MasukWhile Serenity and Levante were heading to the Ice Island to enjoy their honeymoon, the punishments for those who had offended others grew so severe that even the royal members hesitated before making any wrong moves. The laws Levante had enforced left little room for mercy or favoritism. Word of the consequences spread quickly through the pack, and people who once acted without thought now weighed every word and action carefully, their shoulders tightening whenever the General’s name was mentioned.In the study of the packhouse, Lumina sat helping Lazarus sort through a stack of files. Papers rustled under their hands as they worked in the quiet afternoon light. Veronica stood nearby, organizing another set of documents, her movements precise and unhurried. Lumina looked up at her sister-in-law, a faint crease forming between her brows as an old memory surfaced.“Veronica, have you heard? Serenity’s mother—you remember her, right?”Lazarus, who rarely spoke more than necessary, lif
Levante,Serenity smiled up at me as we walked down the quiet road leading away from the village. “It’s the best gift ever,” she said, her voice soft with wonder. Her fingers brushed against mine, then she reached for my hand properly, wrapping her arm around it and resting her head against my shoulder. “Thank you, Levante. It feels like a dream coming true.”I patted the top of her head, feeling the warmth of her through the simple contact. “This land is yours now. Decorate it however you wish. I’ve already hired people to look after the flower garden and the house so you won’t have to worry about any of the upkeep.”She nodded against me. Her cheeks were still puffy and faintly red from the tears she had shed earlier. She had cried a great deal after everything that had happened, and the sight of it still sat heavy in my chest. This girl. I let out a quiet sigh. As long as she was happy with what I had given her, I wouldn’t mind what it cost or who it hurt. Her contentment was the o
Serenity, “Here is the land deed. And...” Daniel paused as he slowly, with shaky hands, placed a wooden box on the table. My breath caught. For a second I lost my balance. Thankfully Levante stood right behind me, his arm wrapped protectively around my waist. The solid weight of his arm kept me upright when my knees threatened to give way. I stared at the box as if it might vanish if I blinked. Tears streamed down my face as I reached for the wooden box. It was rare snakewood that could only be found in Dad’s birthplace. The wood had been his mother’s engagement gift to her. She left it with him so he could turn it into a jewelry box when he married. But since my mother died before he adopted me, and he never knew whether she would have liked a simple piece of wood, he never gave it to her. Regretting that he had not even tried to offer it to her, he asked me to help him make a box from the wood. I was ten years old, still weak and quiet after another brutal medical checkup.
Serenity,"It's a helicopter. A giant helicopter there down the mountain." A young pup ran to his mother, shouting loudly.Each step, I felt my chest heaving. The more I walked toward the village, the more I recognized the place. Since we entered from the opposite side of the village, I could not recognize it at first.But now every happy memory, every nightmare, and every terror started rushing in. Levante noticed my expression. He firmly held my hand."You are home, Serenity. And the home people have taken away from you. Today I will make them give it back to you."My eyes widened. "What do you mean?"He did not answer. He held my gaze, and those red eyes carried only one thought: Trust me.I swallowed hard and nodded. "Alright. I will do whatever you want to do."A few villagers had already gathered along the road as we walked into the village. Everyone wore a curious gaze. Some recognized us. Some did not.Someone spoke of the royal marriage and how large the celebration had been.
Serenity,I lost my hair clutch again. The words slipped out under my breath while I hunted through the room. After opening the wedding gifts from the guests and the royal families, I could barely remember where I had put anything of my own.Just as the frustration started to climb, Levante walked in. He held out a beautiful box. “Here.”My eyes locked on it at once. This was the eighth gift box he had given me. Every single day he either sent something or carried one in himself.“What is it?”He said nothing. He walked straight to the dressing table and set the box inside the drawer I used most often. I watched the smooth way his hands moved. Those hands were rough from years of swords and claws, yet he placed the box without a single sound. The quiet precision held my attention.My mischievous thoughts drifted to his hair. Before I could stop myself, my fingers slid through the strands. It would have been a waste not to touch something that perfect.“Stop doing that,” he said, the t
Serenity,Throughout the day, I met a few herb masters who cultivated herbs and rare plants capable of producing strong poisons. Their knowledge ran deep, and the careful way they handled each leaf and root made it clear these were no ordinary gardens. As the Luna of the Great Lycan General, who commanded over two thousand officers, I felt a growing need to contribute meaningfully and take my position seriously. Sitting idle while Levante carried the weight of the kingdom no longer felt right. If I could learn the properties of these plants, I might one day protect our people in ways that went beyond ceremony.Leon arrived around noon, carrying a cloth bag heavy with seeds. The scent of dried earth and green stems clung to him as he stepped into the study.“My Luna,” he said, setting the bag carefully on the table. “These are the herb seeds I saved for next year’s planting. Would you like to check them?” He spread the contents across the polished wood—tiny packets labeled in neat scr
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, 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
Serenity Redwolf, Twenty years ago, In a noble family, two daughters were born. One was the perfect definition of beauty; every strand of hair seemed blessed with a golden touch, her eyes were blue like the ocean, and her cries sounded like the melody of a new spring. Even the midwife could not







