LOGINDaphne “Nothing to say in your defense anymore?” Thiago asked, his voice dripping with contempt. Something inside me finally snapped. I was a victim too. I hadn’t planned any of this. I hadn’t asked to be drugged, dragged into this room or wake up beside a stranger. Yet somehow, I was the one bein
Daphne’s POV His ears immediately turned red. For a man who had spent the last several minutes arguing with my father without the slightest concern for his nakedness, the sudden realization seemed to embarrass him more than anything else that had happened. His eyes darted around the room before se
Daphne Alpha Henry turned toward Father, his expression calm. Somehow, that calmness frightened me more than anger would have. “Is what my wife said true, Alpha Samuel?” The question hung heavily in the room. For a moment, Father said nothing. Then something in him seemed to snap. “No!” he burs
Isyra me miró por encima del hombro de Henry, los labios curvándose en una sonrisa victoriosa al ver la expresión de dolor en mi rostro. Habían llegado muchos carruajes, trayendo Alfas y miembros de manada sin pareja. Todos se habían dirigido al salón donde se celebraría el baile de apareamiento.
Lysera Una voz masculina enfadada me arrastró de vuelta desde la oscuridad que se había apoderado de mí. “…¡incompetente!” La voz de Henry espetó, cortando la neblina. “¿Tienes idea de lo que has hecho?” Otra voz respondió —débil, temblorosa. La señora Joyce. “Alfa, lo juro… lo hizo a propósito.
Daphne “But there are no candles in this room,” Father protested, spreading his hands as though that settled the matter. “Do you see any? Because I certainly don’t. Your son must have put that nonsense into my daughter’s head.” Alpha Henry’s jaw tightened. “Why would whoever planned this leave the







