LOGINSerenity,
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 myself, breathing unevenly as the pain clawed through my body. As long as you don't get marked or mark your mate, a one-sided rejection is still considered rejection. So, he didn't need to accept or reject it verbally. The bond still cracked enough to hurt. But this pain wasn't only because of rejection. My throat burned viciously. It had swollen so badly that every breath scraped painfully through my airway. I hurriedly grabbed the first aid box from the cabinet and searched for the bandage with trembling fingers. My hands were shaking so badly that the entire box slipped once, crashing onto the floor. " Get it together," I muttered hoarsely to myself. I quickly wrapped the bandage around my neck. The Lycan Prince's bruise had already been flaring violently since I left the Packhouse and Nolan's brutal grip had only made it worse. The blood didn't stop thanks to my medical conditions. The skin felt raw, sensitive and now burning. " Pathetic," I whispered to myself. My reflection from the dark kitchen window looked miserable. Red eyes. Pale skin. Trembling lips. A woman who looked like she hadn't slept in weeks. Tears stung my eyes immediately. My shaky hands could barely move around my neck as I adjusted the bandage. All the humiliation, all the pain, all the hurt I had been enduring for God knows how long, crashed over my body at once. A broken sob escaped my throat. Within six hours, I had gone through humiliation, fear, physical pain, heartbreak, and now terror. My mind could barely process everything fast enough. " Why does this keep happening to us?" Swan whimpered weakly inside my head. I squeezed my eyes shut. " I don't know." My voice cracked. After putting on the bandage with tears spilling over my thighs, I opened the pantry to eat something. My medicine had to be taken on time. Otherwise, my condition would worsen again. But I wasn't surprised when I saw that even the emergency protein bars I had kept aside were gone. Empty. Everything was empty. Nothing except a pack of instant noodles remained on the shelf. I stared at the pantry silently for a long moment. " They took those too," Swan whispered bitterly. Anger flared through my chest, hot and sharp, but all I could do was swallow it down painfully and grab the noodles instead. Swan went quiet for a second before speaking softly. " Now I don't regret it." I hurriedly started boiling the noodles. I loomed over the stove while the water bubbled aggressively, steam blurring the air around me. And with that steam, terrible memories started surfacing one after another. Nolan laughing while his friends mocked me. Luna Evelyn throwing my food away because she thought I was " eating too much." Or the slap earlier, accusing me of eyeing her man. The pack members whispering behind my back. My father lying lifeless on the hospital bed while I held his cold hand. The Lycan Prince's terrifying gaze earlier today. My breathing became uneven again. " Stop thinking about it," Swan pleaded weakly. " Please." I forced myself to look away from the boiling pot. However, I couldn't dwell on it for long when my phone suddenly rang. The sharp sound startled me badly enough that I nearly dropped the spoon. I looked over my shoulder and saw the phone vibrating across the counter. Just then, I noticed the caller ID. Sunya. My brows furrowed instantly. I wiped my hands on the kitchen towel before grabbing the phone. I didn't expect to hear from work again. Not after everything that had happened. " Sunya?" I answered the call, trying to flatten my voice despite the pain in my throat. " Girl!" Her voice came out frantic immediately. " I have been calling you for half an hour. Where are you?" I blinked in confusion. " Calm down. What happened?" I asked while clearing my throat painfully. " What didn't happen?" she almost cried out. " The Lycans are pissed. They are threatening Alpha Ronald. Everyone is panicking. They are searching for you everywhere. What did you do?" My stomach dropped instantly. Cold fear crawled beneath my skin. " They want you to meet them immediately," Sunya whispered anxiously. " Serenity, tell me honestly. Did something happen?" A violent shiver passed through my body. They wanted me there. " He wants to kill us," Swan whispered fearfully. " Run. He must be furious that we witnessed him killing those men." My fingers tightened around the phone. My heartbeat became deafening. " Are you listening?" Sunya asked desperately. " Please come here. Maybe it's a misunderstanding. Alpha Richard is already reprimanding Luna for firing you." I froze slightly. Luna Beatrice was being reprimanded? That almost never happened. He always defended his beloved woman from any kind of situation. " Serenity?" I straightened slowly. " Sorry, Sunya," I whispered tiredly. " I am fired. And I think it's finally time for me to know myself better." Silence filled the line for a moment. " Wh-What?" she stammered. " What do you mean by that?" Her breathing sounded shaky. " It's chaotic here. The Lycans are losing their minds. They look terrifying. One of them almost destroyed the entrance gate. Everyone is scared." Swan whimpered loudly inside me. " We need to leave now." I swallowed painfully. " I am choosing myself," I whispered while digging my nails into the wooden edge of the counter. " I am exhausted, Sunya." My voice nearly broke at the last sentence. " Thanks for helping me all this time." " Wait..." Her voice cracked. " Stop talking like that. You're scaring me." I looked around the empty kitchen quietly. This house never felt like home anyway. " Serenity, please don't disappear," Sunya whispered. " At least tell me where you're going." I shut my eyes tightly. " I don't know yet." " Then come here first. We'll figure something out together." For a second, I almost agreed. But then Nolan's face flashed across my mind. The Lycan Prince's cold eyes followed immediately after. Fear suffocated me again. I still felt his grip around my throat, " Hang up," Swan cried inside my head. " We cannot handle Nolan's torture and now a cursed Lycan Prince with his entire family. We are dead." Swan was already weakened after the rejection. And now there was a possible death sentence hanging over us simply because we had witnessed something we were never supposed to see. It was too much. " I have to go," I whispered softly. " Serenity-" I ended the call before she could continue. My hands moved quickly after that. I hurriedly grabbed my purse before rushing toward my room. I shoved a few clothes into my duffle bag alongside my medicine bottle and important documents. " The bank," I muttered under my breath. " I need to go to the bank first." My emergency savings were still there. Not much. But enough to survive for a while in the village. " Let's go home," Swan whispered softly. " Our actual home." My movements slowed slightly. Dad's old house. The small countryside home he had left for both of us before he died. My chest tightened painfully at the memory of him. " Okay," I whispered. My eyes burned again. " Let's go home." I grabbed the duffle bag and walked toward the front door. But the second I pulled it open, my entire body froze. My breath caught violently inside my throat. He was standing there. Arms folded. Broad shoulders blocking the doorway completely. Those dark eyes locked directly onto mine. They were calm, dangerously cold and unreasonable. The cold night breeze swept past him, carrying the scent of smoke, leather, and something overwhelmingly powerful. My Wolf whimpered instantly. " Good evening, Miss Serenity Redwolf." He smirked, leaning closer, " Are you heading somewhere?" My grip on the bag loosened immediately. " Lycan Prince?" I whispered weakly, barely able to move. My throat tightened again in fear. His eyes slowly traveled toward the bandage wrapped around my neck. " Does it hurt?"Levante, She recovered faster than any of us expected. Within a week the healers agreed she was strong enough to leave the medical wing and return home. The moment we stepped back into our own rooms she stood still for a long time, simply looking around as if she needed to confirm that everything was still real. I stayed close behind her, ready to steady her if she needed it, but she only reached back and took my hand. The days that followed were filled with quiet family visits. Martin and Silvan met properly for the first time. There was no tension between them. Martin, true to his word, promised to help Silvan return to the Moon Servant Pack as soon as the arrangements could be made. Silvan never once asked Serenity to acknowledge him as her father. He seemed to understand exactly who she was and how deeply she loved the man who had raised her. I respected him for that silence more than I could say. My mother’s punishment was changed. She was moved to the most notorious cell in
Levante,Serenity slept for another two hours after she first woke. I stayed in the chair beside the bed, her hand resting loosely in mine, and watched the slow, even rise of her chest. The color in her face had deepened a little more. Every so often her fingers would curl weakly around mine, as if even in sleep she was making sure I was still there.When her eyes opened again, they were clearer than before. She blinked at the soft afternoon light, then turned her head on the pillow until she found me.“You’re still here.”“I told you I would be.”A small, tired smile touched her lips. Before either of us could say more, the door opened quietly. Lunaria stepped in first, carrying a simple glass vase filled with pale white and soft pink flowers. Behind her came Dad, then Martin, and two of the older aunts who had been waiting in the corridor. Each of them held flowers of their own—small, carefully chosen bundles that would not overwhelm the room with scent.Lunaria’s eyes shone the mom
Levante, I stayed where I was, one hand carefully wrapping around hers, the other resting lightly against the edge of the mattress so I would not crowd her. The monitors continued their steady rhythm, calmer than they had been in days. Her breathing was even. The faint color that had returned to her cheeks the day before looked stronger now under the soft light of the recovery room. Minutes passed. Lunaria quietly stepped back to give us space, though she did not leave the room. I kept my eyes on Serenity’s face, afraid that if I looked away the small smile might disappear. Then her lashes fluttered. Once. Twice. Her eyes opened slowly, heavy and unfocused at first. She blinked against the light, and her gaze drifted until it found mine. For a moment she only stared, as if she needed time to remember where she was. Then her fingers moved weakly inside my hand. “Levante…” The sound of my name in her voice, hoarse, quiet, but real, hit me harder than any blow I had taken in
Levante, “These people… they were all my close and loyal friends. Did they really plan to assassinate us?” Dad’s voice cracked on the last word, though he kept his face carefully controlled. He was the Great Lycan King. In front of betrayal he never allowed true emotion to show. Still, the painful realization hit me hard enough that my own chest tightened. Those men had stood beside him for decades. They had helped him rule the kingdom with what everyone believed was loyalty and trust. Now he was forced to accept that the same people he had called friends had planned to wipe out the entire royal family. Even he could not fully trust what his eyes were seeing on the reports spread across the table. “Get my order,” he said at last. “Arrest every single person involved and handle them accordingly. It seems I placed too much trust in them.” “As you command,” I answered, then turned toward the ICU doors. Serenity’s condition had improved since the antidote entered her system, but the
Levante,Xavier’s call came less than forty minutes after I returned to the medical wing. Martin still stood near the ICU doors, arms crossed, jaw locked. Ivan remained a quiet presence against the wall. The moment my phone vibrated I stepped away from them and answered.“We have him,” Xavier said. “He tried to leave the city through a private airstrip under a false name. We intercepted the vehicle on the service road. He’s uninjured and being brought to the lower facility now.”“How long?”“Twelve minutes.”I ended the call and turned back to the others. “Sean is in custody. I’m going down. Stay here. The moment anything changes with Serenity, call me.”Martin’s eyes narrowed. “Bring the antidote back. Nothing else matters.”I gave a short nod and left.The corridors of the palace felt narrower than usual. Every step carried the weight of the messages I had read earlier and the image of Serenity’s pale face under the oxygen mask. The cold focus that had settled over me during the fir
Levante, She struggled hard in my grip. Her legs kicked upward in a desperate attempt to break free. I slammed her back against the concrete floor and crouched over her, one knee pressing her shoulder down so she could not rise again. “You still have the guts to lie.” “I am not lying!” she cried out, voice cracking. “It is Sean Swanblood. If you do not believe me, check my phone. Gamma Xavier already took my things.” I turned my head toward the corner of the room. Xavier stood there in silence, expression unreadable. The moment the name left her mouth he stepped forward and held out a clear evidence bag. “I have not checked anything,” he said. “You instructed us not to touch her belongings.” I nodded once and took the bag. Inside lay a standard black phone, the screen still unlocked from earlier handling. I pulled it free and held it out to her. “Unlock it.” Her hands shook so badly she nearly dropped it. She pressed her thumb to the sensor. The screen lit up. I took the devic
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
Serenity, I had been bullied since I could remember the beginning of my life. I used to cry in my Dad's arms, asking why I had to be so heavy, so slow and so ugly. Why nobody ever acknowledged me as their friend, why I was always the one left out, always the one whispered about. But Dad used to
Serenity, "Are you alright?" Sunya, one of the Luna's personal servants, held out a candy toward me. "Here, take it before your blood sugar drops again." I nodded quietly before taking it, my fingers brushing against hers for a brief second, warm and steady. I unwrapped it and shoved it into my m







