LOGINChapter 141: Ruins of Triumph CASSANDRA’S POVI stood in the crumbling stone chamber beneath the old ruins and watched my hired men adjust the torches along the walls. The flames danced across Damien’s wrapped body on the central altar and cast long shadows that twisted like living things. The message had gone out hours ago. Anya would receive it soon and start counting the days until our meeting. I smiled at the thought while my burned side throbbed under fresh wrappings. Pain kept me sharp.Hooves sounded outside. I smoothed my cloak and stepped into the main hall as the elders arrived with their small escort. Elder Thorne entered first with Mira and Kael close behind. Two others followed, men I had cultivated for months with promises of power. They shook dust from their boots and looked around the decaying walls with wary eyes. “Cassandra,” Thorne said as he spotted me. “You summoned us with urgent words. What is this about?” I gestured toward the inner chamber with a sweep of m
Chapter 140: Voices of Treason ANYA’S POVWe drove through the main gates of Ironclaw as I kept my spine straight and my jaw set. The journey back from the Shadow Clan had drained my body, and emotions, but not my will. Iris and Gavin flanked me as we got out of the car in the courtyard. The driver drove forward towards the garage while curious servants and warriors watched from the walls. I handed my cloak over to Iris and marched straight toward the great hall without pausing to rest. News of Damien’s stolen body would spread soon enough. I needed the elders to hear it from me first. The heavy doors groaned open as guards pushed them wide. Inside, five elders already sat around the long oak table with maps and wine cups scattered before them. Lanterns cast harsh light across their faces. They looked up as I entered with Iris and Gavin close behind. Elder Thorne rose first, his thick brows drawn together. “Luna Anya. You are back so early. Please tell us how our Alpha is okay? Is
Chapter 139: Hollow Stone ANYA’S POV The familiar cluster of white stone cottages nestled among ancient oaks sent a wave of warmth through my chest despite the exhaustion clinging to my limbs. My stomach had settled only slightly after the herbs I forced down at dawn, but every bump in the road reminded me how fragile I felt.The children spotted us first. They dropped their baskets of wildflowers and ran toward the path with bright cries. “Anya! Lady Anya has returned!” I pushed open the car door before the vehicle fully stopped. My boots hit the soft grass and three little girls crashed into my legs with giggles. I laughed softly and knelt to hug them, their small arms tight around my neck. The scent of lavender and fresh bread wrapped around me as more villagers poured out from their homes. Smiles lit every face. Hands reached out to touch my shoulders and arms in welcome. An older woman named Mira pushed through the crowd and pulled me into a fierce embrace. Her silver hair sm
Chapter 138: Stolen Shadow CASSANDRA’S POVI crouched behind the thick ferns at the forest edge and watched as Anya prepared to leave. My burned side still throbbed under fresh bandages, but the pain only fed the fire in my veins. One of my spies had whispered the news this morning. Anya planned to visit Elowen first for herbs to soothe her weak stomach, then head to the Shadow Clan. She wanted to stare at Damien’s cold body like some grieving widow. The thought made my lips curl. Perfect. While she wasted time with those pathetic witches, I would strike where she never expected.I slipped away from my hiding spot and signaled my three hired rogues. They were rough men with no loyalty except to coin, and I had paid them well. We moved fast through the trees toward the Shadow Clan territory. Branches whipped at my cloak as I ran. My heart pounded with dark excitement. Stealing Damien’s body was not about the child I left behind. This move would rip the last thread of hope from Anya’
Chapter 137: Fractured DawnANYA’S POVI lay curled in the center of the bed with Damien’s shirt clutched against my chest, but sleep refused to claim me. Every creak in the hallway made my muscles tense. Every shift of wind outside the window sent my heart racing. I kept seeing that empty corridor, feeling that cold draft carry the ghost of a familiar scent across my skin. By the time faint gray light filtered through the curtains, exhaustion weighed on my bones like wet stone. I had decided during those long dark hours. Today I would go to the Shadow Clan. I needed to see Damien’s body with my own eyes. Only then could I face whatever came next.Morning arrived too soon. I stayed buried under the blankets, limbs heavy and sore from hours of tossing. My eyes burned. My back ached. Getting up felt impossible until a wave of nausea slammed into me without warning. Bile rose sharp and bitter in my throat. I jerked upright, swung my legs over the edge, and bolted for the bathroom. My ba
Chapter 136: Web of Vengeance CASSANDRA’S POVI slipped out through the side gate of Ironclaw Mansion with my hood pulled low over my face. The night air was crisp and biting against my burned skin, each breath sending fresh stings along my side where Anya’s fire had seared me. The pain was constant, a sharp reminder of her power, but it only sharpened my resolve. I moved quickly through the shadows, my boots silent on the damp grass, years of stealth and survival making my steps nearly invisible. Behind me, the heavy door to Anya’s chamber stood slightly ajar, the way I had left it. I had twisted that knob slowly, deliberately, just enough to make her panic. Perfect. Let her lie there in the dark, clutching her belly and wondering who walked her halls while she mourned her precious Damien. Let fear sink its claws deep into her heart. A dark, satisfied smile tugged at my lips. She actually thought she had won by killing him under that cursed red moon. She believed carrying his chil
Chapter 42: Reckoning ROWAN’S POV The hall felt smaller after Damien carried Anya out, like the air got thicker and harder to breathe. Everyone stood frozen for a second as eyes darted between me, Cassandra, and Cassian’s smug face in the middle of the aisle. Rogues lined the walls quietly but ev
Chapter 43: The Lie and Hidden Secrets ANYA’S POV Sunlight slipped through the heavy curtains as it shone on my face, causing me to wake slowly. I could feel warmth on my face but heavy in my limbs. My body felt heavy as every muscle was sore and my strength returned in slow and painful trickles.
Chapter 39: The Truth Unleashed ROWAN’S POVPain clawed through every muscle as I pushed myself up from the cold floor of the hidden safe room beneath the pack house. My vision swam for a second, blurry and dark at the edges, but I blinked it clear and gripped the wall hard, forcing my legs to hol
Chapter 38: Shadows of the Past ANYA’S POV The grand hall looked exactly like I remembered it, only bigger and colder, with all those white roses spilling from every corner and silver lights floating above like fake stars. My heels clicked on the polished floor as Damien led me in with his arm s







