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DARIUS♠︎★♠︎★♠︎★Today was the day. The day Kaelen finally paid for what he did. For what he tried to do to Emmeline. My blood boiled just thinking about it. The entire pack had gathered in the clearing, a grim silence hanging in the air. They dragged Kaelen out, and even though he was covered in blood and bruises, the bastard was still smirking. That smirk… it made my fists clench so tight my knuckles turned white."Kaelen," Sylas’s voice boomed, echoing through the tense crowd. He read out the list of Kaelen’s crimes – the betrayal, the attack on Emmeline, the attempt to usurp my position. Each word felt like a punch to my gut. When Sylas finished, he looked at Kaelen, his eyes hard. "Do you have any last words?"Kaelen’s smirk widened, if that was even possible. He looked straight at me, his eyes glinting with malice. "Yeah, I do. Darius, you pathetic excuse for an Alpha. You think this changes anything? You think killing me makes you strong? You’re still the same weakling who coul
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DARIUS★★★★★Okay, Kaelen was dead. Finally. But that didn't mean the shitshow was over. The bastard had managed to worm his way into my Estate, which meant he had help. Someone on the inside had betrayed me. And that thought alone made my blood run cold. I couldn't let that slide. Not for Emmeline, not for the pack.My first priority was making sure the Estate was secure. I wasn't taking any chances. I gathered all the guards in the main hall, and you could cut the tension in the air with a knife. Their faces were a mix of relief and apprehension. They knew something was up."Listen up," I said, my voice hard, leaving no room for argument. "Kaelen didn't just waltz in here. He had help. Someone among you decided to turn traitor. And I'm going to find out who."I could see the fear in their eyes, and good. They should be scared. I wasn't in the mood for games.I started questioning them one by one. Not just the usual "Where were you?" bullshit. I asked specific questions, things only
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EMMELINE’S POV♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧I tried. Honestly, I really tried to act like everything was normal. Like the shadows didn't seem to cling to me a little tighter these days. I even went for a walk, just like I used to. Remember those days? When a stroll through the pack lands would actually clear my head, make me feel… better? Yeah, those were the days. Now, every rustle of leaves, every hushed conversation felt like it was about me.I was halfway through the usual path, the one that winds past the training grounds and towards the garden, when I heard it. Just the faintest murmur at first, like the wind whispering secrets. But then it got clearer, sharper. It was coming from near the laundry shed, where a couple of maids were usually busy. Curiosity, and maybe a morbid sense of self-punishment, made me stop. I crept closer, hiding behind a thick oak tree, and listened.“Honestly, I still think she’s the reason all of this happened,” one of them said, her voice low and laced with something th
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DARIUS POV◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆“Sylas, you see anything out of the ordinary?” I asked, my voice low as we walked the perimeter of the Estate. There was a thick tension in the air that I couldn’t shake. Kaelen was gone, finally rotting in the ground where he belonged, but the snake had shed its skin, leaving behind a bunch of venomous little shits who still believed in his twisted cause. They were planning something, I could feel it in my gut, and I wasn’t about to let them catch us with our pants down. Not again.Sylas, my right-hand man and a brother in all but blood, scanned the dark with his usual hawk-like gaze. “Nothing yet, Darius. But the men are on edge. They feel it too.”“Good,” I said with a grunt. “Make sure they stay sharp—eyes wide, ears alert. Every single tunnel leading here needs to be under watch. Don’t forget how I slipped in back then… like a ghost.” I let out a dry chuckle. The tunnels had once been my secret weapon. Now, they could just as easily be used against me.We st
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DARIUS POV◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆The damn alarm was still blaring, its shrill cry grating on my already frayed nerves. I burst out of the Estate, ready to tear into whoever was causing this racket. But what I saw stopped me dead in my tracks.Arrows. Fucking arrows were raining down on us. They whistled through the air, thudding into the ground, bouncing off walls, and embedding themselves in trees. Guards were scrambling, yelling, pointing up at the sky like it was about to fall.One arrow landed just a few feet away from me, its fletching quivering in the dirt. I bent down and picked it up, my fingers brushing against the cold metal of the arrowhead. Tied to the shaft was a small, folded piece of paper.Before I could even think about opening it, Sylas was at my side, holding up another arrow. “This one’s got a message too,” he said, his voice tight. I saw the same telltale piece of paper tied to his arrow.“There are more,” he added, his eyes scanning the sky as another arrow whizzed past us.I
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DARIUS POV◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆I was dead asleep, finally managing to drift off after the tense day we’d had. Emmeline was curled up beside me, her breathing soft and even. For a few precious hours, the worry had receded, replaced by the simple comfort of having her close.Then all hell broke loose.A bloodcurdling yell ripped through the night, followed by the unmistakable clang of metal on metal. My eyes snapped open, my senses instantly on high alert. Emmeline stirred beside me, her eyes wide with fear.“What’s happening?” she whispered.“We’re under attack!” I shouted, throwing the covers off. There was no time for explanations. I grabbed my sword, which I always kept within reach, and raced towards the door.The sounds of fighting were getting louder, closer. Shouts, the clash of steel, the thud of bodies hitting the ground. Kaelen’s bastards. They weren’t wasting any time.I burst out of our room and into the hallway, which was already swarming with guards, their faces grim and determined.
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★DARIUS’ POV★“There has to be something.” My voice was low, a dangerous rumble I barely recognized. I stood over Anastasia, the healer, my fists clenched at my sides. Her face a roadmap of wrinkles, but her eyes held a weariness that wasn't just age. It was the look of someone who had seen too much, too many things go wrong.She sighed, a thin, reedy sound. “Alpha Darius, I understand your… distress. But I have told you. A hybrid pregnancy is… unnatural. The child grows too fast. It takes too much from the mother.”“Unnatural?” I scoffed, the sound sharp. “She’s carrying my child. There’s nothing unnatural about that.”Anastasia flinched slightly but held her ground. “With respect, Alpha, the mixing of bloodlines this strong… it creates complications. The child’s wolf nature is dominant, even in the womb. It draws on the mother’s life force to fuel its growth. It’s why… why hybrids are so rare now. The mothers…” She trailed off, her gaze dropping to the floor.“The mothers what?” I p
