ログインRain."Wait, wait, wait," I said, waving my hand dramatically. "stop all these! stop!" I snapped."The fuck is going on here? You guys are making my head spin. King maker, Queen maker, One at a time please! what the fuck!""I already have a lot going on. Don't make me go razz. What exactly is a King-maker? And why does it matter right now? And why is Debbie the King-maker? or whatever shit you call it."Rex took a slow breath. "Calm down, Rain. I'll explain.""Okay.""The truth is… Black, the son of the Grand Alpha, was born without a wolf."I nearly jumped off the couch. "What?""He was born without a wolf," Rex repeated. "No animal inside. No Alpha power. He's empty, hollow."River let out a roar of laughter that sounded more like a bark. "That bastard doesn't even have a wolf? And I didn't beat him to a bloody pulp all this time? I could have crushed his skull!""Can I finish?" Rex asked, his hand coming up to quiet River.He went quiet."So what's up with the King-maker shit?" I a
RainI sat on the couch, my jaw so tight it felt like the bone might snap. My hand throbbed, a dull, pulsing heat where the bullet had chewed through my skin. But the physical pain was nothing compared to the fire in my gut. I watched River pace. His boots were hitting the floor like a hammer on a nail."I don't like the way Rex is acting," River muttered. He didn't look at me; he was just staring at the hallway where Rex had disappeared. "This is a very critical thing when all of us are supposed to sit down and talk things out. He can't just walk out like that.We were at the company. You and I left, and he stayed back with that man, playing favourite. Now we are back here, instead of him coming here to sit down and talk about how we would get through this thing, he just went inside, no words. Days are counting. We are banned from the palace."River was ranting.I leaned back. My head was full, and the last thing I wanted to hear were those rants. "Leave Rex alone," I growled. "That'
RexThe underground room was cold, smelling of damp earth and old secrets. I walked to the far corner. Behind it was another door. I slid it open.I saw her, Chloe.She was there. She was sitting on a wooden chair, her hair a mess, her eyes red. She looked like a ghost of the girl who used to parade around the pack house."Monster!" she called. "Finally here for some blood, mosquito?" she said mockingly.I stood in front of her, although there was still a reasonable amount of space."I need to talk to you," I said.She laughed, a sharp, ugly sound. "Talk? Is that what we're doing now?One minute you are sending your ally to come and humiliate me, the next minute you want my blood. And the next, you want to talk.You are bipolar, ain't you!" she screamed.I furrowed my brows and stepped closer, my heart skipping a beat. "What are you talking about? What ally?""Debbie," Chloe spat, finally looking up. Her eyes were full of venom.Debbie? What is she saying? Because I still wasn't getti
RexThe drive back to our compound was a blur of gray trees and dark thoughts. We rode in one car, three brothers squeezed into a small space that felt even smaller because of the situation we had.When we pulled up, the guards stood outside. Everything was fine, at least on the outside. But inwardly, we were shattered.And just when we thought it was finally time to sit and think, we walked into the sitting room, and the air immediately changed. It felt heavy and cold.There he was.Boss.Again, in our house.He was sitting in the high backed chair, his legs crossed, looking like he owned every atom in the room. This time, he obviously had not come with drama.None of the guards were hurt.He had just one guard with him. And how exactly he came in without the notice of those men outside was something I wasn't ready to find out.We stopped dead in our tracks upon seeing him."What are your plans?" he asked.His voice wasn't loud. It was smooth, a low crawl that made the hair on my nec
Rex.The room went cold. I felt the blood drain from my face, a freezing sensation spreading from my chest to my fingertips. We already knew, of course. We knew because it was our child. But hearing him say it—especially the word was—felt like a knife to the throat.I had to act like I didn't know. I had to play the part of the oblivious brother."Oh... wow," I said, my voice sounding hollow even to my own ears. "That’s good news, isn't it? But what do you mean by 'was' pregnant?" I laughed, a short, calm, awkward laugh. "Is that not something to celebrate?""It was supposed to be," the Grand Alpha said, his face hardening. "But we can't celebrate a child that is not Black’s. As I speak to you, we took drastic measures. We cannot have a bastard child in the palace of the Dark Hearts pack.""What?" Rain’s voice was a ragged shout."Bring your voice down!" the Grand Alpha hissed."You killed a baby?" River whispered, his eyes wide and glassy."It wasn't a baby," the man said coldly. "It
Rex.The long mahogany table felt like a barrier between us and the man we called Father. The Grand Alpha sat at the head, his face a mask of disappointment that felt heavier than a physical blow. The air in the room was thick, smelling of old leather and cold authority."I am highly disappointed in the three of you," he started.The silence that followed was suffocating. He didn't raise his voice, but the sharpness in it cut through the room. "How dare you? How could you all pimp for your brother's wife?"I felt my stomach turn at the word. Pimp?"How could you," he continued, his eyes drilling into each of us, "become a channel for your brother's wife to use for her promiscuity? You let yourselves be used to work against your own blood. To bring the reputation of this pack down. You devalued the throne of the Alpha. Do you not know that Black is the heir? Do you not understand the gravity of the sin when a wife is caught in the arms of another?"Rain shifted beside me, his injured h
DebbieIt was already night, and I was in my room. I had remained in this room all day because I wanted to be alone, by myself.I told the boys, and until now, none of them had disturbed me.I did not want anybody to come in. I didn't want any distractions. I just wanted to reflect on my life.The
Debbie.It was morning already, and I was getting prepared to leave for the Alpha’s place.I woke up this morning, and River had already gone back to his room. I didn’t know when. I just woke up to an empty bed.I was looking through my wardrobe, searching for something I could wear to the Alpha’s
Debbie The drive back from the castle was quiet. I stared out the window, but I wasn't seeing the trees. I was seeing the Alpha’s face. He didn't offer me a choice; he offered me a trade. My soul for a seat at the table. It sounded fair—much like a pleasant trade. But not for me.When the car pull
Debbie.I woke up feeling like a heavy weight was sitting on my chest. The weight of having three more days before I left this place, back to where I used to be—Black’s house. Or should I say, my husband’s house.The sun was peeking through the curtains when a soft knock sounded at the door.“Debbi







