LOGINThird Person's POVSelene had always believed that a low-blooded creature like Elena was beneath her. She couldn't stand being trampled by someone she considered trash.Right now, her only way out was to make the crowd see how much Pheisar cared for her.If they saw his devotion, they might back off and swallow their insults.Since Pheisar's biggest weakness was his guilt over her "condition," she had to play the blood-coughing victim.She had two fake blood capsules tucked under her tongue.She tilted her head back, raising her voice to draw every eye in the hallway."I never did those things. I'm too proud to stoop that low... I have my dignity..."Mid-sentence, she bit down hard on the capsules.Bright red blood began to seep from her lips, staining her chin.She let her body go limp, stumbling as she collapsed toward the floor."Selene!"Pheisar and Dominic lunged for her at the same time.
Third Person's POVThe second Dominic opened his mouth, Audrey looked ready to explode.She kicked him again—hard—cutting him off before he could dig a deeper hole."Do you want me to throw you in the pack's solitary confinement?" she hissed.Dominic flinched, but he still stood his ground, chin out. "Mom, just let me explain!""Enough," Audrey said, taking a sharp breath. "Selene saved your life once. If you want to pay her back, fine. But when you're 'paying her back,' you aren't supposed to leave your brain at home.""The evidence of Naomi's trap is staring you in the face, yet you immediately turn around and snap at Elena? Where is the logic in that?"Dominic opened his mouth to argue, but no words came out.In his heart, he was still fiercely protective of Selene and felt Elena's refusal to accept the apology was out of line.But with Audrey looming over him and looking lethal, he was genuinely afraid sh
Third Person's POVNaomi lay on the bed, staring at her daughter.Naomi was no saint—every wolf who'd ever crossed her knew that.But when it came to Selene, her only child, she had been a devoted mother. she'd pampered her, protected her, and moved mountains to give her the best of everything.She had always believed that even if the whole world turned against her, her daughter would stand by her side.She never dreamed Selene would discard her so ruthlessly.That single step back, that cold redirection of blame... Selene's words cut deeper than anyone else's in the room.In that moment, a wave of bitter disappointment and resentment washed over Naomi.A dark thought clawed at her mind.This whole mess was Selene's idea.The plan's failure—forgetting that Zander might be watching—was Selene's oversight.Why should Naomi be the only one lying in this filth while Selene stood in the crowd,
Third Person's POVSelene's grip on Naomi's hand tightened, her knuckles turning a ghostly white.She kept her head down, tears pooling in her eyes but not quite falling—the perfect picture of a victim.Her scent was a total wreck, reeking of panic and humiliation for everyone to smell.Naomi lay there, huddled in the stained sheet, forced to listen as the audio from the video blared from the speakers. Every word she'd whispered in the dark was now echoing through the room for the world to hear.She squeezed her eyes shut.The same people who used to kiss her feet were now tearing her apart with their whispers.Pheisar stood off to the side, his face like stone, not saying a word.Elena stood next to Zander in silence.She knew exactly what Naomi meant by "making sure Jeffrey was satisfied"—it was her way of saying she'd pimp out other young, pretty she-wolves to him.Naomi had done it dozens of times
Third Person's POVDominic always trusted Zander above anyone else. Since they were kids, Zander had never been one to make things up or throw around baseless accusations.He stood there frozen, two conflicting thoughts crashing around in his head, leaving him unsure of how to react.Selene took a deep breath and looked up.She gripped Naomi's hand, her voice steady but laced with a frantic edge."Alpha Zander, my mother only wanted to reconcile with Elena. She was doing everything she could to please her—why would she ever want to ruin her?"She paused, her eyes flickering toward the bruise on the back of Naomi's neck."My mother has clear injuries on her neck. Someone obviously knocked her out when she wasn't looking, which is why we're in this mess tonight."Her voice cracked slightly, and aristocratic tears welled in her eyes but didn't fall, making her look incredibly vulnerable."She has been deeply humiliate
Third Person's POVBut Naomi was a sturdy woman, and Elena's strike didn't knock her out.Naomi stumbled, sensing something was wrong, and spun around to see who had attacked her.Right then, Zander stepped in.Without a word, he delivered a clean, professional blow to the back of her neck.Naomi went limp.Zander had already arranged for a clean dress to be brought to Elena.While he handled the logistics, Elena dragged Naomi onto the massive bed. She used Naomi's own comm-stone to send a simple "OK" to Selene, then slipped into the opposite lounge to change out of her wine-soaked clothes.The entire process was clinical. No wasted movement.If Naomi hadn't come here with malice in her heart, being knocked out by Zander would have just been a temporary scare. She would have woken up later, confused but safe.But she did have malice.And everything that happened to her tonight was a cage she had built for h
Elena's POVI remember when I first met him. He was only twenty-two, but he'd constantly lecture me about eating right and getting enough sleep. Back then, I used to wonder if there was some retired old pack elder sitting on the other side of the screen.But I was grateful for the thoughtfulness. I
Elena's POV"Holy—!"The scream died in my throat as the towel hit the floor with a wet thud."Moon Goddess, you've got to be kidding me."Everyone—literally everyone—told me Alpha Zander was a goner, a permanent vegetable.So why now?Why did he have to wake up the exact second I was getting him r
Elena's POVWhen I carried my suitcase down the hotel steps, the first person I saw was Jasper standing in the center of the lobby.His posture was casual, yet he held the characteristic light energy of a young wolf.His eyes lit up when he saw me. He rushed over and took my
Elena's POVThe moment my eyes met Dominic's, I saw his face flush with acute embarrassment and discomfort.It was as if I had stumbled upon a secret thought he wanted to keep hidden.I was extremely drunk. My head spun, and the light blurred like a flowing tide.My senses were dulled. I could bare







