LOGINMELISSA.“And what does it look like I am doing?” I shot back, my voice edged with defiance as I turned to face him fully. My expression hardened, every trace of hesitation gone. “Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that, Caleb?” I continued, my brows knitting together as anger flickered across my face. “How dare you barge into my room?”The words came out faster now, fueled by the frustration tightening in my chest. This wasn’t just about the interruption, it was the audacity of it. The entitlement.“Come on, spare me that!” Caleb snapped, his tone rising as he took a step closer, his presence imposing, suffocating. His eyes burned with something fierce, anger, disbelief, maybe even something darker. “You are still my wife,” he added, each word deliberate, almost accusing. "How can you go about kissing another man… and not just any man, but my cousin?”His words hit the air like a challenge, like a claim he still believed he had the right to make.I let out a quiet, humorless scoff.“M
Melissa.I had barely gotten to my room when I saw Davian and Ann running toward me like children, their footsteps echoing lightly against the floor as if nothing else in the world mattered at that moment. There was something so carefree, so unguarded in the way they moved, that it caught me off guard.A small smile tugged at my lips before I could stop it.For a brief second, I allowed myself to feel it, the warmth, the familiarity, the strange comfort of not being alone. But just as quickly, reality settled back in. My body felt heavy, my mind even heavier. I needed rest. I needed silence. I needed to prepare for everything the day might bring.Hopefully, the triplets would be gone for good by noon.“Melissa, come save me!” Davian yelled, his voice bright and full of energy as he rushed toward me.“Don’t, Melissa….you aren’t going to choose him over me, are you?” Ann added quickly, her tone carrying a playful edge, though there was something beneath it, something sharper, harder to
Cypril.Melissa was a totally changed person. She had always craved my touch and melted into my embrace, and now she wouldn't even let me kiss her.I stood there, frozen and stunned. I was unable to move as I watched her walk away from me like it was the easiest thing in the world.My chest felt… tight, it was not a sharp pain, neither was it something I could easily name or understand.Just this heavy, suffocating pressure, sitting right where my wolf used to be, gone and empty.And somehow… she made me feel that loss even more.My fingers curled slowly into fists at my sides, the tension building without release as my eyes remained fixed on her retreating figure.Step by step, she moved farther away.Each one widening the distance between us, her pace was steady and unhurried. Her back straight, her shoulders squared like nothing could bend her anymore.And just like that… she felt completely out of my reach.“Melissa…” The name slipped past my lips before I could stop it, soft, poi
Melissa.The moment I stepped away from Amelia, the air felt different. It was lighter and clearer, as all her bad energy was cleansed away. It was more like I had just walked out of something suffocating and into a space where I could finally breathe again.But it didn’t last.Nothing ever did.I turned the corner of the corridor, my steps steady, my chin still raised from the confrontation, but inside… my thoughts were anything but calm.Her words echoed in my head, over and over again.They all knew, those bastards knew.It was all to get rid of you.I arranged the fire.My fingers curled slightly at my sides as I walked, nails digging faintly into my palm...it had never been a mistake.Every accusation.Every punishment.Every lash.Every drop of blood I had spilled…They had deliberately planned it.A bitter smile tugged at my lips as I continued walking, my steps slowing just a fraction.Of course they did.Why was I even surprised?I had always been the easy one to discard.The
Davian.I was more than shocked to see Melissa. For a moment, I genuinely thought my mind was playing tricks on me. Those idiots, those arrogant, blind fools had told me she was dead. I had believed them. I had carried that truth like a weight on my chest for years.Yet, Melissa had been here, alive, sound and healthy, standing right in front of me. It felt unreal, like something out of a dream I had long buried. My eyes stayed fixed on her, afraid that if I looked away even for a second, she would disappear again.Seeing her like this… whole, breathing, more beautiful than I remembered, it did something to me, something dangerous.I had tried so hard to suppress my feelings for her over the years. Tried to bury them beneath duty, pride, distance… anything that would keep me from thinking about what could never be.Because out of nowhere, she was suddenly married to those useless, blind, undeserving fools who didn’t even value her.The thought alone made my jaw tighten.They had her a
Melissa.“Come on, Melissa, there’s no need to act all tough now. It’s just the two of us here.”Amelia’s voice came out soft, almost playful, as she pouted her lips like an innocent doll. The expression would have fooled anyone else as it always did but not me.Not even for the slightest bit.I stared at her, my patience already worn thin, my body still tense from everything that had happened earlier.“What exactly do you want, Amelia?” I muttered, my tone flat, unimpressed. “I’m not in for your drama right now.”She tilted her head slightly, studying me like I was something amusing, something entertaining.“Well,” she began slowly, her lips curling into a faint smile, “five years ago… did you like the accusation you received for my sake?”The question hit like a slap.My eyes darkened instantly, and I shot her a deadly glare, one that would have made anyone else step back.But Amelia?She didn’t even flinch.“Of course I knew you weren’t poisoned, moron,” I snapped, my voice laced
Louis.I had paced the length of the room so many times that the polished floor beneath my boots might as well have been worn thin.Back and forth.Back and forth.Restless energy coiled tightly in my chest, refusing to let me sit still for even a moment. Every few seconds my gaze drifted toward th
Cain.For a moment, I remained frozen.The words Lycan Prince echoed inside my mind like a distant thunderclap, unsettling something deep within my instincts.Slowly, I turned my head toward the door.“Come inside!” I ordered immediately.My voice was calm, but the tightness in my chest betrayed th
Cain.The crack of the final lash still echoed in my ears as I stepped down from the podium.It rang sharp and clean, like wood splitting beneath a blade. The sound refused to fade, rebounding against the walls of my skull, threading itself through the steady rhythm of my heartbeat.“Punishment com
Melissa.The moment I stepped into the hall, the atmosphere shifted.I could feel it instantly.Dozens—no, hundreds—of eyes turned in my direction the second I crossed the doorway. Conversations that had been flowing freely moments ago slowed, then faded into curious murmurs as people openly stared







