LOGINCHAPTER 223: A MOMENT OF CONFESSION CATHERINE:The air in the East Wing was thick and stale, smelling like dust and old secrets. I felt myself being hauled through a doorway, my feet dragging uselessly against the floor. I was waiting for that heavy, musky scent of the beast I’d smelled the first time I accidentally stumbled onto that hidden room. I expected to hear a growl or the rattling of heavy chains.But instead of a monster, I heard something weird. A sharp, rhythmic squawk. It sounded just like a parrot. My brain was fuzzy from the poison, and I wondered if I was just losing my mind. I wondered when Jordan brought a bird into this house. Or had it always been there? Maybe I was already halfway to the other side, hallucinating things that weren't there.Somehow, through the white-hot agony burning in my gut, I found a tiny spark of strength. My voice came out as a cracked, desperate whisper."Please..." I choked out, my eyes squeezed shut. "Diana... Eve... please help me. Tak
CHAPTER 222: WHERE IS CATHERINE?JORDAN:The morning started out peaceful, the kind of quiet you only get when the sun is just starting to peek over the horizon. I’d headed out early for a run, which was very important for every wolf, pushing my heart rate until my lungs burned. Initially , I was running within my pack. But then, Alpha Grant called and wanted to meet up. So we agreed to run on neutral territory.After we finished our miles, we decided to hang out at The Gilded Balcony. It was an exclusive high-end lounge on the rooftop of the city’s most expensive hotel. It’s the kind of place where billionaire Alphas go on a Sunday morning to grab a $200 espresso and talk business while the rest of the world is still hitting the snooze button. The view from up there is incredible—you can see the whole pack territory stretching out like a green velvet carpet.We were sitting there, just talking about pack politics and some land deals, when I suddenly felt an unpleasant sensation rip t
CHAPTER 221: GUESS WHO’S THE ONE DYING?CATHERINE:I really thought, just for a second, that someone would help. My body was failing me, my muscles turning to water, and I looked up at them with pleading eyes. I expected them to do something—call a doctor, scream for help, maybe even show a flicker of guilt.But there was nothing. No pity. No panic.They just stood there, a wall of cold, hard faces, watching me slump onto the cold tiles. A triumphant smirk played on Eve’s lips, and Diana looked like she’d just won the lottery. As I hit the floor, my cheek pressed against the stone, the pieces of the puzzle finally started clicking together in my fading brain.*How could I be so stupid?*Everything that happened this morning wasn't a coincidence at all. It was a damn script, and I was the only one who didn't know my lines. First, Diana had "accidentally" bumped into me in the hallway, knocking the first mug of coffee right out of my hand. She had acted so sweet, offering to help me mak
CHAPTER 220:CATHERINE:My heart was hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. One minute I was just trying to please the Luna, and the next, Eve came sprinting toward Luna Elizabeth’s door, her face a mask of fake terror, screaming at the top of her lungs."Don't drink it! Senior Luna, please, don't touch that coffee!"I froze, the tray nearly slipping from my hands. I turned to Eve, my eyes wide, my brain trying to process the frantic energy she was throwing around. "Eve? What the hell are you talking about?"Luna Elizabeth stepped out of her room, her presence cold and heavy like a winter fog. She looked annoyed, her sharp eyes darting between the two of us. "Speak up, girl," she snapped at Eve. "What do you mean by ‘I shouldn't drink the coffee’?"Eve started acting out a whole damn drama performance. She started fidgeting with her fingers, looking down at her shoes like she was some shy little lamb. "Senior Luna... I don't even know how to tell you this. It’s horrible.""Spi
CHAPTER 219: A PROBLEM WITH THE HOT COFFEE CATHERINE:I headed to the kitchen the moment Luna Elizabeth left. I wanted to make that coffee even though I didn't feel like doing it. But I was just trying to please her, and keep the peace for just one morning. So I swallowed my pride, went back down to the kitchen, and brewed a fresh pot of coffee for Luna Elizabeth. I was carrying the steaming mug up the stairs, focusing on not spilling a drop, when it happened.Diana appeared out of nowhere. It wasn't like she just walked past me; she banked hard, her shoulder slamming right into mine with enough force to send the mug flying.The hot liquid splashed across my chest and stomach, soaking through my thin sweater. I gasped, the stinging heat making my skin crawl. The mug clattered onto the carpet, empty and mocking."Oops," Diana said, her voice dripping with fake concern as she stepped back. She didn't even reach out to help. Instead, she smoothed down her dress, looking me up and down l
CHAPTER 218: WHAT'S GOOD ABOUT THE MORNING? CATHERINE:The morning sun was pushing its way through the gaps in my curtains, hitting my eyes just right to make me groan. I rolled over, blinking away the sleep, and squinted at the watch on my nightstand.8:00 AM.My heart did a little jump before I remembered what day it was. Sunday. Thank God. No rushing to the office, no pretending to be a professional while my personal life was burning down around me. I had slept like I’d been drugged. Well, that love making last night was enough to leave me intoxicated. Usually, I’m up by six, trying to serve Luna Elizabeth her coffee like a very good wife. And she didn't even appreciate it.I sat up, dragging my fingers through my messy hair. My first thought should have been about breakfast, but all I could think about was my mother. I needed to see her. I missed the smell of her house, the way she made everything feel like it was going to be okay. But even as I thought about it, a heavy weight
CHAPTER 131: IT'S TOO LATE, ZOECATHERINE:“Alright, I'll tell you what he did to me this afternoon.”Zoe was staring at me now, waiting for me to start talking. I cleared my throat, trying to find the words to explain the mess in my head. Zoe was sitting there with her arms crossed, looking at me
CHAPTER 133: ZOE'S PLANCATHERINE:I stared at Zoe like she’d lost her damn mind. "Denzel? Zoe, are you for real right now? I can’t ask Denzel for a penny. You know how that man is. He’s gonna mock me until I’m nothing but a puddle on the floor. He’s gonna look me dead in the eye and ask why my 'bi
CHAPTER 137: YOU'RE SOAKED FOR ME, KITTY CAT CATHERINE:My official driver came to St. Jude's Memorial Hospital to pick me up before eight but I wasn't ready. My Mom had only just been wheeled out of the surgery room. I needed to see her face. I needed to be sure she was okay before I left for wor
CHAPTER 127: I'M WITH YOU, CATHERINE AMANDA;I sat there on the edge of the couch in Jordan’s room, my heart feeling like it was stuck in a blender. My ears were still ringing with the nasty things Luna Elizabeth had spit at me downstairs. She treated me like I was some kind of virus she needed to







