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012: Dead Princess
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2026-10-02 21:51:15
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HER SCENT, HIS UNDOING 0018: The Traitors Suspicion
~Seren~My body goes numb. I forget how to breathe, how to move, even how to hold the tray in my hands as the man standing before me looks at me with a faint crease between his brows.“I believe we’ve met before.” The words struck me hard.Alpha.That is what everyone calls him now. Alpha Drake. The man who helped orchestrate the destruction of my family.The man whose name had once been spoken in my home as an ally, a powerful leader, someone my parents trusted enough to welcome through our gates, and my husband. Now, he stands before me wearing the crest of the pack that once belonged to my family— and everyone bows to him.Everyone respects him. Everyone calls him Alpha.The pain that spreads through my chest is so sudden that I nearly lose my balance. I force myself to breathe. If Drake recognizes me, everything Seraphina did will have been for nothing.I took every precaution because there was one person I could never afford to meet like this. Drake.I lower my head immediatel
HER SCENT, HIS UNDOING 0017: Alpha Drake??
~Draven~Before Seren can answer, the doors at the end of the hall open and the conversations immediately begin to fade.One by one, the guests turn toward the entrance, and the servants straighten as the announcement rings through the hall.“Lady Lyra of Northcrest Pack in the Eastern Territories, arrives.”I look toward the entrance.Lyra walks into the hall with the confidence of someone who has never questioned whether she belongs in a room.Every step is measured, every movement deliberate, and the dark emerald fabric of her gown catches the candlelight as she walks between the rows of guests. Her hair is pinned neatly, her expression composed, and there is something about the way she carries herself that tells me she understands exactly what tonight means.This isn’t simply a ceremony to her. It is politics. Power. An alliance and she has clearly prepared herself to play her part.The room bows and I remain seated.My mother watches Lyra approach with a look of satisfaction tha
HER SCENT, HIS UNDOING 0016: The rumor
~Seren~“By the Moon Goddess, I was only gone for a minute.”I turn toward the doorway so quickly that my shoulder nearly knocks against the wall.Marcel stands there, his expression nothing like the amused look I expect.There is no teasing. No raised eyebrow. No smug comment about interrupting whatever disaster Draven and I have managed to create.Instead, his face is serious. “Alpha,” he says, stepping farther into the room. “We have a problem.”Draven’s entire expression changes. Whatever tension had been hanging between us disappears under the cold authority of the Alpha everyone fears, and he straightens immediately.“What happened?”“The ceremony is starting earlier than expected.”My stomach drops. The Ceremony? Already?Marcel nods. “The guests from the other territories arrived earlier than anticipated, and the elders have decided there is no reason to delay the proceedings.”Draven’s jaw tightens. “How long have they been here?”“Thirty minutes.”Thirty minutes? I stare at
HER SCENT, HIS UNDOING 015: Bite.
~Seren~I run.I run through the narrow path behind Seraphina’s house, clutching the hem of my dress in one hand while the other keeps my hair from falling across my face. My lungs burn, my shoes are already covered in dirt, and every few seconds I glance over my shoulder as though someone might suddenly appear behind me.I am supposed to be in the castle. I am supposed to be preparing for a betrothal ceremony.I slow when the castle wall comes into view.The main entrance is impossible. There are guards everywhere because of the ceremony, and I have no intention of walking through the front gates looking suspicious after disappearing for hours.Fortunately, there is another way. A short fence runs along the side of the castle, separating the servants’ path from the gardens. I look around before grabbing the top of it and climbing over.My foot lands awkwardly on the other side. I stumble.“Careful.”I freeze. A butler is standing several steps away and my heart nearly jumps out of my
HER SCENT, HIS UNDOING 014: A-Alpha?
~Draven~ I have spent the last hour listening to the same argument from men who have never had to carry the weight of my father’s death on their shoulders. I sit at the head of the long table, my fingers pressed against the armrest as Elder Rowan speaks. “Alpha, the betrothal ceremony is important for the stability of the pack.” I stare at him. He clears his throat. “Lyra’s family has already arrived, and the Eastern territories are watching this alliance closely.” Another elder nods. “Your marriage will strengthen the relationship between the two packs and prevent unnecessary tension.” I say nothing. They continue speaking as if my life is a political arrangement written on a piece of parchment and it annoys me. “Perhaps you should simply compose yourself,” Elder Marcus says. “You have been under considerable pressure since taking your father’s position.” My jaw tightens. “I am perfectly composed.” The elder gives me a cautious look. “You may not feel that way, Alpha.” A fe
HER SCENT, HIS UNDOING 013: Disguised Again.
~Seren~I can only stare at Seraphina. “You let a witch heal you?” Her voice is low, but the fear in it is unmistakable.I swallow. “It was Draven who brought the healer.”Seraphina’s expression changes immediately and she looks away from me.That small movement makes my stomach tighten. “What?”She walks toward the table and begins gathering the bottles scattered across it.“Seraphina, what aren’t you telling me?” She remains silent.I step closer. “You asked me whether I let a witch heal me. I told you what happened, so tell me what it means.”She finally turns toward me. “The witch is the reason your hair is changing.”My heart drops. “What?”“The dye did not simply wear off, Seren.” She reaches toward my hair and carefully examines one of the red strands. “The witch accelerated it.”I stare at her. “Why would she do that?”“I don’t know.” Her fingers move away from my hair. “But she did more than interfere with the dye.”My throat tightens. “What else did she do?”Seraphina hesit
HER SCENT, HIS UNDOING Chapter 006: Into His Quarters
~Seren~Pain shoots through my leg the moment I push myself off the floor, and for one humiliating second, I regret every stubborn decision that leads me into this room in the first place, because falling in front of the Alpha and his Beta is clearly not the kind of memory I want attached to my exi
HER SCENT, HIS UNDOING Chapter 002: Betrothed to a stranger
~Draven~I had faced wars, rogue packs, and council uprising, but nothing tested the restraint of my temper like the moment my mother said her name.“Lyra, your betrothed wife.” My mother said with the brightest smile. I straightened slowly from my seat, my claws threatening to surface beneath my
HER SCENT, HIS UNDOING Chapter 005: Mate in a maid uniform
(Draven)I leaned back in the chair, placing my palm on my forehead. Nothing about the situation felt stable enough to trust. Marcel stood by me with his arms folded, watching me with an expression when I wanted to do something he already disapproved of.“The bond is active,” he said again. “There’
HER SCENT, HIS UNDOING Chapter 004: Mate? Impossible.
~Seren~ I didn’t understand what was happening to my body. That was the first honest thought that cut through the storm inside my head as Alpha Draven’s hand stayed wrapped around my wrist. He was holding me in place against the wall of his private chamber. His eyes did not leave mine…not even
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