LOGINEleanor PovThe doors opened, and one by one, maids dressed in uniform entered the ballroom, carrying silver trays filled with wine glasses. They moved through the crowd, stopping at every guest.My eyes shifted toward the maid standing beside me, her head was lowered, too lowered, as if she was hiding something. I watched her hands. The fingers gripping the tray, the slight trembling and a smile slowly touched my lips.I reached out and took the glass.Mary's voice echoed through the ballroom. "This is Lupine Red Wine." She lifted her own glass of water, unable to drink because of the child. "It is a rare wine, and tonight, I want to raise a toast to my late sister."Her smile remained gentle."My sister lived a fulfilling life serving this pack." She raised the glass higher. "And I hope she is happy in heaven with her son, my niece who died an untimely death, Caleb Blackthorn ."The moment she mentioned him, my fingers tightened around the glass.Caleb.My Caleb.The same child whos
Eleanor povThe soft melody drifted through the air, soothing and gentle. It was a song dedicated to the Moon Goddess, a tribute to her creation.It was peaceful.A complete contrast to the tension hanging over the ballroom.The awkward silence between conversations. The forced smiles. The uncomfortable atmosphere created by an Alpha desperately trying to convince a man who had already made up his mind not to work with him and in the middle of it all...I stood there.A smile curved on my lips, my eyes narrowed slightly in amusement as I slowly swirled the wine in my glass. I didn't care about the whispers surrounding me. I didn't care about the curious stares or the judgment hidden behind polite expressions.I simply enjoyed the music.My eyes flickered toward Alexander standing beside me. A smirk was already etched across his face, he wasn't even pretending to hide his amusement.His gray eyes shone with the excitement of someone watching a show he had been waiting for all night, al
Ethan povThe Blackthorn Moon Festival.It was the day our pack honored the Moon Goddess.According to the oldest stories passed down through generations, the first werewolf had been born from nothing but dust and a single tear shed by the Moon Goddess. From that union, a human and a wolf became one, creating the very first werewolf.Every pack had its own beliefs.Its own traditions.Its own day of celebration but today belonged to Blackthorn.On this day, every member of the pack gathered to celebrate together. Families filled the streets, warriors drank together, children ran beneath the moonlight, and prayers were offered to the Goddess for another year of prosperity. As for the elders, socialites, business partners, and the influential figures of the pack.They attended a private gathering hosted by the Alpha and Luna in Blackthorn's grand banquet hall."Happy Moon Festival, Alpha. Many blessings to you." The voice pulled me from my thoughts, I blinked before looking up, standin
Mary pov"This is unacceptable! How dare that slut think she can seduce my daughter's husband? This is all that devil's fault. It was bad enough that he came back to the pack, but now he has brought a shameless slut into your home!"My father slammed his hand onto the table, his face flushed red with fury.I lowered my head, quietly wiping away the tears rolling down my cheeks. My body looked weak and fragile, my shoulders trembling every so often, the picture of a helpless, heartbroken pregnant woman who had nowhere left to turn except her family.After what had happened at breakfast, I had been furious, especially after seeing the way Ethan had looked at that slut, Delilah.It hadn't been just gratitude.It had been something else.Shock...Curiosity...The beginning of admiration.It was the look of a man who had finally started paying attention to another woman.No, it didn't mean he'd stopped loving me, not yet but I knew how these things started. After all, I'd once been the oth
'No need."The words cut cleanly through the room.Ethan froze as James slowly adjusted the bridge of his glasses, his sharp gaze settling on him. Gone was the awkward man who had blushed and stammered yesterday, what remained was a businessman.An Alpha."There is no need for any further discussion." His deep voice carried effortlessly across the dining room. "I've decided not to move forward with this partnership. There is nothing about this proposal worth pursuing."Silence fell over the table and Ethan's face stiffened but James continued without the slightest hesitation."The quality of the weapons produced by the Blackthorn Pack has declined significantly over the past six months. They are heavier, less reliable, the craftsmanship is inconsistent, the precision has deteriorated."He folded his hands neatly before him."Those shortcomings might have been overlooked under different circumstances but not this project."His gaze sharpened."The proposal for the new tri-impact round.
Eleanor pov.The next day.The air was thick, heavy with tension that threatened to snap at any moment. It settled over the dining room, suffocating every breath. The dining table felt less like a place for breakfast and more like a funeral.No one spoke.Every face around the table was grave, their expressions dark as though everyone was waiting for something to happen like last night.The corners of my lips slowly curled upward.My gaze drifted to Ethan at the head of the table.The same man who used to look at me with open disdain before shoving his chair back and leaving halfway through breakfast because, according to him, merely seeing my face was enough to make him lose his appetite.Now...He hadn't touched a single bite.My smile widened as my eyes settled on his hands.Both were clenched into tight fists beside his plate while he stared silently at his food, so lost in thought that he didn't even seem aware of the silence surrounding him.My gaze shifted again.My mother-in-l
Fear gripped them both at once.“Ah! Ethan, help!” Mary screamed, her voice sharp with panic.“W-what are you doing?! Let us go! Let us go! Do you know who I am? I am the Alpha of the Bloodthorn Pack!” Ethan roared, his face pale with fury and fear.But the men only chuckled, completely unbothered
If someone ever asked your husband to choose between your life and his mistress’s… would he choose you?No—let me rephrase that. How would you feel if your husband, the man you had stood beside all your life, the man you had protected since the moment he became the Alpha of one of the strongest pac
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, a hand for a hand, a foot for a foot. It was a scripture written in the goddess’s holy book..It meant taking from someone exactly what they had taken from you. If they took your eye, you took theirs. If they took your tooth, you took theirs. If they took yo
“I hate you, mommy. I hate you so much. Why didn’t you protect me? Why do you have to be so weak… why, why!”A strangled gasp tore from my throat as my eyes snapped open, terror gripping me as the white ceiling above came into view. “Our son… our son’s death wasn’t your fault… It was Mary who push







