MasukSerenity,This time, no one managed a gasp loud enough to break the stunned silence that had settled over the clearing. My fingers tightened in the fabric of Levante’s cloak as I stared at the figure standing before us. A few of the onlookers collapsed where they stood. Martin seemed to forget how to draw breath. My own heart slammed against my ribs like a frantic warning drum.It was not Kae. It was not any ordinary human. Dante, Levante’s Lycan, towered there in his full seven-foot form, the raw press of his energy so dense that the air itself felt thinner. Everyone around us struggled simply to keep breathing under the weight of it.My breath caught when he slowly sank to his knees. One massive paw lifted and brushed my face with surprising gentleness, wiping away the mix of tears and blood that had dried there.“It’s finally over, Serenity,” his deep, beastly voice echoed directly inside my mind. “As I promised, we came back for you.”“Dante,” I whispered, scarcely able to believe
Serenity,I ran through the entire corridor as if the floor itself might open and swallow me whole. The main entrance stood almost two minutes away from Martin’s wing, yet every step stretched the distance into something endless. I ran the way a person runs when chased by a stray dog, lungs searing, heart hammering so hard it felt ready to break free of my ribs. Nothing else existed except the need to reach him.By the time I skidded to a stop in front of the heavy doors, my chest burned from the breath I had held too long. My elbow ached from the movement I had kept clenched the entire way, but the pain barely registered. A grin stretched across my face, so wide it made my cheeks hurt. I looked at the butler, who still had not moved to open the door. Thick Lycan energy slipped through the gaps, dropping the temperature until the air itself felt sharp against my skin.“Open the door!” I said, my voice shaking. “Quick!”The butler met my
Nicole Barnes paced back and forth in the north wing, her footsteps sharp and uneven against the floor. Frustration burned in her chest and spilled into her voice."Biologically related? How is it possible? Uncle doesn't have any relatives! Not even a sibling."Madam Valarie combed her hair with slow, deliberate strokes as she relaxed into the chair. She had heard this complaint before and found it tiresome."Why are you making the morning too much depressing? Removing a girl like her is just a matter of time!" She clicked her tongue and tied her hair with a hair clip, her expression calm and faintly contemptuous.Nicole stomped her foot hard enough to echo. The unfairness of it all pressed on her until she could no longer keep quiet."You said once he marries you, I will be the Heiress. Now everyone treats her like she owns this empire. Do you think it's fair to me?"Years of careful expectation sat behind those words. She had grown up believing the position would one day belong to h
Serenity,I was injected with the suppressant the moment the female healer stepped into my room. Because Martin was biologically related to me, my scent had no effect on him. Kae was different. Even though I had tried to mask the truth by suppressing my scent, he still realized it affected him the way a mate’s scent should.Yet I felt no agitation or fragility in our mate-bond. Instead, something deeper stirred inside me. Lily and Nadyra both began acknowledging the bond despite my efforts to hold them back, almost as if Kae had already accepted it before we ever faced him.He remained outside the entire time, through the healer’s careful bandaging of my hand, through the female servant helping me change clothes, and through Martin’s return with breakfast.After the suppressant took hold, my body felt lighter than I expected. It must have been a strong dose, meant to keep Nadyra from losing control. Her scent was already filling the building.Three hours of sleep later, I gradually re
The morning in Blackthorne Castle carried none of the quiet strength it usually held. A heavy stillness hung in the corridors, thick enough that even the household pets paced restlessly or pressed themselves into shadowed corners, ears twitching at every distant footfall. Something unspoken had settled over the stone walls, and everyone who lived within them could feel it.In the private lounge of his wing, the Lycan King sat deep in his recliner, eyes fixed on the pale stretch of sky beyond the tall windows. His expression was complicated, lined with thoughts he had carried through the night. Levante had returned home only hours earlier. He had offered no explanation for his absence, no account of where he had gone or what he had endured. He had simply announced that he agreed to the marriage.The King was not ignorant of the old sins. He knew what his grandfather and his own father had done to the Silver Lycans generations ago. That buried history was the reason the mainland had n
Serenity,The night passed in quiet anticipation that never fully settled. Sleep came only in fragments. Each time I closed my eyes, Levante’s face appeared with stubborn clarity, and I forced myself awake again, scrolling through my phone simply to keep the hours moving.When I woke, something felt wrong. My body was heavy, every joint and muscle aching under a pressure that sat deep in the bone. Heat moved beneath my skin in slow, relentless waves, nothing like the fevered cycles I had known with Lily. Sweat cooled against the rising temperature until the two sensations tangled into one continuous discomfort.I pushed the blanket aside and sat up carefully. “Nadyra,” I whispered as I eased off the bed. “Are you—?”“Yes.” Her voice came low and tight.“How many days does a Lycan’s heat last?” I asked, reaching for the phone. I knew almost nothing about Lycan biology.I headed for the bathroom out of habit, searching as I walked.
Serenity, As soon as Nolan left with his friends, barely moving on his feet, my Wolf howled in my head in pain. The crushing blow felt like a tidal wave hitting my chest, firing straight across my heart. My knees almost buckled underneath me. I grabbed the edge of the kitchen counter to steady my
Serenity,The impact was soul-crushing, as though someone had grabbed something precious from inside my chest and ripped it out with bare hands. The bond snapped loud enough to deafen us. Pain exploded through every vein, every nerve, every breath. It felt like my soul had been torn apart and throw
Serenity,By the time I took the subway and arrived home, my throat had swollen like a balloon. The grip around my neck had been too tight for my body to have a normal reaction anyway.My knees were still shaking from the impact, traumatizing me beyond fixing. I hurriedly grabbed my purse, searched
Levante,Two hundred years ago, when the Lycans ruled the world of Werewolves, forcing the entire earth to kneel and beg for their mercy, my grandfather, the late Lycan King, captured countless women and she-wolves to build his own harem.On a full moon night, while the Kingdom of Werewolves remain







