LOGINRIANAThe office work has felt safer and easier recently. No weird asshole haunting me in the shadows. No cruel smirk or jeers aimed at my face, reminding me I'm an outcast.I see Isolde every day. She carries herself with pride and a soft confidence that suits her.The territory respects her as much as the Luna.While mastering her wolf power, she strengthened Drogo's territory, created safe spaces for the weak, and built a sanctuary system to support the poor.She even proved that Red wolves are not a curse, fighting all wrong assumptions about their existence and making people see her kind as a blessing instead.In the shadows, Drogo created a council, ensuring not just one person held all the power like Austin, who abused his authority.The world suddenly started to feel safe.When Isolde is with Alpha Drogo, I find myself smiling at how things turned out for her.She deserves it. Every happiness, every laugh, every brightness that surrounds her—she deserves it all.Perhaps even m
WRITER’S POVIt’s been three weeks, two days, and twenty hours since everything came crashing down in the blink of an eye. If anyone told Austin he’d be hiding in a tiny, uncomfortable apartment in the poorest part of the country, he would have shot the person between the eyes.He eats crap that makes his stomach churn. Nothing compared to the ravishing, mouth-watering meals laid out for him at the palace every single day.His body aches nonstop from the cold, cruel press of the concrete slab against his bones. He can barely sleep here and has lost a lot of weight from it.Nightmares, flies, mice, and roaches visit him constantly.He’s asked his head guard, Ryder, several times if there’s the slightest possibility of changing his hiding spot, but he gets the same response every damn time.“This is the only safest place you can stay, Your Highness.”Austin couldn’t argue—After losing all his allies from the incident, Ryder is the only person he can trust. He gets to know what’s happen
DROGO Each word pours like a stab to my heart. For a long moment, I stay silent, only staring at Isolde as the world spins. A soft, broken laugh, the kind that signals a near breakdown, escapes my lips. “That’s a lie… That cannot be true.” I struggle to breathe. “You must have seen wrong.” Isolde bites her lower lip. “Why would she betray you, Drogo?” That’s the one question I’ve been asking myself for over two centuries. Why would she do it? Our feelings for each other had been so real. But as always, no answer ever came. I rise to my feet, eyes shut tight with a sharp intake of breath. I shake my head, tears stinging my eyes as the room suddenly feels too small to breath in. “That… That can’t be possible…” “It is the truth, Drogo.” Isolde stands, tears falls from her face as she took my hands. “I saw everything through her eyes. It was like I could feel every single thing. Every pain, every regret. She never betrayed you… She risked everything to save you.” “How…?
BRAN My hands are tight on the wheel, teeth gritted until my molars ache. The automated voice rings out for the umpteenth time: the person I’m trying to reach is unavailable. I’ve been on edge ever since I heard Isolde passed out and had to rush to tend to her. She was burning up, but after some medical attention, she finally calmed—her eyelids fluttering behind closed eyes. Last night had been long and terrifying for Drogo and the pack, even though Morgan kept insisting she would be fine. And she was. Right after Isolde situation was cleared, I called the man I’d tasked with bringing Raina back, wondering what the hell was taking him so long only to hear that she was missing. Her fucking brother is sneaking her out. Anger surges from my gut straight to my head. Did Raina agree to flee with him? Did he force her? It better be the second, because I’ll be sorely disappointed if she chose this. A call comes in. With one swift swipe, I answer. “Speak.” The man on the other end
BRAN My hands are tight on the wheel, teeth gritted until my molars ache. The automated voice rings out for the umpteenth time: the person I’m trying to reach is unavailable. I’ve been on edge ever since I heard Isolde passed out and had to rush to tend to her. She was burning up, but after some medical attention, she finally calmed—her eyelids fluttering behind closed eyes. Last night had been long and terrifying for Drogo and the pack, even though Morgan kept insisting she would be fine. And she was. Right after Isolde situation was cleared, I called the man I’d tasked with bringing Raina back, wondering what the hell was taking him so long only to hear that she was missing. Her fucking brother is sneaking her out. Anger surges from my gut straight to my head. Did Raina agree to flee with him? Did he force her? It better be the second, because I’ll be sorely disappointed if she chose this. A call comes in. With one swift swipe, I answer. “Speak.” The man on the other end
Akira hid close.She knew her life was over. The more she thought of the scene, the more her stomach twisted. She'd vomited seven times at the hidden cave, near the dungeon; her skin was pale like she was about to get terribly sick.She should leave the palace. If her father gets a hand on her, he will not hesitate to kill her. Leon was his heir. And it was so twisted that she killed a brother she'd once loved. Akira could barely think of what to do, but all she knew was... She cannot leave Drogo.She heard from the maids' gossip how he was stabbed at the arena and is barely alive now.She must save him and take him far from here.Drogo would understand her. They would once again be lovers and live their lives happily...Akira almost laughed at the absurd idea. How could he forgive her now? He lost his whole family because of her... Tortured because of her.This world will never be a safe place, as her father will go down to hell to find her.With great risk and long effort, Akira
The car is silent, save for the hum of the car engine as it drives down the pebbled path. I'm sweating despite the air conditioner being on.I try not to think of the pistol, try not to think of the way Drogo's eyes burn when they land on the whip mark, and also try not to admit I feel a pang of sa
ISOLDE ‘You must always remember your place, Isolde. Drogo is the most dangerous man in every territory that exists. He feeds on fear and destroys people how he likes. Your marriage with him isn't just to form an alliance but to trap him. Lure him. Please him if you must. Be his whore and let h
Did I once say this place might be better? No.Not with the look in his eyes. The hate. They still linger like a volcano ready to erupt any moment and burn me to ashes. He had said: Don't look at him. Don't speak unless given the permission. Don't defy. Don't ask. Yet here I am, breaking the very
"Did he do this?" Riana asks, and though I'm not looking at her, I can feel her tense. Her voice drops quieter. "Oh my God, did I just insult the Alpha?"I quickly shake my head, voice small. "It's not the Alpha."She exhales, her breath brushing my back.“So... how did you end up here?” Riana asks







