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I woke up and found myself lying in a soft bed, surrounded by unfamiliar surroundings. The room was tastefully decorated with warm hues and plush furniture, exuding an air of luxury and comfort. The scent of lavender filled the air, calming my senses and soothing my troubled mind.As I sat up. My head spun with residual fatigue, and memories of the previous night flooded back. The rejection, the pain, and then being carried by the alpha king. It was all still fresh in my mind, though a part of me wondered if it had all been a dream it felt like all this happened a few minutes ago.I glanced around, searching for any signs of the Alpha king’s presence, but the room appeared to be empty. Still feeling weak, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and slowly rose to my feet. I winced as a dull ache resonated through my body, a reminder of my physical exhaustion.The door creaked open, and a woman with silver-gray hair entered the room.“Hi dear hope you feel better?” she said as she offered me a glass of water and dropped some clothes on the bed.“I’m good but Where am I?" I managed to ask, my voice weak and raspy as I collected the glass from her.”"You're in the Alpha King's palace," The woman replied. "He found you unconscious at the edge of the pack's territory and brought you here. You've been asleep for almost a day now. He asked me to cater for you and make sure you’re fed and feeling better”“Oh….. thank you, “ I replied not knowing what to say about my mate who rejected me suddenly caring about my well-being.“Your welcome dear, drink the water you need,” She said as she brought out some towels from the wardrobe in front of me.Shocked by how I drank a full glass of water in less than a minute, I dropped the cup as I asked if I could use the bathroom.“Yes dear, you can just take the clothes and towel and freshen up while l get your food ready, just go to the bathroom over there they should be soap there for you to use”. She replied to my question smiling as she offered me the towels and clothes and pointed out the bathroom to me.“Ok thank you very much,” I replied as I collected the towels, no one has ever been this kind to me before or even smiled at me the way she does.I step into the bathroom, feeling a sense of awe wash over me. The air is filled with a delicate aroma, and a hint of lavender, and the bathroom smelt just like mate as if it were designed to soothe the senses. My eyes immediately gravitate towards the expansive marble flooring, each tile gleaming under the warm, gentle glow of the crystal chandelier hanging above.As I make my way further into the bathroom, my gaze is drawn toward the centerpiece of this luxurious oasis—a grand, freestanding bathtub positioned near a floor-to-ceiling window. The natural light cascades in, casting a soft glow upon the white, velvety towels meticulously arranged on a nearby towel rack. The design of the bathroom was unique and the materials used were something I’ve never seen before even in my old pack.My eyes wander towards the mirrored wall above the double vanity and saw I was wearing a man’s clothes, my mate's clothes, I turned crimson red as I thought of him dressing but suddenly remembering the marks all over my body I just hope he wasn’t disgusted. I gently removed the clothes and placed them inside the basket beside the vanity.Remembering what the old lady said I pondered on what the future held for me, would my mate accept me back or would he ask me to leave? No matter what, I was determined to leave, It’s about time I know myself, and try to see if I can know where my parents are from but without a knowledge of who they are It Is going to be so hard.As I stepped under the shower I adjusted the water temperature and let the water fall on me, closing my eyes flashback of the rejection played in my head. I cried my heart out letting the water wash away my tears and dirt. If only it could also wash my pains away.After spending so much time in the water, I came out and cleaned myself. After tying another towel to my hair, I wore the gown the woman gave me, it was a little bit big but it was better than being naked. I removed the towel from my hair even though it was still damp it was manageable.As I walked out of the bathroom I looked around again making sure everything was well organized the same way I met it. I closed it and saw the woman arranging some shoes on the floor.“Well look who finally came out of the bathroom,” she said as she dropped the last scandal on the floor and stood up.“Sorry ma’am, I didn’t mean to waste your time,” I replied as I bowed my head down as the submissive spirit came in.“Is okay dear, you don’t need to be sorry I’m here to serve you besides you needed that bath. Now sit down and let’s fix your hair,” She said while smiling and pushing out the stool in front of the mirror for me to sit.“Thank you ma’am” I replied as I sat down thinking about how a woman is so kind despite her rank.“Now what’s your name young lady,” She asked as she brushed my hair while drying it.“My name is Emily,” I replied with a smile that seemed forced.“Well Emily my name is Helena, and I must say you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen,” She said as she looked at me through the mirror.Not knowing what to say as no one as ever called me beautiful before I simply said thank you even though I didn’t believe it.“If I may ask Emily why are your eyes violet, I believe you’re an Omega,” She said as she packed my hair into a ponytail.“Yes I’m an omega, I believe I was born with such eye color though I don’t know my parents” I replied as I played with my fingers.“Oh…… sorry for being so direct with my question dear I was just being a curious old lady.” She said while she dropped the brush on the table.While admiring my hair in the mirror I smiled at her and said thank you, my hair never looked this good, my hair was well laid into a ponytail something I have never done to my hair before.As I stood up from the chair she gave me scandals to pick from and I picked the red one since the dress was red and it fits perfectly, After wearing the shoe I looked up at her and saw her smiling. Apart from the old lady being nice, she looked happy and peaceful, something I'd never seen before.“Well you picked the scandals I thought would suit you best, I guess we have similar taste,” She said as she dropped the tray of food on the side table.Looking at the meal in front of me I didn’t know what to say, I’d never eaten this much in my old pack. As she dropped it she ushered me to eat.After eating not a little amount I suddenly felt full but was saved by the door opening. As the door opened a young man came looked at the old lady and went out, guessing they spoke through the mind link.As he left she looked at me saying when I’m through she would take me to the Alpha King, immediately my heart skipped a beat at the mention of the Alpha King. Memories of our encounter and his rejection flooded back, intensifying the pain within me. I tried to push those thoughts aside and focus on the present.Emily’s POVThe clock struck midnight. Not a servant, not Lilith, not even a whisper of attention. Hunger gnawed at my stomach, thirst clung like fire to my throat, but the thought of Renon and the nightmare that awaited me filled me with rage.I could not marry him. I would rather die than let him claim me in that way, let him cage me with promises I despised. My mind raced, desperate, planning. If no one would help me, then I would escape myself.The silver chains bit into my wrists, cold and heavy, but not enchanted. They were ordinary, yet I knew I could not wait for magic to save me. I forced every ounce of the power I had left. Pain lanced through my arms, veins threatening to burst, but I refused to falter. The chains trembled, then snapped, the links splintering as if they had been paper. I fell to my knees, gasping, but free.The door, as if sensing my determination, swung open quietly. A miracle or perhaps just negligence but the two guards stationed there were slumped agai
Marcus’s POVThe cold wind lashed against my face as I rode north, the steady pounding of hooves beneath me echoing the restlessness in my chest.I had no time to lose. Every second that ticked by, Emily slipped further and further from my reach. Elena had told me she was taken somewhere near the river bend, but as I pushed my horse harder in that direction, dread began to coil in my stomach.When I finally arrived, my eyes swept over the area, trees stretching tall, the steady trickle of the river breaking the silence but nothing else. No scent of a rogue pack lingering in the woods. No overturned leaves or broken twigs to suggest a struggle. Not even a shred of fabric or footprints. Just emptiness.I clenched my jaw, frustration and helplessness burning through me. My hands tightened on the reins, my wolf pacing beneath my skin. Where are you, Emily?I dismounted, stalking the riverbank, searching for anything, any sign that she had truly been here. It was as if she had been swall
Emily’s POVThe dim glow of the chamber candles flickered against the stone walls. My thoughts had been restless after what I did to Renon.Sitting across from Elara, the powerful witch with her striking red hair and piercing emerald eyes, I finally found the courage to voice what had been haunting me.“I keep having these dreams,” I whispered, my voice raw, uncertain. “But they don’t feel like dreams. They feel… real, like they mean something.”Elara arched a brow, motioning for me to continue.“There’s this old woman,” I said, my hands twisting nervously in my lap. “I never see her fully, but I know she’s there. And her eyes… They're violet. Just like mine.” I hesitated, chewing on my lip. “She always feels familiar, like she’s a part of me, but I can’t explain why.”Elara didn’t interrupt. Her gaze held steady, patient, as if she already knew more than she would admit.“And then there’s the bat,” I continued, shuddering at the memory. “It came to me in one of my dreams. I killed it
Marcus’s POVBeth’s eyes bored into mine, sharp and searching, but I had no patience left for her. My chest still ached, my body fragile from what Elaria had told me, and my thoughts were already tangled with guilt I couldn’t shake.“What do you want, Beth?” I asked, my voice low, weary, but firm. “I don’t want to see you right now.”She flinched at the edge in my tone, but quickly masked it with that familiar softness she often wielded when she wanted to bend my will. “Marcus,” she said, taking a careful step forward, “I came to apologize.”I narrowed my eyes.“For what?” I asked flatly.Her lips pressed together before she sighed. “For what I did during the council meeting. I shouldn’t have spoken against you like that. It wasn’t my place.”The apology should have meant something, but it felt rehearsed. My silence lingered between us, heavy and uncomfortable. She was waiting for me to acknowledge it, to forgive her, but I refused to give her that satisfaction.When the silence stret
Marcus’s POVSlowly, painfully, I clawed my way back toward consciousness. The first thing I felt was the pounding in my skull. Then, the ache in my chest became deep.I gasped, my eyes flying open, only to squint against the dim glow of unfamiliar candles. The air smelled of herbs and smoke, not the earth of my pack’s lands. I sat up too quickly, dizziness crashing over me, forcing me back down against soft sheets I didn’t recognize.“Easy.”The voice was calm and steady sounding familiar. I turned my head, and there stood Alex. Relief flickered through me. If Alex was here, then at least I wasn’t completely alone in whatever pit of uncertainty I had landed in.“Alex…” My voice was hoarse, strained. “Where…where am I? This isn’t home.”“You’ve been unconscious for two days,” Alex explained, his eyes sharp with concern. “We tried everything, the healers, even the wolf-shamans. Nothing worked. So we brought you here, to Elaria.”“Elaria?” The name sent a ripple of unease through me.“
Emily’s POVThe sound of Renon’s laughter was harsh and mocking. I tugged weakly at the chains cutting into my wrists, my breaths shallow and ragged, my entire body trembling. “You want to know what I put into you?” Renon sneered, his voice carrying a dangerous delight. “Relax…It wasn’t poison, Emily. No, it was something far more… dangerous.”I swallowed hard, forcing myself to meet his gaze even as fear coiled in my chest like a serpent ready to strike. “What was it?” My voice cracked, but I managed to keep it steady enough.His smile widened, and he stepped closer, crouching just enough to look directly into my eyes. “It was created by one of the most powerful witches to have ever lived. A concoction that was made to trigger every shred of power inside of you.” His lips curled upward, exposing a grin filled with arrogance. “But power, my dear, always comes with consequences.”His words sent a shiver through me. My wolf stirred inside, growling low, restless, as if already resistin







