MasukTamara's POV
“Tammy, I know you're upset but you need to eat something,” Mother said, trying to guide a spoonful of porridge past my lips.
It had been two days since my discharge, I hadn't eaten a single morsel of food and I was planning to keep it that way
“Upset?” I spat out, “is that all you have to say about the death of your unborn grandchild?”
Mother's face went pale, she placed the porridge aside and folded her hands on her lap, her signature move.
“It was unfortunate,” She had enough shame to admit that, “but maybe it's for the best, what good would it be to be pregnant for your sister's man?”
“Get out…” I said quietly, she shifted uncomfortably on her chair but didn't budge beyond that. “Tam, Tiana is your twin and Caden is practically the brother you never had. Can you say you won't regret it if you cut them off?”
My eyes blazed with rage.
“What more do you people want from me? What else am I required to give to that traitor before it will be enough. She already has my mate and she made me lose my baby…my pup…” I choked up, “What else?! Should I rip my heart out of my chest and give it to her…tell me, will that be enough?!” I knocked that blow of porridge spilling its contents.
Father stepped into my chambers, he must have sensed his mate was troubled.
Mother crumpled into his arms and he stroked her hair.
He raised his head to glare at me.
“Tamara we have been understanding enough, but do not forget that your mother is still my mate and I am the Beta of this pack, you will respect her whether you want to or not.”
I was breathing heavily, my chest rising and falling with the lump in my throat.
Father's Beta aura was strong…suffocating even.
Against it I couldn't retort, just melt into a puddle of tears.
He enveloped Mother in a side hug.
“we'll leave you to collect your thoughts, but I want you to think long and hard if you are ready to let go of everyone you've ever cared about just because of some childish love, “
As soon as both of them stepped out I was able to breathe easier.
Childish?!
I've lost everything kicked down to my lowest, and they were telling me I was being childish?!
Tiana and Caden carried on with the mating ceremony after I was rushed to the hospital. I watched the video afterwards as an act of pure masochism because each second tore a new hole in my heart.
I saw him as he held her looking down at her tenderly as if she was the most precious thing on Earth.
The same vows he should have said to me were given to her.
And when they kissed-i couldn't bear another second.
I ended the video then.
Mother already told me that they were making preparations to leave for their honeymoon.
“They insisted on waiting until you had recovered fully before going.” mother told me, as if I was supposed to throw my hands in the air in jubilation.
How very considerate of them, waiting till I was fully conscious to know that both of them were going on my dream honeymoon together.
A honeymoon that I had single-handedly planned myself because Caden was ‘too busy’.
“I can't do this,” I said to myself and my empty room, “I can't.”
I dragged myself off the bed, the floorboard was cold against the bottom of my feet.
Looking around I recalled that this had not always been my bedroom.
“Tiana is having a hard time adjusting, why don't you let her have your room?”
Back then my response was an enthusiastic yes. What else was it going to be when a sister I had missed until it physically hurt somehow made it back home?
But it just wouldn't stop there.
She just kept taking.
As long as it was mine it had to be surrendered to her.
I threw my windows open, a cold wind caressed my face brushing past the tears that had begun to trickle down.
If I let it all go ... .if I let this wind carry me far far away from here to somewhere where I would not have to share anything with Tiana anymore…would I finally be happy?
A servant knocked on my door.
I walked over, opening the door just half an inch, “What?” I had no patience for anything or anyone.
“The young alpha wishes to see you. He is in the lounge.
I thought that maybe I could just dismiss the servant and return to the comfort of my grief.
But that morbid curiosity pushed me to get dressed, or maybe that was my way of explaining the residue of feelings I unfortunately still had towards him.
I arrived in the lounge dressed in black, Caden saw me and a brief look of acknowledgement met me as if I was no more than an acquaintance he had happened to come across.
Not the woman he once planned to spend the rest of his life with.
He didn't beat around the bush, just went straight to the point.
“Tamara, now that you have recovered, why don't you do both of us a favor and accept my rejection?”
I laughed, it was bitter and sore even to my own ears.
Mother had spoken glowingly of him and Tiana, said they couldn't bear to leave without checking on me. When in truth he just wanted to take care of this.
He saw the dirty look I was giving him and pulled out a checkbook lining up several zeros.
Caden ripped it out and held it up to me from the cozy cushioned chair he sat on.
“Here, this should be enough for you to start a new life somewhere else. Somewhere that isn't Crestwood.”
I swallowed and stared down at the check.
“Is this all i-we are worth? Aren't you going to ask me about our pup?”
His eyebrows furrowed together as if he was upset I dared bring it up.
“Your parents have already told me everything I need to know, now accept this rejection so we can both go our separate ways.”
Tamara’s POVThe silence after blood is never quiet.It hums.Low. Heavy. Like the air itself remembers what just happened and refuses to let it go.I sit on the edge of the narrow bed they dragged me back to, my hands still shaking, wrists raw where iron had kissed skin too tightly. The room is smaller than the dungeon, somehow worse. Stone walls. One torch. A single window too high to reach, barred like a reminder instead of a hope.My dress is ruined. Torn at the hem. Dark with dirt and something else I don’t want to name. I press my fingers into my palms until my nails bite, grounding myself in pain that belongs to me.I won’t cry.I won’t give this place that satisfaction.The door creaks.I don’t look up. I already know who it is. My body knows before my mind does, that shift in the air, that pull, that infuriating awareness that has followed me since the day Kieran first looked at me like I was both prey and problem.“Still alive,” he says.His voice is calm. Too calm. Like wha
Tamara’s POVThey didn’t untie me until we were far from the pack borders.Not out of kindness. Out of caution.The forest around us grew more and more wrong the farther we went. The trees twisted closer together, their branches clawing at the sky like skeletal fingers. The air smelled stale, heavy with rot and old blood. Even without a wolf, even without knowing territories by instinct, I felt it.This place was death waiting to happen.One of the warriors finally cut the chain from my wrist. The metal clanged to the ground, loud in the silence.“Run,” he muttered, eyes refusing to meet mine.I flexed my fingers slowly. My wrist burned, skin raw where iron had rubbed for too long.“Where am I?” I asked, though I already knew.No answer.The other warrior shifted uncomfortably. “If you’re smart, you’ll head east. If you’re not… well.”He shrugged.Then they were gone.Just like that.No dramatic shove. No final threat. Just abandonment in its purest form.I stood there for a long mome
Kieran’s POV“Would your father not care even if we sent your corpse to him?”The words lingered between us, thick and sharp, like smoke that refused to clear.Most prisoners cried at that point. Some begged. Some screamed my name like it would save them. Others fainted outright. I had seen it all. Fear always found a way to the surface.But Tamara Vladis only looked at me.Not with defiance.Not with terror.With something far worse.Acceptance.Her lips parted slowly, and when she spoke, her voice was calm enough to unsettle me.“Then you’d be wasting a perfectly good body.”My wolf reared back inside me, snarling, confused. She’s broken.No—broken things still clung to life.This one had already let go.I tightened my grip on her chin, forcing her to look at me fully. Her eyes were dull around the edges, like the light inside them had been scraped away piece by piece over time. There were shadows under them too—deep, permanent shadows that had nothing to do with exhaustion.“You ex
Kieren’s POV“A mind link just came from the border, some of the warriors said that there is an intruder; a rogue female. She has no park affiliation and claims not to be a spy but that is to be proven.” My personal aide Alex said completing his report.The pen within my grasp was placed at the side of my table. I inhaled a deep breath, as an alpha to a large pack there was really never a moment of rest.I pushed myself up to my feet half circling across my table and making a bee line for the door.Following procedure they were supposed to bring her to my throne room so that was where I was headed Alex dutifully followed beside me.I thought it was business as usual, imagine my surprise at the rollercoaster of emotions that hit me.I had found my mate.And out of the billion other women she could have been she just had to be the spawn of the man I despised with every drop of blood in my body.That night I knew I couldn't sleep.My body rolled from one side of the king sized bed over t
Tamara's POV “I have always loved you and always will, Tam. Nothing can change that.” Why does my mind keep replaying this same memory?He pressed a soft kiss against my forehead, playfully fiddling with my fingers. I beamed from one ear over to the next.“Same here. I don't think I'll know what to do if I ever lose you.” He raised my fingers up to his lips pressing what I thought was another sincere kiss. “That will never happen,” he promised. Then like a switch he flipped his hand shooting out and grabbing my neck in a vice grip.“It was all your fault! You stole her life. You-” “Let go of me!” I choked out the words, kicking my legs.I woke up with my leg striking between someone's thighs, taken off guard he wailed and crumbled on the floor.“Are you okay?” I blurted out as he was on his knees.It has been over 2 weeks since I cut off all ties with Crestwood pack and sought my own path, one that would eventually lead me back to revenge.I had promised that I would make all of
Tamara's POV He held the check higher as if I wasn't already seeing it. “Let's not drag this on any longer.” He said dismissively.When I still didn't take it from him he tossed the cheque on the floor.“What's wrong with you?” He snapped, “both of us already know that there is nothing left for you in Crestwood. You might not know this since you have been rotting in your room for the past few days but even the servants have turned you into a laughingstock.” I sighed, my chest falling so far it pressed into my ribs.“My only crime was loving you…” I said quietly, “is it really worth punishing me this way?” He crossed his legs.“It was your fault, you allowed yourself to be deceived. Anyone could have seen that I only had eyes for your sister since when we were just pups playing in the mud…” he stood up, walking past the fireplace, towering over me.“Tiana already told me everything, she said you were the one who dragged her to the border that day…” he grabbed at the back of my hair







