MasukLucien and his warriors finish off the assassins within minutes. Even weakened by the curse and silver poison, Lucien proves why he is feared as the strongest Alpha King. The remaining enemies retreat after suffering heavy losses.
Leah stands frozen, after wiping her mouth, staring at the dead wolves and the men who had transformed before her eyes. She still cannot accept what she witnessed.
Before she can recover, Lucien walks over, effortlessly lifts her over his shoulder despite her protests, and carries her toward the SUV.
"Put me down!" She pounds against his back but Lucien doesn't even slow down.
"You've kidnapped the wrong woman!"
Yet no response.
"Our Luna is... spirited." One of the guards quietly mutters, while Adrian coughs to hide a laugh.
Lucien shoots him a warning look and the guard immediately falls silent.
Leah continues complaining the entire ride while Lucien completely ignores her.
They pass through the hidden entrance into Blackwood Kingdom.
Leah notices the scenery changing, the towering gates, and the massive estate and nothing about the place looks normal.
She is escorted into a luxurious bedroom.
The door closes. She immediately tries the handle, but it was locked.
She checks the windows… Locked.
She searches the bathroom, the balcony, even the wardrobe for another exit.
She lets out a frustrated sigh. "So much for 'you're not a prisoner.'”
"I'm okay. Something unexpected happened. I'll be home soon. Please don't come looking for me." Remembering Chloe, her roommate, she quickly pulls out her phone. Thankfully, there is still a weak signal.
“No.” She hesitates before typing anything else. She deletes the rest. She had no idea who these people were.
She refused to drag Chloe into whatever nightmare this was.
A soft knock interrupts her thoughts.
Without waiting for permission, the door opens and Sophia walks inside.
"So..." She takes one look at Leah before smiling politely. "You're the human."
"And you're not? By the way I have a name." Leah looks up from her phone.
"I'm sure you do." Sophia slowly walks around the room. "I came to save you from embarrassing yourself."
"Oh?" Leah raises an eyebrow.
"Lucien is simply grateful you treated his injury. Don't mistake gratitude for interest."
Leah remains silent while Sophia continues. "He's known me for years. Our families are close, everyone knows I'll become his Luna." She glances at Leah's simple clothes.
"You, on the other hand..." She points at Leah. "...don't belong here."
"Really?" Leah smiles.
"Really." Sophia folds her arms confidently.
"Then why are you standing in his house trying to convince me?" Leah tilts her head.
"For someone so confident..." Sophia's smile falters, Leah continues before she can recover. "...you seem awfully worried about a nurse."
"You don't understand your place." Sophia's jaw tightens.
"I understand it perfectly." Leah stands up.
"I'm the one in this room and you're the one introducing yourself. Doesn't sound like you're winning." She shrugs casually.
"You think you're special?" Sophia's expression hardens.
"I think you're trying very hard to prove you are." Leah walks past her. "Here's a little advice. If a man has to be convinced to choose you..." She looks at her, "...he already hasn't." Sophia's face drains of color.
"You'll regret saying that." Never in her life had anyone spoken to her that way. Especially not a human.
"Get in line." Leah smiles sweetly.
Sophia storms out, slamming the door behind her.
Barely a minute later… Another knock comes. This time, Lucien enters alone.
His expression remains unreadable.
"So..." Leah doesn't wait for him to speak.
"Is kidnapping everyone who saves your life a family tradition?" She folds her arms.
"You aren't my prisoner." Lucien calmly says.
"The lock disagrees." Leah glances toward the locked door.
"It's for your safety."
"So I've been kidnapped for my own good?"
"I'm grateful for what you did." Lucien ignores the sarcasm. "I suffer from an illness. Our physicians haven't been able to cure it… I want you to continue treating me."
He places a document on the table.
Then another. Finally, he placed a black bank card.
Leah looks at the amount written in the contract. “$100,000,000,000?”
"You can't be serious." Her eyes widen.
"I am."
"That's enough money to buy a hospital."
"I don't need a hospital."
"I need a doctor who isn't afraid to argue with me." Leah looks at him for several moments, then she slowly places the contract back onto the table.
"Fine. I’ll treat you." A faint look of relief flashes across his face. "But I have two conditions."
"What are they?"
"First..." Leah meets his gaze without flinching.
"You contact my friend and tell her I'm safe." She pauses.
"Second?"
"...you're going to call my boyfriend and tell him exactly where you've taken me…"
Lucien's expression instantly darkens.
“You have a boyfriend?”
Lucien’s POVI could not answer him.The question stayed, hanging in the air that was between us, and for several seconds, I forgot how to breathe.“Are you my daddy?” He asked again, still smiling and waiting for me to say something. Gus small hand rested on my cheek and his eyes searched mine with an innocence that made the moment feel even more vulnerable than it was. I looked at him properly.His eyes were almost identical to mine. It was the same shape, the same intensity, even the slight narrowing when he concentrated. His nose and the curve of his face also looked very familiar.I had seen those features before.Anytime I looked at myself in the mirror. I remembered when I was a little boy, when I used to stand beside my mother while she brushed my hair away from my forehead. I remembered the way my father used to laugh anytime that I tilted my head while trying to understand something.Leo did the same thing.My stomach went tight. “Leo,” I managed to say.“That’s my name.”
Lucien’s POVI could not stop thinking about the little boy that I saw.Even after Margaret left, his face stayed in my mind. I had seen thousands of children in my lifetime, including the sons and daughters of powerful Alphas. But then there was something about Leo that unsettled me.It was not about his dark hair or the unusual brightness that was in his eyes. There was something in really familiar about the way that he had studied me, as if he had been trying to recognize something that he could not quite understand.I leaned back in my chair and rubbed my forehead.I was being ridiculous right now, I thought. Margaret already made herself clear. Leo had nothing to do with me, and I didn’t have a reason to involve myself in her personal life.Still, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had seen those eyes before.Maybe it was because they reminded me of someone or maybe it still balled down to the grief that I had carried for five whole years. I closed my eyes.That was exactly wh
Lucien’s POVThe door opened some minutes after Margaret left.Two of her guards entered, both of them armed and wearing the rebel insignia. One of them carried a sword across his back, while the other one held a communication device.“Commander Margaret wants you moved,” the taller one said.“Where?” I asked. “You’ll see it when we get there.” He replied. I stood up from the chair. “Am I still your prisoner?”The guard gave me a look that didn’t gave any humor in it. “That depends on whether you intend to behave like one.”I almost smiled. “Lead the way.”They escorted me through a narrow corridor and then down a flight of stone stairs. The stronghold was even larger than I had initially imagined it to be. Unlike the abandoned fortress that I had imagined, it was alive with activity.Warriors kept on moving in every direction, carrying weapons, supplies, and boxes of medical equipment. Some of them were werewolves, others vampires and a few had features that I could not immediately
Lucien’s POVThe door opened some minutes after Margaret left.Two of her guards entered, both of them armed and wearing the rebel insignia. One of them carried a sword across his back, while the other one held a communication device.“Commander Margaret wants you moved,” the taller one said.“Where?” I asked. “You’ll see it when we get there.” He replied. I stood up from the chair. “Am I still your prisoner?”The guard gave me a look that didn’t gave any humor in it. “That depends on whether you intend to behave like one.”I almost smiled. “Lead the way.”They escorted me through a narrow corridor and then down a flight of stone stairs. The stronghold was even larger than I had initially imagined it to be. Unlike the abandoned fortress that I had imagined, it was alive with activity.Warriors kept on moving in every direction, carrying weapons, supplies, and boxes of medical equipment. Some of them were werewolves, others vampires and a few had features that I could not immediately
Lucien’s POVI didn’t get any sleep that night. Every time that I tried to close my eyes, I saw Margaret standing just before me. She was wearing Leah’s face and denying that she had ever been my mate.I knew that resemblance alone was not enough to prove anything. There were people who looked alike without sharing a single memory of each other. But then I could not forget the way her expression had changed when I called her Leah.She had reacted.And she had ordered her guards not to hurt me.Maybe I was just desperate enough to turn every small gesture into a reason to hope, but I could not for once, stop thinking about any of it.When it was morning, I had already made a decision. I was going to know if Margaret was truly Leah by testing every memory of her that we shared. The guard brought breakfast to me shortly after sunrise. I ate a little, then asked him for something.“Can you get me a cup of chamomile tea?”He frowned. “Tea?”“Yes. Chamomile. If your commander has some, I
Leah’s POVHis answer made me more unsettled even more than I wanted to admit.I stared at him, waiting for him to explain but he just looked at me as if he had found something that he had spent years searching for.I hated that look.It made me feel as if he was already able to see through the identity that I had built so carefully like a wall around my past self. The past the name, scars, and all the years I had spent pretending to be someone else.But he couldn’t know me.He could not ever find out that I was Leah… not the woman that he believed had died five years ago, but he should know me as Margaret, commander of the rebel army and the woman who had built a home for those that their established packs had rejected.This was the identity that I had chosen after leaving him behind five years ago. The identity that I had created because I never wanted to be Leah, Blackwood’s lover ever again.And Lucien was the Alpha King of the territory that I already intended to conquer.There w







