LOGINDebbieI let out a harsh, broken laugh, the sound tearing painfully out of my chest. It echoed in the empty room. "Take me with you? After you practically waited for the destruction of my marriage? After you lied about every single thing? You think I’d go anywhere with people who inject themselves with god-knows-what just to stay alive? You’re disgusting!""Debbie, look at us," Rain pleaded. His eyes were red, filled with a desperate kind of pain. "We are dying in this house. That man... he owns us. We were just trying to survive." For a moment, I paused, my breath catching in my throat. I could feel my hands trembling slightly.That man — he owns us. The word rang again and again in my ears. He owned them, like they were nothing more than property. It made my stomach twist with anger and fear.What did they mean? I mean, I saw it, they didn't have a say over this man. They were like slaves. They looked nothing like the sons of the great alpha of Dark-Hearts, nothing like the proud me
Debbie I stood behind the heavy velvet curtains, my fingers digging into the fabric so hard my nails pierced the weave. My heart wasn’t just beating; it was slamming wildly and uncontrollably against my ribs, trying to break free from the horror I was witnessing. The air in the room felt like it had been replaced with poison. Through the tiny crack in the curtains, I had seen it all. I had seen the lifeless bodies of the guards outside—men I saw every morning, men who had families. Who greeted me every time I came here with enthusiasm in their faces. Dead. Still. Motionless. But that was not all. I had seen the slap that nearly took Rain’s head off, from that man called the boss. I had seen the needles, the stifled sniffs they had used to pierce them. And whatever the content was, I didn't know. I couldn't even guess. But it was these that were killing me. These moments. These realizations. It was these words. That my ears had heard. Words that refused to fade. “I’ve planted enou
Rain"I have been faithful to you for two years, Boss," I whispered. "I’ve done everything you asked. I’ve moved the essence. I endangered my life.I had to drive the moon essence once myself through a storm just to deliver your batch,” I reminded him. “There is just a problem right now. It's the pack, not me."The Boss let out a short, dry laugh. He turned to one of the men standing in the shadows behind him."Can you see the audacity of this midget?" the Boss asked. He pointed at me like I was a circus animal. "Do you see this thing? Reminding me of the sacrifices he thinks he made for me?"He turned back to me, his face turning red with rage. He started vibrating with anger."Do you boys remember that we have just three weeks?" he shouted. He leaned into my face. "Three fucking weeks! In three weeks, you leave this hellhole! In three weeks, we are done here! And you decide to mess up my timeline with silly excuses!?"Silence."The coronation!" he screamed. "It’s happening in three
RainThe car tires crunched on the gravel as we pulled up to the main gate of the mansion. My heart was already thumping against my ribs like a trapped bird. Usually, the guards would stand tall, salute, and open the gate with a nod. Not today.This place was calm. Not that it always made me want to worry, but this time was different. This was the kind of calm that was almost eerie. Ringing bells of trouble."Look," River whispered. His voice was thin.I looked.And my stomach turned over. Right at the entrance, three of our best guards were slumped against the stone wall. Their necks were twisted at angles that weren't natural. Lifeless.Fuck!We drove further in, toward the inner courtyard. Four more men were sprawled across the grass. Seven dead. Just like that. No alarm. No struggle. Just silence.Boss.This was his handiwork. He had done this before. The last time he came visiting impromptu like this.He knew his face must not be seen in Dark-hearts yet, he maneuvered his way int
Debbie I stepped out of the boardroom, my heart hammering against my ribs. My wolf ears were straining, twitching at every vibration in the hallway.“We need to talk, Rain. Right now.” It was a low whisper from River, but I heard it. Not because it was audible, but because I had channeled my wolf ears towards them.As I walked out, I heard the heavy, rhythmic thud of boots. Rex, River, and Rain. They were following behind, not close, but I knew they were coming.They weren't heading for the elevators. They were taking the stairs to the roof.I slipped into the shadows, moving like a ghost. I followed.I allowed them to get there. To settle, maybe, before I moved.No, I wasn't trying to eavesdrop on them or something. But I wanted to find out. I wanted to know what they were doing with those barrels, why they were stealing from their own pack, and what exactly their aim was.Silas had been good. The plans went perfectly, and now, it was time to find the answers to my own questions.I
(2days later) Rain The boardroom was freezing. The air felt thick, like we were all underwater. I sat at the long table, my fingers tapping a nervous beat against the wood. To my left, Rex was as still as a statue. To my right, River was leaning back, pretending to be bored, but I could see his jaw muscles jumping. Black had called a meeting this morning, and according to my assistant, he said he heard rumors it was something concerning our department. Black sat at the head of the table. He looked like a king about to chop off some heads. "This meeting is about the Resources Department," Black said. His voice was like a cold blade. "I’ve been running some private investigations into our stock. Specifically, the Moon Essence." My heart did a violent somersault. My lungs felt like they had suddenly shrunk. My throat was dry as a desert instantly. What does he know? I gripped my pen so hard I heard the plastic groan. I looked at Rex. He didn't move an inch, but his eyes were dark
Debbie.The massive glass doors of the boardroom creaked open. My stomach did a somersault. I had faced a lot of things before, but this was different. This was a room full of powerful men in dark suits, all of them staring at me like I was some new white sheep in the midst of black ones.The room
RexSeated here under this moonlight, having Debbie’s head on my lap and feeling the soft weight of her body against my thighs, was creating a kind of unwanted yet satisfying heat inside me.The way that short nightdress showed off her thighs and legs, as the robe poured to one side. The garden was
DebbieWhen I straddled Rex’s lap, the world outside the garden ceased to exist. There was only the cool night air, the sound of the fountain, and the massive, throbbing heat of his cock between my legs. I looked into his eyes—those blue eyes which were now amber.I didn't rush. I wanted to feel ev
Debbie.The sun poked through the heavy curtains, hitting my eyes. I groaned and rolled over, reaching out for the warmth of a body. But the bed was empty. The sheets were cold.I sat up slowly, my body aching in a way that made me blush. The memories of last night came rushing back—the fire of Rai







