تسجيل الدخولVioletDante carried me in his arms the entire way back from the muddy border. I held the heavy iron box tightly against my chest, feeling every small bump as he walked. My body felt like it was hit by a truck, but I didn't complain once."You can put me down now, Dante," I whispered, looking up at his sharp jaw."No," Dante said flatly, his grip tightening around my legs. "I'm not letting you walk until we're back inside the house.""I have legs, you know," I said, rolling my eyes at him."I don't care," he replied, not even looking down at me. "You got cut, you got dragged through the woods, and you're exhausted. If I let you walk, you're going to collapse, and I'm not dealing with that right now."I sighed and rested my head against his shoulder, knowing there was no point in fighting him on this. He was stubborn as hell when he wanted to be. We finally reached the front edge of the pack estate, and I looked up at the main building. The house wasn't burnt down or anything, but the
Violet The rogue commander lost his cool the second he heard Dante coming down the damp stone tunnel."Grab her now!" the commander bellowed at his men, his calm mask breaking to reveal the panic in his eyes.Two giant rogue guards lunged at me before I could even raise my silver dagger to fight back.One of them snatched the iron box right out of my hands, while the other grabbed my arms and yanked me off my feet."Let me go, you ugly bastard!" I screamed, kicking my legs wild and hard against his chest."Shut up, bitch, or I will break your neck right here," the guard growled, pulling me backward toward the open iron gate."Run! Move your asses!" the commander ordered, slamming the iron gate shut behind them to block the tunnel.They locked the gate with a chain, hoping to delay Dante for a few precious seconds.The rogues dragged me out into the pitch-black woods, the freezing night air hitting my face like a slap.I refused to make this easy for them. I fought like a maniac every
VioletI sprinted down the smoky hallway, my boots hitting the floor. The heat from the burning foyer hit my back, but my skin felt ice-cold.I pushed open the heavy wooden door leading to the back of the house and stepped into the pitch-black corridors. The air down here was freezing, yet it tasted thick and heavy with stale dirt.I listened as hard as I could, drowning out the deafening roar of the battle raging upstairs. Through the silence of the underground tunnel, I heard the faint clinking of metal and frantic footsteps up ahead.Nala growled violently inside my mind, even though I kept my body moving in silence. She was tracking the suffocating floral perfume Trixie always wore to cover her sour scent.Trixie was trying to sneak away like a coward while pretending to be the victim. "You're not getting away from me that easily," I muttered under my breath, picking up my pace.I rounded the sharp corner of the narrow stone passage just in time to see a bright flash of yellow sil
VioletThe explosion roared underneath us, shaking the floorboards so violently that I almost lost my footing.Thick gray smoke rolled up through the cracked floorboards as alarms began to blare all across the house.Before the traitorous beta could even laugh again, Dante snapped his neck with a cold, sickening crunch.Dante dropped the dead body to the floor like trash and turned his sharp eyes to me."Are you hurt, Violet?" Dante asked, his voice dead serious over the screaming alarms."I am fine, but we need this proof," I said, snatching the leather logbook off the wooden table."Thomas, Marcus, get your heads in the game right now," Dante barked at the two frozen Alphas."My pack house... they blew up my house," Alpha Thomas stammered, looking completely shaken up."Focus, Thomas," I said, stepping right up to his face. "We are under attack, and your people need you."Heavy, rushing footsteps echoed from the main hallway outside as shouts and glass shattering filled the air."Th
VioletI stood my ground, staring at the lead beta as he closed the heavy door. My heart was hammering against my ribs, but I refused to show him even a second of fear."I could ask you the same thing," I said, keeping my voice flat and unreadable. "I was just coming to double-check the border maps before heading up to bed."The beta took a slow, deliberate step toward me, his dark eyes narrowing in the dim light of the strategy room. "Is that so, Luna?" he asked, his voice dripping with fake politeness. "It seems strange for someone like you to be so deeply interested in high-level war strategy so late at night.""I care about my husband's life, and I care about the safety of this pack," I replied instantly. "That is not strange at all. It is my duty."He moved closer, his large, imposing frame subtly blocking my only path to the exit. "You should be in your room resting, Luna. War is not a game for you to be messing around with.""I'm not playing a game," I said, taking a small half
VioletI stood entirely frozen in the middle of the empty strategy room, the tiny piece of paper trembling slightly between my fingers. My eyes scanned the messy handwriting over and over again until the words felt like they were burned into the back of my eyelids.The note said someone inside this very pack was feeding information to the rogue army outside the borders. My stomach dropped, a cold wave of pure dread washing over me from head to toe.My wolf started pacing violently in my mind, her sharp claws digging into my consciousness as she growled in absolute fury. We were not just preparing to fight a normal battle at dawn.We were walking directly into a giant trap, and Dante was going to lead his best warriors right into the center of it. I looked at the paper, my mind racing through all the possibilities as I tried to figure out who could have written this warning.Was it really Trixie, or was she just a messenger for someone else who was too afraid to show their face? I hear
Violet's POV. "Alpha Dante?" My voice came out too small for my own good. A squeaky high-pitched tone that I could do nothing to control. If that kept happening he would find out faster than I would like. He tilted his head, watching me with gold-flecked onyx eyes. Is he going to turn? Luc
VIOLET'S POV"That's it, take five," Our instructor said, and I let out a sigh, as I reached the floor like a puddle of slime.I looked around to see that I was the first one on the floor not surprising... I'm the weakest one here.We had been running for hours. Not the dramatic kind with screaming
DANTE'S POV I stepped out of the car, taking in the house in front of me while my men spent the small seconds doing a sweep. It had to be one of the blandest houses I had seen, white all through, probably because of all the shady stuff that happened behind those wooden doors. I never liked to
Volet’s POV“What the hell is wrong with you?”I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. I failed.My eyes stayed on Derek. I couldn't look away even though my chest burned. He was on the couch in the balcony with Cherry, his ex-girlfriend, sitting on his lap like she belonged there. His hand was un







