LOGINCHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIVEThe air inside the underground dungeon in Colombia was thick with the suffocating smell of stale sweat, damp earth, and old blood.Elena’s uncle hung from heavy iron chains bolted to the stone ceiling, his toes barely scraping the filthy floor. He was already incredibly weak from days of previous interrogation, his breathing nothing more than a ragged, shallow rattle in his chest. His shirt was torn to shreds, exposing pale, bruised skin that shook violently with every breath.The heavy iron door groaned open, and Dante stepped into the cell, his massive frame completely filling the doorway. Right behind him was Seraphina. Her midnight gown was gone, replaced by a sleek, pitch-black leather outfit that made her look like the literal goddess of death. Her ice-blue eyes glowed with a terrifying light in the dim space."Wake up, old man," Dante growled, stepping forward. He didn't waste a single second. He grabbed the front of the uncle's hair and yanked his
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FOURThe silence in the master bedroom was heavy and suffocating. I stood by the edge of the large bed, my eyes pinned entirely on Elena’s completely still form. She looked like she was just sleeping soundly, but her face was rapidly turning a stark, ghostly white. It was a terrifying sign. She was running out of time, her half-wolf body slowly shutting down as the unnatural hunger starved her cells from the inside out.Beside me, Dante was pacing the floor like a caged beast, his heavy boots shaking the room with every step. Her skin was growing colder by the minute, and we were completely out of options.Suddenly, the heavy door to the room swung open with a loud bang.One of Dante’s guards stood in the threshold, his breathing ragged and his face pale as he bowed his head, offering a rushed apology. "I'm sorry, boss... but she's here."Before Dante could even snap at the interruption, a figure stepped past the guard and walked directly into the room. It was
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THREEInside a dimly lit room, an elderly woman sat behind a massive desk. She was in her mid-eighties, her face lined with age but her eyes still sharp and commanding.In her hand, she held a small pill, and right beside her stood a cup of water. A maid stood nearby with her head bowed low, waiting silently for her to take the medication.The old woman threw the pill into her mouth, took a quick sip of the water, and dropped the cup back onto the desk with a dull thud.Before the maid could even move to take the cup away, a sharp knock came through the door."Come in," the woman said, her voice dry and authoritative.The heavy door opened, and a man dressed in a sharp black tuxedo walked into the room. His expression was tight with panic."Ma, you have to see this," he said, stepping quickly toward the desk.The woman raised her head, her brow furrowing as the man held out a digital tablet for her to look at. On the screen, a video was playing. It was a video
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWOThe heavy smell of the blood wine was no longer just a scent in the room. It felt like a physical weight pressing down on my tongue.It coated the back of my throat before I had even taken a single sip. My lungs burned with every breath I took. The rich smell of the raw meat and the thick red liquid in the glasses seemed to grow stronger. It filled the whole massive room until the violin music and the whispers of the Corvinus family faded away into the background.I was completely confused. My mind was spinning, trying to find some sanity, but my body refused to listen to me.I did not know what was happening to me. I was an Omega, a half blood werewolf. I was supposed to hate the blood that vampires drink. It was supposed to be a sickening reminder of death.But as the silent servants continued to step forward, placing more plates down the long mahogany table, the closeness of the blood became unbearable.The more the food kept on coming, the more they k
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONEThe heavy mahogany door of the study swung open with a sudden, sharp creak that fractured the dead silence of the hallway.I froze, my heart leaping straight into my throat. The shadows of the corridor offered no protection as the warm light from inside the room spilled over the floorboards, illuminating my trembling form.Seraphina stepped out first.She stopped dead in her tracks the exact second her ice-blue eyes landed on me. For a fraction of a moment, the cold, unyielding mask she always wore slipped completely. She was shocked. Her pupils dilated, a rare, uncharacteristic flicker of vulnerability washing over her perfect features before she forced it back down.I was just as stoned, staring at her with wide, terrified eyes, the weight of the secrets I had just eavesdropped on pressing heavily against my chest."Elena?" Seraphina’s voice was a low, dangerous whisper that barely carried down the corridor. She closed the distance between us in a singl
CHAPTER ONE HUNDREDThe dark tarmac road seemed to stretch on forever, slick with an oily black rain that never quite touched my skin.I was walking, my feet bare and numb against the cold ground, drawn toward a towering iron gate that bled black mist into a gray sky. Written across the stone archway in letters that burned with a faint, ghostly luminescence was a single word: VEIL.As my hand reached out to touch the freezing metal, a woman’s voice, distant, echoey, and laced with an ancient authority, boomed through the emptiness, vibrating directly inside my skull.*“Not yet, little wolf. It is not your time.”*I gasped, my eyes flying open as I violently bolted upright in bed.My heart was hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. Cold sweat drenched my skin, making my tank top cling uncomfortably to my back.I sat there for a long moment, my chest heaving as I tried to separate the suffocating dread of the nightmare from the reality of the dimly lit bedroom. I checked the di
CHAPTER SIXTEENI look at him, feeling a confusing mix of emotions churning in my stomach.Shy. That's the dominant one. Followed closely by anger. And underneath it all, a thread of something I don't want to examine too closely."Is everything about sex to you?" The question comes out more timid t
CHAPTER FOURTEENI wake up with a pounding headache.The first thing I register is brightness. Sunlight streaming through those massive floor-to-ceiling windows, hitting me directly in the face with an intensity that makes my eyes water.I groan and squeeze my eyes shut again, turning my face away
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWOIsabella leads me deeper into the store, past displays of elegant dresses and perfectly styled mannequins, through a doorway marked "Private" in discreet gold lettering.Beyond it is something else entirely."This is the VIP chamber," she announces, gesturing around the space wit
CHAPTER THIRTEEN:I spread my arms wide. Stopped fighting."You've already taken everything from me. My freedom. My life. My future. You've separated me from everyone I know, paused my entire existence, trapped me in this gilded cage."My voice cracks."Might as well take this too. What's one more







