เข้าสู่ระบบElenaIt’s him.I could bet my empty wallet that it's no one else but him. A smile curled at the corners of my lips when the smoky aroma of venison wafted across the room.Smiling, I roused myself from the bed, but remained seated for a while before finally attempting to get up.Just in time, the door creaked open, and a pair of well-familiar eyes peeked into the room.“Good morning, my cutie bunny,” he said with a wide smile.I rolled my eyes, but my smile only widened as I remembered how quickly he had settled on calling me a bunny after winning a dare from a dare the other night.“Cutie bunny?” I repeated, a brow raised at him.“Huh?” He feigned furrowing his brows. “Does my lady perhaps want something else?”My eyes widened almost immediately. “Definitely, my lord.”Grinning, Logan pushed the door open and walked in with a tray sitting on his left arm.“Then tell me what my lady would love to have,” he asked.Still sitting on the bed, I stretched my arms toward him. “I think your
ElenaIt was a Saturday. So, I fortunately thought I'd be able to stay in bed longer than on any other day. Too bad, the Moon Goddess already had the day planned out her way without any consultation from me.My eyes darted around the hallway nervously the moment I stepped out of the Dean's office. “Your immediate presence has been requested at the packhouse on the order of the Alpha King,” he said. My heart thumped almost immediately as the words left his mouth. I was sure he noticed how much my jaw dropped, but he simply dismissed me with a tired sentence. “Now, get out of my office. A guard is waiting for you.” I could still feel the urgency in his voice crawling beneath my skin with every step I took toward the first presence my eyes caught. The guard.“I'm Elena Lockwell,” I announced from behind him.He turned around, unflinching. “Follow me.” Then he nodded at me. And without saying any more words, he headed out of the hallway.I scoffed with hate in my eyes. He wasn't eve
LoganAn hour later, the war room had finally gone quiet and it wasn't because the Elders had suddenly found a solution. But because I'd ordered them all to stop accusing one another all in the name of finding out who the spy was. I stood still by the table, staring down at the map for any other clue while the others slowly left the room to await the arrival of who had been summoned.Gerald, however, didn't move.His eyes remained on me, despite his obvious effort to look anywhere but at me.Reluctantly, I turned my gaze back to the content on the map. Still, I could feel Gerald's gaze lingering on me, almost piercing through my back. After a minute, I finally glanced over my shoulder in defeat and sucked in a loud breath. “What?” I asked. “Huh?” He cleared his throat, pretending ignorance. But I'm pretty sure he wasn't that dumb to think I wouldn't have caught him staring that hard. With a sigh, I turned around. Now, staring down at his five-foot-eight frame. “I asked what th
LoganThe war room hadn't felt this crowded. Or this tense… in years. Maps covered the oak table before me, held down at each corner with daggers and small iron weights. Red markings spread across the parchment, each one representing a rogue sighting or an attack.And none of it made sense… Neither to me. Nor to the Elders. “The rogues are becoming bolder, my Alpha King,” Elder Marcus muttered, tapping one thick finger against the map. “We should increase patrols around all the borders.”“We already have, Marcus. Remember?” another Elder from CrestStone Pack replied. “Doubling the patrols won't help if we don't know exactly where those bastards are hiding.” Slowly, the voices rose around me, one after another. “Then, I suggest we start searching the woods in every territory.”“And leave the border exposed while we follow your excellent idea, huh? Elder from BlackWood Pack.”“Well, we can't keep sitting around waiting for another attack on the people!” My fingers curled across my
Alpha Scarlett’s steps hastened into the room, dark enough to hide a face but not the faint outline of the man standing in the middle of the darkness. A small candle barely lightened the desolate space, its weak flame trembling whenever the night wind slipped through the narrow opening in the wall.Removing the hood of her black cloak, Scarlett leaned back against the wall, folding her arms tightly across her chest.“So, they found the rogues we kept away at mine,” she broke the silence, staring intensely into the man's eyes despite the darkness. The man didn't answer immediately. His fingers tapped slowly against his left thigh before he finally let out a low groan. “My boys were captured, Alpha Scarlett!” His voice rumbled with anger. “Don't you dare call them rogues.”His yellow eyes flickered through the darkness.Scarlett's brows pulled together, almost in anger before softening her expression in a split minute. At thirty-five, she had seen far more dangerous men than any fema
ElenaBrandon's lips thinned, and for once, he couldn't bring himself to look down at me as he usually did. His face tightened, guilt flickering across his features. However, it didn't last long before his despicable voice surfaced again.Relentlessly.“Nevertheless, you smelled the rogues, Elena,” he said, smiling. Watching him smile, something hot twisted inside my stomach, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth.Then, Brandon stepped closer. “Don't you think you owe me an explanation?” he drawled, softness now laced through his voice.My heart sank.There it was—the question I'd been dreading all day. For days, constant lies had covered my tracks. But would they also work on Brandon? However, I couldn't give myself away. Not with the arrogant bastard standing before me, determined to uncover exactly how I'd caught those rogues. I stifled a smile, looking him straight in the eye. “I already told everyone what I saw.” “Lies!” Brandon snapped almost immediately, and the air pulsed
Elena“The breeze is cool, Elena. I bet you would love it!” Edgar voiced out immediately after he stepped out of the old room.Definitely, outside was much different. So much filled with the liveness of the clean air than the musk of old books and aged furniture permeated across the large live-in o
Logan A wide grin spread across my face as I chopped the deer meat into pieces. I couldn't help but think of the girl— Elena. As much as I wished to get her image off my mind.Her pretty brow that stood right above… those silver eyes, her silky brown hair and above all— her beautiful smile. They c
Logan “Can you do this, young one?” I raised my gaze at the physician whose slow movement and words depicted how laggard he probably was. “Y…yes, Alpha King” he mumbled, his eyes lurking around the room from beneath his gaze like it was his first time being in the office. Who knows… perhaps it
Elena “Were you hurt anywhere?” Brandon asked, his stern gaze rolling over my body, almost piercing a hole on my skin. I hesitated for a bit before I finally found my word. “Nothing serious enough for you to worry about,” I said, disbelief lingering over my face as I stared at him blankly.Did Br







