LOGINSamuel povLilith.She looked barely conscious now, slumped weakly against the ground with her eyes shut, her breathing shallow and uneven as the drug dragged her deeper under.I stared at her for a long moment before smiling faintly.âThat was my original plan,â I murmured quietly. âWhat I wanted to achieve.â My expression shifted slowly as I exhaled a short, almost amused breath. âBut nowâŠâ A soft laugh slipped out. âIâm not so sure anymore.â I tilted my head, studying her as though she were the only thing in the room worth understanding. âI donât know why Iâm doing any of this now.âMy brows furrowed faintly, a rare trace of confusion crossing my face. âYes, itâs exciting. Itâs entertaining. It's fucking fun to watch everyone being treated like a goddamn fool!â My smile twitched as I spoke, quieter this time, almost thoughtful. âBut I still donât really feel it.â My voice dropped slightly, softer, as though I were admitting something inconvenient to myself. âI donât think Iâm bec
Samuel povâSince everyone has already shared their stories,â I said lightly, my voice deep and casual, âitâs only fair that I share mine too, isnât it?âA thoughtful hum slipped from my lips as I tilted my head slightly. I didnât wait for an answer.I never did.There was no need for her voice. Not yet. Not when everything I wanted was already unfolding exactly the way it should.âThere was a boy,â I began softly, almost conversationally, âand that boy was me. Samuel.âMy footsteps echoed slowly against the ground as I walked. Each step dragged something deeper out of me, widened the grin on my lips, made my heartbeat pound heavier inside my chest.âWhen I was young, I already knew I was different.âThe moment the words left my lips, the world blurred.Shifted.Flickered.Until I was no longer there anymore.A mirror appeared in my mind and in front of it sat a small boyâtoo still, too quiet, too rehearsed.âSmile,â my mother said gently.I saw her clearly. Soft eyes. Warm voice. Sta
Lilith povWhen evil doesnât look like a monster, how would you even know who the real villain is?***My heart pounded so painfully it felt like it would rip straight out of my chest.So painfully I couldnât breathe.So painfully my vision blurred until I could barely see what was in front of me anymore.Maybe it was because the tears wouldnât stop falling.Or maybe it was because something deep in the darkness kept pulling at me, whispering for me to close my eyes, begging me to lose consciousness so I wouldnât have to witness what sat before me.My chest felt torn apart.Shredded into pieces that could never be put back together again because the man before meâŠThat couldnât be my father.It couldnât.My father couldn't be the one twitching weakly against the chair. He couldn't be the man with no eyes. No tongue. No arms. No legs.Not the man desperately trying to speak through broken, incoherent sounds spilling from his mouth.Yet I understood him.Even without words, I understood
Lilith povMy heart dropped.She was a Moonburn?She wasnât from Fangspire. She had just appeared in the packhouse one day. No one ever really knew where she came from. So sheâŠshe was from the Moonburn tribe.The ones who were wiped out years ago at the hands ofâMy stomach tightened.âVerekâŠâ I breathed.Loraâs expression didnât change.âThatâs right,â she said quietly. âVerek.â She stepped back slightly, like the memories themselves were too heavy. âWhen I was eight years old, he came to our village,â she said. âHe came alone at first. He spoke like a man offering salvation. Wealth. Safety. He said he would give us a large pack after his plans succeeded. After he became king of all packsâHer lips curled slightly.âAll he wanted was for the Moonburns to join him. Because we were strong. He wanted us to be rogues â Her voice hardened. âBut the elders refused. They chased him out. They called him evil. They said they would not stain their hands with blood.âLoraâs gaze lowered.âHe l
Lilith povâLilith⊠Lilith, wake up. You have to wake up and fight. Fight to protect the people you love. Wake up, Lilith! Your father, your father isââMy eyes snapped open.I lurched forward with a sharp gasp, air tearing into my lungs like I had been drowning but the moment I moved, the chains snapped tight. Cold metal bit into my skin, yanking me back harshly as a choked breath escaped me. My chest heaved, struggling to draw in air, my body trembling as pain tore through meâhot, relentless, like fire surging through my veins.But I barely felt it. My mind was somewhere else.âMâŠMotherâŠâHer face flashed through my thoughts, she had been dressed in white, eyes filled with something I had never seen before.Fear. Desperation. Tears.âYou father⊠your father isââI squeezed my eyes shut, trying to grasp the words, to hear it again, to finish it but it slipped through me.I had woken up before she could say it.My fingers curled weakly behind me, my breath uneven as a tremor ran throu
Claude povâThere was a story I loved when I was a child.â My voice cut through the chaos, calm, almost thoughtful. âI remember it too well.ââAhhh, my hand! My hand!âThe scream tore through the air. I didnât even blink.âEvery night,â I continued, as though I was having a normal conversation as the rogue dropped to his knees in front of me, clutching what remained of his arm, his severed hand still twitching in my grip, blood smeared across my face as his eyes locked onto mine in pure terror.âWithout fail, I made the old man read it to me. If he didnâtâ I tilted my head slightly, watching him, âI wouldnât sleep.â A low chuckle slipped from my lips. âIâd just lie there. Staring. Waiting.âMy foot came down his head.A sickening crack.Silence.âA stubborn child, donât you think?âA blur passed meâSilas and Lucien. They moved in and out of existence like shadows. One moment beside me, the next already behind another rogue. Bodies dropped before the mind could even register death. It
Lilith pov âThis is the first time the Alphas have ever summoned a specific maid. They usually ignore everyone here, but this time they asked for you!â Lora said as we walked down the hall of the packhouse, her voice light and cheerful, as though she were speaking to an old friend. No hint of ho
Lilith povFuck. That was the only word that could cross my mind at that moment as I sat at the edge of the desk, watching Silas drop to his knees. His eyes were locked on me, hands gripping my thighs apart, and his face⊠oh goddess, his face was so close to my pussy that I could feel his faint b
Lilith povI whipped my head around so fast I thought Iâd nearly snapped my neck when Silas asked that question. My eyes widened in shock as I stared at him, waiting for him to repeat himself, hoping Iâd misheard. But his expression was blank, his eyes fixed on me, watching my reaction and that wa
Lilith pov Tick tock. Tick tock. The slow ticking of the clock echoed as everything around me blurred. My breathing came harsh and heavy, chest rising and falling, body trembling, my mind a hazy mess. I couldnât think⊠couldnât even breathe. But I felt it. My body tightening, pussy clenching







