로그인Even though the new handmaiden the Alpha had assigned to her was diligent—attentive to her needs, industrious, and obedient—Lena could not help but long for Milicent.Milicent had been more than a mere servant. She had been a companion, a confidante, perhaps the sister Lena had never known.She had not yet thanked the Alpha for saving her. In truth, she had scarcely left her chambers in days.“Thank you, Lord Jaime, for granting me your time,” she said quietly, rising to her feet in an effort to see him to the door.As they stepped across the threshold, the corridor beyond was alive with activity. People moved about with purpose, tending to their duties, yet many paused to greet her with warmth and familiarity.A far cry from how they had received her upon her arrival.Dorcas, her new handmaiden, had informed her that the people now saw her as their Luna—news had spread that she was not the traitor’s daughter, as once believed. Their treatment of her had shifted accordingly.“You have
Training YardSweat glistened beneath the noon sun as the two men stood at the center of the training yard.Alpha Darius wore a sleeveless leather tunic, his arms bare and scarred with battles past, black trousers tucked into worn boots, his crimson sash tied loosely at his waist. Across from him stood Beta Cedric, broader in frame, clad in a dark jerkin and bracers, his hair tied back, chest heaving from exertion.The weapons lay abandoned at the edge—this was to be bare-handed.Cedric smirked, wiping blood from his lip. “Alpha… may I act informally now?”Darius’s lips twitched, just faintly. “Try.”Without warning, the Beta struck. His foot landed squarely against the Alpha’s chest, sending him staggering backward as his knee hit the floor. Before the pain could settle, a well-aimed fist slammed into the Alpha’s jaw, casting his golden mask into the dust.Alpha Vargr groaned, crimson splattering from his lips. It had been long since he’d taken such a blow—and from Cedric, of all me
A Fragment from the Past"Are you certain of this?" Lord Rhovan inquired, his voice low and grave.She stepped forward with hesitant resolve. "I am certain, my lords. I have heard her speak with my own ears—plans to reveal your secrets. In my heart, I know she is the king’s daughter."A weighty silence fell upon the chamber.Lord Garrick leaned forward, his fingers steepled. "Then we must act swiftly. Should the people learn of her lineage, they will place their hope in her—hope that she might bear a wolf-man. And you all know well what that portends for us.""Let us not be hasty, Lord Garrick," Lord Alister interjected calmly. "First, we must discern what the lady desires in return for such… invaluable knowledge.""A wise suggestion," Lord Rhovan murmured, rising from his seat and approaching the girl. As he drew near, Lydia instinctively stepped back."Do not fear, young one," he said, voice smooth as oil. "I mean you no harm." His hand rose and brushed her cheek, cold as marble. "T
“It begins,” Jade murmured softly, his voice barely a whisper in the heavy silence.Beta Cedric closed his eyes, pain and regret darkening his features. "We cannot halt it now. Oh, goddess, grant me mercy."Vargr, his body heavy with exhaustion, sat up on the bed. He reached for the water on the nearby stand, but as his hand brushed the vessel, a sharp pain shot through him. His breath caught in his throat as a groan escaped his lips, his hands instinctively pressing against his throbbing skull.Cedric heard it. Jade heard it.They rushed into the room, their concern etched across their faces."You're awake," Cedric breathed, a nervous laugh escaping him, though it was tainted with uncertainty. "He's awake."Vargr's groans grew louder, his body trembling with the raw agony surging through him. His hand reached out for the headboard, and with a crack of splintering wood, it gave way under his strength.“WHERE IS MY MATE?” he bellowed, his voice a tempest of fury. His red eyes gleamed l
Warning: This chapter contains R-rated content and potentially triggering material. Reader discretion is advised. If you find such themes distressing, feel free to skip this section.“They seek something of him. Every step they take is laced with intention,” said Alpha Darius, turning his back to Uthred. “Any further word?”“Yes, Alpha,” Uthred replied with a bow. “The imposter remains in slumber, and I doubt he shall awaken soon. The pack leaders, however, have declared he fled, unwilling to face justice.”“As expected. They know well he sleeps, yet speak of flight to serve their own ends. The pack leaders craft their truths as they see fit,” Darius murmured, then turned his gaze once more to Uthred.“I could have intervened on his behalf,” he added, a glint of amusement flickering in his eyes, “but I wish to see how dearly he holds this one. The spectacle grows more engaging with every passing moment.”With another bow, Uthred withdrew. As he stepped into the corridor, he nearly col
“You have no say in this matter, my Alpha,” Selena said, her voice low and resolute as she hurried after Ethan, who strode swiftly from the castle’s great hall.Her steps were laboured—her belly round with child, her time of delivery drawing near. Word of the trial had reached her ears, and now her husband, upon hearing the full account, prepared to ride to the Dark Tower in Lena’s defence.“I cannot permit her to suffer for a truth she never knew,” he said, his voice weighted with purpose. “Lena is but a human—frail and unmarked by our laws. Even the smallest punishment could prove fatal.”He paused then, turning to her. With gentle reverence, he pressed a kiss upon her hair.“I entrust the affairs of the pack to you, love,” he murmured.A wistful smile touched her lips, sorrow threading through her heart as she watched him mount his horse, the steed’s hooves striking the cobblestones like war drums. In moments, he was gone, swallowed by the morning mist.It was then that she felt it