LOGINLeah waited for the most part of the pack to go silent in peaceful slumber before she decided to make the trip to Rowland's chambers. Leah walked down the narrow passage to Rowland’s chambers. Her steps were slow, careful. She wore a thin robe that flowed softly against her body, the fabric clinging just enough to show her shape. Her hair fell over her shoulders, and her lips held a faint smile.
Rowland was waiting. He had already poured wine and pushed the table aside. He stood tall when she entered, his eyes roaming over her robe.“So you came,” he said with a grin. “I knew you would not resist me. You are dressed for me. I can see it.”Leah closed the door behind her and leaned against it for a moment. Her voice was soft, teasing. “I told you I wanted to see you before I leave. I came with a gift, Rowland. A parting gift.”Rowland’s grin widened. “A gift? Then let me unwrap it.” He stepped close, his hand reaching for her waist.LeahThe next day was Rina's free day from work. The evening came slowly, with a heavy silence filling the air. The tension between Rina and Beatrice was thick, each woman lost in thought as they tried to figure out what to do. The babies were asleep, and the house was quiet except for the sound of the clock ticking on the wall.Beatrice finally broke the silence. “Rina,” she said softly, “we can’t just sit here and hope that woman keeps quiet. You know people. They love to talk. And if she truly suspects what you are, she might go to the wolf hunters.”Rina lifted her eyes slowly. Her face was pale, and her hands were trembling where they rested on her lap. “You think she’ll tell them?”Beatrice sighed. “I don’t know. But we can’t take the chance. We need to act first. We must go to her and try to explain things in a way that makes sense to her. Something normal. Something that will make her feel sorry for you instead of afraid.”Rina swallowed hard.
The air of Rina's house smelled faintly of baby lotion and warm milk. Rina sat on the couch with one of the twins asleep in her arms, her hair tied in a loose bun, her face glowing with quiet peace. For the first time in years, she felt like life was finally gentle with her.Beatrice hummed a soft tune as she moved about the room, folding clothes and arranging baby toys. “They’re growing fast,” she said with a little smile, looking at the babies.Rina smiled. “Yes. I can’t even believe they’re mine sometimes.”“They’re beautiful,” Beatrice said, placing a folded blanket on the shelf. “And so calm. You’ve done a good job, Rina.”Rina looked down at the tiny face resting against her chest. “I’m trying,” she said softly. “I just want them to have everything I never had.”Beatrice came closer and sat beside her. “They will,” she said. “You’re working hard, and I’m here to help. You’re not alone.”Rina nodded gratefully. Her job was a
That evening, the sun had already fallen behind the tall trees, and the air outside the Sauna pack house was quiet except for the rustling sound of the night wind. Inside, Leah sat in her room staring at the dim flame of the lantern on her table. Her heart was restless. She knew she had offended Rowland, but she had only acted as a daughter who had lost her father. Every time she thought about Alpha Glint, her eyes burned with tears she didn’t want to shed. She wanted justice, not confusion. Yet, Rowland had made it sound like she was against him. She could not sleep without making peace with him, so she stood and walked out of her room, her guards following at a distance. He was not sharing her room tonight because he was angry. She walked through the silent corridor, her steps soft against the stone floor. When she reached Rowland’s room, she hesitated a bit before knocking. There was a pause before his voice came from inside, sounding cold. “Come in.” Leah ope
Two days after Maggie was sent away from the Sauna pack, the pack grounds were unusually tense. The guards were restless, the servants whispered more than usual, and Leah felt the air growing heavier with every passing hour. She had been busy working with Rowland, trying to discuss their plans for the alliance and the coming claim of the Crystal pack. But that morning, everything changed.It started when two guards from the outer borders arrived at the main gate with a woman in chains. Her clothes were torn, her face pale from exhaustion, and her hair hung loose and tangled. The woman struggled as they dragged her through the courtyard, crying out that she was innocent. The sound carried across the pack house until Leah herself came to the balcony to see what the noise was about.When Leah saw who it was, her eyes widened. “Mara?” she said under her breath.The guards bowed quickly. “My lady, we found her near the edge of the Sauna woods. She was trying to
The day Maggie returned to the Crystal pack, the air was thick with unease. The guards at the border were surprised to see her, but no one stopped her. Her face was pale, her eyes swollen from lack of sleep, and her clothes looked dusty from the long journey. She had traveled all night, her heart heavy and full of regret. Everything that had happened in the Sauna pack replayed in her mind—Rowland’s arrogance, Leah’s mockery, and her own foolishness. She wanted nothing more than to be back home and to clear her conscience before it was too late.As she entered the pack grounds, some of the pack members looked at her with confusion. Others looked away completely, not sure what to think. Maggie could feel their judgment, their suspicion. She walked quickly toward the main house where she knew Kendrick would be. The pack house looked quiet from the outside, but when she entered, she heard voices from the council chamber. The elders were gathered, their low tones serio
The morning light spread through the large dining hall of the Sauna Pack. The long table was filled with dishes and golden plates that shone in the light that came through the wide glass windows. Servants moved quietly around, serving breakfast and refilling cups. Leah sat at the head of the table, dressed in a fine silk robe, her hair tied neatly behind her head. Her face was calm, but her eyes were full of control.Rowland sat beside her, dressed in a dark tunic, looking completely at ease. He spoke softly to Leah from time to time, smiling at her words, and the sound of their laughter filled the room. They looked like a couple made for power — proud, confident, and sure of themselves.At the other end of the table sat Maggie. She was quiet, her fingers stiff around her cup. Her face was pale, her jaw tight. She had barely touched the food on her plate. Every now and then, her eyes lifted toward Rowland, hoping he would look at her — but he never did. He didn’t e







