Alina's POV I walked into my room like a ghost, shoulders sagging under the weight of what I had just witnessed. The air was still, almost suffocating in its silence. The bed was neatly arranged, the pillow fluffed as if it were expecting me to lay down and forget the nightmare just outside those walls. But how could I?Cade’s words echoed in my mind: "You can still rethink it."Was it more than a warning? A plea? Or just a seed of doubt planted deep enough to grow roots? I didn’t know. All I knew was that the man I agreed to align myself with, the man who once tormented me, had just put a bullet through a woman’s skull without blinking. A mother. For what? Dominance?I sat slowly at the edge of the bed, numb and cold. My thoughts tangled into knots I couldn’t undo. My heartbeat was slow, heavy, like it had become too exhausted to keep pace with the storm inside me. I stared blankly ahead, unsure how long I stayed like that until I heard a soft knock and the creak of the door ope
Alina’s POV I stood like a living shield before the two women whose lives meant nothing to the man who ruled with an iron heart. My feet trembled, not from fear, but the weight of knowing they could be snatched out from under me with a single shot. My throat dried as my lips parted, barely forming the words I repeated.“You can’t kill them, Lucian,” I repeated.His expression didn’t shift in disbelief or surprise. No, it twisted, slowly, like a storm winding into something more destructive. His eyes narrowed, not in confusion, but rage barely contained. He started approaching me.His steps were slow but heavy, each one echoing across the heat room like a warning bell. The silence between us was loud, so loud I could hear my own heartbeat pounding like war drums.Then he reached me.His hand caught my arm, not with tenderness or restraint, but like someone catching a falling branch midair. His grip was careless, nails biting into my skin without a hint of remorse.“What are you doin
Alina’s POV I shook my head, my voice soft but firm. “I don’t wish to interfere. I just want to look at what’s happening.”It was a lie. A tiny one, maybe. But it came out too smoothly for my liking. The truth was, I needed to know what kind of man I was really tying myself to, even if temporarily. But I didn’t want to scare Lily more than she already looked. Her pale face and trembling hands gave her away.“You can’t go there… it’s horrible,” she whispered, almost pleading. “His beast mode is always activated in there. People say he becomes someone else, bloodthirsty and cold.”I placed my hand gently on her shoulder, mustering a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry. You won’t get in trouble. I won’t go in. I just want to see… from a distance.”My words sounded more like a promise, and after a brief hesitation, she gave in with a reluctant nod.We walked in silence, tension curling in the air like a snake ready to strike. The path behind the packhouse felt longer than it truly was. With e
Alina’s POV He hesitated. Blinked. Then turned his eyes to mine, haunted with something I couldn’t name.“She was…”“Was it his past lover?” I asked quietly, not sure if I wanted to know, but needing to.The wind stirred around us, and Cade said nothing.Not yet.Then he shrugged with a chuckle that sounded more like a defense mechanism than something genuine. It didn’t come from the gut, not like laughter that rolled out of joy. No, this was the kind of chuckle people used to cover things up.“I think you should ask him,” he said.I narrowed my eyes slightly and tilted my head. “What? Don’t want to snitch on your Alpha to his soon-to-be bride? That loyal?” I teased, half-smirking.Cade shook his head, a glint of something unreadable in his gaze. “Not really. I just prefer not to get in between. And I know if you ask, he might actually tell you.”I rolled my eyes. “Yeah… like you’d confess to your new fling about your ex right when you’re screwing her,” I said dryly, the sarcasm prac
Alina’s POV I stood before the mirror in my room, my back turned as I slowly pulled down my sleeve. The faint rustle of fabric against skin was the only sound in the stillness. The blouse slipped off one shoulder, exposing the top curve of my back to the mirror. And there it was again, the mark.The crescent.It shimmered faintly like light bouncing on still water, except it wasn’t light, it was something else. Something strange. Something I didn’t ask for. I stared at it longer, hoping, begging for it to reveal its meaning. But it just sat there, glowing gently like it owned me.What was it?I exhaled deeply, the weight of confusion pressing down on my chest. I pulled the sleeve back up and buttoned my blouse again, slower this time, as if delaying the inevitable questions clawing at the inside of my mind.I needed answers. That dream last night still clung to my skin like cold sweat. That woman – me, but not me – with the same mark had spoken like she knew something I didn’t. Like
Alina’s POV “No,” I replied curtly, my voice clipped like the snap of a closing gate. “Because Cade isn’t just another man.”His jaw tensed, the line of his mouth flattening. For a moment, I thought he’d say nothing. Then, with a short breath that seemed to scrape through his throat, he shrugged.“Fine.” His tone was light, but there was an edge to it, raw and biting. “Do as you wish. It won’t bother me in the slightest. You can fall for his pure charm too. I don’t care.”That stung more than it should have.A slow smirk tugged at my lips, part mocking, part armor. But before I could let it speak for me, he flicked a sharp look in my direction.“By the way,” he said, voice low and annoyingly composed, “let’s start training for you. It’s quite unfortunate” – his emphasis on the word was like a deliberate sting – “that Cade won’t be able to train you.”I blinked. “What? Training?”He nodded once, leaning back in his chair like he hadn’t just thrown a wrench into my peace.“Yes. You can