MasukHaven‘s POVMy gaze slowly found his eyes, and for a few seconds, I contemplated not telling him anything. He looked like he had finally reached his final line, like he just wanted to confirm what he had been suspecting.I lowered my gaze and swallowed hard . “She threatened me.”Aiden flinched violently. “She was my sister.”My chest tightened. “She wouldn’t stop pestering me”“She was my sister!”His voice exploded through the hallway so loudly nearby nurses startled.I stared at him silently.“She blackmailed me,” I whispered harshly. “She wanted to expose everything!”“So you killed her?”“I only pushed her!” The words burst out uncontrollably. “I didn’t tell the wolves to attack her!”Aiden staggered backward like I had physically struck him.His face turned pale.“No…” He shook his head slowly. “No…”I watched the exact moment his last illusion shattered. For years, Aiden had convinced himself I was kind. Innocent. Someone worthy of protection.And now all of it was gone.I sud
Haven’s POVI stood silently beside the hospital bed, staring at Veronica. Or rather…at what remained of her arrogance.Her throat was wrapped heavily in bandages. Machines beeped steadily beside her bed while tubes ran through her arms. Her eyes were open, but the moment she saw me standing there, hatred flooded them instantly.I almost laughed. Even now, after everything, she still looked at me as though I were the monster who had ruined her life.The irony made me sick.This woman had spent years humiliating others with that vicious mouth of hers. Mocking Rue, belittling omegas, insulting weaker wolves at every banquet.And now…she could no longer speak. The doctors had said her vocal cords were severely damaged. And even if she recovered, her voice would never return to normal. That sharp tongue of hers had finally been silenced.A dark satisfaction twisted through me.She deserved it.A normal person would feel guilt after stabbing someone through the throat but guilt no longer c
Rue’s POVThe cemetery was silent except for the wind. Cold air drifted through the rows of gravestones, carrying the faint scent of rain and damp earth. Gray clouds hung low over the sky, making the entire mountain feel heavy and distant, as though even the heavens were mourning with me.I stood in front of my father’s grave in silence. The bouquet of white flowers in my hands trembled slightly. Not because of the cold, because of everything inside me that still refused to heal.I slowly crouched and placed the flowers carefully before the black stone engraved with his name.Alpha King Cyrus.Even now, seeing those words carved into stone still felt unreal. For a long moment, I simply stared at the grave without speaking.Then quietly, I reached out and brushed away a few fallen leaves resting near the flowers.“I brought the kind you liked,” I whispered.My voice sounded small in the vast silence.“You always said white flowers looked dignified.”A bitter smile tugged briefly at my
Haven’s POVI stared at the tablet in my hands as another notification appeared. Another wave of comments flooding the internet.The video showed me years ago at the academy laughing while another girl cried. In it, I was humiliating people and mocking omegas.The comments underneath were vicious.“She’s disgusting.”“I always knew Haven was fake.”“Aiden ruined his life for THIS woman?”“No wonder Rue left.”My fingers shook so hard I almost dropped the tablet.“No…” I whispered.How had this surfaced? Who uploaded it?Percy.It had to be Percy. That monster and psychopath. He was destroying me piece by piece.I threw the tablet across the room and it slammed into the wall and shattered.Blue flinched from the couch.The moment I looked at her face, my breathing stopped. My daughter was looking at me with fear.“Blue…” I said quickly.She shrank backward immediately.“No, baby… Mommy’s okay…”But she shook her head.“I saw the video…”My stomach dropped.“You… what?”Her tiny lips tr
Rue’s POVI sat inside the black SUV parked across the narrow street, staring at the apartment building in silence. It was old, not old in the charming sense, this place looked exhausted.The paint on the walls had peeled away years ago. Rust stained the metal railings. The windows were fogged with grime, and several balconies had laundry hanging from them like surrender flags.This was where Haven’s mother lived now. Not the luxurious townhouse she used to flaunt to everyone. Not the carefully curated home filled with expensive furniture. This was a one-room apartment.I lowered my gaze to the badge in my hand.Haven’s badge. The silver surface was scratched, but her name was still visible. The moment I had received it from the investigators, I knew Haven had something to do with Sora’s death.It was minutes of me staring at the place when the apartment door downstairs suddenly opened. A thin woman stepped outside carrying a small grocery bag.Haven’s mother.I almost didn’t recogniz
Haven‘s POV“Rue,” I said, forcing my voice steady. “Are you following me now?”She didn’t respond. Something about that silence made irritation flare inside me.“You should be careful,” I continued, my tone turning sharp. “If you continue following me around, just remember that your daughter…”The slap came out of nowhere.My head snapped to the side, the sting spreading instantly across my cheek.I stared at her in shock. “You…”“Dont ever mention my daughter. And in case you have forgotten, I’m still going to avenge my father.”Her voice was quiet.“You think you can…”Another slap followed, and this time, my vision blurred for a second as I stumbled slightly.“You bitch!” I spat, my voice shaking. “Do you think….”Her gaze sharpened.“If you come near my daughter again,” she said slowly, each word deliberate, “I’ll make you pay double.”My throat tightened. I wanted to fight back and scream. To tear her apart. But my body wouldn’t move. Even yet, rage built up inside me. “You t
Haven’s POVVeronica paced in front of the ICU, her heels clicking on the floor tiles like marbles.“She’s too young,” she whispered, almost to herself. “She doesn’t have the experience, may have learned a trick or two from the shaman, but she can’t do it. What if she makes things worse?”Alpha Nei
Haven’s POVTime stretched out thin in the corridor, a mixture of the horrid hospital stench, fear and anxiety. The silence was palpable as everyone chose to stick to their own thoughts. For three hours, except for the beeping of machines, clink of medical equipment, and occasional groans from oth
Rue’s POVThe silence made the scratching of Iris’ pencil loud. The rhythmic sound was occasionally interrupted by frustrated sighs. I looked up from the file I was reviewing and caught her nibbling the rubber end of the pencil, eyes fixed in concentration. It was like looking at a younger version
Haven’s POVThe sun felt vengeful. Five hours had already gone by waiting for Rue, and by the time it ended, my skin was cracked and dry. The butler’s attitude had changed the moment he learned we were from Half Moon Pack. He was polite before that; but he got frosty the instant the word left our







