LOGIN“Wait!” he screamed. I paused just as he frantically dug into his pocket. With shaking fingers, he pulled out his phone, unlocked it, and thrust it toward me as if his life depended on it. I snatched the phone and looked down at the screen. A picture stared back at me. A middle-aged man cloaked in black, his hood drawn low over his face. I didn’t recognize him. “And who the fuck is this?” I asked coldly, lifting my eyes to him as my patience thinned to a razor’s edge. “He—he knows about the boy and his mother,” he blurted out. I loosened my grip just enough for him to suck in air. He coughed violently, glanced at the corpse beside us, then hurried on, fear thick in his voice. “During my search for them, one of my intel sources mentioned him. He went to report the attacks in the woods to the authorities. That drew the attention of the hunters, they questioned him. And he talked. He spoke about the woman and the child.” My grip tightened again. “They’re still in the woods,” he f
Unknown Pov“Did you find her?” I asked the moment I stepped into the warehouse.My heels echoed sharply against the concrete floor as I approached the two men waiting for me. The sound alone made them stiffen.“No,” one of them said after exchanging a nervous glance with the other.I stopped in front of them. “What do you mean, no?” My gaze moved between them slowly, deliberately. Their shaking irritated me more than their answer. “Speak.”My temper flared hot and fast. In that moment, I wanted nothing more than to wrap my hands around their throats and squeeze until the fear left their eyes forever. They had already outlived their usefulness. I was beginning to wonder why I had spared them at all.“We searched every hospital we could think of,” one of them said quickly. “We combed the city. Our networks turned up nothing. No records, no sightings, no trace of her whereabouts.”A laugh tore out of my throat before I could stop it. It was sharp and humorless. I laughed because the exc
Dominic’s povFinally, I was going back to Mirelle and Callan.The thought steadied me as I made my way through the forest, still in my wolf form. I did not run. I needed the time to think, to sort through the mess in my head. The steady rhythm of my steps against the earth gave me space to breathe.I wondered how Mirelle would react if she ever found out about Seraphina. About the child she claimed was mine.I doubted she would care, not truly, but I was not willing to risk it. The worst outcome would be Mirelle disappearing again, taking Callan with her, and that was something I would not survive twice. For now, it was better to keep that information buried. As long as possible.I had already made my decision about Seraphina. She would remain in the pack house. If she truly carried my child, then responsibility demanded I accept that reality. But if I discovered it was a lie, a manipulation meant to force her way into my life, then she would learn just how unforgiving I could be.Da
I finally pushed myself off the bed and closed the distance between us. “Why do you hate me so much, Dominic?” I asked. He didn’t answer. “I’m not the girl I used to be,” I continued, my voice shaking. “I’ve changed and I did that because of you. I love you, Dominic. I’m sorry for what I did. Do you think I wanted this? Do you think I’m proud of it?” Tears spilled down my cheeks as my voice cracked. “Look at me. Just look at me. Do you really think I feel fit to be a mother? Do you think I don’t regret that night? That I wouldn’t give anything to undo what I’ve done?” For a moment, something unreadable flickered in his eyes as he leaned closer, studying my face. Then he spoke. “You want to fix this?” His voice was low, merciless. “Go away. And never come back.” I swallowed hard. “You think I don’t know what you are?” he continued coldly. “You really expect me to fall for this act? You might convince everyone else that you’re sweet and innocent, but I know better. Deep down, we
Seraphina’s Pov Standing in Dominic’s room now, memories come crashing back with brutal clarity. This was where he used to bring me. Where he used to talk, open up, tell me how he felt. Where I once dared to believe that one day, we would lie on this bed together, not as childhood companions or convenient allies, but as lovers. As Alpha and Luna. We dated. For a while. And then she happened. That bitch haunted every conversation, every quiet moment. No matter what we talked about, she always found her way into his thoughts. I grew sick of it. Sick of hearing her name. Sick of watching him worry over a woman who cheated on him. She betrayed him and still he mourned her. For all I knew, she was out there living her best life, laughing, free, untouched by the damage she caused. “What does she have that I don’t?” I muttered, fingers brushing over the neatly made duvet. My chest tightened as I imagined us together, whole, powerful, and united. Alpha King and Luna. But the image sha
“Where is he?” I demanded the moment I arrived at the dungeon, my voice calm but carrying the sharp edge of anger I could barely contain. I had instructed Dante to make sure no one knew about Trent. Not my mother. Not the rest of the pack. The fewer who knew, the better. The truth about why I had taken this personally, about Mirelle’s presence on my territory, was mine alone. “I will take you to him, Alpha,” the dungeon guard said, inclining his head before pushing the heavy door aside. We stepped inside. We descended the dimly lit staircase, each step echoing against the cold concrete. Light bulbs hung from the ceiling, casting a harsh glow on the rows of cells we passed. Some were empty; others held wolves whose hands reached desperately through the metal bars, silent pleas for attention. This place was for criminals, wolves who had broken laws, or those deemed too dangerous to roam free. Some were here for life, condemned to rot until their final breath. Interrogations, punish







