The loud crack echoed in the quiet room. A thin line of red appeared on her mouth. "Hmm," I thought, a quiet hum in my chest. "That's how I like it."Seeing her flinch, the quick pain in her big eyes, made me feel a strange thrill. How dare a human girl, a nobody, not listen to me? The nerve of her. The sheer rudeness. Since I couldn't have my own fated mate alive with me, since that terrible fate stuck to me like a rotting cloth, every single girl, every weak female, should pay for it. They were all part of the cruel joke played on me. A curse, a bad twist of fate, put on me because of them, because they even existed.Lina lay on the floor, like a crumpled mess of cream silk and lost innocence. It was a sad sight. Her tears started to fall, hot and fast, making clear paths through the dust on the marble floor. But even as tears streamed down, her eyes, full of a raw, deep hurt, never left mine. A tiny spark, maybe defiance or shock, still stayed in

Kade's POV No, sire… I have my right,” Lina said softly.Her voice wasn’t shaking, but there was something in it that just got under my skin. It wasn’t loud or bold, but it had this quiet strength that made me clench my teeth. I hate voices like that. Too calm. Too sure. They always hide something—something sharp, something stubborn. And I couldn’t stand it.She wasn’t crying. She wasn’t yelling. She wasn’t even begging like the others usually did.She just stood there, looking straight at me with those wide brown eyes. Not blinking. Not backing down. Like she really believed she had a right. Like she thought her little voice mattered in my house.I didn’t say anything right away. I just stood there, still, letting her words echo in the room. They hung in the air like a bad smell. My fingers slowly tightened around the neck of the wine bottle in my hand. I wasn’t drinking again—it wasn’t about that. I just liked how cold it felt. Heavy. Solid. I liked the idea that it could break. Th

Lina's POV “Sire…” I whispered, my voice barely louder than a breath. It sounded strange coming out of my mouth. Like I was saying a word that didn’t belong to me.I couldn’t move. My feet were stuck to the cold, shiny marble floor. The chill sank through the thin soles of my borrowed shoes and crawled up my legs. My hands stayed stiff at my sides, fingers clenched into fists so tight I could feel my nails digging into my palms. My heart thumped in my chest, not from nerves or excitement, but from fear. A quiet, sick fear that twisted in my stomach like a snake curling up inside me.What were they asking me to do?I just got here yesterday. Everything had happened so fast, I hadn’t even had time to think. I came here because I needed the job. I needed money for my family back in the small town. I thought I’d be cleaning, running errands—not standing here like some object for them to look at. The thought made my skin crawl.I tried to take a step forward, but something heavy sat in my

"Thank you, sire," Lina said in a small, shaky voice. She kept her head down, staring at the marble floor like it might open up and swallow her. Her fingers fidgeted with the soft, strange fabric of the cream-colored dress. She tried to smooth it out, even though there were no real wrinkles. It just didn’t feel right. The dress was too tight, too unfamiliar—like it didn’t belong to her. Like she didn’t belong in it.She couldn’t breathe properly. Her chest felt tight, like something heavy sat on it. And the hall was too big, too quiet. Every step she’d taken into this place had felt wrong. Now she stood in the middle of it, feeling small. Alone. Like every single person was looking at her, judging her. But the only person she truly wanted to hear from was Kade but hadn’t said a word.She didn’t dare lift her head. But she could feel his eyes on her. His silence was louder than anything else in the room. She felt it pressing down on her, heavier than stone. He had promised he would tal

"This is how I wanted it! You don’t give me orders!"Alpha Kade’s voice rang out like thunder as he slammed his wine glass down on the table. The glass shattered instantly, the sound sharp and loud in the giant hall. Wine sprayed across the table, dark red and thick, like blood pooling on polished wood. The pieces of glass sparkle everywhere, tiny shards flying in all directions.Jamil flinched. Jamil is one of his trusted friends with wealth, his trusted wolf His hand lifted halfway, like he was about to block something—even though nothing hit him. But he didn’t step back. He stood still, his face tense. His usual calm and sharp eyes were filled with a mix of fear and stubbornness.“I’m not ordering you, Alpha Kade,” Jamil said quietly. His voice was steady, but there was a hint of a tremble underneath. “I’m just saying… this isn’t right. It’s not how things should be done. This isn't how we planned it all along”Before he could say more, Kade cut him off. But not with a shout. His v

Fear danced in Lina's eyes as she stood frozen in front of the dusty mirror fixed awkwardly on the bathroom wall. Her fingers trembled as they clutched the edge of the porcelain sink. The cold porcelain bit into her skin, but she hardly noticed. Her reflection stared back at her, soaked and shivering, a girl who didn’t look like herself anymore. Her wet hair clung to her cheeks, her lips pale, her skin ghostly.She blinked fast. She didn’t want to cry. But her heart was beating too fast. It pounded so loudly, she could hear it in her ears, like a war drum. Every breath she took felt like it would choke her.This wasn’t what she signed up for. She came here to clean. That’s what her father told her. Clean the floors, wash the windows, scrub the sinks. That was the job. She was supposed to be invisible, just a worker blending in with the background. Not this. Not this strange nightmare. Not this creepy silence filled with things unsaid.She looked at the dress on the wooden chair. It wa