ログイン⭐ Aria POV⭐It had been two days without food or water.I could barely sit up straight now without dizziness crashing over me, nausea rolling violently in my stomach. Every movement felt delayed, like my body was lagging behind my thoughts. Weak. Hollowed out.The witch had been checking on me almost every hour, she even put the medicine on my back herself because I couldn’t do it myself.She knew that I figured it out.She’d started to panic this morning when she came in and found the tray untouched—again. They’d expected me to break within a day. Expected hunger, pregnancy, and pain to force compliance. They were wrong.Despite my physical weakness and the agonizing pain in my back, my mind was clearer than it had been since they took me. My thoughts felt sharper. More focused. And beneath that clarity, something else stirred.Faint—but there.A flicker of power brushed against my senses, fragile yet undeniable. It was enough to make my pulse jump with hope.If I could sense myself
⭐️Aria POV⭐️Consciousness returned to me in fragments as the darkness withdrew slowly.Pain came first—not sharp, not sudden, but deep and smoldering, like embers buried beneath my skin. It pulsed in slow, merciless waves, spreading through my whole body. Every breath dragged fire through my chest. Every heartbeat felt like it struck against a bruised stone.I was laid down on my side, I tried to move.Chains answered me.The sound was low and heavy, metal scraping against stone—real, unmistakable. The noise sliced through the fog in my head instantly and snapped my eyes wide open.Dim light greeted me. The cell swam into focus slowly, as if my vision had to claw its way back from wherever I’d been dragged. The ceiling loomed above me, cracked and stained. The air was thick with iron and smoke and something burnt—something that made my stomach twist violently.I pulled my legs back instinctively, panic flaring—And pain exploded. The move was too fast and sharp for my weak body to ha
⭐️Aria POV⭐️I stepped out carefully.My heart was a wild thing in my chest, pounding so hard it felt like it might tear free of my ribs. Each beat echoed in my ears, loud and reckless, as if it were trying to betray me. My breaths came ragged and fast, scraped raw by panic, and I had to force myself to slow“quiet, quiet” I thought to myself even as adrenaline flooded my veins.I found myself standing in an open kitchen.Darkness pressed in from the windows, the night outside thick and watchful. Inside, the space was dimly lit, shadows clinging to every corner like they were alive. They were hiding. Afraid of being seen.As they should be.Two packs were hunting them now.My eyes swept the room quickly.It was a cottage.Small. Cramped. Stinking faintly of old food and neglect.To my left stood a narrow, closed door—plain wood, no markings. A bathroom, most likely. To my right, two messy cots sat side by side, sheets twisted and stained, food trays and leftovers scattered across them
⭐️Aria POV⭐️I was halfway through my dinner when the baby kicked.Not the faint, uncertain flutters I had grown used to. No,but real movement. Strong. Deliberate. A firm assertion of life that stole the breath from my lungs and anchored me to the moment. My hand moved instinctively to my bump, fingers smoothing over the curve with a soft, disbelieving smile.“You’re growing” I muttered softly.I closed my eyes, letting the image of our future wash over me like a warm tide. “I promise you... when we get out of here, I’ll feed you everything the world has to offer. Not this dry bread and watery broth.” A small, bittersweet laugh escaped my lips. “Your father... oh, your father will be a mess. He’ll fulfill every whim, every craving, no matter how impossible. He’ll tear the world apart just to find you the perfect strawberry in the middle of winter.” Then—A sound slipped into my mind.Soft. Muffled. Almost distant.Like it was echoing through water.My hand froze.I lifted my head slow
⭐Klaus POV⭐I stood in the middle of the deep forest, whirling and searching, my gaze frantically stripping the trees bare, left and right, like a madman chasing smoke. Nothing. Who the hell had just invaded the fortress of my mind like that? More critically: how had he done it? I had been trained to erect, reinforce, and block every fissure in my mind since the age of ten, to protect it against anyone daring to touch my consciousness.The presence was gone now—vanished as suddenly as it came. It felt less like an attack and more like a cold, malevolent breeze brushing against my consciousness and dissolving before I could follow it.I teleported instantly back to the castle, the need for action overriding the shock, and summoned Miranda, the pack's powerful witch. The intrusion could only be Kaden or his witch. If it was, it was also a reckless, arrogant blunder—a thread I could finally trace to the end, a path leading directly to Aria.“Klaus,”My mother’s voice came with panic—cut t
⭐ Klaus POV ⭐ I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in my office, staring out at the world as if it were a painting hung behind glass—alive, moving, breathing—while I remained frozen on the wrong side of reality. Two months. Two fucking long months of searching, hunting, tearing through territories until the land itself grew tired of my footsteps. Two months without a whisper of her—no scent, no trace, no mark left behind to tell me if even she still existed. It was as if the heavens had reached down and snatched her from the earth, leaving nothing but silence in her place. I had turned the world upside down, and somehow she was nowhere and everywhere all at once—like a ghost that refused to be caught. I even went back to the Holy Ruins and found nothing. I made Mika look for her but she couldn’t anymore. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her. Every time I opened them, I felt her absence like a blade pressed against my throat. My child was growing inside her, a
⭐Klaus POV⭐I stood stone-still in the war room, but inside… I was burning alive.My chest heaved like I’d just run through fire. One hand gripped the edge of the table so tightly my knuckles turned white, the other was buried deep in my pocket, clenched around the pregnancy test like it was the las
⭐Klaus POV⭐I intently watched Mika as she closed her eyes, her fingers curling tightly around the stick. The room fell into a hush so profound it felt like time itself was holding its breath.“I will speak only of what I see,” she said, her voice was low but laced with authority, she no longer car
⭐Aria POV⭐I thought he was gone. I thought all of them were no longer in my life.I thought I’d buried the memory of that night deep enough to never face it —never face any of them again. But life had a cruel way of tearing open wounds you thought had scarred over.I stood frozen, breath caught i
⭐Aria POV⭐I opened my eyes to pitch blackness. At first, I thought I was still dreaming—trapped in the nightmare that had haunted me before the ceremony. But this… this was worse. This was real. I had been taken. And I didn’t know what happened to Klaus. Was he dead? Alive? The air was damp and







