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Scarlet’s POVI saw him push me aside like I meant nothing, and then he left.Dante… he left.I stood there, frozen in the middle of his room, trying to make sense of the man who just stormed out. I had never seen Dante like that before, so angry, so cruel with his words. It was as if every ounce of warmth he once had for me had turned into ice, sharp enough to pierce through me.When I first came here, he looked at me like I was someone. Like I mattered. His eyes didn’t just see me, they sought me. Wanted me. He flirted so shamelessly, so boldly, that for the first time in years, I felt desirable. Worthy. Alive.Rome had tried to kill me the moment I crossed the threshold of this pack, but Dante had stepped between us like a shield. He took me in, brought me under his roof, wrapped me in silk and laces, as if I were something precious. He didn’t just give me food and a bed. He gave me dignity. A sense of safety I hadn’t felt in years.When Hector tried to hurt me, Dante didn’t hesita
Scarlet’s POV“Scarlet, come with me,” Elizabeth said, her aged hands working patiently over a mortar and pestle, grinding herbs with steady and practised motions. Her voice, though soft, carried a certain authority that made it impossible to say no.She passed me a paper. “Read me this prescription, child. My eyes aren’t what they used to be.”I took the slip and read it aloud slowly. As I did, I noticed her struggling to crush the herbs. Her fingers trembled with the strain, and without thinking, I leaned forward and said gently, “Would you like me to do that for you?”She paused, then gave a small nod, stepping aside. I rolled up my sleeves and took over the task, following her directions carefully as she guided me through the process, what herbs to add, how much to grind, and when to stop. She gave orders with the ease of someone who had done this for decades, and I obeyed without hesitation, grateful for something to focus on that wasn’t my aching heart.“You helped me a lot toda
Scarlet’s POVWhen we arrived, I stood before her door, my heart fluttered with unease. I rang the bell and waited while nerves were prickling my skin.A few moments later, the door creaked open and Vespara stood there in her pajamas, hair a mess, dark circles under her eyes but still managing to flash a tired grin.“Scarlet?” she blinked, surprised, and then pulled me into a hug. “You look amazing!”I look completely different than the old times. No wonder she thinks that I look amazing. I feel amazing as well! I hugged her back, chuckling softly. “And you look like hell.” I stepped inside with her. “How are you feeling?”She groaned. “Tired. Nauseous. Hungry. I think I’m dying.”I frowned in concern. “I brought you something from Elizabeth. For your morning sickness.”Her face lit up with hope. “You got this from Elizabeth? She is a miracle worker.”I nodded and handed her the herbal concoction. She took it gratefully and sipped it, making a face at the bitterness but downing it a
Scarlet’s POV“I was ready to die, Ves. The night before the wedding, I was going to end it all. If Phantom Moon’s soldiers hadn’t taken me, I wouldn’t be here. They saved my life… even if I didn’t know it at the time.”Vespara reached out and touched my hand. “Oh, Scarlet…”“I know it’s a lot,” I whispered. “But I needed to tell someone.”She gave my hand a gentle squeeze, silently urging me to go on.“That day, when I told you that secret… that you should aim for the Beta position, that you had what it takes, it wasn’t just kindness,” I admitted. “There were two reasons. One was guilt. I felt guilty for the mess your life had become. Part of me thought I was to blame for what happened, for how things unfolded. Had Killian been alive you would not be stuck with a pregnanacy that you do not want and a baby you have to raise all alone.”She blinked at me, confusion softening her gaze.“And the other…” I hesitated. “It was selfish.”“When you left for the attack,” I began hesitantly, “H
Dante’s POV“You’re late,” I said as Vespara entered the meeting room.Currently, she was the star of the pack and deservedly so. We had secured one of the biggest victories in recent history because of her strategy. Our treasury was overflowing. Allies were knocking on our doors.This woman was a storm you wanted on your side. And at no cost, I would ever want to lose her. She was loyal to me to the bone. She did not even accept a reward for what she did for the pack. This attitude of hers put me in trouble many times. Vespara lives and dies for the pack! She gave me a cheeky smile as she dropped into the seat next to mine. But I noticed the difference right away as her shoulders sagged a little, her eyes were duller, and her complexion a shade paler.“A friend came over and cooked my lazy ass a meal,” she said, stretching slightly. “Took longer than I expected.”“What kind of friend cooks you a meal?” Rome chimed in, striding in like he owned the place. “I would like one of those.
Dante’s POVLana stormed out of my house, furious.It was the second time she had walked away empty-handed. I had been clear, crystal clear, that whatever existed between us in the past was over. My life had changed. I had changed. But she refused to accept it.“You think this is over, but it’s not,” she hissed before slamming the door behind her.But it was over.Even if she couldn’t see it, I had long since closed that chapter.That night, Scarlet didn’t come out of her room. Not once. The house felt colder than usual, it was quieter, lonelier.When morning came, we sat across from each other at the breakfast table. She smiled politely, said “Good morning,” and I couldn’t even respond. The words got stuck in my throat.Why the hell was I feeling guilty?I hadn’t done anything wrong.Lana and I hadn’t been together since Scarlet came into my life. And it’s not like Scarlet and I had anything between us either. We were nothing. Just two people living under the same roof. So, why did i
Scarlet’s POVAfter leaving Elizabeth’s clinic, I headed straight to Vespara’s place. It was already late as stars were out, the streets nearly empty, but this was usually the time she was free.I had a bag full of medicines with me, ones Elizabeth had picked out.She had been curious, of course. "Who’s pregnant?" she asked, eyes narrowing as she packed the bottles and tablets.“A friend,” I said quickly.Elizabeth, being Elizabeth, didn’t stop there. She wanted symptoms, names, everything short of a family tree. I gave her signs like nausea, weakness, aversion to smell and all that I noticed whenever I met Vespara. Thankfully, Elizabeth didn’t press further. Still, the weight of the lie sat uncomfortably in my chest. That “friend” was no one but Vespara.When I reached her home, I used the lock code to let myself in. I had access as Vespara gave it to me a few days ago, and said I could come whenever. She trusted me like a sister, and I never took that lightly. I liked having Vespar
Scarlet’s POVVespara’s eyes lit up with affection. “See, that’s why I love you. You’re so caring. Why don’t you love me? Dante isn’t even cute.”I turned bright red. “Shut up.”She burst out laughing, her laughter echoing warmly through the kitchen. The heaviness from before lifted, if only for a moment.Then she leaned her elbow on the table and asked curiously, “Where is that handsome soldier who always follows you around? He’s really good-looking.”I shrugged. “He has a mate.”“Ah, what a pity,” she said with a dramatic sigh.Then, after a beat, I asked the question that had lingered in the back of my mind since I first saw the shadow behind her eyes. “Vespara… did you ever meet your mate?”Her expression faltered, and a ghost of a smile curled at her lips, one filled with something bitter and broken. “Yes.”“What happened between you two?” I asked softly, afraid of the answer.She looked down at her hands. “He died. He was poisoned…”My breath caught. “I’m so sorry,” I said, rea
Scarlet’s POVUgh. Whose face did I see this morning? No wonder my day turned upside down.As if bumping into Princess Estelle’s brooding husband wasn’t enough, I had to run into her brother too. The unofficial crown prince. Early thirties. Tall. Handsome. Too handsome. The kind of man you accidentally lock eyes with and then can’t look away.He was standing beside the king, listening quietly to something his uncle was saying. His sharp jawline, that still composure, and the way his tailored black suit clung to him in all the right places and my mouth literally watered. What the hell was wrong with me today?My daughter had just gone away for a few days, and suddenly I was thirsting after random men? Vespera had been trying to set me up for years now, practically begging me to date again, but it never worked. And then this man shows up. No, it wasn’t attraction, definitely not. But have you ever seen someone so absurdly good-looking that your brain just… glitched? Why do I have a weak
Scarlet’s POVToday, I was summoned to check on Princess Aria. Her mother, Princess Estelle, seemed deeply distressed because the little girl had thrown a severe tantrum. Aria, being autistic, often experienced outbursts that few knew how to handle. It wasn’t unusual, but today, something had clearly shaken the palace.As I approached the hallway outside the princess's chambers, I heard raised voices echoing from within.“Have you lost your mind, Estelle?” a man barked, his voice sharp and furious. “She is sick! She is disabled! And you want to send her to that war drill?”His words cut through the silence like a blade.“I know people call it a summer camp, but let's not pretend. It is no different from a battlefield for children. How do you expect her to survive there? Do you want her to be hurt?”Princess Estelle responded, her voice taut but controlled. “Aaron, try to understand… she wants to go. All her friends are going, children of nobles, top-ranking officials. She is the only
“Alpha,” Elizabeth said softly, careful not to wake the child. “Let me put her to bed. If she wakes up now and doesn’t see you, she’ll cry, and it’s hard to watch her cry. She doesn’t make a sound, but… it breaks you.”Annette, who had been quiet again, suddenly asked, “Aunt… she doesn’t speak?”Elizabeth nodded, her eyes growing moist. During her birth, there was an accident. It damaged her throat, especially the vocal cords. We’re trying everything we can… but so far, there’s been no sound. Not even a whisper.”She paused, her voice trembling.“I pray to the goddess every night that before I die, I will hear her say something or anything. It hurts. It hurts to see her frustrated, unable to express herself. When she cries, there’s no sound. It’s like watching a scream locked inside a glass box.”A single tear escaped her. “Maybe we have coddled her too much. But tell me, how are we supposed to act normal with her when she’s not? Doesn’t she deserve a little extra love for trying, eve
Dante’s POV“You’re so handsome,” Nora suddenly said, smiling brightly. “Just like my daddy.”I smirked. “Less or more?”She tilted her head, thoughtful, then said with dramatic flair, “Just a little less.”We all burst into laughter at that, Annette, Elizabeth, even me.“She’s so cute,” Annette said, nearly pinching Nora’s cheek. “Are your siblings as adorable as you?”Nora huffed. “Auggie is a meanie, and Amy is a devil.”Before I could even react, a small blur flew at us like a gust of wind. Another toddler, clearly Amy, shoved Nora aside and latched tightly onto my legs.“Amy!” Elizabeth gasped. The little one didn’t respond. Her brows were scrunched, her lips trembling, like she was about to burst into tears.Elizabeth’s voice turned soft. “Sweetheart, come to Grandma. Let Alpha go, okay?”But Amy only clung tighter, her tiny fingers gripping my trousers like I was her anchor in a storm.“It’s okay, Madam,” I said gently. “We have met before. That’s why they know me.”Elizabeth l
Dante’s POVA moment passed before the boy, Auggie, answered from above with a loud, cheeky voice, “Don’t want to!”Elizabeth chuckled, not even surprised. “He is just like his father.”I arched a brow. “Stubborn?”She gave a tired laugh. “Imagine the stubbornness of Killian and Vespara combined.”I winced playfully. “Ah… that’s a lethal combo. Is he lazy like Kill, too?”“Oh, no,” she said with an amused grin. “That would be our Nora, the lazy princess.”Just then, a new voice called out from above, “Did somebody call me?”I looked up and saw a girl peeking over the railing on the second floor. She was familiar somehow, but I couldn’t quite place how and suddenly everything clicked. Her eyes widened the moment she saw me, curious, startled, intrigued.aShe leaned over the railing to get a better look, and before I could process what was happening, she slipped.“No!” Annette gasped in horror.Even Elizabeth’s breath hitched. My body tensed, already ready to lunge forward but before I
Dante’s POVI asked Annette this morning if she would like to accompany me to visit Elizabeth. It had been two days since Vespara left the temple without looking at me, and something in me kept wondering if she had returned by now. She never stayed here for too long.We reached Elizabeth’s home just before lunch, and the moment we stepped inside, I could feel a shift in the atmosphere. It wasn’t the usual serene and quiet space I had come to associate with the house. Instead, it felt alive, busy, scattered, as if the home itself had awakened from slumber. I saw Elizabeth sitting alone on the couch in the living room, watching some cartoon on low volume. She turned the moment she sensed us and smiled. “Alpha… Luna,” she greeted us warmly. “You should have sent a message. I would have arranged a proper lunch.”I smiled back at her while taking in her face, the fine lines, the wisdom in her gaze and the stubborn light that never dimmed. “How are you? We heard you were unwell.”“I’m fin
Scarlet’s POVThe moment I switched on the local news channel, I reached for my phone and dialled Vespara. I had just finished a long, exhausting class on surgical techniques and returned to my office to catch up on the headlines. What I saw made my stomach twist with worry — two rogue groups had entered the capital and launched an attack. A city-wide curfew had been imposed. Streets were shut down, homes locked up, and the atmosphere on the news was pure chaos.I quickly realized that I wouldn’t be able to leave the institute tonight. Travelling now was far too dangerous. The roads were not just unsafe, they were being hunted.My fingers trembled slightly as I pressed the call button. When Vespara picked up, I didn’t waste a second.“Ves, did you leave?” I asked, panic rising in my voice.“We’re just about to,” she replied gently. “Don’t worry, Amy was an angel today. She didn’t miss you that much.”Her calm voice gave me a small moment of relief, but it wasn’t enough. I had to stop
Dante’s POV“What kind of teachings did your family pass on to their children?” I asked coldly as Rome entered the office.Rome looked caught off guard. He had never seen me this furious.“What happened, Alpha?” he asked, approaching carefully.“That nephew of yours…” I said. “He was bullying kids half his age. In the temple, no less. And all while his mother stood there watching.”Rome’s shoulders sagged. “I apologise… I’ll talk to my brother. Though honestly, it’s my sister-in-law and mother who have spoiled that boy beyond reason. He has never been corrected, never taught humility.” He let out a sigh. “But since the complaint is coming from you, Alpha, our family will take it seriously.”Then he added with a weak smile, “But since when did you start caring about children and their petty squabbles?”Before I could respond, a melodic laugh drifted into the room. A graceful presence followed as Annette, my Luna, entered and gracefully seated herself beside me.“That’s Alpha Dante you
Dante's POVI turned to the boy and said, voice sharp and firm, “Stop. Is this how you behave? Bullying little girls at the temple?”The boy shrank under my gaze, but before he could say anything, his mother arrived, rushed, breathless, and clearly having been nearby all along.“Alpha, please… he is just a child,” she pleaded, trying to shield him.I was angry no, furious. “Look at your child. He is picking on kids much younger than himself. Don’t let him out of the house again until you have disciplined him properly. Otherwise, his elders will answer for it.”The woman paled and quickly dragged her son away without another word.With them gone, I looked at the girls. The older one stood beside me, while the little one remained nestled in my arms, clutching me tightly.“Thank you, kind sir,” the older girl said, flashing a shy smile.She looked familiar, oddly so. I couldn’t place where I had seen her before.“You are very brave,” I said, impressed by how she had stood up for herself