Se connecterSeth didn’t answer with words. The moment Travis took a single step forward, Seth’s arm hooked around Aubrey’s neck. In a flash of silver, a jagged dagger was pressed hard against her throat."Stay back, Travis!" Seth screamed. "I mean it! One more step and I’ll open her up right here!"Aubrey let out a choked sound, her hands flying up to grip Seth’s forearm. She tried to pull away, but Seth’s grip was like iron, his body trembling with a violent, nervous energy. Travis froze, his hands hovering in the air, his face turning ghostly pale beneath the soot and blood of the battle."Seth, put the knife down," Travis said, his voice dropping into a forced, low calm. "What the hell is happening to you? Why are you doing this to your family?""Family?" Seth let out a jagged, hysterical laugh. He started backing toward the door, dragging Aubrey with him. Her heels scraped against the stone as she struggled to keep her balance with her heavy belly. "Is that what we are? Because I’ve felt like
The North Wing was eerily quiet compared to the war zone in the courtyard. The stone walls muffled the distant pops of gunfire and the muffled thuds of explosions. Aubrey sat on the edge of the bed, her hands resting protectively over her swollen stomach. Each time the floor vibrated from a blast, her heart hammered against her ribs.Travis had told her to wait. He told her someone would come for her if he couldn't. But as the minutes stretched on, the silence in the hallway felt more dangerous than the noise outside.Footsteps. Heavy and hurried.Aubrey stood up slowly, the weight of the pregnancy making every movement a chore. She moved toward the door, her eyes fixed on the handle. She wanted it to be Travis. She needed it to be him."Travis?" she whispered as the door creaked open.A figure stepped into the dim light of the room. He was tall, with the same broad shoulders and dark hair as the Alpha, but as he stepped forward, the candlelight caught his face.It wasn't Travis."Set
The second explosion was still ringing in their ears as Sky and Caspian stumbled toward the prison exit. Caspian was leaning heavily on Sky, his face tight with a mix of agony and adrenaline."Keep moving," Sky grunted, her shoulder aching under his weight. "We have to get to the surface."They had just reached the top of the stairs when the heavy iron doors flew open. Travis burst in, his face smudged with soot and his eyes burning with a cold, predatory light. He wasn't wearing his Alpha cloak anymore; he was in tactical gear, a heavy knife strapped to his thigh and a pistol in his hand.He stopped dead when he saw them. His eyes drifted from Sky to the mangled, bloody mess that was Caspian’s back."Sky? What the hell happened to him?" Travis’s voice was a low growl."My father," Sky said, her voice trembling with anger. "He ordered the torture while you were busy with the 'transition.' He went behind your back."Travis’s jaw tightened so hard a muscle jumped in his cheek. He looked
Sky walked to the front of Juno’s cell, her boots grinding against the grit on the stone floor. She looked at him through the rusted bars, her teeth gritted so hard her jaw ached. The man in the shadows looked back at her with a smug, knowing grin, but Sky didn't flinch."What I did before was giving you a chance to think of your wrongdoings, Juno," she said, her voice low and sharp like a blade. "I let you go because I was foolish enough to believe you still had a shred of humanity left in you. I believed you could change."Juno chuckled, the sound dry and raspy in the damp air. "And yet, here I am. Still a thorn in your side.""That mistake will stay with me forever," Sky continued, her eyes cold. "It’s a weight I carry every single day. But don't think for a second that I’ll repeat it. I was wrong about you then, but I’m right about you now. This is it, Juno. This will be your end. You’re never leaving this cell again."She didn't wait for his reply. She turned her back on him and
The sun rose bright and early over the Silverstone Estate, casting long, golden shadows across the perfectly manicured lawn. It was a beautiful morning, the kind that usually felt peaceful, but today the air was thick with the scent of fresh scandal.Travis walked through the central garden, his hand resting firmly on Cassandra’s lower back. He made sure to keep his pace slow, leading her past the flower beds where the servants were already busy trimming the hedges. Every head turned as they passed. The whispers followed them like a trail of smoke.Cassandra kept her head up, but her eyes were tired. She had spent the night crying, and even the heavy makeup she’d applied couldn't fully hide the puffiness. She leaned into Travis, playing her part, while Travis looked ahead with a cold, satisfied expression.High above them on the terrace, Travis’s family stood in a small cluster. Former Alpha Vincent and Hilda watched their son, both of them shaking their heads in unison. Hilda pressed
"This is a disaster," Rafael muttered, his grip on the steering wheel tightening. "Alpha Raul’s plan will get destroyed because of your sister’s incompetence. We needed her to hold that position. We needed the Silverstone alliance to be rock solid for the upcoming expansion."Fred’s head snapped toward his father, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Dad, Aubrey was just humiliated in front of the entire pack. She’s being locked in a ruin while she’s pregnant with a child that’s supposedly being taken from her! And you’re worried about the Alpha’s plan?""She had one job, Fred!" Rafael snapped. "To keep Travis Thorne under her thumb. Instead, she let him wander into the bed of a doctor. Now, the BloodMoon’s influence in Silverstone is slipping through our fingers.""She’s your daughter!" Fred shouted, his voice cracking with the raw pain of the night. "She’s my sister! She needs a family right now. She needs a father who cares that she’s being treated like garbage, not a Beta who is calcula
Before Fred could say another word, Travis and Beta Rafael returned to the lounge. Travis immediately noticed the redness in Aubrey’s eyes, but he kept his expression neutral, choosing not to comment on it in front of her father.“Aubrey,” Rafael called out calmly. “Travis and I have finished our d
As the first month of preparations began, Aubrey found herself swept into a whirlwind of wedding planning. Unlike the cold, transactional atmosphere she had expected, the process was filled with genuine warmth, thanks to the Thorne family.Inside an upscale wedding boutique in the Southern Central
With every step Aubrey took into the Beta estate, the weight of her family’s gaze felt like a physical burden. Travis followed closely, a silent, looming presence by her side, his scent of cedar and rain a small anchor in the rising storm. When they reached the living room, Beta Rafael gestured tow
Aubrey found herself completely at a loss for words. She wasn't sure if he was serious or simply teasing her again, but the way he looked at her, with an intensity that seemed to pull the air from her lungs, made her feel as though she might actually collapse.“D-Don’t joke about things like that..







