LOGINThe fragments of memory replayed in my head like a broken, old film tape.The thick scent of gunpowder in the firing chamber, the weight of the steel trigger as his rough fingers corrected my posture. Our ragged breaths mingled as he forced me to run through the woods under the pretext of 'maintaining my stamina.' Even... the heat of his skin against mine, confining me to the rumpled bed.In all those moments... he stared at me and knew exactly my true identity? That the woman under his control was a werewolf?"That's impossible,"Ronan Bachnault hated werewolves to the bone. It simply didn't make sense that a cold-blooded executioner like him would allow the creatures he hated most to roam freely in his house, breathing all around him. And besides, I was so sure I'd sealed my aura. I'd never slipped up to reveal even a microscopic hint that I was a werewolf.But... reality hit me hard again. If Silas, that stupid bloodhound, could suspect me, how could Ronan, with his brain a thousan
My body slammed against the creaking wooden floor. Thick, decades-old dust immediately flew into the air, rushing into my nostrils.With a sickening, contemptuous laugh, one of the large guards roughly pulled the cloth covering my eyes. The dim light from the rusty ventilation slits seared my retinas. I blinked several times, trying to focus. The guard's silhouette turned around and slammed the steel door shut. The sound of the metal locks clanging outside was my sentence.Now I was alone in this warehouse, filled with broken furniture and the musty smell of rotting wood.I tried to move my jaw, but the rough cloth gagging my mouth was tied so tightly that it cut the corner of my lip. Thick rope wrapped around my wrists and ankles, completely restricting my movement until my fingertips began to feel numb.Damn it. Why the hell am I crying just over this? I just have to run away like before, and this time I should make sure my revenge was done perfectly.I lowered my head with difficul
"What nonsense? Alice? Here?" Victor replied with a dismissive snort. A wide grin spread across his face, revealing rows of sharp teeth."Stop playing games," Ronan's voice cut through the silence of the garden. "I know perfectly well you've been holding her captive for days now.""You're delusional, Mr. Bachnault. I've been hunting that sinner to every corner of the border as well.""At least you aren't denying that you know Alice."Ronan took a deep breath, forcing the heavy air from his lungs. His brow furrowed deeply as he stared straight at the man across the table. "Do you really want to play it like this?""And?" Victor leaned forward, challenging him. "What can you do on my turf if I actually want to?"Ronan studied Victor's smug face. The veins on the backs of his hands twitched beneath the table, itching to crumple that haughty face like an old newspaper. The man before him, no, this Alpha werewolf before him, was far too predictable. He was like an open book printed with ch
"Sir, they refuse to open the gate. Should I deal with them?"The driver, sitting behind the wheel, turned half his body back. He lowered his gaze completely, not daring to look directly at the man sitting in the passenger seat.In the dimly lit backseat, Ronan simply sat, tapping the muzzle of his high-caliber pistol against the leather armrest. The constant rhythm shattered the silence inside the car, sounding like the ticking of a time bomb.His eyes glanced out the window. Two large guards stood in front of the security post, standing proudly in front of the four-meter-high iron gate. Behind the gate loomed a luxurious, classic European-style mansion. It was only an hour's drive from the city center, yet its location was incredibly isolated.Who would have thought that this magnificent building was a den of wolves?"Roll down the window," Ronan ordered after allowing the suffocating silence to settle in the cabin."Pardon? Ah... Yes, sir."The tinted window beside Ronan slid down
Bang! Bang! Bang!The underground shooting range was filled with a choking haze of gunpowder smoke. The concrete floor around Ronan's feet was covered in dozens, perhaps hundreds, of discarded brass shell casings. His calloused palms were raw, seeping fresh blood that stained the grip of the pistol, but the man didn't stop.He kept pulling the trigger. The muzzle of his gun spewed hot lead toward the target paper at the far end of the room. The paper was now deformed, torn to shreds by the brutal, absurdly precise shots.In the corner of the room, the uniformed servant guarding the facility swallowed hard. Cold beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, wetting his shirt collar. The officer's eyes darted frantically toward the now-empty ammunition storage cabinet. His mind raced, trying to figure out how to tell his Master that their ammunition supply was completely exhausted, without ending up being shot, or worse, having his jaw smashed in by Ronan's fist.Click.The sound of empty me
"Ugh!"I felt my body become as light as cotton, floating through the air for a few agonizingly slow seconds... before turning into heavy, waterlogged cotton as my back slammed against the mansion's stone wall with a terrifying crack. My body slumped helplessly onto the ground. Warm blood trickled from my temple.My eyes blinked sluggishly, fighting against the blinding pain. My vision was blurry and tinted red. However, in the distance, I saw Radine's silhouette sprinting toward me."Don't touch her! Don't you dare!" Radine shouted. The girl leaped, shifting into her red wolf mid-air."Ra... dine..." I whispered hoarsely as a single tear escaped the corner of my eye.However, Radine was hopelessly outnumbered. Five elite war
Victor tightened his arm around Ella, guiding her to the sofa. Before them, Edmund dropped to his knees, pressing his forehead against the cold floor.“Forgive me, Young Alpha, for failing to raise my child right. I am ready to accept your punishment. This is entirely my fault, not my other childre
From one figure, it became two, then more. Before I knew it, a whole group had gathered in front of me. Their harsh conversation stopped as soon as my shadow fell to the floor. Six pairs of eyes turned simultaneously. Their gazes didn't just stare; they clawed at my skin, stripping away any vestige
This is… crazy.I could hear my heart pounding right in my ears. I hoped he couldn't hear it, and couldn't hear the rattling of my brain trying to lie."Do you really not remember anything?" His deep voice broke the silence.I looked up at him.Morning light spilled across his face, catching on tha
Shit.I tried to move, but my body barely responded. Something heavy pinned me in place. It was wrapped tightly around my waist. A strong arm, hot, solid, and unyielding. It made me wonder, was it really an arm?My back pressed against something firm, and I knew it wasn’t a wall. Then I heard it, a







