MasukBam.The towel slipped off my body.I froze… completely exposed under his gaze.It seemed as if time had stopped, and all of a sudden, I felt hot under his stare, even though I had just come out of the shower.There was something about his gaze. Hungry.Raw.And something else I couldn't place, but I somehow knew it wasn't anything good.Silence…Yeah, it stretched uncomfortably."W... What are you doing?" I gulped hard, my Adam’s apple bobbing nervously.His voice was low and dark, laced with desire.A dangerous desire."I... I'm so.. sorry, I didn’t—""What are you sorry for?" he cut me off, not letting me finish.I bent down immediately, picking up the towel and wrapping it tightly around my body, tying it into a knot to secure it from falling again.I walked toward the dresser beside the bed. He was still lying on the bed, his eyes fixed on me.Hard.Making my face red. I wished I could bury my face like an ostrich.While looking at him, I tripped slightly, falling toward the bed.
"Why… are you looking at me like that?" I asked, my voice a bit shaken, like the words were vibrating in my mouth.He stood silent, then moved slowly toward me, closing the distance between us. Now we were standing so close to each other, only separated by our clothes. I couldn’t help but clench my hands tight, holding onto my dress for support.He leaned closer to me, our faces almost touching.My lips parted slightly on their own. As if expecting."What do you think…? Little kitten," he asked, his voice musky, low, and laced with danger."Ah… I…" I could barely form a sentence. My brain seemed to be on a holiday.His thumb stroked the corner of my lips, pinching it a bit.An electrical current flowed through my whole being at his touch. My body seemed to be wired and ready to react to every one of his touches."Calm down, little kitten. Let me shower, we’ve got all the time," he spoke.Like a promise. A smirk on his face as he walked toward the bathroom at the corner of the room.T
Olivia’s POV I was just staring, staring, and staring all throughout today. From when I stepped into the sacred Ground to when Alpha Kingsley led us all through the way to the reception hall and then to this private manor.Everywhere in the sacred Ground was grand.Holy.Celestial.The reception hall stood majestically on its own, screaming ancient and luxury. This was a whole new experience to me, and to be frank, I loved it. I kept having this anticipation and thrill of what was next to see.We were led by a werewolf to a manor I later got to know as Blood Manor, which belonged to Alpha Kingsley. The guy was a feet beneath the Alpha, a bit lanky, with blue eyes and dark hair that made him stand out, and the fawning look on his face while he spoke to us couldn’t be overlooked.He was basically worshipping the Alpha, almost lying on the floor with precise dedication and reverence. I couldn’t help but shake my head.One thing I have come to learn in this world is that the strong are a
Inside the manor, everything was very tidy and neat. It was grand and refined, with beautiful decorations and interiors to match. The maple floor was shiny, almost reflecting my image as we stepped in. Grand upholstery adorned the space, carefully arranged in a way that spoke of wealth, order, and long-standing tradition.Everything looked the same as it was the last time I came. Nothing had changed. Not a single detail out of place. It felt… familiar. Almost too familiar.The manor had a general living room large enough to contain about fifty people, yet it still didn’t feel crowded or suffocating. The space was wide, open, and carried a quiet elegance that only places like this possessed.The manor had two floors and different rooms to accommodate everyone. The master’s bedroom was on the far end of the left wing after you climbed the stairs—isolated, private, and reserved only for me.“Welcome, my Lord,” two maids stepped forward and bowed deeply.“Rise.”“Take my suitcase and the
I led my people forward as we moved into the sacred ground.Soon, we arrived at the center, where there was a tower.The tower was called the Moon Tower, named after the Moon Goddess. It was very tall and ancient, almost piercing through the clouds in the sky.I led everyone toward the entrance of the tower, where someone was already waiting for us.“Greetings, my Lord,” the man bowed respectfully, his head almost touching the ground. His face held absolute dedication and reverence.“Hmm,” I nodded.He shifted aside as we stepped into the tower. The inside was simple and elegant, bearing an ancient aura and the vicissitude of time. The air inside was thick, almost celestial, and different murals adorned the walls.A stone table carved from dark alloy gems was at the center, with a black obsidian chair behind it. This was the reception and administrative center of the sacred ground.“Have any of the Lycans arrived yet?” I asked, my eyes fixed on the werewolf who welcomed us.“My Lord,
Alpha Kingsley's POV The light from the passage shone intensely with a holy aura.“Let’s go,” I commanded, stepping into the passage.Olivia followed behind me, while the others joined as well.Stepping into the sacred ground, I breathed in the air that filled the entire plane. My cells rejuvenated, rejoicing as if new life had been pumped into them. The whole environment screamed holiness.Sacred.Solemn.Olivia, beside me, was completely fascinated and amazed by everything. She looked around in awe, her jaw slightly parted, like a village girl stepping into the city for the first time and witnessing the splendor and opulence of a greater civilization.I couldn’t blame her.This was her first time here, and anyone would be swept off their feet by the magnificence of the sacred ground.I couldn’t help but chuckle at her expression and excitement. It was cute… and amusing at the same time. Her innocence. Her simple mind taking in the world with curiosity and wonder.Kate and her count
The evening air tasted like iron.Cold. Sharp. Watching.Olivia felt it the moment she stepped onto the training grounds.The entire pack was already gathered.Warriors in black training gear stood in formation. Women in fitted combat suits stretched near the edges of the field. Senior members clus
Alpha Kingsley’s POVBy the time I returned to the pack house, night had fully settled over the territory.But the unease hadn’t.The forest still felt watched.And I don’t believe in coincidences.Andrew had already begun discreetly reviewing the patrol logs. I didn’t want public accusations. Not
Olivia’s POVI screamed—And shot upright in bed.My chest rose and fell violently as I dragged air into my lungs. My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it might crack my ribs open. The dream clung to me like fog — silver light, my grandmother’s voice, the altar, the three moons hanging low in
✅OLIVIA’S POVMorning came earlier than I expected.I woke to the sound of birds chirping outside my window and golden rays of sunlight streaming through the curtains. The light spilled across the room, reflecting softly against the polished floors and elegant furniture, giving the space a serene







