MasukMadeline:I was really happy for Yuvonne. It seemed like she was happy too, but there was a little hesitation on her face.It could have been from the trauma or maybe the pressure she was feeling from a lady Eugenia, who had no business telling her who she should date or speak with.“So are you going to accept him?” I asked, snapping her out of her thoughts.“I’ll be judged,” she replied, and I realized this was the guilt she was feeling.“I don’t think anyone should judge you,” I said, trying to reassure her, but it seemed she had more to confess.“I thought I liked Baxter because my mother liked him. It’s true he’s handsome, and I wanted him to like me because I liked the idea of him liking me. I thought that would make me the perfect daughter in my mother’s eyes,” she admitted.“But after everything that happened, I realized I lost so much for a man I only liked to make my mother proud. When I was brought home, even when I was in the hospital, Ron came to see me every day. He took
Ron:“I can’t believe those alphas stooped so low. I always disliked the way they looked at her. That young woman was preyed upon by them so many times. I’m so proud of you. And more than that, I’m proud of Yuvonne. She proved she’s a nice young lady, nothing like her mother,” my grandmother spoke softly, full of praise for Yuvonne.Hearing that made me even happier about the decision I had made.“So I confessed to her last night that I like her,” I admitted, scratching my ear shyly and avoiding my grandmother’s eyes.“You did a good job. She needs someone like you. And by that, I don’t mean just starting something with her,” she replied. “You need to understand that she cannot stay in the rogue community. She has been traumatized there, so it would be good for her to be taken out of that place. That can only happen when she gets marked by you.”My grandmother explained everything in a way the others never could. I felt grateful to have a woman beside me who knew how to uplift other w
Madeline:“Mother, have a word,” Baxter snapped.He jumped off the couch so abruptly that his mother turned her head toward him, but her anger quickly shifted to me as she glared straight into my eyes.“Of course,” she replied, almost as if I had asked him to defend Yuvonne.Baxter stepped away with his mother, likely to explain that while they had taken sleeping pills last night, a lot had still happened. So cut us some slack.I turned to face Yuvonne.“Hey,” I greeted her. “Good morning.”The moment she noticed the smile on my face, her eyes widened.“Last night Ron was in my room. Nothing happened, I swear. I just cuddled,” she rushed to explain.That made me feel angry, but not at her.“You don’t have to be sorry, Yuvonne. It’s your life. Not every victim reacts the same way. Nobody is allowed to tell you how to act. You are a victim. No matter how you act or what you say, nothing will change that. And nobody will judge you. Nobody has the right to judge you,” I reminded her in a
Graham:“Come on, Graham, you’re stressing over nothing. I checked my phone. The recording wasn’t saved when the phone was slapped out of the warrior’s hand,” Elgin told me as he stood outside my mansion with me.He had arrived to speak with me. He explained that his father-in-law had been texting him nonstop, asking for a meet-up, but he was too afraid to face him.“Besides, why would you worry? It was your father who yelled at you. Imagine if another man asked me to meet up just so he could take his anger out on me. I feel disgusted knowing an old man is waiting for a confrontation,” Elgin remarked, shaking his head as he placed his hands on his waist.“Come on, Elgin, I don’t have it easy either. My mate is pregnant. Imagine when she finds out. She’ll be in so much pain,” I retorted, reminding him that his life was not the only difficult one.“All that for what? Just to get her to take her robe off? And now we’re being seen as scumbags,” Elgin grunted, scoffing loudly.“But it’s fi
Madeline:In the middle of the night, I grabbed my blanket, got up from the bed, left the room, and then settled onto the same couch where Baxter was lying.“What are you doing?” he asked sleepily.“Stretch your arm out,” I demanded.He stared at me for a moment and then obeyed, stretching his arm out.I lay next to his body, my back against his front, and then rested my head on his bicep. I wrapped his arm around me and covered us with the blanket.For a few seconds, he did not move, but that did not make me get up and leave him. I stayed there, waiting.“You should not have—” he took a deep breath.As he began to speak, I hushed him by biting his bicep.“What the f— oww,” he grunted, complaining.“Speak more and I’ll bite you more,” I warned him.Then he started to slide his other hand under the blanket and hugged me tightly from behind.His muscular arms folded around me, pulling me in and holding me completely while we stayed under the blanket.“And don’t ever think that you’re my
Elgin:I don’t know what was worse, losing control and acting like a complete bastard in front of Madeline, or watching her rush to Baxter to comfort him.I showed her how much of a failed alpha he was, that he could no longer protect her, yet the moment she had freedom, she ran to him.The way she touched him, the way she hugged him, all of it affected me.“I can’t believe you agreed to do this,” my wolf snapped, calling out my actions.“I was influenced by Graham,” I replied. “I was afraid that if I didn’t go along with it, he would be the only one–”I paused, realizing how weak that excuse sounded.“Let’s not forget,” my wolf continued, “you were the one who rejected Madeline. You did not want her. You humiliated her, you humiliated our daughter, and now suddenly you want her. Suddenly you want to touch her. We had our chance, and we lost it. We lost the chance to ever be with her. I don’t understand why you are forcing this idea on her, and on yourself.”My wolf kept talking, and







