LOGINBellaThe screams did not follow us back, but the silence did. It clung to us as we walked—heavy, suffocating—as though the punishment hall had not been left behind but had followed us into the throne room, seeping into the very walls and settling into the air we were forced to breathe. No one spoke. No one dared. Even the sound of our footsteps seemed muted, swallowed by something unseen… something that refused to let go of what had just happened.The elders who were dragged back into the hall no longer looked like the same men. Their robes—once pristine—were stained. Dark. Soaked. Clinging to their skin in a way that made it impossible to ignore what lay beneath. Blood. Their steps faltered as they were forced forward, their bodies trembling with every movement, every breath looking like it cost them something. I could hear it—the uneven rhythm of their breathing, the quiet, broken sounds they tried—and failed—to suppress.Gone. All of it was gone. The pride. The arrogance. The auth
BellaThe silence did not last long.It shattered the moment the guards moved.Heavy boots struck against the polished stone floor, sharp and synchronized, echoing through the grand hall like the toll of a bell announcing something grim… something inevitable.Before anyone could speak—before anyone could even fully process what had just been ordered—men were being dragged from their seats.Elders.Men who had just moments ago sat tall with pride, their voices loud with authority and arrogance, now struggling as iron grips clamped down on their arms."What—what is the meaning of this?!" one of them barked, his composure cracking as he tried to wrench himself free."You cannot lay your hands on me!" another roared, his voice no longer commanding, but desperate.No one answered them.The guards did not hesitate.They did not slow as Theorone's commands was backing them.Their expressions were blank. Empty. Obedient.As if the men they were dragging meant nothing.As if rank… meant nothin
BellaTheorone's council was noisy. So noisy that I couldn't even tell what the men seated across the long chairs in the hall were truly arguing for, their voices crashing into each other like waves in a storm with no end in sight."She is a wolf! I will not agree to this marriage!""A wolf being queen of the lycans? Half-blooded lycan or not, I will not let this happen!""I refuse to be alive and watch this happen. A mere werewolf can never become the queen of Lycans!""When she becomes the king's mate, would I also be mandated to bow and kneel to her as the lycan queen?"The voices were much… too much. So loud, so sharp, so filled with disgust that they drowned my thoughts completely.My thoughts that had already been questioning me since…Why I had acted that way before Theorone.Why I had let my wolf take over me so shamelessly.Why I had been… that desperate.Why I had been a whore begging for his touch, for his body… as if it were my salvation from a sin I didn’t even know I had
Theorone The dungeon reeked of iron and damp stone.It was a scent I knew too well… a scent that clung to power, to fear… to truth dragged out of unwilling mouths.I stood in the shadows, unmoving, unseen.And I watched.Lyra’s screams tore through the air, raw and jagged, scraping against the walls as if they could carve a way out. Her body jerked against the restraints, chains rattling with every futile struggle as one of the guards struck her again—hard, merciless, unrelenting.A whip cracked.Each lash split across her skin with a sickening precision, drawing blood that dripped slowly down her back, staining the stone beneath her feet.“Please—!” she choked, her voice breaking, splintering under the weight of pain. “I’ve told you everything. She was the one who made me do it—!”“Not everything,” my beta said coldly, his voice cutting through her pleas like a blade. “You’re still holding back.”Another strike.Her scream this time was weaker.GoodPain stripped people down… peeled
TheoroneMemories of my penis inside her flooded my head. Sliding in and out of her, her wet pussy, the way it coated my penis and made wet slush sounds as I thrust in and out of her.I shook my head, as if doing that was going to erase what just happened from my memories.How I had pushed her away the moment my lycan rested.How I had made sure that she didn't see me after. Not with the way I had been moaning under her touch and caprices, as if I were a man without control… as if I were someone I no longer recognized.For years, I have stayed away from women. All of them. Not with how Ruby had betrayed me in the past. Not with what she had done. Not with the way she had broken something in me that never quite healed.“She is our mate!” my lycan shouted in my head, relentless, unyielding—but I was quick to shut him down.“Ruby was our mate too!” I snapped back. She had been the first mate I found, and I had believed we were going to remain together forever. I had built my future aroun
Theorone My breath hitched the moment her lips brushed mine, soft at first—too soft, like she didn’t understand what she was starting.But I did.God, I did.My hand tightened around her waist, pulling her closer before I could even think about it. Before I could stop myself. Her body fit against mine like something I had been starving for without realizing it, and the second she melted into me, I was done for.The kiss deepened.Not gently. Not carefully.It turned consuming—hungry in a way that made my chest tighten as if I couldn’t get enough air, as if the only thing keeping me grounded was the feel of her mouth against mine. Her fingers curled into my shirt, clutching, holding on like she needed this just as badly.That was my undoing.A low sound escaped me, swallowed between our lips as I tilted my head, chasing more of her, taking, tasting—losing control with every second that passed. I should’ve pulled away.I wanted to.But my body refused.Every nerve in me was lit, alive,
BellaThe weakness spread through my limbs like poison.My paws dug into the dirt as I forced myself to stay standing, but the strength that had filled my body moments ago was slipping away faster with every breath. My chest heaved as I struggled to draw in air, the sharp scent of blood and earth b
BellaThe cold night air tore through my lungs as I dragged Theoreon across the clearing, every step sending sharp jolts of pain through my arms and shoulders. His weight pulled against me like an anchor, his body leaving a faint trail in the dirt behind us as I forced myself toward the thick bushe
Bella’s POV“Why do we need to keep walking?” I asked impatiently as Kade kept leading me on and on, deeper and deeper into the forest I couldn’t even recognize.The trees here were taller, older. Their branches twisted like claws above us, swallowing the moonlight. Even the air felt different — th
Chapter 17Theoreon’s POVI walked back into my chambers, heavy with thoughts I could no longer ignore. Doubts lingered in my mind, clawing at the edges of my control.I had wanted to execute Bella. When I first realized, through the mate bond, that she had tried to run from me, I had rushed to the







