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CHAPTER 005THE AGREEMENT WILLA The guards lead me to Alpha Varg, and I mask my slight tremble as I stand head bowed on the floor before him."Did you succeed, Willa?" His Alpha tone grounds me, and I can only manage a frightened nod.Alpha Varg lets out a deep, booming laugh that echoes off the timber walls of the pack hall. The heavy tension suffocating the room breaks for a split second, and the surrounding elders nod in dark approval.Beside the throne, my brother Miller stands straight, his hand resting on the hilt of his broadsword. His face is completely unreadable to the rest of the pack, but I catch the subtle tightening in his jaw and the quiet worry flickering deep in his dark eyes as he looks down at me. He knows what I went through last night."Good," Alpha Varg growls, leaning forward on his stone seat, resting his huge forearms on his knees. "Go down to his quarters. Bring the Southern prince before me for a personal interrogation. I want to see if his pride is stil

CHAPTER 004I'LL TEAR THE SOUTHERN PACK APART ONE DAYGARRIK I already felt something terribly wrong the moment those agonising silver chains were removed.Those Northern assholes have locked me up for so long and used every means to force my surrender.Why suddenly move me into a clean room and set me free? As if to mock my sudden release, soon a familiar figure entered the room, a Northern She-wolf who instantly started to force herself on me. Disgusting hoe!It’s Vera. I know who she is. I’ve seen her around the main hall, spreading her legs for half the warriors the times I was tied to watch their immoral activities as torture.The thought of that filthy bitch putting her dirty hands on my skin makes my stomach turn. If Alpha Varg thinks he can use a worn-out whore to break my pride and trap me in the North, he’s out of his fucking mind.When she lunges across the bed and presses her heavy weight onto me, I slam my hands around her throat and squeeze with everything I have, ign

CHAPTER 003THIS MUST BE HOW A CHILD IS MADEWILLA I've been standing at the door to Garrik's room with trembling hands for the past few minutes.Goddess, my heart is pounding so loud in my ears. I finally gathered enough courage and twisted the knob. The door opened, and I was pinned in my spot at the sight in front of me.Vera, one of the pack females, is pinning Garrik to the bed. Her tunic is half-unbuttoned, her hair wild, and she’s straddling his waist, trying to force his jaw open. But Garrik isn't just taking it. His massive hands are wrapped tightly around her throat, his knuckles white, his face twisted in rage.Blood is everywhere. The sudden violent movement has completely reopened the fresh cuts across his chest, and thick red lines are dripping down his torso onto the sheets.My breath hitches. Before I can even think, I rush into the room and grab Vera by her hair, yanking her back with all my weight."Get the hell off him!" I shout.Vera turns on me, baring her shar

CHAPTER 002HOW DO YOU MAKE BABIES WITH ANOTHER WOLF?WILLA I have no idea how to make a baby with another wolf.I have seen the pack’s sheep breed, and watched the warriors celebrate victories with group sex. That wasn't a big deal in the Northern Pack; sex was seen as ordinary as eating and drinking. If you even walk past a corner, you will find one or two couples going at it in broad daylight without a care in the world.But I have never done it. Still, it can't be that difficult, right? I have seen enough to know that both males and females need to latch onto each other.I've always wondered why they make all those sounds during mating. Is it from pain or pleasure?As I approach the kitchen, I let the thought disappear until I find Brenda washing the dishes. Brenda is an older she-wolf. She's had two children, one from her former husband who died in battle. She was married off to his younger brother and had a second child.“Brenda, does childbearing hurt?” I ask without thinkin

CHAPTER 001THE SOUTHERN ALPHA PRINCEWILLAThe prisoner spits blood into my bowl, and I stare at the red stain spreading through the thin meat broth, then slowly look up at him.“You should swallow it, unless you plan to die of starvation before the Alpha decides what to do with you,” I whisper.Garrik lets out a breathy laugh.It was a terrible sound coming from a man whose lips were split and whose face was swollen from days of beating. Blood covered his bare chest, running from the cuts across his shoulders and down his stomach. His wrists were chained to the wall behind him, and even kneeling on the cold stone floor, he still looked dangerously handsome.“Right! I’d rather die of starvation than let you blood-sucking barbarians get their way,” he growls, his body vibrating from rage. “I swear by the goddess, I will rip out the heads of every fucking wolf in the North—”Before he can say another word, I shove a lump of meat down his throat to keep him quiet, turning sharply at th