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Scarlet’s POVWhen I opened my eyes, I was inside a cage.The stench of blood, piss, and filth filled the air. The metallic tang of suffering clung to my throat, making it hard to breathe. Around me, I could hear the agonised screams of werewolves—wolves that were not fierce but broken. Helpless. Caged. Just like me.At least they had the strength to scream.I didn’t.I was too numb to feel. Too hollow to make a sound.My body lay sprawled on the cold, dirty floor, still draped in the wedding dress that had once been white. Now, it was ruined. Stained crimson with blood. But it was clinging to my skin like a sick reminder of what had happened.Every time I closed my eyes, the scene replayed, burning itself into my mind like a curse.My mother. The way she died.The way Alyssa moved, and then my mom was killed. It was over.I couldn't escape the memory. It haunted me, clawing at the edges of my sanity.She hated me. She tormented me. And yet… despite all the cruelty, she was still my
A blur. A rush of movement. A gust of wind.And suddenly, Rome was gone.He hit the ground with a heavy thud and now he was groaning in pain.I gasped, coughing violently as I collapsed onto the cold filthy floor as my body was convulsing from the lack of air.Through the haze of tears clouding my vision, I saw her.A woman stood where Rome had been. Her presence radiated power. Her violet hair cascaded down her back like liquid silk.She roared. “Have you lost your fucking mind? Do you even realize what you were doing?”Rome, still clutching his side from the impact, spat out venomously, “Shut up, Vespera! You don’t understand! Liam was my brother! My best friend! I was avenging him!”Vespera’s gaze didn’t waver. “Rome, as much as I respect your grief, you were wrong. Fucking wrong.” She added, “Now get the hell out of here before the Alpha finds out what you’ve done. Don’t disappoint him more than you already have.”The soldiers shifted uncomfortably, uncertain whether to follow her
Dante’s POVThe grand hall buzzed with tension. This wasn’t just any meeting, it was a gathering of the pack’s most influential members, often summoned for a crisis discussion.The recent attack on the Moon Lord Pack had drained us. Resources were stretched thin. Our warriors—loyal, battle-hardened wolves—were wounded, some so gravely that they wouldn’t return to the battlefield for months. We needed reinforcements, but war wasn’t just fought with claws and fangs. It required wealth, provisions, and strategy. Right now, we were lacking all three.Then came the issue of recruitment. We needed new soldiers, but the cost of building an army was staggering. Someone suggested cutting the current warriors’ salaries to fund new recruits.My jaw clenched.The army was the backbone of our pack. If we slashed their wages, how would we retain our best fighters? How would we keep morale from collapsing? But the rules of my pack dictate that the decision of majority prevailed. I was not a tyrant.
Scarlet’s PovI opened my eyes.Soft. That was the first thing I noticed. I wasn’t lying on the hard, cold floor of the cage anymore. Beneath me was something soft, far too gentle to belong to the nightmare I had endured.The room around me looked like something straight out of a historical painting. Elegant, old-fashioned, and warm. The windows were open, allowing golden sunlight to stream inside, painting the walls in soft hues of morning glow.Sunlight.I blinked.Back in the Moon Lord Pack, it was always cold. The sky was often blanketed with thick, grey clouds, swallowing any trace of warmth. But here? It felt as if the very heavens had opened their doors and let the sun in just for me.Then it hit me.I gasped.“Oh my god... I died.”Of course. That was the only explanation.I must have died.I looked around in panic, my gaze landing on an old woman standing near the bed. She was dressed in a simple cotton gown, her white hair neatly tied back. She was short, delicate even, but w
Dante’s POVA few minutes ago."What brings you here, Dante?" Elizabeth asked as she walked to my side. Her voice was calm, but I could see the exhaustion in her eyes. Her grandson died, and the woman’s life collapsed. "I heard Vespara came to you," I said."Oh yes, she did. She brought a patient," Elizabeth replied, her tone turning grim. "She said the hospitals are overcrowded, so I took the girl in myself. She told me Rome attacked her. What was he thinking, going after a wolfless girl?"I stiffened. "She’s wolfless?""Yes," Elizabeth confirmed. "Too weak. If you so much as use normal force on her, her bones will snap like twigs. She is as fragile as a human."My jaw clenched. Why the fuck would Hector marry a fragile human? Then again, considering his twisted, bloody obsessions, maybe I shouldn’t be surprised."How is she now?" I asked."Broken," Elizabeth said bluntly. "She has old wounds, fresh ones… it'll take a long time for her to heal. And even then, some scars will never f
Dante’s POVThis has to be a joke. A sick, cruel joke of destiny.The woman I’ve been hunting, chasing like a lunatic across borders, through whispers and shadows was here. All along. In my own pack. In my own damn dungeon. And I didn’t even know.I made Liam find her like I was chasing a ghost. She was the first woman in decades who made me feel something—anything—and now fate spits in my face by telling me she has been a captive? A prisoner?Hector’s bride? A Rosetti Princess?What kind of fucking cosmic joke is this?She’s looking at me now. Those eyes—those eyes—they have lived in the back of my mind like a curse. Burned into every quiet moment. Every sleepless night. I close my eyes, and there they are.And now… now they’re staring back at me for real.I should be furious. I should be clear-headed. I should know exactly what to do. I’m the Alpha, for Moon’s sake. I give orders. I don’t freeze.But here I am. Frozen. Conflicted. Drenched in confusion and rage and something I
“You cannot tell the truth about yourself to Lady Elizabeth,” Vespara said quietly, her voice carrying the burden of something she didn’t want to admit. “I only wanted to get you treated. So I lied to her. I will confess... but only when the time is right.”I nodded slowly, the pain in my body dull compared to the ache of confusion twisting inside me.“Will you at least tell me,” I asked, “why everyone says I killed someone?”Vespara hesitated, then exhaled. “It’s not really about you,” she said. “We lost many soldiers in the attack. And... we lost our beta. Elizabeth’s grandson. He was very close to the Alpha—and to everyone else in the pack. His death was a blow none of us were prepared for. Now, everyone is angry. They want someone to blame. Your pack... and you, specifically, have become the target of their grief.”I smiled bitterly, the corners of my mouth lifting in something far from amusement. “Your people killed my mother,” I said. “Should I blame the doctor who treated me fo
Dante’s POVWhen I returned to my place, the silence didn’t soothe me. It only made her voice louder in my head.Scarlet.The same woman I once touched like she was sacred. The same woman who lay in this very room, tangled in sheets and moonlight, her breath soft against my chest as we unravelled one another.Now, she was a prisoner.And I... I was expected to decide whether she would live or die?What kind of twisted, merciless joke was this?I paced the length of my room like a caged beast, fury curling through every breath. I was angry at her for being here. Angry at fate for putting her back in my path. Angry at myself—for how I felt.I couldn’t find her when I needed to.Now I had found her and I might have to kill her?I spent the rest of the day like a miserable bastard. Brooding. Fuming. Thinking too much. Feeling too much.By the time the evening meeting began, the burden in my chest hadn’t eased.The pack gathered, the room filled with sharp voices and sharper memories. I st
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
Dante’s POV“About the upgradation project, make sure the preparations are wrapped up sooner,” I said to the construction manager, eyeing the layout spread across the stone table.We were expanding and reinforcing the infrastructure around the Moon Goddess’ temple which was now more of a landmark than it had ever been before. Over the years, it had become a center of pilgrimage and tourism, drawing attention not only from our own pack but from others far across the empire. With the coming full moon, we expected nearly a hundred thousand pilgrims to gather here. That number would only grow with time. If we wanted to maintain order and respect the sanctity of the temple, we had to prepare accordingly.In the last four years, our pack had thrived, territory expanded, borders strengthened, wealth accumulated. Under the favor of the Werewolf King, our lands had become the crown jewel of the empire. The most prosperous, the most stable, and arguably, the most envied.The discussion was done
Scarlet’s POVToday was Killian’s death anniversary.Vespara and the kids were leaving for Phantom Moon, and my heart was lodged firmly in my throat. I shouldn’t have felt this way, my home was here, with my daughter, with Vespara, in the life we had built together. But somehow, a piece of me felt homesick as if watching them leave was like watching them walk away from me and that to to the place that is my home.“Did you pack everything?” I asked softly as I entered the living room.It was still dark outside, the sky tinted with the faintest grey. Vespara was already dressed and moving with her usual quiet efficiency. I knew she hadn’t slept. Not a wink. She never did the night before going back to that place.She glanced up, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “I did. Why are you up so early?”I shifted Amy on my shoulder. She was still half-asleep, warm and limp in my arms, her curly hair sticking up in all directions. Her eyes fluttered at the sound of Vespara’s voice.“Morn
Vespara gasped. “Auggie, no! She won’t—”But I stopped her with a hand. Nora and Auggie had a strange power over Amy that we didn’t. While she treated us like her loyal servants, crying and melting down over a wrinkled sock or the wrong spoon, she never pulled those tricks with them.Amy didn’t like the texture of meat. But she took the bacon from Auggie, scrunched her face, chewed slowly, and swallowed it down without a single tear.Vespara and I exchanged a look. Awe. Every time, these kids amazed us.After we tucked the kids in for their afternoon nap, I found Vespara at the dining table, hunched over her laptop, replying to emails. The glow from the screen lit up her face, and though she looked calm, I could see the tiredness in her eyes.“Still worried over the merger case?” I asked, walking up with two cups of coffee.“I almost have it wrapped up,” she said, accepting the cup without looking up. Then, after a moment, she raised her eyes to mine and added softly, “Elizabeth calle
Scarlet’s POVTo say I was scared would be an understatement.As I quietly opened the door to my room, I was met with a scene that could terrify even the bravest warriors: my cub sat at the edge of the bed, arms folded tightly across her tiny chest, her little lips puckered into a pout, and her violet eyes, those intense eyes flecked with gold, blazed with fury.As cute as she looked, she was dangerous. Deadly, even."Hey, baby," I whispered, trying to sound casual or normal but her eyes snapped to mine, sharp and unforgiving.Instantly, I dropped everything and clasped my ears with both hands. "I’m sorry! I left you alone while you were sleeping. Mommy’s really, really sorry. Will you forgive me, please?"She didn’t say a word. Instead, she turned her face away, her nose in the air. A silent declaration that she was still mad.I rushed to her side and wrapped my arms around her small frame. “Mommy will not let go until Baby Amy forgives her,” I said dramatically, attacking her with r
Four Years Later Scarlet’s POVThe waves kissed the shore gently as I stood on the balcony of the waiting room, watching the ocean shimmer under the afternoon sun. Its rhythm was steady and comforting. Four years ago, I had told him I wanted to see the sea. Now, I lived by it.A tall werewolf, clad in the royal palace's insignia-marked uniform, approached with a bow. His attire was slightly different from the regular staff, more polished and more commanding. Likely a high-ranking official.“Her Highness will see you now,” he said.Princess Estelle of the imperial line, renowned for her grace, strength, and beauty, was just as striking in person as the whispers in the capital had claimed.“Your Highness, this is Doctor Blackthorn,” the werewolf introduced.The princess extended her hand, and I took it with a polite nod. “Dr. Blackthorn, I believe you have reviewed Aria’s medical reports?”“I have,” I replied. “Would it be alright if I take her pulse myself?”Being Elizabeth’s disciple
“Then you have every right for the next six days,” I said quietly.He leaned down and kissed me, not hungrily, not with dominance, but with aching tenderness. Like someone trying to memorize the taste of goodbye. It was slow and sensual, stretching out into forever.Later that evening, I made dinner for us. We ate in bed, naked beneath the sheets, wrapped in each other’s warmth like we were trying to forget the world outside his walls.As his hand traced over the curves of my body, he whispered, “You are rounder now… everywhere. You are so soft. So beautiful. I can’t have enough of you. You have ruined me for anyone else.”I leaned in and pressed my lips to his ear. “Then ruin me too,” I whispered. “Please, my Alpha.”“Fuck,” he cursed under his breath. He slipped a pillow beneath my hips and pushed into me again, deeper this time slow, deliberate, worshipping me with every thrust. We made love again and again that night, losing track of time, of reality, of everything except the fe