LOGINGENA. “So you are Micah?” I asked, but he didn't reply. Instead, he handed the phone back to me, then stared at Kyra, who was quiet and sobbing. Arlan held her close, glaring at me in particular like I was some kind of traitor. I scoffed just by looking at how close they stuck with each other. That was why it was easy to get hold of them at once. While they disappeared into the crowd, leaving Evie and Ryan behind, I followed after them. Who would have thought their disobedience would favour me so damn much. Micah bent down to snatch Kyra away, but Arlan was stubborn and placed himself in between. It earned a hiss from me, seeing Arlan struggle so much with Micah when he couldn't even fight against me when I knocked them off. I should have used the sleeping injections instead. That way, he would sleep longer and wouldn't have to be so damn loud. Micah successfully pried Arlan away, and when Kyra yelled with that tiny voice of hers and kicked her legs against the mud, Micah press
KYRAN. It was yesterday when Mabel returned from the arena with drowsy eyes. Throughout that day, she spent it in her room, sleeping — or so she said. Ralph had lost. More like he conceded the fight, and it was just Zachary and Mabel to the third phase. But something was strange. The elders suddenly decided to go into seclusion, saying that they were going to decide the third phase. “Alpha, she is awake now.” Reed’s voice got me to lift my head. I have been buried in paperwork since she had been sleeping. More like avoiding me, but I also didn't want to disturb her when I had work to do. It's strange that Silas went silent and wasn't doing anything to push back yet. I wonder when he decides to act. I dropped the pen on the documents I was signing and shoved it aside. The wall clock showed it was a few minutes past three, and Kyra was not back yet. She always returned by two on the dot, accompanied by Ryan, and sometimes, Evie. “Mhm.” I nodded in reply, then stood up. “Is Kyra
GENA. I expected to find the gamma on the door when I opened it, but all I saw was a cloaked man. He peeled the hood off his head, then took a step closer, forcing the door to open. I gasped as I took a few steps backwards before finding my footing. His jaw looked like they were especially sculpted out of stone. Like it took time to get those sharp edges. His eyes were dark, with black eyeliner as well. Probably how his eyes were because they looked dim. His cloak was torn. More like a design to resemble some ancient druid. It was rare to see this kind of dressing in this modern time, but it also wasn't, since this was the Bloodmoon pack —the pack that has refused to adopt modern traditions and technology. “What do you want with me?” I asked, very much aware that I had seen this cloaked man stand before Silas for some time, and still had no idea who he was. “It depends on how you cooperate,” he said calmly, making me squint. “I need you to do something for me.” My brows shot up
SILAS.Sitting with the fact that Kyran was smart enough to spot the imported wines made me crumple the files in my hands and toss them into the trash basket behind me. Of all the times to play the smart Alpha, it had to be now? Now, I was slowly executing my plans. It didn't help that those useless men returned to the pack from the border after they had been spotted, giving Kyran a clue that it had been me. My claws were elongated, but I wasn't moving to destroy anything yet. Besides, this is my laboratory as much as it was my chambers, and I couldn't just destroy anything. It also doesn't mean that I didn't want to snap the neck of the cloaked bastard standing a few centimetres away from me. He was staring down at my hands as if waiting for me to throw the lump of wax sitting on the desk his way. But even this wax was more important than he was.I sucked in a breath, then stood up. The chamber smelt like coal masked with an expensive lily deodorant, enough to mess up the respirat
MABEL. My lips were parted. Fuck me? Oh, now that was easy for him to say? When did we get to this point? I had quite a lot of things to say. The words were on my tongue, burning hot, but I absolutely could not bring myself to say it because the lump in my throat was stretching wider, and it took my voice with the growth.“Why doesn't anybody want me?” He asked, but it sounded like a statement. Like he was repeating what I had said to him earlier in the sitting room. He took a step closer. I didn't move from where I stood; if anything, I also went closer to him, daring him to take another step. He paused. “Isn't that what you said earlier?” “So that's what you wanted to talk about?” I asked, but it sounded more like a statement because right now I let out a low scoff and glanced away from him, staring at everything in the room that looked better than this man who absolutely enraged me. “I wanted to ask if that included you as well? You don't want me?” I sneered, “If that's why
MABEL. The beeping sound from my phone made my eyes flutter open. Light stormed into my eyes, my lids still heavy. A groan left my lips as I shut them, then opened them again before turning to grab my phone.My eyes settled on the incense burner, and I noticed the lavender dust sitting inside it. That's right. I forced my body up, stretching my arms and back, before resting my foot on the floor.Last night, I actually used the sticks, and it surprisingly calmed my nerves and stabilised my racing heartbeat. I snatched the phone next to it and swiped it open. An official email from the elders. The next phase was tomorrow, not today. Actually, I came back to this palace just because of the information I received. The next phase was starting, and I still don't understand what was going on in the elders’ heads. Well, I guess I would have to find out tomorrow then. As for today, I would rather rest from the one week's worth of vigilance in the Sima pack. I was about to drop the phon
Mabel’s POV The moment Kyran picked up the pen and signed those adoption papers for Gena's child, something inside me just died completely, and any tiny bit of hope I had left for this marriage was gone. I didn't even feel like crying anymore, just went totally cold as I watched him hand the docu
Mabel’s POVThe moment I heard those nurses mention a celebration at the pack house, something inside me snapped completely, and before I realized it, I was already grabbing my coat and rushing out of the hospital room.“Luna?” the nanny called after me in confusion.“Stay with her,” I said quickly
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 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







