LOGIN~ EuniceThe warehouse smelled like metal, dust, and old sins.Perfect.Everything about it was exactly how I liked my plans, abandoned enough to feel forgotten, structured enough to feel controlled.Because chaos… is only useful when it listens.And tonight?It would listen to me.Chains clinked softly in the center of the room.I had been planning this since forever.Duncan Blackwood stood there.Still strong.Still proud.Still refusing to look broken.I studied him from the shadows for a moment longer than necessary.Fifteen years.That’s how long it had been since I last saw my own brother.Fifteen years since he chose a throne over blood.Over me.“Who are you?” Duncan’s voice cut through the warehouse, sharp and commanding even in captivity. “Show your face.”A small smile touched my lips, still barking orders.Even here.Even now.A voice answered before I could.“Calm down, Alpha,” Calista said smoothly, stepping forward like she belonged in the middle of this.I watched her
Chapter 195~ IrisThe house didn’t feel like home anymore.It felt like a war room that hadn’t admitted it was already at war.Every corner had movement. Every hallway had urgency. Every voice carried tension under the surface like a blade pressed too close to skin.I stood in the center of it all, forcing my breathing to stay even.Calm..Controlled.Luna.That word didn’t feel like a title today,it felt like weight.“Check the west perimeter again!” I snapped, watching two guards hesitate before rushing off. “If I have to repeat myself, we already failed!”No one answered back.Good.They were finally listening, or finally afraid.I wasn’t sure which one I preferred.Mira passed behind me, a bag slung over her shoulder, weapons clinking softly inside.She didn’t look panicked, that’s what I liked about her.Mira didn’t panic.Mira calculated. And with mira it makes things less scarier.“That’s the last of it,” she said, tightening the strap. “Wolfsbane, silver blades, tracking dust
~ KaelI came downstairs like nothing was wrong.Like the air wasn’t thick with tension. Like people weren’t running around like their lives depended on it.Maybe they did.Servants rushed past me, carrying things I didn’t bother to identify. Guards stood at attention, weapons ready. The usual order of the estate had shifted into something sharper.War mode.And me? I walked straight through it.Unbothered.Uninvolved.Or at least… that’s what I wanted them to think.“Kael.”I didn’t stop.“Kael!” Thorne’s voice came again, firmer this time.I paused just enough to glance at him over my shoulder. “What?” I asked lazily.He stepped closer, jaw tight, eyes scanning the chaos around us before landing back on me. “Man, do something,” he said slowly. “I heard rogues are coming in. Not a few. Plenty.”I raised a brow.“Congratulations,” I said. “You’ve discovered danger exists.”His expression darkened. “This isn’t a joke.”“It is to me.”His patience snapped just a little. “People could di
~ AliceI didn’t slam the door because I was angry.Okay… maybe I did.But mostly?It was because if I stayed one more second in that room…I was going to cry.And absolutely not.Not in front of him.The hallway stretched out in front of me, quiet and polished like nothing had just happened.Like my chest wasn’t tight,like my throat didn’t burn, like something didn’t just… crack.I don't cry, but I don't know why this hurt so bad.I kept walking Fast, Because stopping meant thinking, and thinking meant feeling.And feeling?Yeah… no.“So dad was right after all…” I muttered, my voice low, almost bitter.I blinked hard, forcing everything back.“…Kael doesn’t have a heart.”“Ugh!” I groaned, dragging a hand through my hair.“Why do I even care?!”He said he didn’t care,So why should I?And his voice replayed in my head.“My dad died the moment he sold me away.”My jaw tightened.“…Still doesn’t justify it,” I muttered quickly, shaking my head like I could physically throw the thought a
~ KaelSomething was off.I noticed it before anyone said a word.From my window, the estate didn’t look normal.Too much movement.Too many guards shifting positions.Servants walked faster than usual, whispering, glancing around like they were waiting for something to explode.It wasn’t panic.No.It was controlled tension.And in a place like this? That was worse.I didn't know what's happening, and I didn't care at all.I took a slow sip of my wine, leaning slightly against the window frame Watching. Observing.Always observing.“This house…” I muttered under my breath, “…can never stay quiet for long.”A guard ran across the courtyard,another followed.Mira passed through, her expression serious.That caught my attention, mira didn’t panic easily.So whatever was happening…It was big.Still… No one had come to me.No one had said anything.Which meant one of two things.Either I wasn’t important enough to be informed…Or they thought I was better left out of it.I smirked slightly.
Chapter 191~ IrisThe house was moving again.Not like before… not light, not joyful.This time it was sharp. Focused. Controlled chaos.Guards were being repositioned. Orders whispered instead of shouted. Servants moved quickly, quietly, like they understood something serious was unfolding but didn’t dare ask questions.Everyone was preparing.For something we couldn’t even see yet.And I hated it.“Mom,” Alice’s voice cut through my thoughts.I turned to her,She stood with her arms crossed, her expression unusually serious. Mira stood beside her, equally focused.“For once,” Alice continued, “let’s not rush into danger blindly.”I raised a brow slightly.She rolled her eyes. “I know, shocking. I can think.”Mira snorted softly.“I’m serious,” Alice added, stepping closer. “If we go now, they’ll expect it. We don’t even know what we’re walking into.”She paused.“Dad will be fine.”I held her gaze.Fine. That word felt fragile, but I nodded slowly anyway.“Then what do you suggest?”
~iris The phone kept vibrating in my hand, like it knew I was hesitating.Duncan.Just seeing his name pulled something loose in my chest, something I’d spent months carefully locking away. I hadn’t saved his number again. I didn’t need to. I could recognize it anywhere. Muscle memory. Emotional
~IrisThe next morning hit me like a hangover I hadn’t earned from alcohol.I woke up tangled in Alice’s sheets, her arm still slung over my waist, her breath warm against my shoulder. For a second, everything felt almost normal.I slipped out of bed before she stirred, grabbed my clothes, and hea
~DuncanI’d been waiting in the penthouse suite for thirty minutes, scrolling through mindless videos on my phone, clips that were supposed to be funny, but none of them landed. Nothing was funny tonight.8:30.She was late.That little wolf was testing me, and every extra minute she made me wait c
~EuniceI was flipping through the stack of student files on my desk, routine paperwork that usually bored me to death when Iris Rivera’s folder landed in my hands.I opened it without thinking, and there she was, the passport photo staring back at me.Even in that stiff, official shot she was stun







