ログインSerafine’s POVSilence pressed in on me the moment Bran left.I stayed by the door, my back against it, my fingers curled loosely at my sides like I had forgotten how to move.‘You’ll be free.’ those words of his echoed in my mind again.A shaky breath slipped past my lips.“Why does it feel like this?” I whispered to the empty room.My chest tightened painfully, like something inside me was being pulled apart. I pushed myself off the door and dragged my feet back into the living room.The two cups of coffee still sat on the table.His cup, which was half empty, was still warm.My fingers hovered over it for a second before I picked it up without thinking. I stared down at it, my reflection faintly staring back at me from the dark surface.Everything about today felt unreal. Bran apologizing. And saying he was letting me go.I sank down onto the couch again, pulling my legs up beneath me as I held the cup between both hands.“I wanted this.” I murmured to myself.Didn’t I?I squeezed
Saskia’s POV“How dare he?!” I slammed the door close behind me, the sound echoing loudly through the house.I stood there for a moment, my hand still resting on the handle as my jaw clenched tightly.How dare Bran threaten me?!The way he looked at me like I was the enemy.A sharp breath left my lungs as I stepped further into the room, my heels clicking softly against the floor. My chest rose and fell unevenly, but I refused to let myself feel it. Because if I did I would break something. And right now, breaking things wouldn’t help me.I walked toward the mirror slowly, my reflection staring back at me. I was perfect.But my eyes betrayed me. They were burning with anger.“He warned me…” I whispered softly, my lips curling. “He actually warned me.”A humorless laugh slipped out of my lips.My fingers curled slowly against the edge of the dresser the moment his voice echoed in my head again. ‘...Don’t you ever fucking touch her.’His voice was lethal. Like the typical ruthless Bra
Alpha Bran’s POVA low groan slipped past my lips as I shifted and then blinked. Light streamed through the windows, cutting across the room and landing directly on my face. My brows furrowed as I squinted against it, my head pounding faintly.It was already morning. A soft groan left me again. I had fallen back asleep after I woke up last night.A quiet scoff almost left me, but the sound died in my throat as a voice broke through the silence.“Morning, Alpha.”My head turned sharply toward the sound. And I saw my Beta, Aric, was seated casually on the couch opposite mine, one arm draped over the backrest like he had all the time in the world.“When did you get here?” My voice came out rough, edged with sleep.“About thirty minutes ago,” I dragged a hand down my face, exhaling slowly as I leaned back into the couch.“It seems you were having a good dream.” Aric continued, tilting his head.A sharp hiss escaped me. “I wish it were so.”Aric studied me for a second, then shifted sli
Alpha Bran’s POV My chest tightened, seeing her in so much pain.“Mom…” I called again, my voice barely holding together.The word had barely left my lips when she said, “Don’t call me that,” her voice was weak but laced with venom. “I will never be a mother to a beast.”My heart stopped.My throat tightened painfully as I stared at her, my hands trembling at my sides. “Why do you keep calling me that?”“Because that’s what you are,” she said flatly.My heart broke. “A human and a wolf living in one body,” she continued, her tone cold, almost clinical. “Tell me… what else would you call that?”I shook my head instinctively, tears spilling down my cheeks. “No…” I whispered. “No, I’m not a beast.”“If something is neither fully human nor fully animal,” she pressed, her voice rising slightly, “then what is it, Bran?”I shook my head again, more desperately this time. “I’m not a beast.” my voice broke completely now. “I’m not.”My chest heaved as sobs forced their way out. “I’m your son.
Alpha Bran’s POVMonths later, the smell of blood clung to the evening air, crawling into my lungs the moment I stepped into the courtyard.But that wasn’t what made me stop training. It was the whispers.“The Alpha found her with a human. They were getting married.”“She was wearing a wedding dress.”My heart dropped.It couldn't be what I was thinking.My feet were already moving before my mind could catch up. The training field faded behind me as I pushed through the corridors, past startled servants who barely had time to move out of my way.My chest tightened painfully, each breath sharp and uneven as dread curled in my stomach. I turned the corner and froze.There she was. My mother.Her white dress was stained with blood. It splattered across the fabric in ugly streaks, soaking into the lace, dripping down the hem.Her hair was disheveled, her face tear-streaked with messed up make up, her body trembling as two guards held her tightly in place.And beside her was a man, who wa
Alpha Bran’s POVAnd that was when I saw him. An eleven-year-old boy, who looked a lot bigger and stronger than me.I turned to look at my father. He had a weird smile on his face as he gaze locked on me.I turned back to my opponent. I was almost half his height. My small hands clenched into fists, my heart pounding so loudly it drowned out the roaring crowd.“Begin!” The command echoed through the arena.I barely had time to brace myself before the boy lunged at me. He was fast. His fist collided with my face before I could even react.Pain exploded through my jaw as my body hit the ground hard, the impact knocking the air out of my lungs.The crowd roared in excitement.I gasped, struggling to breathe as I pushed myself up on shaky arms. My vision spun.My head throbbed.“Get up,” the older boy sneered, circling me like a predator. “Don’t tell me this is the Alpha’s son.”Laughter rippled through the crowd. My fists tightened. I forced myself to stand. My legs trembled beneath me.
Saskia’s POV I was lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling, my phone resting on my chest. Every minute, I lifted it to see if I got a call or message. And with a frustrated sigh, I would drop it back down because there was none. Grand-uncle Larkin should have called by now. I rolled onto my side
Alpha Bran’s POVThey would demand I choose between my human mate and the pack, which I wasn't sure I could do. I was going to say something else when one of the elders spoke again. “We heard that Javier was imprisoned because he tried to stop Serafine from escaping.”Another elder leaned forward.
Bran’s POVThe question echoed in my skull long after Elder Larkin’s voice faded.My wolf, Ryker, lunged forward savagely. ‘Yes, she is ours. Say it.’The truth rose to my tongue like fire. My chest tightened with the need to claim her openly. To let them know that Serafine was not a slave. Not a d
Alpha Bran’s POVSaskia broke away from my arms so abruptly it caught me off guard. Her body went rigid, her expression going blank. I followed her line of sight and found Serafine standing a few feet away. Her eyes were red with rage. And cold. They locked onto Saskia. And if eyes could kill, Sas







