LOGINCHAPTER 68: THE TRUTH ABOUT MARCUS ELENA:“Stay away from me until you have something real to say.”When I said that to Adrian, I expected him to storm out of the room like he always did when things didn't go his way. But instead, Adrian just let out a long, heavy sigh. He didn't look angry at all; he looked tired. Bone-deep tired."Sit down, Elena," he said, his voice quiet.I hesitated, my heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs. I looked at the door, then back at him. Against my better judgment, I walked over and took the seat directly opposite his desk. I folded my hands tightly in my lap to hide the fact that they wouldn't stop shaking.Adrian leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on some point behind me, his gaze reflective. When he finally looked at me, there was no malice in his eyes, just a brutal, cold clarity."Just like I told you earlier," he started, his voice steady. "Your beloved Marcus wasn't who you thought he was. He was a snake in your grass, and he wa
CHAPTER 67: MARCUS WASN'T WHO YOU THINK HE ISELENA:Wrapped in Adrian's arms, while his lips locked on mine, my heart was racing. Not because I was afraid, or because I was begging for his scraps. But because I was finally done playing games. I hadn't intentionally come here to be a spy—I sucked at that, anyway. My father had given me a mission to gather Intel from the Blackwood Pack and send it back home, but every day I spent in this house, I realized how far out of my depth I was. If I couldn't be the spy, I had to be the Luna. That was my only path to survival, my only way to secure a permanent alliance between the two packs.I knew Adrian hated me. I knew there was something buried under that rage, something deep and twisted that made him look at me with pure venom. But I was determined now. I thought if I stayed true to our bond—if I played the part of the faithful mate—maybe, just maybe, I could turn this ship around.After giving my response about choosing between Adrian an
CHAPTER 66: YOU WANT ME TO CHOOSE BETWEEN YOU?ADRIAN:“Get the fuck out!” I yelled, pointing to the door.I watched Lucian’s face as my words hit him. He’d come in here like he was proposing a business merger, like he was buying a piece of property, and he looked like I punched him in the face when I ordered him out of my study. He started to rise, his chair scraping against the hardwood floor with a grating screech.I leaned back in my desk chair, a cold, mocking smirk pulling at my lips. "Wait. Do you really want her that bad, Lucian?"He froze, his hands gripping the back of the chair. He looked at me, caught off guard. "What?"I laughed, a dry, humorless sound that felt like sandpaper. "Let’s say I actually let you have her. Do you even think Elena would want you? Hell, why don't you ask her yourself? She’s been standing outside that door for the last ten minutes, listening to every damn word."Lucian’s eyes went wide. He whipped around toward the door. "How do you know that?""
CHAPTER 65: LET ME HAVE HERADRIAN:The air in my master suite had been suffocating, but out in the hallway, it didn't get any better. I walked down toward my study, my blood still boiling. Elena probably thought I was just some jealous, caveman Alpha, and honestly? Maybe I was. But jealousy was the least of my problems. I was fighting for survival, and I was fighting to keep a viper out of my life.Lucian wasn't just a brother. He was a ticking time bomb.My father’s history was a mess of broken promises and secrets. Silas had loved Lucian’s mother long before he met my mom, his fated mate. The pack elders had forced his hand—a prophecy warned of total ruin if he rejected his fated mate, so he’d marked my mother and made her Luna. But he’d kept the mistress in the shadows, and eventually, he had Lucian.My mother had been a saint, honestly. She’d raised Lucian as her own once Silas brought him home to be tutored at the age of ten. But the day my mother died, the mask dropped. Lucian’
CHAPTER 64: ELENA: The hand on my shoulder was like a clamp, pulling me backward with enough force that I slammed straight into a hard, broad chest. The scent of him—sharp, dangerous, and overwhelming—flooded my senses before I even turned. My stomach did a somersault. It was Adrian. How had he recovered that fast? I’d caught him square in the groin; he should’ve been down for the count. But there he was, spinning me around until my face was inches from his. I went into full panic mode, twisting and thrashing. "Let go of me, you savage!" I yelled, trying to shove him away. "Elena, please stop," he grunted, his voice tight. "Just stop. We need to talk." I froze. I’d expected a roar, a strike, or for him to throw me across the hallway for the stunt I’d pulled. Instead, he sounded… tired? He kept one hand pressed firmly against his groin, his face pale, but his expression was disturbingly calm. "There is nothing to talk about," I spat, my heart still hammering. He took a j
CHAPTER 62: OH, I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANT, ELENA ELENA:Adrian’s presence felt like a physical weight, crushing the air out of the garden. He was looming there, his shadow stretching long and jagged across the grass, eyes locked onto my hair like he wanted to burn it off my head.Lucian didn't even flinch. He just calmly unwrapped my hair from his fingers, his movements slow and deliberate, designed specifically to push Adrian’s buttons. He turned, looking his brother dead in the eye with that infuriatingly calm smirk."We’re just catching some fresh air, Adrian," Lucian said, his voice smooth as silk. "It’s a beautiful night. You should try it sometime."Adrian took a step forward, his boot crunching on the gravel. "With her hair wrapped around your fingers?"Lucian chuckled, tucking his hands into his pockets. "There’s nothing wrong with admiring her hair. It’s elegant. Something you wouldn't understand, I guess."Adrian closed the distance between them in a heartbeat, standing
CHAPTER 60: ELANA MEETS LUCIAN ELENA:When Adrian and Purity finally left the room, I sighed and turned to my food. My appetite had dulled but I forced myself to eat because I needed my strength to face the constant challenges in this Pack. The dungeon was a ghost that still haunted my skin, but
CHAPTER 59: PURITY AND HER DRAMA ELENA:“If we make you Luna... would you be willing to give us an heir as soon as possible?”Alpha Silas’s question hung in the air, heavy and suffocating, making my stomach twist into a painful knot of pure disgust. Marcus would turn in his grave if he saw me carr
CHAPTER 57: ALPHA SILAS TRYING TO INTERVENE ADRIAN:I was sitting in my father’s chambers, trying to catch my breath after that argument with Elena in the dungeon. I left her there because I didn't want her to believe she could order me around. But my wolf hasn't stopped complaining since we left
CHAPTER 56: LIAM VISITS ELENA ELENA:Adrian looked at me like I was a bug he’d found under a rock. His eyes turned that cold, unreadable black, and the air around him shifted, getting heavy and sharp."It seems you’re enjoying this place very much, Elena," he said, his voice dropping to a dangerou







