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~EMILIA MONROE~
I gasped for air, my chest tightening as though I were drowning. The feel of cold water against every part of my skin jolted me awake, and as my eyes flew open, I realized I was in no river and neither was I drowning. I was in my bed. The sheets clung to me, completely soaked, and standing at the foot of my bed with a bucket in her hand, was my step sister. "Adrielle!" I yelled as I sat upright, still shivering from the cold water. "What the hell is wrong with you?" I questioned, hoping there was a reasonable explanation as to why she poured me a bucket of cold water in my sleep, but I knew there was none. With Adrielle, there never was. "I gave you what you deserved. You ruined my life, Emilia." I blinked, both confused and angry. Adrielle had always been a thorn in my flesh ever since we were young. "My boyfriend dumped me!" She spat distastefully. “Jackson says he doesn’t want anything to do with me. And it’s all because of you.” My stomach sank when I finally understood what she was on about. I remembered clearly what had happened the day before. I’d caught Jackson with another girl near the training grounds, his hands all over her, lips pressed against her neck as if Adrielle didn’t exist. Rage had burned in me. Not because I cared for him, but because I knew how much Adrielle claimed she loved him. She was distateful and wicked to me but for some reason, I knew she cared about Jackson genuinely. So, I confronted him on the spot and told him he was a cheating bastard. I had planned on telling Adrielle about it, but like always, she behaved wickedly to me again. So, I let it go. I hadn’t thought much about it again, and neither did I think Jackson would report what I'd done and break up with her. But cearly, I’d been wrong. “Adrielle, listen to me.” I started, forcing my voice calm and getting up to where she was. “Jackson was cheating on you. I saw him with my own eyes—” “Shut up!” She snapped, eyes blazing. “You think anyone believes you? You can’t even shift into a wolf like a normal member of the pack, yet you had the audacity to stick your nose into my relationship!” Her words hit like a whip. It was the same taunt I’d lived with for years, the shame of being the daughter of a powerful beta and never activating my wolf form like others did since I turned eighteen. "Admit it! You're jealous of my happiness. You've always been. You saw an opportunity to ruin it and you took it!” "No, I—" Before I could finish my statement, she slapped me across the face. My cheeks stung immediately. I froze. My body trembled, not from fear, but from something else. Anger. She made my life feel like hell time and time again. Maybe I was jealous afterall. Jealous of the audacity she had all those years to bully me. Before I could stop myself, my hand swung back, striking her cheek with the same amount of power she used on me. Adrielle staggered back, eyes wide with shock. The bucket fell to the ground, echoing in the small room. For a split second, I felt a rush of power. I had stood up for myself. But the moment quickly soured. I’d made a mistake too. The look on Adrielle’s face told me exactly what she planned to do. Adrielle was never my problem. I didn't fear her. She was easy to put in place. But my father... not so much. I feared him a lot because unfortunately, he despised me with everything in him and loved Adrielle very much. She was his precious daughter and he made me conform to all it was that she wanted. Like I expected, when my father came home, Adrielle wasted no time in running to him and her mother, Serena. I watched from the dinning room as she put on a whole show. Tears streaming down her face, her voice trembling as she told her tale of how I slapped her and also about the issue with Jackson. My father’s face hardened the moment his gaze fell on me. Few steps was all it took for him to get to where I was. His towering figure was suffocating and his eyes burned with nothing but hate. “You dare raise your hand against your sister?” He barked, his voice thundering through the house. I opened my mouth to defend myself, but his hand struck my face before I could form a word. Pain spread instantly across my jaw. “You’re nothing but shame to this family!” He roared. “You can’t shift, you humiliate me in front of the pack, and now you lay your filthy hands on Adrielle?” “She.... she hit me first.” I whispered, tears burning the corners of my eyes. “Liar!” Adrielle’s mother snapped from the corner, her arms folded as she glared at me like I was the dirt beneath her shoes. My father’s eyes were filled with venom. “From now on, you’ll obey Adrielle. Whatever she asks, you do it without question. And you will go to Jackson tonight and apologize. You will beg him to take Adrielle back. Do you understand me?” My heart sank. Humiliation boiled in my chest, but I knew better than to argue or disobey. My father’s punishments only grew worse when I resisted. “Yes, Father.” I murmured, my voice barely audible. His hand cracked across my face once more. “Speak louder!” “Yes, Father!” Satisfied, he turned away, muttering about how I should have never been born. Adrielle and Serena followed behind him and all I could do was fall to the ground and cry. Crying had become a part of my daily routine. Something I couldn’t escape because my pain seemed unending. Later that night, with my cheek still throbbing and my pride shattered, I walked alone through the dark deserted path that led to the outskirts of town, where Jackson's house was located. It was unsafe for a girl to wander at night, especially one like me with no wolf form to protect herself. But I had no choice. My father’s orders were absolute unless I wanted to become homeless, or die even. The bonfire’s glow flickered ahead and in front of Jackson's house, casting long shadows of men laughing and drinking. Jackson and his friends sat around the flames, bottles in hand, their voices loud with arrogance. They were notorious in the pack and reckless troublemakers who thrived on making others miserable. Swallowing my pride, I stepped forward. “Jackson.” I said softly, my voice trembling. The laughter died down and a dozen eyes turned toward me. Jackson rose slowly, a smirk curling across his face. “Well, well, if it isn’t the Beta’s useless daughter.” His friends chuckled, the sound cruel and mocking. I forced the words out of me. “I… I came to apologize. For what I said yesterday. I was wrong. Please… call Adrielle back.” The men erupted in laughter. “Did you hear that?” one of them jeered. “Seems like someone got into trouble.” Another stood, circling me like a predator. “What’s a little weakling like you doing out here all alone? Don’t you know it’s dangerous?” His hand slid against my arm, fingers lingering in a way that made me very uncomfortable. “Don’t touch me.” I snapped, trying to pull away. “Oh, feisty." He laughed. “I like that.” Suddenly, two others grabbed my arms, holding me in place as the man pressed closer. My heart pounded, fear clawing at my chest. I tried to break free, but their grip was iron. “No!” I cried, panic rising in my throat. “Let me go!” The man’s breath was hot against my face as he leaned closer. “Relax. We’ll show you what it means to be wanted. I know you haven't before.” Tears blurred my vision. My body trembled as I realized what they intended. They were going to rape me. I cried out at once but my cries only seemed to amuse them more. And then a growl silenced all our voices. It was low, guttural, and all our heads snapped toward the trees. From the shadows, a massive black wolf emerged. It's fur was as night itself and it's eyes burned with fury. The air grew heavy and thick with danger, and for a moment, my entire world seemed to stop. The wolf snarled, and then, with terrifying speed, it lunged at us. One of the men screamed as the beast tackled him to the ground. The sound of tearing flesh and crunching bone echoed through the air as blood sprayed across the dirt. Panic erupted. The men who held me down immediately scattered, shouting in terror as they fled into the darkness. I was frozen in place, my heart hammering in my chest as the wolf tore into its prey. My body screamed at me to run, but my legs refused to move. The wolf’s head lifted suddenly, blood dripping from its jaws. It's burning red eyes locked onto mine. And then, step by step, it began to approach me.~EMILIA MONROE~The whispers about me that evening were unending. Everywhere I passed, voices dropped to murmurs, eyes followed me, and shock clung to the air like smoke. And when I finally retired to my room after leaving the infirmary, the last thing I expected to find were three people waiting for me. My father, Serena and Adrielle.My father sat on the only chair like it was a throne, while the two women stood on each side of him like guards. Their gazes landed on me the second I stepped in, cold and judging, as though I had committed a crime simply by breathing.“It appears you might not be wolfless after all.” Serena said, her tone sharp enough to cut.Adrielle’s voice followed instantly. “Two trials down and you’re still standing. I’d be lying if I said I’m not shocked. One would think you aspire to become Luna yourself.”Her words burned. She would rather see me locked up, starving and in pains than for me to progress in the trials. Serena opened her mouth again but my fathe
~EMILIA MONROE~The scream of a female was what woke me up that morning. I had fallen asleep even though I didn’t think I could after the previous night’s ordeal with Killian.Apparently, a dead girl and a man had been found in the middle of the woods, their bodies torn apart in the worst way possible. The girl was one of the contestants in the Luna Trials, and the man was from the pack too. They were discovered by two other contestants who went out for a morning walk, and the girls ran back screaming about what they had seen.Everyone was shaken and frightened by the news. Well… except Killian. And the moment everyone noticed his indifference, we knew exactly who had done it. The silence surrounding him was louder than any confession.An heavy weight settled in my stomach because I couldn't keep the thought from my mind. 'Did he do that immediately after I stepped out of his room?' It echoed inside my mind and I wondered if he really hated me that much that he seeked for something to
~KILLIAN THANE~The scent of her arousal clung strongly to the air. Sweet, warm and enough to tear through my self control. I sat there, staring at the space in the bed Winnower had fled from, my jaw tight from anger. What I had planned to make Emilia suffer ended up making me uncomfortable.It shouldn't have affected me. None of it should have. But, the moment Winnoer got down on her with her tongue, my wolf stirred violently within me. Every gasp, breath, and sound Emilia made lit my blood on fire. It turned me on faster than a woman's mouth around my cock. And gods help me… the moment Winnower said she was tight…I snapped.Not because I was disgusted but because someone else was touching what was mine. Emilia remained on the bed, hair disheveled and her chest rising and falling in quick breaths. Her lips were parted, her thighs still trembling, and her eyes were fixed on me. She tried to mask the fear within them but I could see it. We were alone and it frightened her.I, on th
~EMILIA MONROE~I was moved to a different room, the kind prepared for the contestants, and the shocked look on Adrielle’s face when she realized I wouldn’t be serving her anymore was the only satisfying thing in all of this. Other than that, fear clung to me like a second skin.My foot still burned from the coals, a sting under the bandage even though the healers said it had mostly recovered.I tightened the wrap around my foot and sat on the edge of the bed, thinking… calculating… trying to figure out any possible way to escape the hell I’d fallen into.My stomach twisted. I couldn’t keep living like this. I couldn't wait for the next trial, wait to be embarrassed, hurt, or broken in front of everyone. Maybe… just maybe… if I spoke to Killian, I could convince him to release me from the contest.The thought terrified me. But it was the only choice I had left.His quarters were deeper inside the residence, where the halls grew quieter and the guards stiffer. The scent there was diff
~EMILIA MONROE~The Alpha’s residence was wrapped in chaos as that morning marked the beginning of the Luna trials. It came with noise, footsteps and chatter of women desperate to please a man who hadn't looked their way or shown his presence in the past three days. Servants darted in and out of rooms with trays, spices and ingredients. The contestants first test had already been revealed. They were meant to prepare and serve Killian a meal in however way they could do best. Whosoever he finds pleasing, in taste, creativity and presentation, would earn a point and move on to the next round.Adrielle was at the verge of a panic attack. She paced the length of the room like a trapped animal while I had no choice but to follow her around, helping her tighten the strings of her corset. It was exhausting and though I had the urge to scream at her, I knew it would only escalate things.“This is not happening… this can’t be happening. I literally can’t cook a thing." She grumbled. It was t
~KILLIAN THANE~Weak. Feeble. Small.If I had pressed a little harder at her neck, the sound of bones snapping would be next. The image of Emilia Monroe’s frightened eyes had refused to leave my mind since the moment in the relic room. It angered me how her scent still lingered and how my wolf had become restless with desire. A desire to claim and savage her whole till all she knew was me.The same way my wolf was cursed with bloodlust since my ascension, so also was his sexual desires. My sexual hunger was one that could hardly be satisfited despite the women I had been with, and neither was I easily aroused. But the girl Emilia had somehow managed to stir up my wolf with just a glance at her.Still, I was never going to accept nor claim her as my mate. She was an insult to my personality, an insult to my title and being.It must have been some cruel joke from the gods to bind me to an unshifted.A flicker of movement drew my attention back to the present. My maid lay half-naked on t







