LOGINThank you my lovely readers for being patient with me.
Serafine’s POVThe lingering sound of soft sobs pulled me from sleep.I shifted slightly under the blankets, still half asleep while the faint sound continued through the quiet room.My eyelids blinked open. The room was still dim from the early morning light filtering through the curtains. I remained still, listening carefully until I realized the sound was coming from the other side of the room.I pushed myself upright quickly. “Clara?”She sat curled on the couch near the window with her knees pulled tightly against her chest. Her shoulders shook while tears streamed down her face.I threw the blanket aside and hurried toward her. “Clara, what happened?”She looked up at me with swollen red eyes before breaking down again.My chest tightened painfully as I sat beside her quickly and held her shoulders. “Clara, talk to me.”“It’s Grayson…” she cried.Fear settled heavily inside me at the name she mentioned.“What happened to him?”Clara struggled to breathe properly between sobs. It
Alpha Bran’s POVThe moment the rogue mentioned killing one of them, every guard around me stayed on alert, ready for anything.My eyes locked onto the rogue holding Clara while my wolf growled inside me, wanting me to tear him apart.“Do you have a death wish?” I asked coldly, “You dare come into my pack lands to disturb my work tonight?”The rogue only smirked despite the dozens of wolves surrounding him.“We didn’t come here for you, Alpha Bran.”His words irritated me. .I took one step forward. “Then why are you here?”“We came for the bodies of our brothers.”Shock spread visibly across the surrounding guards.Bane stepped forward, his face hardening. “Explain yourself.”The rogue looked toward him lazily. “Two of the men your Alpha found dead belonged to us.” The rogue continued calmly, “We tracked them here after they stopped reporting back.”“Brothers?” one Crystal Pack guard muttered in disbelief.“They were rogues?” another whispered.The rogue nodded once. “And we came to
Grayson’s POVMy body went cold.The world around me faded. All I could see was Clara standing between those rogues with a blade pressed against her throat. And blood sliding slowly down her skin.Seeing her cry destroyed whatever control I had left.“Grayson…” she whispered shakily again.Fear punched straight through my chest.My wolf was going insane inside me, clawing violently against my skin to rip those men apart. Every instinct screamed at me to do something and kill the rogues. And destroy anything standing between me and Clara. But I couldn’t because one wrong move and they would slit her throat open.I forced myself to stay still even though every muscle in my body trembled with restraint.How did they find her? And why were they here?The rogue holding Clara smiled when he saw the panic on my face. He was enjoying this. The bastard was enjoying every second of it.“Well,” he mocked softly, “that expression is disappointing. I expected the Grayson to be calmer than this.”
Alpha Bran’s POVThis was the first time I saw fear in Grayson’s eyes. Just one flicker under the shadow of his hood before his expression hardened again. Even cornered, he was still trying to maintain control.The forest remained deathly quiet around us. Cold wind rustled through the trees while every guard stayed alert, waiting for my command.Grayson looked around once more, carefully calculating his chances for escape. Unfortunately for him, I hadn’t left any.“You’re unusually quiet tonight,” I said.His eyes shifted back toward me. “What do you want from me, Bran?”A low scoff escaped me.“What I want?” I repeated. “You’re standing at the back of your house at midnight with a sack filled with other wolves heads. And you’re asking me what I want?”The Crystal Pack guards exchanged uneasy glances between themselves. None of them had touched the sack yet. The smell leaking from it alone was enough to make everyone uncomfortable.“You don’t know what’s inside the bag.” Grayson grit
Alpha Bran's POV The meeting was over. I walked back into my office with Aric following closely behind me.The moment the door shut behind us, silence filled the room. I removed my gloves and tossed them onto the desk.Aric remained standing near the door with a troubled expression on his face.“Why didn’t you tell them?” he asked after a long moment of hesitation.I glanced at him, knowing what he was asking about, but pretended not to. “Tell them what?”“That I’m also a suspect.”My eyes rested on him briefly before I moved toward the cabinet beside my desk. “I’m not giving you mercy if that’s what you think,” I poured myself a drink before continuing.“I’m simply giving you time to come clean and tell me the truth yourself.”“I didn’t kill those men.”“I know.”His brows furrowed deeply as he stared at me.I leaned lightly against the edge of my desk while swirling the alcohol in my glass. “But I need to know one thing. Why did you visit them that night? And why did you strangle
Alpha Bran's POV Every eye turned toward me expectantly for the answers to their questions. I leaned back in my chair before answering.“I believe the sack contained the heads of the victims.”Mrs. Harlow cried out loudly. The widow beside the orphan girl suddenly swayed weakly before collapsing onto the floor.Panic erupted in the hall.The young girl screamed in terror. Aric called for a guard and one rushed in.“Take her to the hospital,” he ordered.The unconscious widow was quickly lifted while the orphan girl watched shakily as the widow was carried out of the hall.Mrs. Harlow sobbed into her husband’s chest while Sammy’s expression twisted with fury. “Why hasn’t Grayson been arrested already?” Sammy asked angrily.“This videos aren't enough. I need a solid evidence.”Sammy slammed both hands against the table, angrily.“That is also why I invited Elder Larkin and the rest of the Crystal Pack elders here this afternoon.”All eyes shifted toward the elderly man.I folded my h
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
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.
Alpha Bran's POV I paused and slowly turned back to her.Serafine’s eyes were fixed on me. No longer cold but full of concern. I clenched my fists, anger and jealousy tangling together inside me as I realised her concern wasn't for me.Why was she so concerned about Grayson?Grayson was in prison







