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#8: SouthPoint Pack

Author: Sada Vii
last update publish date: 2026-03-05 14:44:11

#8: SouthPoint Pack

It was red.

Not bridal red.

Blood red.

The deep red veil that covered my face reminded me just how dead I felt inside, and the red dress that hugged a little too tightly on my petite frame screamed even more death—a deadlier death if any such thing existed.

One of the older maids escorted me out of the room while the others watched in silence. If there was anything that I appreciated here, it was how silent they all were. It made it easier for me to come to terms with what I
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    After my slip-up, things between Lewison and me became rather bleak.Despite the fact that we lay in bed together, silence became our only companion. Sleep would not find me no matter how hard I tried and I had lost all interest in the wine.With a sigh, I turned to my side, to find Lewison staring at me.I jerked back before my nerves settled and I lay down again.“You should be asleep.”Lewison was the first to break the silence between us so I was forced to wonder if this was indeed reality or one of those strange dreams I would have from time to time.I bit my lower lip for a moment and when nothing happened, I was finally convinced this was real.“You should be asleep as well,” I finally answered.He shook his head. “I don’t sleep much but last night I could have mistaken you for a corpse so tell me what has happened?”I sat up, crossing my legs on the bed. “I had a lot of wine yesterday and tonight, the last thing I want to do is have some wine. I am no longer in the mood.”Lewis

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    “The goddess played a cruel joke on us.”That was the answer he finally gave and I could not ignore the sharp pang I felt in my chest.Unwanted memories came from that night and I could have sworn the Lewison I met that night was terribly different from the one standing beside me now.He had been so forthcoming. So kind. So… fun. But this version had the complexity and blankness of a stone.What happened to that stranger in the tavern that night? “And what about that night? Was that not a betrayal of your betrothed?” I interrogated him even further, trying to distract myself from thoughts I knew would do more harm than good.His jaw tightened.“I didn't betray anyone. She is not my mate. I have not marked her and I have no obligation to her as she has no obligation to me. She can bed anyone she wishes and so can I. The betrothal means nothing and you trying to convince me otherwise would be… unwise.”“Was that why you called me your wife?”“You should know better than to hang onto ev

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    I hadn't even spent a week here, and it was already clear that I was not only Lewison’s breeder, but also his mistress.His mistress!Lewison removed his hand from his betrothed and took a step back. “Anna, you knew that this would come eventually so why all this drama?”Anna. Her name was Anna.Lewison and Anna. Even their names sounded perfect together. Alpha Prince and Alpha Princess? Or would it be Alpha King and Alpha Queen? The hierarchy they used here hardly made any sense. Alphas, Alpha Princes, Pack Historians, Gammas… all these words just blended into one big pile of rubbish. And now I had to deal with Anna.She hadn't even spared me a glance yet, and I already felt like she hated me. Why wouldn't she? I was the mistress.Anna’s lips formed a pout as her eyes searched Lewison while Lewison just stood there as stone-faced as ever, watching her the way one might watch a problem that refused to solve itself.“I know that, but you haven't seen me in so long and it's only a mat

  • Bride For The Feral Alpha   #19: SouthPoint Pack

    Frank Aubrey was quickly becoming the bane of my existence.My hands grabbed the sheets so fast one would think I had acquired some monster powers of my own.It was only when Lewison turned toward me that I remembered that I was still wearing his shirt and had nothing to cover up.Still, I wanted to remain like this. There was something about Frank Aubrey that made me feel exposed anytime he was near.Lewison looked away, his body appearing even more rigid than it was only moments ago. “I had no issues with the Feywin girl, Father. She is most agreeable.”Frank trudged forward as maids—both female and male, I hadn't even noticed coming in—cleaned up the little mess I made last night and prepared what I only assumed was a bath.His eyes lingered on me for a little too long before he finally spoke. “I’d take your word for it, my son.” He paused, then shifted his gaze to Lewison. “You are my heir, and I am sure that you would only do what is right.”There was a quiet tension that sizzled

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    My tour of the pack was cut short after Iris’s slip-up.Lewison took me up to my room in a silent trek where I was for once, not even bothered to speak. My mind refused to leave Iris’s words and the random guards stationed at almost every point made speaking impossible.Even when Lewison locked me in my room again, I didn't utter a word. All I could think about was when next I would see Iris. I was sure I could get more out of her if we just had a short time alone together.And anytime I saw my doorknob turn, I swear my heart leapt.But there was no Iris each time the door opened.First, it was a maid who had come to deliver my lunch.And then, it was even more maids who had come to prepare me to visit Lewison’s chambers.The preparation was less tense than that of my wedding and mating ritual but somehow this felt even deeper than any of those.I wasn't allowed to eat before seeing Lewison. Food would be provided for me in his chambers. That was what one of the maids told me at the

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