LOGIN⭐Klaus POV⭐ The agonizing scream filled my ears until it drowned out every other sound. It tore through me with such force that my entire body went rigid. For one terrifying moment, I couldn't hear my own breathing, couldn't hear the frantic voices around me. There was only that scream taking over my senses.I looked around the war room and my mother had both hands pressed against her head in a failed attempt to shut it, her face drained of color. Sam stood frozen, his jaw clenched so hard his teeth threatened to shatter. Tory fell to the ground and Elijah held her shoulders while Miranda stared into space, horror written all over her face.They had heard it too.No, not just them. I could hear the distant howls erupting throughout the land. Every wolf in Black and Silver had heard it. It wasn't simply a scream. It was a cry powerful enough to pierce every mind it touched.Suddenly, something inside me shattered. It was like an invisible wall cracked apart, and before anyone could sa
⭐ Aria POV ⭐Kaden stood in front of me with a sinister smirk carved across his face, and deep down, instinct already whispered the truth before my mind could fully grasp it.This wasn’t going to end well for one of us.Which begged the question:Who!?He took a careful, slow step toward me, his boots scraping faintly against the stone floor. His eyes dropped deliberately to the chains wrapped around my ankles, studying them like a coward hunter checking the strength of a trap before approaching wounded prey.Making sure I was still pinned down.Still powerless.Still his prisoner.“Did I wake you up?” he asked sarcastically.I said nothing.I only stared back at him with the same hatred and defiance that had survived every wound, every chain, every nightmare they had dragged me through.I wanted to stand up and rise in front of him the same way I had in front of the witch and watch fear crack through his arrogance.But my body was betraying me.Kaden’s gaze drifted toward the untouch
⭐Klaus POV⭐I stood in front of the mirror, looking at my back. It has been two days since the incident and the scars on my skin were almost healed. I’ve always healed fast and with the proper medication and rest, It would be as good as new in no time. I pulled my shirt back on, the fabric settling over skin that no longer hurt or burned like before, and the unfairness of it made my jaw tighten.“I am sure, she is fine” My mother said out loud. I turned and she was just stepping into my room. She answered the questions that wondered inside my head like mad dogs driving me crazy with no answers. How was Aria doing? Was she healed too? Did they give her medicine? Why did this happen in the first place?I sighed out loud in frustration as I slowly walked towards her and hugged her. Her body stiffened for just one second, she was surprised with my action. Then she put her arms around me and started stroking my back tenderly, just like when I was a child. Something in me cracked.I wasn’
⭐ 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
⭐ 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 thro
⭐️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, fin
⭐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
⭐Aria POV⭐ This time the surprise was for them and not me. I stood my ground and raised my head trying to be as proud and arrogant as Klaus. I was his Luna afterall. They all stared at me with eyes wide open and shocked faces. The four of them just stood in front of us thunderstruck. I thought Ni







