MasukHaven’s POVThe moment I saw the police standing outside, my heart dropped so violently it felt like it might tear itself apart.For a split second, I couldn’t breathe.My fingers tightened instinctively around my bag, my nails digging into the leather.No.No, no, no...I forced a smile onto my face, even as my pulse thundered wildly in my ears.“Miss Haven,” one of them said. It sent a chill crawling down my spine.“Yes?” I replied, my voice steadier than I felt.He exchanged a glance with his partner before continuing.“We have a few questions for you.”“About where you were… on March 2.”March 2.The date hit me like a physical blow. I remembered the stairs, the fall, the blood. Sora’s hand clutching at my ankle. Her voice weak and desperate.“I… don’t quite recall,” I said carefully, forcing my expression into something neutral. “It’s been a while.”The officer studied me for a moment longer than was comfortable.Then he nodded slowly.“That’s fine,” he said. “We’ll need you to c
Rue’s POVHis fingers were trembling. I could feel it where his hand clutched my wrist, as if I were the last thread holding him together. His forehead rested against my shoulder, his breath uneven, hot against my skin. “Stay…”His voice was barely more than a whisper now, hoarse, breaking at the edges. “Just… for tonight.”For a moment, I didn’t move. Because there was something in that plea that reached into places I had tried so hard to seal shut. Something that reminded me of the nights he had held me, the quiet warmth of his presence, the way he had looked at me as if I were something sacred.I inhaled slowly, forcing my thoughts back into order. I couldn’t afford to be weak.“Percy.” He didn’t respond, only tightened his grip slightly, as if afraid I might disappear the moment he loosened it.“I’m not staying like this,” I said quietly.His body stiffened.“I don’t need...” he began, but the words faltered, his breathing hitching as the drug continued to take hold.I could see
Author’s POVAiden stood near the bar, his posture rigid, his expression unreadable to anyone who did not know him well. But inside, he was unraveling.His fingers tightened imperceptibly around the glass in his hand, the faint clink of ice against crystal echoing louder in his ears than it should have.He watched Rue.Even from a distance, she drew his gaze like gravity. She stood across the hall, composed and distant, speaking to others with that same calm authority she had worn so effortlessly tonight.She didn’t look at him and that broke him. It gnawed at him, hollowed him out from within. His wolf stirred uneasily beneath his skin, restless, agitated, unwilling to accept what his mind had already begun to realize.She’s gone.Aiden refused to accept that. He had lost too much already, his pride, his pack’s stability, the fragile illusion of control he had once clung to.He would not lose her too.Even if he had to force fate itself to bend.His gaze shifted slightly toward the g
Rue’s POVThe grand hall was decorated perfectly to commemorate the day. The annual event was always like this, lavish and loud. And countless wolves from across the continent attended it.I had attended events like this countless times before. But tonight felt different. This time, I was no longer just Alpha King Cyrus’s daughter, I was his successor. And every single person in this room was measuring me.I exhaled slowly, forcing my shoulders to relax as I stepped forward, my heels echoing softly against the marble. Beside me, Vicky let out a low whistle.“I’ve never seen many wolves in one place,” she muttered under her breath. “They seem to all know you.”I almost smiled.“Yeah, Blood Claw is the largest pack in the continent,” I said quietly. “And I’m the heir.”But even as I said it, my fingers unconsciously brushed against the pendant resting against my chest.For a fleeting second, the noise of the hall faded and I remembered his voice.The way he used to stand beside me at ev
Haven’s POVAiden had hit me.The thought repeated in my mind like something unreal, something I couldn’t quite process no matter how many times I forced myself to replay it.He had hit me.For a long time, I stood where he had left me, unmoving, my fingers still pressed against my cheek as if I could erase the sensation by sheer will alone.But it wouldn’t go away, neither would the look in his eyes.It wasn’t anger that haunted me the most, it was the fact that he hadn’t hesitated, not even for a second. As if I had already become someone unworthy of restraint.“…How did it get to this…?” The question slipped out, hoarse and hollow.But there was no answer, only the slow, creeping realization that everything I had once relied on was slipping away.“Since you are here...” he said as he picked up a tablet from the desk and tossed it toward me.I caught it instinctively.The screen had articles centered around one thing. Me.Haven’s Past Bullying Scandals ResurfaceWitness Accounts: Y
Rue’s POVBy the time I returned home, the exhaustion had already seeped into my bones. The moment the door closed behind me, the silence wrapped around me like a second skin.I stood there for a while, unmoving, my hand still resting on the door handle as if I hadn’t fully decided what to do.Everything from tonight replayed in fragments. The crowd, the speech, Aiden’s voice, Percy’s declaration. The way their presence brought tension to the gathering. It was almost what I didn’t expect.I closed my eyes for a second and exhaled slowly.“I’m so tired…”I was just contemplating sleeping for 12 hours when my phone buzzed.I frowned slightly, pulling it from my pocket. The screen lit up and multiple notifications flooded in.There were messages, calls, mentions and headlines, big and impossible to ignore. The headline read...‘Aiden: Public Apology Statement’Line by line, I read how he admitted his mistakes. How he acknowledged the harm he had caused. How he took responsibility for fai
Rue’s POVThe first thing I felt was breath on my skin. A hot, rotten, wet breath.It came in waves, accompanied by a low, vibrating growl that crawled into my bones and shook them from the inside. Even without seeing them clearly, my instincts screamed the reality of the situation.They were close
Haven’s PerspectiveI had always believed that if you wanted something badly enough, you didn’t wait for fate to hand it to you. You designed fate. Took charge of it and get what you want.That was what I was doing now.Everything had been arranged with meticulous care, so precise that even I felt
Percy’s POVHer blood soaked through my arms.It was warm at first, then slowly cooling, each passing second a reminder that time was bleeding out of her just as surely as she was bleeding into me. Rue’s head lolled against my chest as I carried her toward a nearby helicopter.Her breathing was sha
Rue’s PerspectiveWhen I woke up, the first thing I saw was Aiden.For a moment, my mind refused to accept the image. It felt like hallucination, the kind born from exhaustion and fever. But then I focused, and the shock hit me full force.He looked terrible.Not tired in the dignified, restrained







