DOMINIC STORM’S POVThe knock came just after I had settled behind my desk, the sun just starting to dip past the mountain ridge. I had barely looked up from the trade agreement I was signing when the guard stepped in.“Alpha. She’s here,” he said. His voice wavered slightly which was unusual for him.I raised a brow. “Who?”He didn’t meet my eyes. “Seraphina. The witch.”I leaned back in my chair, my hands steepled together. Of course, it had to be her.I hadn’t summoned her.But I had made it clear, our agreement was simple: she came when I called. No surprises. No games. So what the hell was she doing on my doorstep now?Still, I nodded once. “Send her in.”The guard bowed quickly and left, and I took a deep breath, glancing at the large window behind me. From this far up, I could see the courtyard and the far training field beyond it. I didn’t see Kael or Lucas, not that I expected to. Lucas was still in the healer’s wing, weak and silent. Good. The beatings had made a mark thi
BENNETT’S POvThe late afternoon sun was blazing over the garden walls as I paced around. I tugged at the sleeves of my hoodie and checked my phone for the tenth time in five minutes.Still nothing from Lucas.I kicked a pebble off the path, the soft rustle of leaves the only answer I got. He should’ve texted back by now. Even a single emoji. Hell, a full stop would’ve been better than this damn silence.I looked up when I heard footsteps crunch on the gravel. Ryder strolled in, but his usual confident gait was slightly more tense than normal.“Yo,” I called out, pocketing my phone quickly. “You took your time.” Ryder shrugged, his hands shoved into the pockets of his hoodie. “Sorry, your highness. Had to dodge Mrs. Erena’s lemon pie interrogation.”“Lucky you,” I grinned faintly. “She caught me last week and wouldn’t let me leave without promisi
KAEL’S POVThe sun hit my face hard.I flinched, my head snapping to the side, as two guards dragged me out of the dungeon like a ragdoll. My eyes, which were swollen and tender, screamed in protest as daylight flooded my vision. I bit down on a groan. It was too much.The guards didn’t say much,just muttered something about Alpha Dominic “changing his mind.” Yeah, right.I had no doubt this was a higher figure pulling strings behind the scenes. The person was probably the only reason I wasn’t still rotting in the dark with blood drying on my shirt.My limbs trembled from lack of food, and every movement sent shocks of pain through my bruised ribs and shoulders. Each step reminded me of the kicks and blows the guards had delivered on command—my punishment for trying to protect Lucas.“Kael?”The voice startled me. I turned my head slowly, my vision still adjusting.It was one of the stable boys, I can’t even remember his name. Thin frame, eyes darting like a rabbit’s. He looked li
BENNETI flopped on my bed, my phone in hand, the same way I’d been for the past hour. Scrolling, refreshing, and glancing at my last message to Lucas.{You good? You’ve been quiet.}Which was left on read.No reply.Not even the little “typing…” bubble that usually popped up.That was weird.I knew Lucas was one to ghost especially when he was spiraling. But even then, he’d send some one-word reply like “Fine” or “Busy” just to shut me up.I sighed and tossed the phone onto the nightstand, rubbing my face. I’d spent the afternoon downstairs with my mom, trying to distract her from the migraines, the visits from the healers and witches, and all the pain she was trying so hard to smile through. I thought checking on Lucas later would be fine.But now… something felt off.Just as I sat up again, thinking of calling instead, my bedro
*Trigger warning: Self-harm and suicidal thoughts is mentioned in this chapter.*LUCAS’S POV.I locked the door the second the guards shoved me back inside my room.My stomach was already twisting, bile scratching up my throat before I even reached the bathroom. I dropped to my knees, my fingers gripping the toilet seat as I threw up everything in me.My lunch from the previous day, liquid and whatever pieces of myself and my soul were left.The stench of cum mixed with bile in my throat made me gag harder.I didn’t care that it was the third time today that I was throwing up, I needed to feel empty. I needed to feel… something that wasn’t this crawling filth under my skin. After a few minutes, I managed to haul myself from the floor and face the sink. I scrubbed my mouth so hard with my toothbrush that my tongue became numb.I got into the shower and turned the water to scalding hot and let it wash my sins away, wash their filthy hands from me. I scrubbed so hard with my sponge. I
RYDER’S POVThere were days school felt like a blur, and then there were days like this where the tense atmosphere gave away the fact that it was going to be an eventful day.I dumped my bag on the table, half expecting Kael to stroll in with that half-smirk he wore when he had gossip or a joke up his sleeve or when he just wanted to get under my skin by flirting with me.But by the fourth period, neither he nor Lucas had shown up, and the thoughts in my head grew louder.“Bennett’s skipping today too,” I muttered under my breath, remembering the text from last night. ‘Spending the day with my mum. She’s not doing great.’ That made sense.But Lucas?Lucas was fine yesterday. Sure, he looked a little… off when he walked past me with Bennett to go see Bennett’s mum but he was fine enough to growl at me like his usual self.So where the hell was he?The question stuck in my throat until the principal walked in at the end of fourth period and gave that strained, too-neutral smile of his.