LOGIN~ Alice POVYesterday, I went straight to Cassian, after the whole dialogue with my father,After seeing that ky has been so close to iris. After seeing that I was just being childish.“You want to quit again Alice.”“ I'm tired Cassian, I guess I should just accept fate. I should just move…on.”He laughed,” your weak.”“ I'm not.”“ I'm very sure thats was how iris could toy with you up and down.”“ Shut up Cassian.”He held me by the neck,” don't you ever tell me to shut up.”“ Fine!” I agreed and he put me down.“ Alice you're brave. But they shouldn't just toy with you like that, make you feel stupid about yourself. After everything you did for iris. She's marrying your dad tomorrow.” Cassian said.” How does that sound ?”Stupid. “ It's fate. I guess.”“ That's nonsense Alice. You know, she won't be humiliated, it's you. People will mock you.”
~ Iris POV ~Morning of the Mating CeremonyI didn’t sleep.Not really.I lay in that enormous room, in that bed that still didn’t feel like mine. staring at the ceiling while dawn slowly bled into the sky.Today.The word pulsed in my head.Today I become Luna.Today I marry Duncan.Today I stand in front of the entire pack.And today… I stand in front of Alice.My stomach twisted.The curtains fluttered slightly as the early morning breeze slipped through the open balcony doors. The air was cool, quiet , deceptively peaceful.Like the world didn’t understand what day it was.I sat up slowly, pressing my feet to the floor.For a moment, I just breathed.This is what you chose.No.This is what chose you.I walked toward the mirror, studying my reflection in the pale light.The faint bruise on my chee
~ Duncan POV ~The house was quiet again.But not peaceful.There is a difference.Peace is earned.This silence was fragile.I stood alone in my study, hands braced against the desk, staring at nothing. The estate lights glowed faintly beyond the windows. Guards rotated outside. Life continued.Inside these walls, however…Something had shifted.I had seen the mark on Iris’s cheek.Faint.Red.But enough.And I had seen something else too.The look in Alice’s eyes.Not just anger.Something breaking.I closed my eyes briefly.Alpha.Father.The two roles had never felt so violently opposed.A soft knock sounded at the study door.I didn’t need to ask who it was.“Enter.”Alice stepped in.She didn’t look shaken.She didn’t look ashamed.She looked composed.Too composed.She closed the door behind her and stood straight.“You sent for me.”“Yes.”I gestured to the chair across from my desk.“Sit.”She didn’t move.“I’d rather stand.”Of course she would.I straightened slowly.“This
~ Iris POV ~The moment the door slammed behind us, the adrenaline started to fade.And the pain rushed in.Not just the sting on my cheek.Not just the ache in my shoulder where I hit the wall.But the words.I hate you.No.I said that.My chest tightened.Duncan’s arm was firm around my waist as he guided me down the corridor. His steps were controlled, but I could feel the tension in him. The barely restrained anger.At her.At me.At the situation.“Iris,” he said, voice low but sharp, “what were you thinking?”I pulled away from him the moment we entered his room.“What was I thinking?” I turned on him. “What was she thinking?”His jaw flexed. “You went into her room alone.”“Yes.”“You provoked her.”“I did not…”“You shouted.”I froze.Because he wasn’t wrong.I had shouted.“I went to talk,” I said, breath uneven. “She kept twisting everything. Acting like I ruined her life.”His eyes softened slightly when he saw my face.There was a faint red mark along my cheekbone.He st
Chapter 103~ Alice POV ~I knew she was coming before she knocked.I could feel it.Some people knock softly.Some hesitate outside your door.Iris didn’t.Three sharp knocks.Demanding.Like she had every right to stand there.I stared at my reflection for half a second longer before answering. My face was calm. Composed.Perfectly fine.“Come in,” I called.The door opened.She stepped inside like a storm trying to pretend it was sunlight.The door shut behind her.Silence.We just looked at each other.She was tense. Shoulders tight. Jaw clenched.Good.At least I wasn’t the only one unraveling.“What do you want?” I asked casually.Her eyes flashed.“You know what I want.”I leaned against my dresser. “Enlighten me.”“You sent the video.”Not a que
~ Iris POV ~I found Ky near the western training grounds just before sunset.The sky was streaked in gold and fading blue, warriors clearing out after drills, the air thick with dust and sweat and the distant scent of pine. It should’ve felt ordinary.Instead, everything felt sharp.Like glass under skin.Ky stood with her back to me, arms folded as she watched two younger wolves spar. She didn’t turn when I approached.“I heard,” she said quietly.Of course she had.Nothing stayed quiet in this estate.I stopped beside her. “I can’t believe she did that.”Ky finally looked at me. Her expression wasn’t surprised. It wasn’t even angry.It was calculating.“You can’t?” she asked gently.The question hit harder than accusation.“She looked me in the eye this morning,” I said, voice tightening. “She said she was tired of fighting. She smiled.”
~ iris Ky walked down the aisle slowly, her boots quiet against the floor. She stopped at the empty seat two rows ahead of me,then hesitated.Her head tilted slightly.Her eyes met mine again.This time, they widened just a fraction.Recognition.My breath caught.No.It couldn’t be.She smiled.N
~Alice The dorm was quiet. Too quiet. The low hum of the overhead lights, the faint clank of the old radiator, even the distant laughter drifting in from somewhere down the hall,all of it felt muffled, as though the world itself had decided to tread carefully around my thoughts. I sat cross l
~irisThe dorm room was quiet when I finally stepped in, dragging my bag behind me. I thought Alice would be here. My scarf and coat were still wrapped tight, lingering smells of coffee and the only city clinging to me. I dropped my bag near the bed and collapsed onto the edge, pulling my phone ou
~iris One week.That was all it had been,seven days tucked away inside walls that smelled like safety and power. Seven days where fear didn’t follow me into my sleep. Seven days of quiet laughter, lingering looks, and moments I knew I wasn’t supposed to get attached to.But I did.The suitcase at







