LOGINChapter 47: Midnight Reckoning ROWAN’S POV The pack house drowned in darkness and silence as I slipped through the side door just past eleven. I wore a sweater then a jacket which I zipped high against the chill of the night. Tomorrow night the moon would rise full and red for Cassandra’s execution and her fate will be sealed at the altar of blood. Lior waited in the shadows of the garage with his arms crossed tight and his face etched with lines deeper than usual. “She sent another message,” he said quietly as he stepped into my path. “She begged to see you before tomorrow before her execution. She says she has some things to say to you.” I brushed past him and grabbed my keys from the hook sharp. “I have better things to do than waste time on her ridiculous lies.” Lior grabbed my arm gently but firm. “Rowan, where are you going this late alone? The guards should—”"See you later," I muttered as I cut him off and slid into the car, slamming the door firmly behind me. The engin
Chapter 46: Shadows of the Curse DAMIEN’S POV I gripped the car door handle tight as Gavin pulled out of the pack house drive, the gravel crunched loud under tires in the dead night. Pain burned deep in my veins like liquid fire spreading slowly from my chest to my fingertips as the curse flared hotter than ever since I pulled that ironroot into my system. Blood trickled warm from my nose as I tasted metallic on my lips. I wiped it away roughly with my sleeve but more came steadily. “Alpha,” Gavin said urgently from the driver’s seat as his eyes flicked to the rearview mirror. “You need the doctor. This isn’t normal.” “Drive,” I growled low in a ragged voice. Valek howled weakly inside my mind as he scratched at the edges of my mind but the curse drowned him out and shadows twisted in my vision like smoke curling from invisible flames. Gavin’s hands clenched the wheel as his knuckles turned white and his feet slammed the accelerator harder. The car surged forward through the dar
Chapter 45: Caged ANYA’S POV The day started with a quiet that felt too heavy and too deliberate. I woke up alone in the vast bed as sunlight filtered through the curtains in pale strips but the silence outside the door told me something had changed. No soft footsteps of servants passing, no distant chatter from the hall. Just an unnatural stillness that screamed “wrong.” I rose up slowly as my body still carried the lingering ache from the ironroot and walked to the door. I turned the handle tiredly as it opened freely but to my surprise two guards stood outside my door with broad shoulders blocking the way and their faces blank and unmoving. What the hell? “Good morning, Luna,” one said in a stiff tone as his eyes moved forward. “You are to remain in your room till the Alpha returns.” I stared at them with confusion sharp in my chest. “What? Why? On whose orders?” “On the order of the Alpha,” the second one replied. “That’s stupid,” I half-yelled. But they did not answer ne
Chapter 44: Shadows of Doubt DAMIEN’S POV The door to her room stood cracked just enough for me to catch Iris’s quick glance back down the hall before she handed something small and folded to Anya. My steps slowed deliberately in the corridor as my mask felt cool against my skin but the heat built fast under it. I pushed the door open wider as I asked the both of them in a sharp edged voice. “Who was the courier for?” Iris froze as her face immediately turned pale under the soft lamp light. Her hands clasped tight in front of her gown as her knuckles turned white. Anya stood there beside her and behind her was her closet door half shut. My eyes lingered on the door for a moment before I turned my gaze to Anya. She had this calm expression on her face but her eyes flicked too fast and it felt like she was holding secrets I couldn’t read yet. “It’s a message for me,” Iris said quickly in a steady voice but her scent spiked nervousness. “It’s a love letter from my secret admirer. I
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. I shifted under the soft sheets and froze instantly because the mattress dipped beside me as I could feel another warm body breathing steadily.I turned my head carefully and my heart stuttered hard. Damien lay there on his side facing me with his eyes closed in sleep, he had no mask covering his face. My fingers slowly traced his scars that cut faint across his cheek and jaw. He looked almost gentle like this, younger, nothing like the cold Alpha who terrified everyone. I tried to sit up quietly because I needed space to think but his arm tightened around my waist instantly as he pulled me back down against his chest. “You need to rest,” he murmured with a rough and low voice as his fing
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 ever ready to start a war on the command of their leader. Cassandra found her voice first as she spun to the elders with her hands clasped in a dramatic way in front of her chest as fresh tears spilled down her cheeks. “Those were all lies,” she cried in a high and shaking voice. “Rowan’s making it up because he doesn’t want to marry me. He still loves Anya, he always has. He’ll say anything to get out of marrying me. Please don’t believe him.” She turned to me as she stepped closer and reached for my arm. “Baby, please. Stop doing this to me. Tell them it’s not true, tell them that I didn’t do anything. Think—think about our child. I’m carrying your pup. You can’t throw us away over old f







