After handling a few tasks in my company and helping others to stay cautious with the ongoing situation, I walked into the house.The Pack's sky was dark. The faint moonlight barely reached the ground, as if the heavens themselves turned their back on us. The air reeked of something uncanny, like someone had sprayed Wolfsbane across the entire territory. A looming disaster hung in the atmosphere—but why?Kyde didn’t seem to care. He was one of the strongest Alphas blessed by the Moon Goddess, yet he had gracefully refused the role of the next Alpha, syncing with the decision I once made without hesitation.As I pushed the door open and stepped inside, something felt off. Different. The house that once carried familiarity no longer welcomed me. I didn’t feel the weight of responsibility. No footsteps hurried toward me. No polite, rehearsed smile. No glass of cold water with a slice of lemon resting on the rim. Just silence.Why would I miss that presence around me? Why would I feel det
Alessandro,"How is she doing?" I asked Alexander when he walked out of the doctor's room.He gave a quiet nod before walking straight to Evelyn's room. He barely acknowledged my presence. Still sulking because I was fast enough to catch her before he could reach.It had been two days. I had been watching her from a distance. Her ankle was twisted. Thankfully, we could stop the pillar from hitting her from behind. But the trauma ran deeper than bones and bruises. She hadn’t said a word since the accident. The doctor said she kept staring at the ceiling with unfocused eyes, lost in a place no one could follow her into.I was emotionally detached from her. Yet, here I was... "Alessandro!" Dad's voice came from behind. He had just returned from the pack house after calming down the elders. "Let's talk outside. Healer Arnold is handling things.""Okay." I followed him quietly.As we went out, he lit a cigarette with a heavy, thoughtful sigh. The fire flickered against his hardened face,
When I was younger, I used to hate darkness. Each time the dark shrouded the world, the fear of being abused, beaten, starving, and sometimes—watching my father's ruthless wolf hunting those animals like they meant nothing to the world—came crawling in.The more I grew up, the better I realized—not only those innocent pets but even my life didn’t matter.I was different. I had my mother’s eyes, but I wasn’t like her at all. She was a woman who would charm men to earn money. While my father would drink all day long, and at night, he would go to my mom, torture her, and lock me inside a small closet.I was different. My eyes were different, and my hair... they were different too. Different from my mother’s as well.And once I grew up, I knew that all I had was my appearance—different from the people around me. No one had those eyes—silver with a drop of blue in the center. Long bluish-silver hair that I started dyeing when I was six.I was bullied constantly. No CPS, no cops could help,
"Meet me at the northern borderline. I will wait if you decide."He didn’t tell me his name. Not even a title. Just handed me a card with an address and disappeared into the fog of uncertainty, leaving behind a silence louder than any goodbye.Before stepping off the boat, he took off his hoodie and gently wrapped it around my shoulders. It was warm, a little oversized, and carried the faintest trace of firewood and pine—his scent. I held it tightly, not out of cold, but as if it was the only anchor keeping my cracked soul from shattering.When I stepped onto solid ground, surrounded by strangers who didn’t even spare me a glance, I realized how deeply lost I was. There was no one familiar, no familiar scent, no hand reaching for mine. Just me—and the growing ache in my limbs and chest.The healer's offer still echoed in my mind. Escape. Freedom. A life away from this pack.Why would he offer help when I didn't even know his name?But the way he said I was unwanted... it pierced deepe
"I heard there was a spy on the ship as well. They signaled the pirates to attack us!"Sitting in the corner of the boat, watching my body gradually grow numb, I heard those whispers.What a perfect time to attack.I laughed bitterly in my mind, recalling the moment Alessandro dropped me from his arms like I was nothing more than a heavy burden, something disposable. Something that could die beneath the crumbling walls.That expression on his face when he realized Evelyn was about to fall—the way he let his wolf approach her without hesitation...No doubt about it. He loved her deeply. So much so that he was ready to discard everything else around him.I curled into myself, trying to disappear from everyone’s sight. The pain was strong, and everything around me was turning unclear.As I drifted close to unconsciousness, the staff member who had carried me to the boat earlier slowly approached me. His smile was polite and distant.With a small nod, he gestured to the first aid box and
I was too stunned to say another word. Alessandro’s eyes were supposed to be on her? For what?I stared at Evelyn, standing there like a crowned queen, every piece of her attire screaming royalty. But it felt excessive. Overdone. A desperate performance stitched together with arrogance. Her heels slammed against the polished floor as she stormed toward me, each step more suffocating than the last."Well, well… look what an excellent secret crawled out of the shadows," she drawled, her smirk sharp, eyes glinting with malice.Secrets?"You really have no shame, do you? Parading around with my leftovers," she spat, arms crossing tightly over her chest. "You’re his… replacement, aren’t you?"Leftovers? She knew about the contract?"I don't know what you’re talking about," I said, keeping my voice calm, deliberate. She was Luna now — the last thing I needed was to provoke her with reckless defiance."But I know enough," she whispered with an edge, head cocked to the side like she pitied me
I couldn't move a bit as Alessandro stood there, holding the envelope. His eyes were fixated on it while my heart pounded so violently, I felt like it was trying to escape through my throat.I swallowed hard, but it did nothing to calm the tremor in my body.After a moment that felt like forever—each second dragging claws over my skin—Alessandro quietly sat down, placing the tray of food he was holding with his other hand on the table.He passed the kiwi sandwich and a glass of orange juice toward me without a word.I stared at it blankly for a moment, confusion swirling through my daze before I whispered, "I... I am allergic to Kiwis."My voice barely escaped my lips, shaky and fragile.His eyes widened in sudden realization, flickering with guilt as he registered the mistake. That breakfast—he had chosen Evelyn’s favorite.Not mine.Without another word, he grabbed the sandwich and the juice and threw them into the trash can with a sharp motion before turning back to me. His voice w
"How could you do it? Without celebrating your brother's succession, you left the party with that woman? Are you trying to piss us off? Stop being so jealous and dramatic!"Luna Simmons's voice snapped through the silence of dawn, harsh and venomous. I woke up with a jolt, my body rigid from the sudden noise echoing through the walls. My heart pounded in my chest as I sat up, blinking through the fog of sleep.My bare feet touched the cold floor, and instinctively, I crept towards the door and peeked through the small gap. Alessandro stood in the living room, shirtless, a dumbbell in one hand. His back was to me, his muscles tense, the lines of his shoulders sharp with frustration. Luna stood in front of him, eyes blazing with fury and disappointment."Look! I understand that you didn't know Evelyn was your brother’s mate. But you’ve already married trash. Not only did you disappoint us by choosing a lowlife human, but now you’ve turned into a bitter, jealous ex who—""Are you done?"
Mauve,His hands were cold, his knees were shaking as his golden eyes watched the woman he had loved, declared and recited her love for the new Alpha of the Pack.Alessandro—a man who never lowered his head, a man who was true to his nature—looked shattered, as if he had lost everything.The realization of her betrayal hit him so hard that he could no longer remain on his knees.I knew he was heartbroken and distraught. That was why I didn’t say anything when he almost pinned me against the wall forcefully.My wrists were bruised. But more than that, I was terrified he would find out. The pregnancy would be discovered by him.After running away from him, I hadn’t closed the door completely. I loved that man, just like he loved her. Maybe I loved him a little less since I was already making up my mind to leave.However, despite everything between us, my heart refused to leave. He was in pain—and I was there.Standing behind the door, I watched him grab a bottle of whiskey from the bar.