LOGINGrayson’s POVI had been in the hospital for three damn days, watching machines beep around Clara while I sat there doing nothing but wait for her to regain consciousness. She was just discharged this morning. And we were back in my lakehouse. I leaned back in the chair beside her bed, watching her as she adjusted herself against the headboard. The faint rustle of the sheets sounded in the silence.She looked better. Although there was still a dull paleness to her skin, a fragility in the way she moved, like her body hadn’t fully decided it was ready to function again. A faint bruise peeked from her hairline, barely visible unless you knew it was there. She had gotten it from her fall three days ago.I exhaled slowly, running a hand through my hair before reaching for the tray I had placed on the bedside table.“I made something light for you to eat. Chicken broth.” I muttered. “Try to eat. Even if it's just a spoonful.”Clara let out a soft chuckle as she took the bowl from me, her
Serafine’s POVThe first strike stole the air from my lungs.The whip landed on my back every second, pain followed, mercilessly ripping through my back like claws tearing flesh from bone. My body jerked against the restraints. My wrists were bound high above my head. My ankles secured to the bloodstained platform beneath me.A scream tore out of my throat as more strikes landed on my already sore back. Each lash carved deeper than the last, slicing through skin, through muscle. The sound echoed louder than my cries. The crack of leather against flesh, the sickening rhythm of punishment.I could feel the warm blood slipping down my back in slow, cruel trails.“Harder!” someone shouted from the crowd gathered around me, watching.“She deserves it!”“How dare she try to kill the future Luna!”“Pathetic human!”The more I cried out in pain. The more it excited the onlookers. Like I was some sort of interesting tv show they were watching. Tears blurred my vision, dripping down my cheek
Alpha Bran’s POVI turned to face Saskia. She was still on the floor, trembling like a leaf. Her hands clutched at her dress.I was expecting her to give me the name I wanted. But no. She chose to remain silent after agreeing to mention the name.My eyes narrowed at her.“Well?” I prompted, my voice edged with impatience. Her lips parted and closed back in the same second. Her eyes filled with fear as they looked at me. I raised a brow, irritation flickering through me. “Why aren’t you saying anything?”She broke down. Fresh tears spilled down her face as a sob ripped from her chest, uncontrollably.“I—I can’t…” she cried, shaking her head frantically. “I really can’t tell you, Bran… I can’t…”My jaw tightened.“There it is again,” I muttered coldly. “That same pathetic excuse.”Her crying only grew louder.“You don’t understand!” she sobbed, her hands clutching her hair again like she was trying to rip the thoughts out of her own head. “If I say anything… I’ll die! Not just me—Javi
Alpha Bran’s POV“When did you become this person?” I growled, my voice low and lethal as my fingers tightened around Saskia’s throat.Her body jerked against the wall, her feet barely brushing the ground as she struggled in my grip. Her face had turned red, her eyes glossy with tears as her hands clawed desperately at my wrist. Her scratches were useless to me.“Is it becoming Luna that made you like this?” I demanded again, my voice rising, raw with fury.My wolf howled inside me, feral and unrelenting. ‘Kill her.’The urge slammed into me like a wave. My vision blurred at the edges, red creeping in as my control frayed.She tried to speak but only broken, strangled sounds came out. Her lips trembled, her chest heaving uselessly as air refused to fill her lungs.Pathetic!This thing in my hands… was this truly the woman I once trusted? Loved?Her eyelids began to flutter. That was what snapped me out of my rage. I didn’t want her dead. At least not yet.With a sharp snarl, I release
Alpha Bran’s POVFUCK!!She confessed. Did she think it would make her punishment easier?My mind drifted back to the moment I sat watching my mate sledping. The door to my bedroom had burst open without warning.“Alpha.” Aric called urgently, rushing in. “You were right. Saskia was the one who sent the assassins.” I wasn’t surprised. I was only disappointed. Because I had hoped my instincts were wrong. That Saskia wasn't so rotten to do such thing. But that moment proved me wrong. She actually did it. And it made my blood boil.“Was she assisted?” I asked.“Yes,” Aric said.He stepped forward and handed me his phone. “Listen to this.”My brows furrowed as I took it, pressing play.The audio crackled for a second, then voices filled the room.The first voice made my blood run cold instantly.‘...Why do you always find a way to mess things up?’I drew the phone speaker closer to my ear. I was fucking sure it was Elder Larkin speaking.‘What did I do wrong this time around?’ The sec
Saskia’s POVMy breath caught in my throat. Everything inside me went cold.“B… Bran…” I whispered, my voice barely forming his name as my body trembled uncontrollably.He stood at the doorway like death itself.“Where are you going?” he asked coldly and stepped into the room.Instinctively, I stepped back. My heart slamming violently against my ribs, each beat louder than the last. My palms went clammy, my legs weak as fear crawled up my spine. He took another step towards me. And I took another back. It repeated again and again. Until my back hit the wall. And a soft gasp left my lips as reality sank in.There was nowhere left to go. No escape for me.Bran’s eyes never left mine. They were empty of anything soft but terrifyingly dark.He took another step closer to me. “Why are you hiding in a hotel room?” he suddenly barked, his voice exploding through the room like thunder.I flinched hard, a broken whimper escaping my lips.“And I asked you something,” he continued,. “Where wer
Serafine’s POVMy heart pounded as I watched the chaos outside. I shoved the letter into the pocket of my dress with shaking hands.Smoke clawed its way into my room, the scent of blood followed closely behind. My chest ached. I clutched the window frame, my legs weak from watching wolves crashing
Alpha Bran’s POVI walked ahead, taking long strides to my ride. Aric walked closely behind me. The overhead lights flickered as we approached the car. Aric opened the door and slid into the passenger seat while I took the wheel.“The warriors have already left. The captain divided them into two un
Alpha Bran’s POVJavier’s apartment sat at the eastern part of the pack house. I hadn’t been here since he moved in. It was my first time coming to his place. I climbed the steps two at a time, already rehearsing in my mind what I would say to Saskia. Her voice reached me before I saw her.“…after
Alpha Bran’s POV Aric moved closer, lowering his voice. “If he dies, you know the consequences. Is it worth it?”My wolf, Ryker, paced, savage and relentless inside me. He wasn't heeding to Aric’s advice.“Just kill me, Bran,” Grayson rasped, blood at the corner of his mouth. “I will never tell yo







