Klein anger!/sleek

Alpha Klein’s heart pounded violently as he strode through the courtyard.

His emotions were slipping dangerously out of control.

At the tips of his fingers, his claws threatened to break through his skin. He inhaled deeply, forcing himself to calm down the way he had been trained years ago as a young warrior learning to master his temper.

But tonight, nothing worked.

His heartbeat slammed harder against his ribs.

For years, he had believed Charlotte belonged completely under his control,Obedient,Weak and

Predictable.

And beyond that he had believed he controlled everything inside Shadow Pack,but now things were shifting beyond his grasp.

His jaw tightened sharply as thoughts of the Royal Pack flooded his mind.

For years he had searched for its weakness.

He had spent countless nights investigating its borders, watching its warriors, searching desperately for cracks within its power.

And every path always led back to one person.

Alpha Moon.Michael.

Not as a brutal ruler because that would have been easier.

Instead, Michael ruled with terrifying calmness and

Intelligence.

The kind of man who smiled while hiding entire storms beneath his skin.

Even after all these years, Klein still knew almost nothing about him,No mate nor Luna.

And somehow tonight,that same man wanted Charlotte.

Klein’s chest tightened painfully.

Meanwhile, far ahead on the rocky path leading toward the Royal Pack, Ria suddenly stopped walking.

A sharp pain pierced through her mind.

As Fragments flashed violently behind her eyes..

Her breathing quickened instantly as Michael noticed.

He slowed his steps immediately as the cry of night owls echoed through the dark forest.

Ria pressed a trembling hand against the large rock beside her, leaning against it as she tried desperately to steady her racing heart.

Michael’s gaze darkened and slowly, he stepped closer.

The distance between them disappeared quickly as Ria’s lashes fluttered weakly as she struggled to breathe normally.

Then suddenly Michael bent down and lifted her effortlessly into his arms.

Ria gasped softly in surprise.

His hold on her was firm and Protective like she weighed nothing at all.

Her heartbeat sped up uncontrollably as

She looked up at him quickly, but Michael avoided her gaze as he adjusted her gently against his chest.

“Don’t worry, Charlotte,” he murmured quietly. “You’re exhausted from the walk.”

His voice was strangely softer now.

Ria stared at him for a moment longer before dizziness swept heavily over her as every thing blurred.

Her eyes slowly closed.

Michael looked down at her sleeping face and the corner of his lips lifted faintly.

Then his grip around her tightened slightly as he continued walking, faster this time.

By the time they arrived at the Royal Pack, several guards immediately bowed their heads.

Sleek rushed toward Michael the second he appeared.

“My Alpha—”

He stepped forward instinctively to help carry Ria.

But Michael’s eyes snapped toward him sharply.

The warning in that single look made Sleek freeze instantly.

He quickly stepped back and lowered his head.

Michael carried Ria himself through the enormous halls of the Royal Castle.

The place was breathtaking.

Silver chandeliers hung from the high ceilings, their light reflecting softly against the black marble floors. Long dark curtains flowed gently beside the towering windows, while moonlight spilled across the polished walls decorated with ancient wolf carvings and royal emblems.

Everything about the castle felt powerful.

Michael pushed open a large wooden door and entered a room already prepared.

The room was enormous yet strangely warm.

Soft candlelight flickered quietly around the walls. A large bed rested near the center beneath silver roof, it was covered with dark silk sheets and thick fur blankets. Beside the windows stood shelves filled with ancient books, while a fireplace broke softly nearby, spreading warmth through the room.

Michael walked toward the bed slowly.

Carefully as though afraid she might break.

He laid Ria down gently against the mattress.

Her hair spread loosely across the dark sheets.

Even in sleep, a faint smile rested on her lips.

Michael stood there watching her silently.

His heartbeat echoed heavily in his chest.

Slowly, he reached down and brushed the strands of hair away from her face.

Ria shifted slightly in her sleep, turning softly against the pillow.

Then Michael’s eyes drifted lower towards the bruises around her neck.

His expression changed instantly as darkness flickered violently behind his eyes.

His jaw tightened and Slowly his hand curled into a fist.

Without another word, he turned and walked out of the room, shutting the door quietly behind him.

Outside, Sleek straightened immediately.

“Did you make the inquiries I asked for?” Michael asked coldly.

Sleek blinked suddenly, realization flashing across his face.

“I… I fo—”

Michael turned sharply toward him before he could finish.

The atmosphere around him shifted instantly as he raised his hand,he trembled slightly with restrained anger before he slowly lowered it again.

For several seconds, he simply stared at Sleek and

then he walked away without another word.

Sleek remained frozen where he stood.

Only after Michael disappeared down the corridor did he finally exhale deeply.

His eyes shifted slowly toward the room where Ria slept.

Then back toward the direction Michael had gone.

Something uneasy quickly showed all over him and quietly, he began tiptoeing toward the back courtyard, glancing nervously around him as though he could already feel something or someone waiting for him behind in the darkness…