MasukHermosa pov The long conversations between the Alpha King and me were enjoyable. His cold eyes hid a warmth he was trying hard to keep secret. His muscles were just as I remembered—strong and toned—and his jawline was sharp. Nothing about him was simple. I knew that being here was dangerous.His energy was dark and calm, which I expected from an Alpha. But something about him stayed with me, and it made me feel uneasy.He calmly asked if I wanted to go on a trip with him. He didn’t really give me a choice. If I said no, he might start to suspect me, especially after what happened in the chamber. Images of his body flashed through my mind as I tried to act normal. Even now, I knew he was daring me to go with him.This wasn’t a request—it was an order. I could feel it in his gaze. Still, I was curious about the darkness in his eyes; it reminded me of Rapheal. I bit my lip, wondering if I was making the right choice or if I was walking into a trap.He stared at me so intensely that I wo
RAGAL POV (Alpha Lycan King)“Yes, I know everything.” I rose from my seat, looming over the gathered council. “But I choose to keep silent.”“Alpha King!” One of the elders rushed forward instantly, prostrating himself before me. “I had no part in those crimes,” he whimpered, terrified that he might be the next soul dragged to the dungeon.Murmurs rippled through the air as the accused exchanged frantic glances. Heads bowed in collective shame. A dark satisfaction curled within me at the sight of their crumbling composure.I scoffed. They were master pretenders—every last one of them. “Then tell me, was it I who violated my own laws?” My voice, deceptively calm yet vibrating with authority, silenced the room.“Get up and get out of my sight. I have matters to attend to.”I strode out of the hall. Morgan stood by the heavy doors, one hand tucked behind his back as he executed a crisp bow.“The file on the girls, Alpha King.” He handed me a brown folder containing the background intell
RAGAL POV (Alpha Lycan King)I donned the fresh suit and pants brought by my Beta. He stood outside the chambers, patiently waiting for me. What Morgan did today was the core definition of obedience—the exact kind of loyalty I seek. Those elders will soon learn why power should be honored.All of them knew the chambers were out of bounds for anyone; not even the pack’s personal maid entered here. They had tested my patience long enough—it was time I gave them a taste of my own madness. I yanked the door open, almost tearing it from its hinges in a fit of rage, the thought of the elders’ disobedience spilling through my every movement.“Where are they?” My voice came out deep and commanding. I met Morgan’s fearful gaze.“The main hall, sir.”“Good,” I said coldly, dismissing the lingering heat of my transformation to focus on those elders. These days, the plagues provided enough reason for them to wag their tongues against me. I would teach them how to kneel and beg for mercy. I smirke
Hermosa’s POVThe maid escorted us back to our respective rooms. As we walked, I kept a sharp eye on Lucy. Her face held a sense of calm—a serenity I hadn’t seen in her before, and it made me feel restless. Just before the maid could leave us, I reached out, grabbed Lucy by the arm, and dragged her into my room. I pressed my fingers to my lips, signaling for absolute silence.She closed her mouth instantly, her ears practically glued to my face, waiting for my next words.“Why did you have to talk?” I demanded in a harsh whisper.She breathed in deeply, her shoulders sagging. “He was going to find out eventually, Hermosa. I didn't know what else to do in that moment.”“You could have just kept your lips tight,” I heaved, feeling the weight of my mission becoming more difficult than I had ever imagined.“I’m sorry,” she apologized softly, her head lowering in shame.I reached out and raised her chin so she had to look at me. “It’s fine. It’s done now. Just follow my rules from here on
Alpha King POVI snatched the keys from the desk, my movements urgent as I headed straight toward the sanctuary of my private chamber. A sharp, searing pain doubled me over, radiating deep within my abdomen as I clutched at my stomach, trying to hold myself together.I hated this. I hated not being in complete control of my own body. The staircase seemed to wobble beneath my feet, swaying like a ship in a storm, and my hands gripped the railings tightly just in case I lost my balance and tumbled down.Taking just a few steps more, I stopped to breathe in deeply, trying to steady my racing heart. Under normal circumstances, the transformation would take a grueling three to four hours to fully set in, but today, everything seemed to be accelerating at a terrifying pace.I made a mental note to visit the witch for more vials today; clearly, the dosage wasn't holding. My knees trembled, threatening to give way with every step I took; it required every ounce of my sheer will to keep on goi
Alpha King's POVI watched as they sat at the dining table, my eyes fixed on her—the one who had almost ruined my crotch. I laughed inwardly, enjoying this moment. When her eyes met mine, it was a startling connection. I knew she regretted that moment in the hospital, and I wasn't about to let it go, especially after saving her life.The dress hugged her figure perfectly, revealing a set of hips that swayed with her steps, her long, thick hair covering her shoulder blades. I leaned back, enjoying my view. She looked really good compared to the last time I had found her—more dead than alive. I grabbed a glass of wine, sipping it slowly while watching her like a hawk. She shifted awkwardly on her seat, fueling my suspicion. It wasn't sheer coincidence that I had rescued her.It seemed planned. The rooftop, the awkward guard, and Rapheal's cold gaze directed at her.Her eyes were firmly on her plate, as if something interesting was going on that I couldn't see. The knife in her hand furi







