MasukChapter Two.
Gina.
It had been a few days since our altercation, I hadn't seen or heard from Brandon, not even to check in on me. Until today when I was summoned into his office, a part of was scared but I was also glad he had summoned me.
After losing my baby, and him making it clear he wanted nothing to do with me I had also made a decesion. I was leaving the pack.
I was marked by him so no one in this pack will ever be interested in me and I wanted to find love still and have a family of my own. And my only option if I wanted to find that was by leaving the pack
I sat stiffly in the wooden chair across from Brandon’s desk, my hands clenched so tightly in my lap that my nails bit into my palms. He hadn’t looked at me once. Not since I’d been called in like some disobedient servant.
He flipped a page in the report he wasn’t reading, pretending I wasn’t even there. Pretending I hadn’t just lost our child. Pretending I didn’t bleed on his floor while he drank himself into oblivion.
I hated him.
The thought came with startling clarity. I hate him.
"You should start preparing for the mating ball," he said finally, voice low, casual, like he was talking about the weather.
I blinked, my body jerking like he’d slapped me. "What?"
He finally looked up. His eyes were cold, distant. “Two weeks. All unmated pack members are required to attend.”
I felt like I couldn’t breathe. “You think I’m going to parade around like some desperate omega while I’m still bleeding from the baby I just lost?”
Brandon leaned back in his chair, smiling faintly. “You’re an unmated omega again, Gina. It's time you remember your place.”
My fists trembled. “I’m not going.”
He raised a brow, amused. “You are.”
“I want to leave the pack.” I finally said.
The smile in his face immediately dropped.
“I don’t belong here anymore,” I said, standing. “I’ll be gone before the moon turns. I’ll go quietly. I won’t tell anyone what you did. I’ll disappear.”
“No.” The word cracked across the air like a whip.
I stared at him, my chest heaving. “You can’t keep me here.”
“Oh, but I can.” Brandon stood now too, circling the desk like a predator. “You think you can run? After everything you know? After what we’ve done?”
“What you’ve done,” I snapped. “You lied to me. You used me. You killed everything we had.”
He chuckled darkly. “We had nothing, Gina. You were a distraction. A pretty little thing to break in. And you were so eager for it. Don’t act like a victim now.”
I wanted to rip his face off. My nails dug deeper. “You will never touch me again.”
He stepped closer. I didn’t back down.
“You think you're strong now, huh? Because you finally grew a spine? Let me remind you…” He paused, smiling coldly. “You’re still just an omega. And I still hold all the power here.”
“I don’t care,” I spat. “I’ll find a way out.”
“Oh? And what about your mother?”
I froze.
“Leave her out of this,” I said, voice shaking.
He grinned, teeth flashing like a wolf about to tear into flesh. “You forget, she works in the kitchens. Cleaning up after the alphas. You leave, Gina, and she pays the price.”
My knees buckled slightly, but I stayed standing.
“You wouldn’t.”
His gaze sharpened. “Wouldn’t I? You know what I’m capable of. You’ve seen it.”
Tears welled in my eyes before I could stop them. “Please. Don’t hurt her.”
“Then don’t give me a reason to.”
I swallowed, my throat burning. My mother. The only person in this world who had ever loved me without condition. Who’d stayed when everyone else turned their backs. I couldn’t let him touch her. I couldn’t.
“Stay in the pack,” he said smoothly. “Attend the ball. Be good. And maybe maybe your mother keeps her job. Keeps her health.”
I felt like I was falling. The room tilted. The pain I thought I’d buried surged up like a tidal wave. He had me cornered. Again.
“No,” I whispered. “I won’t be your toy.”
“Oh, sweetheart.” Brandon leaned in close, breath hot against my face. “You’ve always been mine.”
Something inside me cracked then snapped. How could he be so inconsiderate and cruel to me when all I ever did was love him.
He wantede to attend the mating ball where he was going to publicly humiliate me by announcing Ashley as his true mate, and he wanted me there to watch.
"I will stay, for my mother but I will not come to that mating ball and I will not be your anything. You rejected me and chose Ashley, so go be with her."
GinaThe fire burns low in the grate. Shadows slip across the walls, long and restless, as if they can’t find peace either.I should go to bed.But my body won’t move.I sit in the same spot long after Dante leaves me alone, staring at the dying embers. My thoughts twist and tangle until I can’t tell which ones are mine and which ones are old echoes of everything I was taught to believe.I was nothing.I was a burden.I was a mistake.Except now…none of that is true.I am a daughter.I am an heir.And I might be a mother.My hand drifts to my belly, the gesture automatic. Even the possibility that something tiny and alive is growing inside me is more terrifying than anything I’ve faced.Because what if I ruin it?What if I break this the way I break everything else?A soft knock interrupts the spiral.For a moment, I think about pretending I’m asleep. But I already know who it is.“Come in,” I call, though my voice sounds distant to my own ears.The door creaks open. Rose slips inside
GinaI don’t look back.Even when the cold wind rises behind me, whipping hair across my cheek like a plea, I keep walking.Because if I turn around and see him standing there in that clearing, watching me leave I don’t know if I’ll have the strength to keep going.My legs feel like they’re made of glass. Every step could shatter me.But I force myself to focus on the trees ahead, the iron gate that’s barely visible through the mist.This is my choice.I tell myself that over and over, like a prayer. Like a curse.This is my choice.When I reach the threshold of the estate grounds, two guards watch me warily. They don’t speak as they push the wrought-iron gate open just wide enough to let me pass.Their eyes say enough, that they don’t know what to make of me. That maybe they pity me. Or fear me.I don’t care.All I care about is the silence waiting inside the house.I step over the threshold. The gate clangs shut behind me with a finality that rings in my bones.Inside, the hall feel
RyanI don’t move.I stand there in the cold, my breath fogging the air, and watch her disappear back down the path toward Dante’s estate.Her cloak flutters behind her like a shadow I can’t catch.Even when she’s out of sight, I still don’t move.Because if I do, if I turn around, if I let my legs carry me back to the car I think I’ll fall apart.The wind is bitter against my skin. It seeps into my bones. But none of it feels as cold as the emptiness hollowing out my chest.This isn’t how I thought it would end.Not with her walking away from me.Not with me letting her.If you decide you want me, I’ll be here.I meant every word. And maybe that’s the worst part.Because I’m not the boy I was when I first met her. I’m not naive enough to think love is enough to heal every wound. But even knowing that, I still can’t imagine a life where I don’t wait for her to come back.I drag a hand over my face, trying to scrub away the sting in my eyes. My palm comes away wet.Goddess, what is wro
Gina I didn’t sleep that night.After I left Dante in the study, I went to my room and sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the flames flickering in the small hearth.They burned down to embers while my thoughts burned brighter.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Ryan’s face in the clearing his voice breaking as he told me he would love our child no matter what I decided.I heard my own mother’s voice, too, echoing in the quiet.You were always stronger than you believed.But I didn’t feel strong.I felt like I was standing on a precipice, with no way to step back and no guarantee the ground would catch me if I fell.By dawn, I knew what I had to do.I dressed in silence, pulling on a heavy wool cloak and tucking my hair under the hood. The estate was quiet as I slipped out too quiet, as if everyone else was holding their breath, waiting to see what I would choose.Outside, the air was sharp and clean. Frost clung to the edges of the stone steps and turned the bare branches to lace
GinaAfter Ryan left the courtyardhis scent lingering like a promise I didn’t go back inside right away.I stood in the doorway, my hand pressed to the rough wood, trying to quiet the war in my chest.I had never imagined a life where I could choose. Where no one owned my fate no alpha, no parent, no ancient pack feud.But choice was a terrifying thing.When the wind finally grew too cold to bear, I stepped back into the hall. The quiet was so absolute it made my ears ring. Every footstep echoed like an accusation.At the end of the corridor, a door stood open. The study.I knew without looking that Dante was in there. Watching. Waiting.My heart fluttered a soft, unsure beat and I nearly turned back.But I was done running.Slowly, I crossed the threshold.He was at the window, silhouetted by pale winter light. His coat hung from the back of a chair, and his shoulders looked heavier without it, as if the weight he carried had finally sunk into his bones.For a moment, he didn’t turn.
GinaI stayed on that wall until the sun rose fully over the trees.For the first time in what felt like forever, I let myself feel everything. Not just the fear or the anger or the disappointment but the strange, aching hope that maybe…somehow…I could start over.When I finally climbed down, my legs were stiff with cold. I made my way back to the house slowly, bracing for more questions I didn’t know how to answer.But the courtyard was empty. Silent except for the creak of the iron gate.I almost made it inside without seeing him.Almost.But the moment I set foot on the threshold, Ryan’s scent hit me sharp, familiar, and impossibly comforting. My heart stuttered.I turned.He was standing just beyond the gate, hands clenched at his sides, jaw tight. His hair was windblown, his eyes hollow.He looked like he hadn’t slept, like he’d run the whole way here.For a second, neither of us moved.Then, without a word, I stepped outside again and closed the door behind me.He didn’t wait fo







