EMMELINE'S POV The journey to Dogar was far more stressful than Iโd anticipated. The rain was relentless, drumming steadily against the carriage roof like an unending echo of my thoughts.I leaned against the carriage wall as the coachman pressed on through the downpour. Lord Devlin remained silent throughout the tripโlost in his own world, it seemed. His brooding expression mirrored the storm outside.My fingers tapped endlessly against the wooden paneling, a futile attempt to clear my thoughts of Cedric. But it wasnโt working. No matter how hard I tried, I couldnโt erase the image of his eyes when he told me he loved me.How could that look have been a lie?Maybe my father had been right all along. Maybe I was too naive to survive in Elgin. But then againโฆ his actions had left me with no choice.โAre you alright, Emmeline?โLord Devlinโs voice pulled me from my thoughts. I turned to him with a smile that didnโt quite reach my eyes.โIโll be alright,โ I replied, trying to convince m
CEDRIC POV My blood boiled as the last warrior returned with the same pathetic report.โIโm sorry, my Lord... we still canโt locate Lady Emmeline.โI was on him in a heartbeat, my hand closing around his throat like a vice. His eyes bulged as I lifted him off the ground, my voice low and venomous.โKeep searching for her,โ I snarled. โDonโt return without her or Iโll skin you alive.โHis legs kicked as he struggled for breath. I released him, and he collapsed to the floor, gasping.โGet out now!โHe scrambled to his feet and ran like death itself was at his heels.I sighed, dragging a hand through my hair as I paced the room, boots striking the marble floor in an impatient rhythm. A full week of relentless searching. And stillโnothing.No trace. No scent trail. No signs of struggle. Just... gone.After Ava's pathetic attempt at deception, I forced her to take me to the dungeon where she claimed Emmeline had been locked away. But the room was empty- completely abandoned, not even a sp
EMMELINE'S POV For a whole week, I hadnโt stepped out of my room. Belle had been kind enough to bring my meals, never asking too many questions, just offering small smiles and a few gentle words before disappearing again.Lord Devlin had come by more times than I could countโbut Iโd managed to avoid him every time. I still couldnโt wrap my head around itโฆ he brought me here not just for safety, but to be his bride?It felt like betrayal all over again.A knock pulled me from my thoughts. โMatilda, itโs Belle,โ her voice called softly through the door.I stood and opened it and there he was.Lord Devlin stood beside her, his eyes meeting mine, unreadable. I bit my lower lip, not sure what to say or how to act. I couldnโt slam the door in his faceโnot after all heโd done for me.So I forced a smile and stepped aside, letting them in. โGreetings, Lord Devlin.โHe gave me a gentle nod, returning the greeting with that same calm smile that used to make me feel safe. Belle walked in behind
CEDRIC POV I watched the rain droplets as they fell into the fountain. The door creaked open, and Ava walked inโshe had surprisingly been avoiding me.Without a word, she headed to the inner room to take off her wet clothes. I didnโt bother acknowledging her presence.My mind lingered on the memory of seeing her that night by the lake, talking to an unidentified man. By instinct, Iโd started observing her more closely. I noticed she left the manor more often than anyone else.โWhere were you?โ I asked, turning to face her.Ava frowned, her glare sharp with fury. โItโs none of your business, Cedric!โI rolled my eyes at her outburst. If anyone had the right to raise their voice, it was me. But I needed to tread carefullyโI still had no idea what the Councilโs plan was.โWith the witches ready for war, itโs dangerous to walk around so carelessly, donโt you think?โShe scoffed. โAs if you care about me, Cedric. Besides, the witches are no longer a threat. Weโve already subdued them.โSu
EMMELINE'S POV I stared at the sky with a paintbrush in handโI had requested a canvas from Devlin out of boredom. But unfortunately, I had no zeal to paint anymore. I sat there, staring blankly at the paper as if I had forgotten how to use a brush at all.With a sigh, I dropped it. Itโs been like this since I left Elgin. No matter how hard I tried, every thought led back to Cedricโit was almost impossible not to think of him.I couldnโt understand the torture the moon goddess was putting me through.Why give me what others desire so deeply, only to make it feel like a curse?The worst part was that I still couldn't stop thinking about how the pack was faringโฆ even after everything they did to me.A knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts.โCome in. The doorโs open,โ I muttered, barely glancing up.Belle strolled in with a grin stretched across her face. I frowned immediatelyโdays of being around Belle had taught me to be wary of that grin. It always meant she was up to someth
EMMELINE'S POV My body froze, caught somewhere between shock and confusion as Devlin pulled away. He gave me a sly smile.โIโve always wanted to do that,โ he whispered near my ear.A shiver ran down my spine- not one of pleasure, but something else entirely. Devlinโs smile faded the moment he saw my face. โIโm sorryโฆ I shouldnโt haveโฆโI didnโt let him finish. I stood abruptly, the chair scraping back behind me, and bolted from the room like my feet were on fire. He didnโt follow. Maybe he understood that I needed space. Or maybe he just didnโt know what to say.I slammed the door shut behind me and locked it, then threw myself onto the bed. My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it might burst through my chest.Why did he kiss me?I chewed on my fingernail, spiraling through a mess of thoughts. Does he actually like me?No. No, I couldnโt go there.I couldnโt let myself believe thatโcouldnโt believe anyone else would find me lovable. Not after what Cedric did. Not when my own m
EMMELINE'S POV โCome on, letโs go!โ Belle squealed with excitement as she dragged me outside. I laughed, fixing my hair. From what Iโd heard, tonight was the annual Lantern Celebration in the pack, it was a Dogar tradition.As we stepped into the courtyard, the rhythmic beat of drums and lively music filled the air. Down by the lake, people were lighting lanterns and scribbling their wishes onto them.โGuys, over here!โ Quentin, my newly acquainted friend waved us over to an open spot by the lakeside. The festivities were in full swing under the night sky.โWhat took you two so long? The lanterns are almost gone! Luckily, I saved some for us,โ Quentin scolded as we reached her.Belle gave me a playful smack on the back of the head. โItโs all her fault.โI scratched the back of my neck sheepishly as they both shot me mock glares. Then we all burst out laughing at our own silliness.We joined the queue, lanterns in hand. Belle passed me the ink and a small slip of paper.โWrite your wi
EMMELINE'S POV โWhat! Does your name feel unfamiliar now?โ she spat, glaring at me with nothing but disgust.Disgust. A look I hadnโt seen in a while not since I came to the Blood Moon pack. It hit harder than I expected.I shoved her hands off me roughly, my voice trembling. โI donโt know what youโre talking aboutโฆโSkylar let out a cold, amused laugh. โEmmeline Grayโฆ donโt you think itโs a little too late to start playing dumb?โMy heart thundered in my chestโpart fear, part instinct telling me to run.โDonโt even think about it,โ she growled, her eyes narrowing as she noticed the way my hands shook. Before I could react, she grabbed both wrists and twisted them behind my back, slamming me hard against the wall. The wind rushed out of me.I tried to struggle, but she was strongโtoo strong. A trained warrior.โWhatโฆ what do you want?โ I gasped, trying to kick her off, but it was useless.She sneered. โYou donโt get to ask me anything, Grayโs little spawn.โPain surged through my ar
******* CEDRIC POV******I sat in my office, burying myself in work so I wouldn't think about my mate, but it proved more difficult than I thought.Her words kept ringing in my earsโฆ Teammates.How could that even be possible, given that we are mates?But I couldnโt argue with her. The fear that she might disappear from my life completely was nerve-racking. I know I deserve every bit of her coldness, but it still hurts.Her eyes, once full of love and admiration for me, were now filled with disgust and hatred.โMy Lord,โ Grace muttered, pulling me out of my thoughts. I hadnโt even heard her enter, which was unusual, especially since my senses had heightened after my last shift.โWhat brings you here?โ I asked, looking up at her.She bit her lip. โUmโฆ Lady Emmeline is insisting on seeing you.โI shrugged. โYou can send her in.โWhen we agreed to work together as teammates, she made it clear the chains had to go. Said if we were equals, she needed to be treated like one. So she was now
*******Devlin's POV******I paced the room, jaw clenched in rage. It had been three daysโฆthree excruciating daysโฆsince Emmeline disappeared, and there was still no trace of her.Had she run away?Or worseโฆ had someone taken her?But that didnโt make sense. My pack was tightly secured. No one could breach the territory without my knowledge. Still, the silence around her disappearance was maddening.โAlpha Devlin, the Council Leader is here to see you,โ Belle announced as she stepped into the room.What does that old man want now?โIโll be there,โ I muttered, and she bowed before leaving.With a deep frown, I fixed my hair and schooled my expression, forcing on my infamous smileโthe one that made people believe they were always in control.When I arrived at the courtyard, he was already there, standing with that ever-present glint of amusement in his eyes.โGreetings, Uncle,โ I said smoothly, bowing with calculated grace. โWhy go through the trouble of traveling so far just to see your
*******CEDRIC POV******I sat in my office, deep in thought. Emmeline didnโt know that I knew about Devlinโs baby. I wasnโt sure why I hadnโt told her, maybe the words just felt too heavy to say.Since she tried to escape, the security around her room had been increased. Her leg was also chained to the bed.โMy Lord,โ Grace bowed as she entered, a frustrated look on her face.โWhat is it?โ I asked.โMistress Emmeline has refused to eat anything since she arrived,โ she replied.I sighed, rubbing my temples. It had been two days of her starving herself. What was she trying to achieve with this?โHave you sent Elara in?โ I asked. Since Elara was her friend, I thought sheโd be the best person to convince her to eat.Grace shook her head. โIt was no useโฆ Emmeline smashed the food against the wall.โWas she trying to kill the baby?I waved her off. โIโll handle this.โShe bowed and left. I adjusted my clothes as I stood and made my way to Emmelineโs room. After taking a deep breath, I pushe
*****AVAโS POV*****I hurried back to my room the moment I heard footsteps near the door; Iโd been eavesdropping on Cedric.My chest tightened. Santos Gray is innocent. Those words kept echoing in my head. How could that be true?My father and the rest of the Council had conducted a full investigation. All the evidence pointed to Santos. Unlessโฆ there was something my father hadnโt told me?But what stung the most was Devlin. How could he betray me like this? He saved that wretched girl, knowing full well what the Master's orders were.I bit my lip, pacing the room. I had to act. Cedric would toss me out the moment Emmeline returned to full strength. I could feel it.But what could I do? I couldnโt risk trying to kill her again. Cedric would be watching her like a hawk now.Just then, the door burst open and Mario stormed in.โDo you ever knock?โ I snapped.He didnโt answer, just sighed and walked further in. His cheek was swollen, his lip split and bleeding. Someone had clearly rough
******Emmeline's POV*****A sharp pain throbbed at the side of my head as I stirred awake, my body aching with every movement. My stomach twisted uneasily as I opened my eyesโfamiliar walls, dark furniture, and the faint scent of cedar.Cedricโs room.I was back in the manor.My hands trembled as I tried to piece it together. The last thing I remembered was Marciโฆ taking me from Devlinโs pack. He must have brought me here.But why?So Cedric could continue his emotional torment? So I could serve out my punishment like some chained prisoner?The door creaked open. Grace stepped in, carrying a tray. โI suppose youโll be hungry now,โ she said, her tone unreadable.I didnโt respond. Instead, I moved to sit up only to be yanked back by cold metal around my wrist. My right hand was chained to the bedpost.โWhat the hell is this?!โ I screamed, yanking at the chain until the skin around my wrist reddened with strain. Panic and rage surged through me. โRelease me now!โโYouโre hurting yourself
***CEDRIC POV****I paced my room in silence, my footsteps echoing softly against the polished floor. When Marci told me my mate was with Lord DevlinโAvaโs cousin, I was outraged. I shouldโve known. Of course Ava was behind it. Who else couldโve orchestrated something so twisted?I ran a hand through my hair, restless. Marci had told me to be patient, to trust him. He promised heโd go to Dogar and bring Emmeline back safely. But now, two days have gone by with nothing but silence. No word, no messageโฆThe waiting was unbearable. It gnawed at my nerves, Something wasnโt right.The door creaked open, the sound snapping me out of my thoughts. Ava stepped in without a word, her presence immediately souring the air. She didnโt look at me. She just walked in like she belonged here and sank onto the edge of the bed, perfectly at ease.I frowned, rolling my eyes as I clenched my fists by my sides. I had to keep it together. Letting my anger get the best of me could trigger the shiftโand tha
*****EMMELINE'S POV*****โHey, are you okay?โ Belle asked as she touched my forehead. I nodded, leaning against the wall and panting heavily.I felt so tired, even though I had just woken up from sleep โ rest never seemed to be enough lately.โIโm fine, Belle. Youโve asked that question three times now,โ I teased weakly.She walked over and took the shovel from my hands. I had insisted on helping her plant flowers since I had nothing else to do.โYou should go inside and rest, Matilda. You donโt look so good,โ Belle said, her tone serious.โIโve been resting for days, Belle. I can help you,โ I insisted, reaching for the shovel again.But Belle shook her head firmly. โI mean itโฆ you look burnt out.โโBut I canโฆโโNo. Donโt even argue or Iโll call Alpha Devlin,โ she warned, tossing the shovel to the ground. She motioned for me to go.Belle being serious was a rare sight, but the command in her voice reminded me that she was still a Beta.I glared at her and stomped off toward the pack h
******EMMELINE'S POV*******The pack was silent as each member said their final goodbyes to Skylar. The physician claimed she died from blood loss.Belle gently pressed her arm against mine, offering quiet comfort as I stared at the coffin. I couldnโt find the words.We werenโt friends, but I would never have wished her dead. The image of her, lifeless in a pool of her own blood, had haunted me for days. It was almost impossible to forget.โMay the goddess accept your soul,โ I whispered as I sprinkled a handful of sand over her coffin, then stepped away.I sat on the balcony, watching the others say their final words. It felt pathetic, thinking about how she died.Luna Maya had said Skylar fell from upstairs, possibly slipped because the floor was wet. But I didnโt buy it.Something happenedโฆ someoneโฆโHere,โ Devlin said, handing me a bottle of water.โThank you,โ I murmured, chugging it down. I hadnโt even realized how thirsty I was.He took the seat beside me. โHow are you holding
I opened my eyes with a loud yawn, feeling like every bone in my body had been shattered into a thousand pieces.A wave of exhaustion weighed me down, heavy and suffocating.Then it hit meโthe shift.The transformation in the woods last night.But... I was in my bed. In my room.Had it all just been a dream?The throbbing pain coursing through my body told me otherwise.The door creaked open, and Grace stepped inside carrying a glass of water.โI figured youโd be awake by now,โ she muttered, setting the glass down on the table beside me.Before I could even sit up, Marci pushed the door wider, Colima slipping in right behind him.โAre you okay, Cedric?โ Colima asked gently, making her way to my bed and sitting down at the edge.โI feel... okay,โ I croaked out, my throat dry and raw. The simple act of moving sent a fresh wave of aches through me.Seeing my struggle, Marci stepped forward and carefully helped me sit up against the headboard. โHere, my Lord,โ Grace said, handing me the g