تسجيل الدخول"What are they doing to him?" Nora growled, her voice like grinding stone. "Didn't I command them to leave Logan in peace? Why does this pack ignore my scent?"Evelyn immediately stepped in front of the Matriarch, blocking the view of the circled wolves."I’m sure they’re just testing each other’s strength, Mother. It’s how young males bond, isn’t it? Why don't we look at your tributes instead? Samson spent months tracking down a rare moon-lily tapestry for you. I know you’ve been wanting one for your private den."She shot a sharp, meaningful look at Ritchie, then gripped Nora’s wheelchair, steering the old woman toward the stone stairs before she could witness the blood in the water.Seeing Logan surrounded by those high-caste predators in their polished boots and tailored suits—seeing them snarl and snap at his dignity—sent a jolt of fire through my veins. I clenched my fists, ready to throw myself into the center of that circle to stand by his side. But as I took my first step, a
Logan pulled his hand back as his fingers brushed the cotton texture of a sanitary liner. His eyes narrowed, the shadow of a frustrated beast flickering across his face."I have been fighting my own instincts to be patient for a long time," he grumbled, his voice thick with suppressed heat.I quickly pressed my palms to my burning cheeks. "You think I timed this on purpose? My body isn't exactly checking the calendar for your convenience."I needed to break the tension before the air in the kitchen reached a boiling point. "Why don't we head to the Citadel markets? We need to hunt down a worthy tribute for your grandmother’s ritual."Logan rubbed the bridge of his nose, exhaling a heavy, defeated breath. "Fine. Let's go before I decide the eggs aren't the only thing I'm hungry for."The Pierce Compound was a massive fortress of stone and timber carved into the jagged roots of the Ironwood Mountains. The surrounding forest was a wall of ancient pines, and the grounds were meticulously
Logan pinned her with a look that could freeze the blood in a scavenger's veins."From this heartbeat forward, I am the only one who handles Brooke’s affairs. No one else touches her file. Do I make myself clear?"The sheer frost in Logan’s tone made Victoria flinch. She tried to craft a mask of wounded dignity, a bitter smile touching her lips. "I see. You don't trust your own blood anymore? Logan, I swear to the moon, I was only thinking of the pack’s standing."Logan had scented the rot in Victoria’s motives long ago. He’d stayed silent to keep the peace between the high-caste families, but the game had changed."I’m warning you. If you move against Brooke again, don't expect me to remember our history or the years we spent running the same woods. I will be ruthless."Victoria stood in a heavy silence for a moment before whispering, "Understood."She was a woman of high breeding, and she wasn't about to beg. She turned on her heel and strode out of the chamber. The moment the heavy
I had already jammed the silver drive into the terminal, and one of the forensic feeds was already screaming across the massive widescreen. Ritchie’s eyes bulged, turning a sickly yellow as the footage showed a high-ranking wolf from Pierce Holdings—a known associate of his—snarling at a screen while he manually overrode the time logs on the Shifter Exchange.The scene cut, replaced by the same man, now stripped of his bravado, sobbing and howling as he confessed to the scent-faking.The hall plunged into a silence so thick you could hear the heartbeat of every predator in the room.I grabbed the microphone, my voice cutting through the quiet like a blade. "As you have witnessed, this was a calculated hunt. Pierce Holdings infiltrated the platform to scavenge my soul-craft before the ritual even began. One of their own, Luna Mccoy, was ordered to mimic my portfolio and backdate the digital marks to make it look like I was the thief. There is your truth. I thank the pack for witnessing
Victoria smiled, but the warmth didn't reach her eyes. She knew Tiffany was a stubborn wolf to hunt, and if she pushed the exile too hard now, she might accidentally reveal the blood on her own hands."If the pup can prove her soul is clean, then the pack will welcome her back, naturally," Victoria said, her voice smooth and casual. She let her gaze linger on Tiffany for a heartbeat too long.She gathered the silver-bound scrolls from the stone table and stood. "The assembly is over. Thank you for your wisdom, elders."Tiffany let out a jagged breath as she watched Victoria stride out with that arrogant, high-caste grace.I hadn't gone back to the Harbor View Apartment. I had been pacing the floor of Tiffany’s office since the moment I fled the fashion ritual. When I’d first walked through the halls of the Design Department, I could hear the other designers baring their teeth, whispering about the scavenger in their midst. The Council had met three times in as many hours, and the scen
"I probably shouldn't have said that," I muttered, clamping my teeth together to seal my lips.I leaned my temple against the cold glass of the carriage window, my thoughts a tangled web of silver and shadow. Even if my gut told me Ritchie Pierce was the beast behind this hunt, how could I fight back? If I was being set up, how did that woman manage to plant her archives on the Shifter Exchange a whole year ago? The logic didn't track, and it left me feeling like a pup lost in a blizzard. As I tried to piece the jagged shards together, my device vibrated against my palm.Logan was calling.He was standing just outside the High Council chamber at Pierce Holdings. Because of the scandal, the value of the Pierce bloodline’s trade currency was crashing hard. Logan had just finished a brutal session with the elders, and the moment he was back in his private sanctuary, he dialed my number."I’ve seen the reports on the network, Brooke. I know your soul isn't one for thievery. Think clearly
Noah smiled, and though he tried to keep his composure, I could see the spark in his amber eyes. It had been years, but the way he looked at me hadn't changed. I’d grown sharper, my edges hardened by the Lawson's cruelty, but to him, I clearly still held the same pull I did back at the University.
I was sprawled across the sofa when Logan walked in, my eyes glued to the glow of my laptop screen. I had cooling slices of frozen aloe on my face—a trick Ruth taught me for city-exhaustion—and a large wooden tumbler of berry-water in my hand."You’re back? Hunted anything good today?" I asked. I h
Elaine stood up, her legs shaking so violently I could hear her heels clicking against the marble floor. She looked like a cornered fox, desperate and confused. She hadn’t expected the dismissal of a "stray" like me to trigger an earthquake in the Pierce Holdings executive wing.To the rest of the
The Pierce Holdings tower loomed like a silver fang in the center of the Citadel, and by the time I navigated the winding forest trails back to our Harbor View Apartment, the sun was already dipping below the jagged peaks.I collapsed onto the sagging sofa, my spirit as bruised as my feet. Elaine h







