LOGINGENA. Nothing was working! The instigated news to make Kyran push Mabel away, even my curse on Mabel's life wasn't working as well. Everything was just so wrong. I walked over to the flower vase I had been staring at, picked it up and slammed it on the wall. A loud sound erupted from the crack, and it scattered on the floor into tiny pieces. I had suffered to push that narrative all the way to Darknile's pack. I really did suffer to do it. I endured shame, even stole some cash. I have explored every aspect of shame and yet, Mabel was doing so well. It was as if my struggles to see her undone were like water against a rock — It didn't affect it one bit. The door flung open, making me jerk. I shifted my gaze from the shattered vase to the man who just opened the door. “It's been thirty minutes since lord Silas called for you, why do you keep him waiting?” The man asked, his voice gravelly. He smelt rotten. No, not rotten. He smelt like leather burning in fire. I didn't dare scrun
KYRAN. Micah was seen around the border a few days ago. That simply meant that he was smart enough to disappear from Darknile once he realised that Mabel was still very much alive and unharmed. But Mabel hadn't mentioned about him, which meant she didn't know his identity. If I told her, she would be distracted from the contest. I shook my head. Forget it. I won't tell her anything yet. I will just try my best to protect her until the contest is over. My laptop was turned on before me. The same video from three days ago was replaying on it. I have heard the audio a lot of times that it now felt illegal. “Alpha Kyran of Darknile's pack. The ex supreme Alpha of the werewolf clan has been noted to be a wife in his own marriage by letting his woman lead after him, and bringing shame to Darknile's pack.” I scrolled to the next video. They all sounded and looked like a joke to me. I used to think this way. That Mabel was a dishonour to me. For forcing me to marry her when I though
MABEL. I advanced, but my muscles didn't feel like mine. Every step to the waiting area felt like a job. I could feel my legs quivering, my heart still pounding in my chest for a reason I didn't understand. I still managed to get there. My face was scrunched, my head splitting from a headache. I bet I looked pale as well. “Humph,” Jared scoffed beside me. His voice travelled in waves, but the murmurs of the crowd drowned it. “Even you can do it, so it's that easy. This is a joke.” My fist balled. I didn't take my eyes off him. He had his arms folded, his lips tilted upwards, while he stared at the bulls like they were a piece of cake. That wasn't what made my fist ball. It was the fact that he considered himself stronger than I was because I was a woman. “Careful, you might get eliminated from just that thought.” He sneered. “I am an Alpha,” he said, his voice coated with pride. “What can two little bulls do to me?” I tilted my head slightly, but I squinted from the he
MABEL.I believed that the names had been shuffled, but I actually never thought I would be called Second. “What now?” Zachary teased beside me. “Don't tell me you are scared of two ugly-looking bulls.” I glanced at him, looking him up and down, before I glanced away. I came down the waiting area, straight onto the sound, and walked slowly. I wasn't as confident as Ralph, who acted like the bull's presence was a normal occurrence in his pack. No. Each of my steps was laced in a cautiousness. The whispers sauntered through just like usual. The people only knew wrong: mock, praise, imagine big, judge without actually being on the field to have a test of it. “Ralph did it so easily, but it's obvious that this round is hard. I doubt your Luna would survive this round.” “Even though I don't have faith in her, why do you think I bet on Zachary? I only care about my riches, not some woman who doesn't know her place.” I tried harder to not listen to the voices, but they were too loud,
MABEL. The break was over, and we were back at the arena first thing in the morning. It was filled like last time, people whispering, murmuring. It buzzed so loudly that my ears were starting to hurt. Only seven of us had advanced, and we were the only ones standing in the sand right now. Myself, Zachary, Beaumont, Jared, Ralph, and Sita. Our gaze was fixed on Elder Bane, who was standing on the raised platform. His gaze lingered for a long time on each and every one of us, as if making sure we were prepared. Not like he would bother to stop the game if any of us wasn't. “Welcome to the second round of the first phase,” Elder Bane announced in a loud voice. Everyone bellowed, clapping their hands so loudly that it drowned out the arena. The sand where I stood was starting to shake, and even the first rose speedily, gaining on my face. I could literally taste the sand on my tongue. They stopped when Elder Bane signalled with his hands. Silence reigned again, louder tha
MABEL. How …how did he get to know about that? “It's none of your business,” I deflected, then outstretched my hands again. “Hand over the necklace.” “They are not your parents. That simply means that you inherited the Alpha title of the Crescent Zenith pack.” “The necklace.” He sighed, then pivoted and made his way towards his bed while stretching his arms as if they had been dislocated. “I already told you,” he started, then stopped in his tracks. He craned his neck slightly. “I don't know where it is,” He completed. “But since you lost it in this room, we could as well search together. What do you say?” He said this all with his back facing me. I bit my lip so hard that it could bleed. Fine. I wouldn't leave this room without getting my hands on that necklace. Although the ritual had been destroyed, the necklace was still mine. Something my real parents left behind. And after one year was over, I would seal the bond again. I wouldn't let whatever shitty mate bond or emotio
MABEL'S POV I kept running, legs quaking, as I kept turning back. My legs caught onto a stake. It slashed me. “Argh,” I groaned, secured Kyra safely, stood up, and continued again. Kyra groaned in my embrace, awoken by how fast I have been running and the sound of my ragged breathing. I slowed d
MABEL'S POV I stopped before the hospital, stepped out of the car, and rushed inside. Nurses ran from one corner to the other, a few patients seated at the side, probably awaiting the doctor. My gaze was fixed ahead, legs heavy with each step I took. The most important thing right now wasn't the
Mabel’s POV“Kyran, how could you do this to your own child?” I gritted out, my fingers tightening around the phone until my knuckles turned pale. But no matter how angry or heartbroken I felt right now, I refused to let his foolishness cost my daughter her life.The pack had always hated me since
Mabel’s POVMy child’s cry echoed in the hospital room, and she had been in this condition for the past six months, living between machines, injections, and restless nights that never seemed to end, with just one month left. The doctors said the only thing that could save her would be a heart surg







