ログイン~AMARISThe heavy silence of my room had become a permanent, stifling shroud that smelled of nothing but dust, dried lavender, and the suffocatingly bitter residue of the winter roots.It had been a few days now.Days since I had crossed the threshold of the Alpha's wing, fleeing from the velvet sheets that still carried the lingering imprint of his towering frame, and locked myself securely inside my own room. I was sealed away from the rest of the pack, isolated from the superficial chatter of the elite wolves, and most importantly, hidden from the ruthless sovereign who wouldn't mind claiming my bare body anywhere…on a dining table, against the living room marble wall, or even in a grand party full of fierce elite wolves…as long as his monstrous cock was responding to the fated jasmine scent triggering it.I sat back against the carved mahogany bedpost, my knees pulled tightly toward my chest beneath the hem of my dress. My fingers were trembling, my fingernails digging desperately
~AMARISThe tiny, sharp corner of crisp white paper remained pinned beneath the heavy frame of the door, catching the harsh morning sun like a beacon of absolute dread.I sat perfectly rigid on the edge of the mattress, my hands clenching into the silk duvet as my heart launched into a frantic, uneven drumming against my ribs. A cold sweat broke out across the back of my neck.My survival instincts were screaming. In a palace of predators like the Iron-Howl estate, an unauthorized delivery under a locked door was never a harmless occurrence.It was a threat.It was a ticking clock.My mind immediately flashed to Gray…to his pitch-dark eyes, his predatory smirk, and the unyielding velocity of the warnings he had whispered against my ear in the corridor last night. He had become utterly, permanently suspicious of my presence under this roof.What if he knows I'm in here? The thought clutched against my heart like an executioner’s blade.I forced my weak, trembling legs to straighten, st
~AMARISThe harsh, silver rays of the early morning sun cut cleanly through the high glass panes of the Alpha's suite, drawing sharp geometric lines across the dark silk of the duvet. I blinked my eyes open slowly, the heavy weight of unconsciousness lifting from my mind as the silent quiet of the bedroom rushed back to greet me.I didn't move. I remained perfectly still on my side, my bare shoulder pressed flush against the soft texture of the bedding as my gaze tracked the towering, monstrous figure of Alpha Varg across the room.He was standing near the grand mahogany wardrobe, already dressed in a crisp, dark designer shirt that clung to the terrifying breadth of his chest.His movements were precise, quiet, and filled with that innate, sovereign grace that commanded absolute submission from every living thing under this roof.As I watched the muscles of his back shift beneath the dark fabric, the raw, vivid memories of the previous night came rushing back into my thoughts with a
~VARGThe heavy, structural shadows of the master wing had completely swallowed the remaining rays of the afternoon sun, burying my bedroom in a deep, absolute midnight. The wall clocks in the corridor were already striking past 10:00 PM, their silent digital interfaces the only reminder of the hours that had bled away.I stood near the edge of the dark oak vanity, pulling the heavy, suffocating buttons of my shirt loose and tossing the silk fabric onto a leather accent chair. My shoulders throbbed with a dull, persistent ache from the grueling, administrative weight of managing the border lines all day, but my internal wolf was running on a far more dangerous, volatile momentum.My obedient little bird has been tucked safely in my chamber while I was away.My grey eyes cut through the dim violet lighting of the suite, locking directly onto the canopy bed where she was still trapped. She had been tucked away in my chambers for over fourteen continuous hours, isolated from the rest of
~AMARISThe moment Willow gathered her leather medical kit, offered a final submissive bow, and slipped out of the room, the fragile illusion of our shared laughter evaporated into thin air.I sat up against the massive headboard of Alpha Varg’s bed, my fingers clenching into the dark silk duvet until my knuckles turned translucent. The adrenaline from the narrow escape was still humming with a frantic, uneven rhythm through my veins. The room was completely still and quiet.“You don't trust me anymore, Varg.” The word slipped out of my throat, my voice rising into a sharp, rapid stream of words as I looked at his towering figure standing near the foot of the bed. “I told you the exact same thing, I told you it was the sulfur scrub from the bath and the steam mixing with the rosemary on the stove! But you didn't believe a single syllable leaving my lips. You had to drag me all the way up here, and call a maid just to validate my words like I'm a common liar in your house!”I kept talk
~AMARISThe gold-leaf double doors of the master suite felt less like a royal entryway and more like the heavy, fortified gates of a literal execution chamber. I lay frozen on the silk duvet of Alpha Varg’s bed, my chest heaving beneath the thin cotton of my sundress as a blind, suffocating panic completely seized my throat.Every single tick of the digital clock on the wall sounded like a gavel sealing my final sentence.I was terrified.A cold, prickling sweat broke out across the back of my neck, the low, familiar rattling behind my collarbone roaring to life.Varg had called an experienced pack maid…someone with decades of knowledge regarding the biological metrics of the elite high-ranking bloodlines. If that woman stepped into this room and ran a diagnostic test on my system, she wouldn't just find the bitter, scent-masking herb coating my tongue; she would uncover the advanced rot killing my wolf, and the entire web of deceptions I was juggling would explode right in front of t
~AmarisThe fabric of the fresh, forest-green knit dress felt heavy against my skin as I smoothed the hem down over my thighs.Alpha Varg had left my room only minutes prior, his towering shadow finally retreating from my room.The frantic, desperate bath I had forced myself into immediately after
~EMBERMy fingers were still wrapped tightly around the sleeve of Gray’s jacket, my knuckles practically white because a deep, irrational part of my mind was entirely convinced he would dissolve into smoke if I let go. Ten years. Ten long, agonizing years of staring at the empty spaces in the fam
~AMARISThe violent, heavy vibrations of that thunderous knock were still rattling the very core of my bones when my survival instincts kicked into high gear, scratching frantically right under my skin. The pure, blinding terror of being caught in my absolute weakness forced my body out of its para
~ALPHA VARG The tension that had anchored itself within the stone courtyard of the Iron-Howl estate for ten long years finally began to dissipate under the heat of the rising sun. Standing next to my son, the cold, administrative distance I had forced myself to maintain during his decade of banish







