INICIAR SESIÓN“Pen?” Alpha Raymond called the moment he stepped into their shared bedroom. His eyes swept across the room. It felt… wrong. Too quiet. Too still. Then his gaze landed on the bathroom door. He pushed it open. Her rack of skincare products was empty. A slow, unsettling realization crept up his spine. He turned sharply and strode toward the wardrobe. He flung it open. Empty. Her clothes were gone. That was when it truly hit him. She had left. “How could she?” he muttered, though there was no one there to answer him. His tone sharpened, anger surging through his veins like wildfire. He shoved a hand into his pocket and pulled out his phone. His thumb scrolled through a series of names until it found hers, his Luna. He dialed. The call declined instantly. He dialed again. Declined. A third time. Declined. His jaw tightened. Switching to messages, he typed furiously. ‘What do you think you’re doing, Pen? Stop being dramatic and return to the estate. You’re acting like a child.
The ride back to the estate was quiet. Raymond drove with both hands steady on the wheel, his posture relaxed, almost casual. Callan sat beside me in the back seat, his small fingers playing with the hem of his shirt while he stared out the window. I felt it. Those glances. Every few seconds, Raymond’s eyes would lift to the rearview mirror. They would settle on me briefly before returning to the road the moment he realized I had caught him watching. Neither of us said anything. I did not ask what he was thinking. I was afraid to. Because if I asked, he might answer. And if he answered, I might hear something I was not prepared for. From where I stood, what happened at the hospital had not looked innocent. The way that woman had stood close to him. The way his hand had wrapped around her arm. The softness in his voice when he tried to calm her. It had felt intimate. Familiar. He had been careful, yes. Controlled. Smiling at strangers as though nothing was wrong. But he had als
Mirelle POV I walked into the hospital ward where my son had been placed. Through the small glass window, I saw him. He was awake, sitting upright on the bed and talking animatedly with a nurse.A tear slipped down my cheek before I even realized I was crying. Relief hit me so hard my knees nearly buckled. Without thinking, I pushed the door open and rushed inside.His eyes lit up the moment he saw me. “Mummy!” he called, stretching his arms wide.I crossed the room in seconds and wrapped him in my arms, holding him tighter than I meant to.“When I woke up, I thought you were gone,” he whispered against my shoulder.I swallowed the sob climbing up my throat. “Mummy would never leave you,” I said softly, pulling back just enough to wipe my tears and give him a smile.But he was watching me carefully, not smiling. “Did I do something wrong?” he asked. “Are you hurt? Did I say something to make you sad?”He reached for me again, and instinctively, I pulled back just a little, afraid he
“They are waiting for you in the courtroom, Alpha.” My butler’s voice was steady as he stepped into my study.I didn’t look up immediately. “All of them?”“Yes, Alpha.”Good.I closed the file on my desk with deliberate calm. The sound echoed louder than it should have.It was time.After my conversation with Elder Morrison, I had ordered an emergency summons sent to the entire council. Morrison was bold but not foolish. If he dared move against me, he wasn’t moving alone.Snakes rarely hunt without a nest. And today, I intended to burn it.“You’re dismissed,” I said.He bowed and left.I rose from my chair, slipped into my coat, and walked toward the courtroom. My steps were unhurried. Every echo against the marble floor felt like a countdown.This time, I had asked my mother to attend. If I was going to shake the foundation of this pack, I wanted every witness necessary. When I pushed the doors open, silence fell instantly. My mother sat at the far end of the long table, regal and u
“I—I swear…” he stammered beneath me, his brows twitching violently. His body strained against the floor, muscles jerking as he fought for control.Pathetic.“Don’t bother,” I said calmly. “The medicine has already taken effect. You’re useless until it wears off.” Whatever fragile hope he had left died in his eyes.“And even if it didn’t,” I continued, leaning down so he could see exactly how unimpressed I was, “what would you do? You’re not strong enough to fight me. You’re not faster than me. You’d collapse before you even reached the door.”His breathing grew ragged.I crouched lower, my gaze locking onto his. “Now tell me,” I said softly, my voice turning ice-cold, “what exactly have you been conspiring behind my back, Elder Morrison?”“Someone has been feeding you lies!” he blurted out, panic cracking his voice. “I would never betray you. I’ve served this pack for decades. I was loyal to your Father. I swore the same to you!”I almost laughed. Before Dante left on his mission to
Dominic’s POV “You sent for me, Alpha.” Elder Morrison lowered himself into the chair across from my desk only after I gestured for him to sit. His movements were careful, measured. Respectful. Afraid. Good. It was common knowledge that I did not summon the elders unless the matter was urgent or dangerous. And I had made sure the guards remained stationed directly outside my office doors. Not because I needed protection. But because he needed the reminder. “I can see you’re uncomfortable,” I said mildly, leaning back in my chair. I let a faint, practiced smile curve my lips. “Relax, Elder Morrison. If I intended you harm, you would not have walked in here.” His throat bobbed. “I meant no offense, Alpha.” “None taken.” Silence stretched between us, thick as fog. I watched him the way a wolf watches prey not with haste, but with patience. “Elder Morrison,” I finally began, folding my hands over my desk. “I’ve received reports regarding how you handled the unrest within the eas







