LOGINThis is a story of a young werewolf, Elena. This story talks about the pain and suffering she went through at the hands of her step mother and sister. But her story soon changed when she met a dominant Alpha, Ryan... But from there her life never remained the same again.
View MoreCrystal’s POVI crossed my arms, pacing slowly in front of them, each step echoing with purpose. “No,” I finally said. “We don’t kill him in five minutes. That’s too rushed. Too suspicious. We need time—leverage.”Lucy arched an eyebrow. “Leverage?”I turned to her. “Yes. We give him a poison… one that doesn’t kill instantly, but slowly. A week. Just enough to make him weak, disoriented, terminal. He won’t know what’s happening at first. By the time he realizes it, it’ll be too late.”Thorne’s brows furrowed. “And what do we gain from that?”I smiled faintly. “Everything. In that week, we send a letter to Elena. Say her dying father wishes to see her one last time—make it dramatic, emotional, whatever it takes to lure her in.”Lucy’s lips curled with intrigue, catching on quickly. “And while she comes thinking she’ll say goodbye…”“She walks into our hands,” I finished for her. “No fight. No chase. Just a girl walking straight into her own trap.”Thorne let out a low whistle, both imp
Elena POV The words hung in the air like a challenge—sharp, cold, and non-negotiable.“Show me.”Alpha Regal’s tone wasn’t angry. It wasn’t demanding. It was worse than that. It was indifferent, like if I failed, he wouldn’t even be surprised. Like I was just another exaggerated tale from the border, another ghost story brought to life.My palms were damp as I slowly rose from my seat.“Are you certain?” Ryan asked from behind me, voice low but firm.I glanced over my shoulder and gave him a nod. “If I don’t show them now, we’ve already lost.”“Whatever happens, it won't change a thing, remember.”Je whispered, and then with a small nod. I smiled softly then turned away. I stepped out into the open space at the center of the council chamber. The cold stone floor grounded me, even as every pair of eyes in that room watched me with dissecting precision.I closed my eyes and exhaled slowly.You’ve done this before. You know what it feels like.But this time, there was no fear. Just cl
Elena POVThe leather straps of the harness bit slightly into my shoulders as I adjusted them tighter. My jacket was fastened, my boots laced, and my dagger sheathed along my thigh. I was ready—or as ready as I could be for what lay ahead.The house was quiet, save for the distant shuffle of footsteps—Ryan and Trevor, moving through the hall like the shadows they’d trained to be. I stood by the doorway of my room, eyes fixed on the small mirror beside it. The reflection staring back wasn’t the same girl who arrived at the Star Raiders half-alive and running. There was steel in her now.A knock pulled me from my thoughts. The door opened and Ryan stepped in, dressed in his black combat jacket, the crest of the pack pinned over his chest. “You good?”I gave a quick nod. “As I’ll ever be.”His gaze swept over me, lingering for a second too long on my eyes. “You don’t have to prove anything, Elena. This meeting… it’s political. Not a battlefield.”I shrugged. “And yet, I still have a targ
Crystal’s POVThe hall felt colder today. The same white stone walls, the same silver torches crackling with pale fire—but the tension, the weight of expectations, made the air thick and heavy.Thorne stood beside me, calm as ever, arms behind his back. I, on the other hand, was rigid with anticipation. We had presented our request last night—an additional wave of two hundred warriors to reinforce our frontlines before the assault on the Star Raiders.Now, we waited.Zaphyr sat tall on his throne. He wore a simple black coat lined with white fur, his expression unreadable as his eyes flicked between us. Lucy stood beside him, unmoving. There was a long silence, stretching the tension in the room.Finally, Zaphyr spoke.“My answer is no.”My brows pinched. “Excuse me?”“You asked for more warriors beyond the two hundred already dispatched. I said no,” he repeated, voice smooth and final. “You’ll use what you already have.”I didn’t speak right away. I looked to Thorne, who barely rea






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