Tessa’s POV:The next day, another man came in. Not kind. Not tired. Just angry.He stomped in like the floor owed him something, slamming the tray of food down so hard the water sloshed out of the cup and dripped onto the cement. He smelled of sweat and smoke and stale beer, nothing like the one before, the one who at least looked at me like I was human.This one grinned. Ugly. Wide. He has too many teeth, if I do say so myself.“Still alive?” he said, voice rough with amusement. “Tough little b! tch, aren’t you?”I didn’t answer. I kept my back straight and my chin high, even though my arms ached and my lips were cracked from dehydration. Even though every breath scraped against my lungs like splinters.He didn’t like the silence.He kicked my ankle. Hard.I flinched but refused to cry out.“You didn’t eat,” he said, crouching beside me, grabbing my jaw in his rough hand. “You think that makes you brave?”I jerked my head, trying to pull away. His grip tightened.“You’re nothing but
Lucian’s POV:I was smiling.Really smiling. The kind that felt foreign on my face, like stretching a muscle I hadn’t used in years. It didn’t come easy, not with everything this cursed title had done to me. Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. The name alone came with blood, bruises, and burdens stacked so high they nearly crushed me.Alpha of war.Alpha of losses.Alpha of the Damned.But today… I wasn’t any of those things.Today, I was just a man. A man holding a bunch of wildflowers, the kind she loved. Their colors were ridiculous: sunburst yellow, deep violet, a few soft pinks, and I’d spent way too long picking the best ones. She’d probably laugh, saying they clashed horribly. But that was part of the point. She’d smile, roll her eyes, and maybe, if I was lucky, she’d let me kiss her.Because today, I was just a man in love with his mate.And she was waiting for me by the waterfall.I could already hear her voice in my head, teasing me for being late. She always folded the napkins in
Tessa’s POV:Cold.That was the first thing I felt. Not just a winter breeze kind of cold, but the kind that clings to your skin and slinks into your bones. Heavy. Metallic. Suffocating.My eyes snapped open, but darkness greeted me. Not the natural kind. This was forced and wrong. I tried to blink, but the darkness stayed. That’s when I realized I was blindfolded.Panic rose. My heart beat so fast that I feared it would burst. My arms jerked, but something tugged them back. Rope. Rough, scratchy. My ankles too. I was tied up like some prize waiting to be claimed.The surface beneath me vibrated softly. A humming, a rattling. The scent of old leather, oil, and dust filled my nose.I was in the trunk of a moving car.My breath hitched. No, no, no. This couldn’t be happening. My chest tightened, my heartbeat thundering like a war drum. I twisted, kicked, and the ropes cut deeper into my skin; I could barely breathe. The blindfold pressed against my face, making everything worse. I coul
Tessa's POV:It’s been a month since everything with Summer went down, and yet, I still feel the echoes of that chaos. Like the scent of rain after a storm, faint, but always there. Things have been... peaceful lately. Strangely so. The kind of peace that makes you pause, like the castle itself is holding its breath.Today was one of those rare warm, golden days. I was curled up cross-legged in my room, basking in the comfort of laughter and idle chatter. My maids flitted around busy with brushes and ribbons,while Olivia sat beside me, her presence a confort I hadn't expected. Strange how someone who used to intimidate me now feels like a sister. Maybe more than that... a friend. My best friend, even.Sunlight poured lazily through the windows, casting lace-like shadows on the floor. Around me, the girls were in full relaxation mode, braiding, painting nails, slicing fruit. It was the kind of noisy, soft joy I didn’t know I craved until I had it.It was one of those moments you wis
Tessa's POV:I didn’t expect Olivia to seek me out the next morning. Or even remotely want to have anything to do with me again till thy kingdom come.After everything that had happened with Summer and Tori, I figured the entire estate would be shifting into damage control – Lucian certainly was. But as I stepped out into the hall, rubbing the last traces of sleep from my eyes, there she was. Waiting.She wore an emerald green dress that made her presence impossible to ignore. Even though we were inside, her hair had been pinned back like she was preparing to address a crowd. But her eyes, those intelligent, sharp hazel eyes, were warm when they met mine.“Morning.” She said.I blinked. “Morning…?”She arched a brow. “Are you always this suspicious when people greet you, or is it just me?”“I–” I gave a nervous laugh. “No, I just… wasn’t expecting you.”“Well, I wasn’t expecting you to be half as clever as you are, yet here we are. Guess we should start expecting the unexpected now, s
Tessa's POV:She was the last person I expected to see.“Summer?” I whispered, heart racing.She flinched as if my voice burned her, her wide eyes shimmering with panic. The mask slipped off completely—both the literal one and the one she’d worn for weeks. Her hands trembled as she tried to scramble back, but I was already on her, pinning her wrists down.“You followed Tori?” I hissed. “You stole the necklace?”“I—I didn’t mean to.” She gasped. “Not at first. I saw her do it. I swear I wasn’t part of the plan. I just—I needed a way out.”My mind reeled, barely able to keep up.“You needed a way out, so you stole Olivia’s necklace?”Summer nodded miserably. “I thought… if I could sell it, I could leave the manor. Start fresh. Somewhere else. Away from all this.”Her voice cracked. I stared at her—at the same girl who once clung to Tori like a shadow, the same girl who had tried to help me when I was accused. The pieces started falling into place. She’d watched everything unravel and ne