INICIAR SESIĂNRHYSâ POV.I slowly turned my face away and leaned back into the sofa as if he hadnât just stared straight into my damn eyes.Then came the soft click of his footsteps against the tiled floor as he walked further into the room.His scent drifted toward me.I immediately recognized it.That deep, vanilla musky scent. My thighs involuntarily pressed together as I tried to hold my breath, desperate not to inhale more of Braydenâs scent.Why was this becoming so unbearable for me?And why was he releasing his scent all of a sudden?The clicking of his shoes stopped.I turned my head.Brayden had settled onto the couch opposite mine, his eyes still fixed on me.âMy Luna, how are you doing?â he asked, his voice carrying a teasing edge.I raised an eyebrow.âWas that supposed to be a question, Alpha? Iâm clearly not fine. I can barely breathe with that musky scent of yours filling the air.âHis expression changed.Before I could react, he rose from the couch.In the blink of an eye, he was
RHYSâ POV.âSo, Iâm going to be staying in the same room as Brayden? I thought that as Luna, I was supposed to have my own quarters.âGina stared at me with wide eyes before forcing a smile onto her face.âIâm only working based on the orders I was given.âShe pushed the bedroom door open.I tilted my head and slowly scanned the room.This was Braydenâs room.Of course it was.Everything about it screamed Alpha KingThe spacious chamberâI wonât call it a roomâwas dressed in deep black and gold, from the heavy curtains covering the tall windows to the luxurious bedsheets draped over the enormous king-sized bed. A large fireplace occupied one corner of the room, its flames flickering quietly and casting a warm glow across the otherwise dark interior.A small sitting area stood near the windows, furnished with plush black sofas and a low golden table. Even the smallest details seemed deliberately chosen to remind anyone who entered that this was the room of the most powerful wolf in th
RHYSâ POV.After the meeting, Brayden and I left the throne room with two Beta guards flanking us. I was walking right next to him, shoulder to shoulder, without knowing where we were heading but I knew for sure that he was not going to rip my head off my neck. So I kept mute. And so did he. We had spoken in the throne room. But right now, it feels like we are strangersânot especially after what happened last night. And I still canât believe that I got an aching cock and was almost reaching for his belt so he could fuck me. What a shame on myself! Just then, he stopped and turned to me.My heart almost skipped a bit. âRhys, I have something important to take care of, so one of the guards will take you to see Remus, okay?âI nodded in response.The two guards behind me moved forward and acknowledged his words. âYes, Alpha King.â He turned toward them sharply. âPlease, keep an eye on my Luna.â My Luna? This must be a joke.I tried to crack my brain to see if he read the term
THIRD PERSONâS POV.âIf you want to kill yourself, why waste any more time?â Rhys snarled, letting out a bitter laugh.Mia scoffed gently as she stepped backward, not believing what she just heard. âAnd Iâm going to kill myself!ââWhatâs stopping you?â He said, his gaze hardening. âJust press the pin harder into your neck and youâll stop breathing. Mission accomplished.â âAfter taking my position to be the Luna of this pack, you still want me dead?â She asked, her voice almost cracking. The room dropped silent. Rhysâs jaw tightened.He knew he hadn't taken anything from her. At least, not yet. And he wonât let her die before he ruins her.He chose his next words carefully.âYour elder brother disappeared years ago. And your mother died sixteen years ago while trying to save him.âTylerâs head tilted slightly, while Mia stared at Rhys as though she hadnât expected him to know.âYour family had already lost two important people,â Rhys continued. âYour father has spent years carrying
THIRD PERSONâS POV.A displeased rumble rose from Braydenâs chest. His eyes flashed darkly.âEnough!â Mia flinched. Tyler hurried toward his daughter. âMia, come back to your seat. Youâre upsetting yourself.ââDonât touch me!âMia jerked away. Her hand flew to her hair, and she pulled out a long, slender hairpin.Before Tyler could reach her, she pressed its sharp end against her neck.A collective gasp swept through the room.âMia!â Tyler cried.The ministers surged to their feet. Victorâs earlier satisfaction vanished. Cedric stared in alarm, while Roland pushed back his chair and glanced toward the guards.Miaâs hand trembled, but she kept the pin against herself, her gaze locking onto the Alpha King.âIf you donât accept me, Iâll die right here!âBrayden struck his fist against the armrest and the sharp crack silenced the room. His wolf surged beneath his skin, his eyes burning a gold flame as he stepped down from the throne. Several ministers instinctively lowered their heads
THIRD PERSONâS POV.The elderly womanâs voice cut through the throne room.âAlpha, how can you decide on something like that by yourself?!âThree people stood by the entrance before they started walking into the room.Elder Selene Ashwood walked at the center, her silver hair neatly arranged and her expression stern. Beside her was Elder Magnus Thornheart, the High Elder and Chairman of the Council, leaning on his polished wooden staff. Elder Orion Blackmoor followed, his sharp eyes surveying the room.The ministers bowed.âHigh Elders.âThe three acknowledged their greetings before approaching further. Brayden inclined his head.âElders.ââAlpha King,â Magnus replied.Brayden gestured toward the seats. âPlease, be seated.â His eyes roamed the room. âAnd everyone else.â The elders settled down, followed by the ministers. Yet the tension remained. Victorâs jaw was clenched, Cedric wore a deep frown, and Roland watched Rhys with undisguised displeasure.Rhys noticed every expression.







