INICIAR SESIÓNGENERALNINE MONTHS LATER… Nine months had changed nothing about the way Camille carried herself, except now she moved a little slower, a little more carefully.The Pack house had grown used to the quiet anticipation that followed her everywhere. Guards doubled in corridors she passed, maids hovered just a little closer, and even the air seemed to hold its breath around her.That morning, she was alone in her bedroom, sleeping. Then she felt a slight discomfort that caused her to pry her eyes open. A sharp pull followed, harsher. Before she could comprehend what it was, she felt a warmth spreading between her legs.With a contorted expression, she sat up, and she froze when she realized what the warmth was.She gasped. “…No.”She tried to steady herself on the edge of the bed, inhaling sharply. “Why today…” she muttered under her breath, her voice already tightening. “Of all days?”Another contraction hit, stronger this time. Her grip tightened on the bedpost as she pursed her lips t
GENERALCamille bit her tongue to suppress the pang of pain traveling through her body like fluid. Her limbs were heavy—wrong. Not numb like sleep, but sealed, as if something inside her had been locked away and forced into silence. She tried to reach for her wolf instinctively, but nothing answered.She didn’t know what exactly it was, but she could tell that something was wrong with her wolf. She tried reaching out to Lyra many times, but she was still and silent.Cassius watched her reaction with quiet satisfaction from across the room, leaning casually against the stone wall as though they were sharing a private conversation instead of something far more sinister.“Don’t push it,” he said mildly. “She won’t answer you.”Camille glared at him, breathing uneven but controlled. “What did you do to me?”Cassius tilted his head, studying her like a puzzle he already knew the solution to. “I gave you a suppressant. A very active one.” His lips curved faintly. “It won’t hurt you. It will
GENERALCamille opened her eyes slowly.At first, there was only darkness behind her eyelids and a dull ache spreading through her body like fog. Her head throbbed as she tried to move, but something cold and binding held her wrists in place. Stone pressed against her back.She blinked once. And then twice. And her vision became clear.A dim room came into focus—old, unfamiliar, lit only by a single torch that flickered against rough walls. The air smelled wrong, but familiar. She knew that scent, and it belonged to…Her thought cut off when she saw him. For a second, her mind refused to accept it, so she shut her eyes and opened them again twice, yet she was seeing the same thing. No. She shook her head. This couldn’t be.But then he stepped forward, and the illusion shattered completely.Alpha Cassius. The Alpha of Silverfang. Her ex-mate, and the same man who wanted her dead.Camille’s body went rigid instantly, pain and shock snapping her fully awake. “No…” Her voice came out hoar
GENERALCamille and Lena walked side by side through the wide stone corridor that led toward the Pack’s kitchen. The air was warm here, carrying the comforting scent of fresh bread, simmering herbs, and roasted meat. Unlike the colder halls of the manor, this part of the Pack Estate always felt alive and filled with movement, laughter, and the constant clatter of pots and plates. That was the part Camille loved more.Lena nudged Camille lightly with her shoulder. “If I see another trainee trying to sneak extra stew before dinner, I’m reporting them personally,” she mumbled.Camille let out a soft laugh. “You say that every week, and yet somehow, you always end up giving them a second serving,” she said. “Don’t you think you’re too soft for such a threat?”“I am not soft,” Lena replied immediately, though her lips betrayed her with a small smile.“You’re the softest woman I know,” Camille teased.Lena gasped in mock offense. “Careful. I might start charging you for disrespect,” she jok
DANTELena has always been a pain in the ass. Don’t get me wrong—I don’t hate Lena. Our problem started that night when she refused to hand Camille over to me. She treated me like I was some sort of danger to my own woman. Of course, I felt disrespected. And she wasn’t even scared or sorry about it.I used to admire her courage and outspokenness, but that day, I realized she bit me with the same teeth I sharpened. Call me petty, but I wouldn’t rest until I had gotten my revenge on her.When we got into the study, I settled into the chair and leaned against the table. “If I find out you brought me out to save your wife, you will be in trouble,” I grunted, darting a displeased gaze at him. If I could, I would make him suffer for what his wife did. Lena is so sharp-tongued, and I could tell that she was already influencing Camille. Strangely, I loved their friendship. It made me happy to know that there was somebody else who valued her and could protect her even if I wasn’t available.Sh
CAMILLEA knock came on the door as soon as we finished dressing up.“Come in,” Dante’s voice echoed, and the door opened, revealing Asher and Lena.Lena’s eyes moved to the bed. I saw fear in them when she couldn’t see me. When her gaze shifted to Dante and then found me beside him, her lips widened.“Camille!!!” she shouted, rushed over, and pulled me into a hug. Her arms subconsciously pushed Dante away from me, but she didn’t notice. I did, and I saw a glint of jealousy flash across his eyes. He sent a deadly glare at Asher. I couldn’t help but chuckle. The rivalry between Lena and Dante didn’t seem like it would end any time soon.I couldn’t help but smirk. Why did these two always have to fight like this? All I wanted was a quiet moment, yet somehow I ended up at the center of their chaos.She broke the hug and held my hands. “I was so scared. I’ve been frequenting the manor since that night, but someone is taking revenge for what I did to him some time ago.” She darted a disgus
DANTEMy nails dug into the mattress when I heard it was Thelma who took Camille outside. She told her she would call me over but did something else when she saw me. She poisoned my mind and even dared to dance with me. That manipulative bastard. I should have known she was up to no good when she s
DANTEShel, my wolf, almost took over as I scurried toward the woods. A cold dread clawed at my chest, tightening with every step. I didn’t wait to ask what location she was in. All I could think about was how to get there and make sure she was safe. He saw her with some men. What were they doing?
CAMILLEThelma didn’t stop talking. She engaged me in all sorts of conversations. She was the one who made me know Dante had a crush when he was still studying at the Alpha College. She was a darling; I wouldn’t lie. As each time passed, I confirmed that she was sincere with her apology and that sh
DANTENothing prepared me for the scene unfolding in front of me. I was shocked to the core that I couldn’t formulate a word. I couldn’t even think of what to do; I just stared, fragments of everyone’s screams wafting into my ears.Was Thelma’s statement true? Did I really not know what Camille wan







