ログインChapter 109: Shadow’s Fury CASSIAN’S POV I stood on the ridge overlooking Damien’s territory with shadows curling around my fists like living smoke. The full moon hung fat and mocking in the sky while distant drums and cheers drifted up from the courtyard below. They celebrated. That bastard had actually done it. He had married Anya under the moon and bound her with blood while I watched from the shadows like a fool who had hesitated at the wrong moment. Rage burned hot through my veins. I slammed my palm against the nearest tree trunk and bark exploded under the impact. How had I let this happen? I should have taken her the moment I stepped into that chamber. Instead I played games and watched two wolves fight over her like idiots. Now she carried his blood in her body and his ring on her finger. The thought made me want to rip the entire forest apart. “Damn it all,” I growled into the night. My voice echoed off the rocks and faded into the trees. I had underestimated Damien’s d
Chapter 108: Blood Moon Unison ANYA’S POVServants tightened the white gown around my waist and pinned my hair with silver combs that caught the moonlight. The fabric flowed like liquid silk down my legs, beautiful and heavy at the same time. I stared at my reflection in the tall mirror and barely recognized the woman looking back. My eyes looked hollow. My hands trembled as I clutched the bouquet of night-blooming flowers they had forced into my grip. Every part of me screamed to run, but my feet stayed rooted to the stone floor. I kept hoping. Every second I prayed Rowan would burst through the doors and stop this nightmare. He would roar my name, fight through the guards, and pull me away from Damien forever. But the minutes stretched on and the only sounds I heard came from the servants whispering instructions and the distant drums beating in the courtyard. “They are ready for you, my lady,” one older woman said softly as she adjusted the veil over my face. I swallowed hard an
Chapter 107: Broken Alpha ROWAN’S POVThe gates of the pack house loomed ahead like silent judges as I stumbled through them under the moonlight. My legs felt heavy with every step and my chest burned from the long run back. Guards nodded at me but I could not meet their eyes. I kept my head down and pushed through the main doors into the quiet halls. The familiar scent of home should have brought comfort. Instead it twisted the knife deeper because she was not here. I walked straight to our shared quarters and stopped at the doorway. The bed still carried faint traces of her scent mixed with mine. It felt empty and cold. I stepped inside and closed the door behind me with a soft click that sounded too loud in the silence. My hands shook as I leaned against the wall. The weight of what I had done crashed over me all at once. Damien would marry her tonight under the full moon in his territory. With her wearing a gown and standing beside him while I sat here like a fool who had hande
Chapter 106: Blood and Vows DAMIEN’S POVAnya looked straight at me with tired, red-rimmed eyes and asked the question that hung heavy between us. “What next?”I took a deep breath and stood taller in front of her. The lantern light flickered across her pale face as I gave her the answer I had planned for so long. “We are getting married tonight. The full moon will rise soon and the ceremony will take place in the courtyard. Everything is prepared. You will become my wife before the night ends.”Her eyes widened in shock and she shook her head rapidly. “No. No, Damien. Absolutely not. I cannot marry you. I will not do it.” She pushed herself up from the bed with shaky legs and backed away from me. Panic flashed across her features as she wrapped her arms around herself. I stayed where I stood and watched her closely. “Rowan abandoned you. He walked away like a coward and left you here with me. Cassian turned and left the moment he realized he would not win you tonight. I am the onl
Chapter 105: Abandoned ANYA’S POV My eyelids felt heavy as I slowly blinked them open. The soft flicker of lantern light filled the chamber and cast long shadows across the stone walls. My body ached everywhere, especially in my head, where a dull throb still pulsed with every heartbeat. I lay in the large bed with thick blankets pulled up to my chest. As my vision cleared, I noticed two figures in the room with me. Damien sat in a wooden chair near the window with his elbows resting on his knees while Cassian leaned against the far wall, arms folded tightly across his chest. I pushed myself up against the pillows and scanned the room again. My heart picked up speed as I realized the space beside me stood empty. No sign of Rowan anywhere. “Where is Rowan?” I asked, my voice coming out hoarse and weak. Cassian let out a sharp, mocking laugh that echoed off the walls. He shook his head with clear disdain. “That pathetic alpha left you here like a fucking coward. He turned around a
Chapter 104: Bitter Choices DAMIEN’S POV I stepped out of the chamber and closed the door quietly behind me. The hallway stretched long and shadowed with torches flickering along the stone walls. Cassian walked ahead with that arrogant stride of his, his dark cloak blending into the dim light. I knew he was the only one who could pull me back when the curse took hold completely. As much as I hated it, I needed to talk to him before another wave hit. I caught up to him near the wide stone balcony that overlooked the courtyard. Cool night air brushed against my face as I called out. “Cassian, wait. We need to discuss the curse. It grows stronger every time it returns and you are the only one who can calm the darkness when it spirals.” Cassian stopped and turned slowly with a mocking smile on his lips. He crossed his arms and leaned against the balcony rail as moonlight cast sharp shadows across his features. “So the great alpha comes begging again. How pathetic. You cannot even cont
Chapter 17: Walls Closing in ANYA’S POV The knock on my door came before sunrise—three sharp taps that carried the weight of judgment. I already knew what it meant; the pack council had summoned me. I dragged myself from bed, still sore, still tired, still pretending that the thing I went throug
Chapter 16: Touch of FireDAMIEN’S POV I hadn’t slept. How could I? The candles burned down to crooked stubs hours ago, wax hardened on the map spread across my desk. My eyes traced the inked borders for the thousandth time—territories, covens, migration lines, history of power transfer. Witches
Chapter 14: Ghost in the MirrorANYA’S POV Steam filled the bathroom like a soft cold, clinging to my skin as hot water ran down my back. I stood under the shower, both hands braced on the tiled wall, trying to breathe through the mess inside my chest. Let me be your man. His voice wouldn’t leav
Chapter 10: Whispers in the Dark ANYA’S POV The moon hung low outside my window, pale and heavy, spilling light across the floor like milk. I sat on the edge of the bed, brushing my hair in slow, distracted strokes. Every muscle in my body ached from training. My palms were sore, my arms throbbed







