LOGINIt was the smile he had right before he snapped. Chase knew that the wider it grew, the closer their master was to boiling over... and the more vicious his next move would be.So Chase could only feel a flicker of pity for Hannah. Whatever was coming, she had brought it entirely upon herself.But then their master’s creepy smile shifted, his gaze snapping back to Chase. Chase could almost see the calculations turning behind his master’s eyes, gears clicking into place, and the target of that calculation was unmistakably him.For a moment, Chase felt his heartbeat stop. Dread crawled up his spine, but he forced himself to stay composed. He had no idea what their master was planning, but whatever it was, he would have to find a way to deal with it later."Now then... what should we do about this, hmm, Chase?" their master asked. But it was obvious he was only asking for show; he had no intention of hearing Chase’s opinion. Before Chase could even open his mouth, their master continued,
Chase still hadn’t changed out of his clothes, and Hannah’s scent still clung faintly to him, something their master picked up immediately. But instead of erupting in rage, he looked entertained.After all, he had shoved countless women at Chase over the years, hoping that Chase would eventually grow attached to one of them.A woman bonded to Chase would’ve given him another chain to wrap around Chase’s neck, another weakness he could exploit to ensure absolute obedience. Yet Chase never touched a single woman he was offered.Their master had once thought the trauma he inflicted had twisted Chase into preferring men instead, but that theory died quickly, too. Chase would sooner kill a man than let one touch him intimately. So the only explanation he settled on was simple: Chase’s dick must be broken.And because of that assumption, Chase had remained celibate for years, an untouched weapon, sharp, loyal, and useful in all the ways that mattered.But the fact that Hannah, his favored w
"Chase..." Hannah whimpered coquettishly, her voice trembling with need. She wanted him to move, wanted his fingers inside her pussy, wanted him to make her feel good, but Chase’s hand remained exactly where it was. He didn’t curl a finger, didn’t shift his palm; he simply watched as she rolled her hips, using her own wetness to rub against his unmoving hand.He didn’t react. Not even a flicker.When Hannah reached toward his crotch again, desperate to spark something out of him, she froze because there was still nothing. No response. No desire. No heat. The realization hit her like a slap, burning humiliation creeping up her throat. Was her charm failing? Did he not even see her as a woman?And in truth... he didn’t.In Chase’s eyes, Hannah wasn’t a temptress; she was merely a she-wolf, a weak creature clinging to him like a parasite desperate for survival. A woman who wanted to use him as her escape route out of this hell.She reveled in the luxuries their master provided, delighted
And the more he ignored her, the more she craved him. She wanted all of him, his body, his strength, his attention, his affection. She wanted him to fuck her as hard as he could, as if his life depended on it, until she felt claimed, until she felt like she mattered to him.But no matter how many signs she dropped, no matter how boldly she tried to entice him, Chase never reacted. He remained cold, unreadable, a block of stone that refused to warm under her touch.So now, she had no choice but to push further, to bare herself completely if that’s what it took to finally break through that wall of ice he kept between them.But more than that, Hannah knew Chase was still a virgin. Back then, when he finally found his fated mate, someone from his former pack, they had yet to mark or mate with each other.Everything was being prepared for their marking ceremony, a grand celebration where he would officially give her the title of Luna once he inherited his father’s position as Alpha. They
"I—I think they didn’t actually know what was happening," he stammered, scrambling for any thread of hope. "They only set up the perimeter because they were afraid someone might try to approach the locust swarm..."Since he had already spoken, and since their master’s fury was clearly aimed his way, Marcus threw pride and caution out the window. His fear pushed him forward."I know Alpha Carlisle," he continued, forcing the words out quickly. "He’s smart. Meticulous. The moment he saw the locust swarm and how fast it was growing, he must’ve set up not only a perimeter around it, but all over the Golden Hue Pack. To keep anyone from getting close."Even though admitting it made his stomach twist, Marcus pressed on."Much as I hate to say it... Carlisle is damn sharp. He picks up hints fast. If he realized someone was manipulating things behind the scenes, then he must’ve suspected our moves. I’m certain he baited us and tried to lure us in so he could get answers.""Because if Carlisle
He let Chase stew in the weight of his words, silently demanding an explanation, while Marcus knelt not far away, equally tense and subdued."My lord, it’s Chae’s fault! He didn’t follow my plan properly, and that’s why we ended up like this!" Marcus was quick to throw the accusation, hoping to save his own skin by shifting all the blame onto Chase. After all, it didn’t matter who took the fall; the mission had already failed.Besides, Marcus believed their master wouldn’t easily kill Chase. With his Alpha bloodline, Chase was too valuable a pawn to dispose of so quickly. But Marcus? His usefulness had long since run out.Years of failed attempts to secure the princess had reduced him to nothing more than a source of information, only for that information to fail repeatedly. And now, he had to face the bitter truth that the Luna he had never taken seriously was the real princess all along.This mission was supposed to be Marcus’s redemption, a chance to prove his worth to their master
Victoria's POV Raquel didn't need to complete her statement. The unspoken words hung in the air, allowing everyone to fill in the blanks with their own assumptions. Speculation spread like wildfire through the hall. What Raquel truly wanted was for everyone to believe that, as Carlisle’s curren
Tori’s POV As instructed, I put on something nice, a dress I had been holding onto, hoping for the day I could wear it in front of Alpha Carlisle, sharing a quiet dinner together. I never imagined that day would come so soon. After washing up and dressing, I applied light makeup to conceal the exh
Tori’s POV The next day, the sun glaringly pierced through the curtains. I couldn't remember when I had fallen asleep the night before, but as far as I recalled, I dozed off in the woods after crying the entire night. But now... I looked around and saw that I was back in the Alpha suite. I was
Tori’s POV I immersed myself in my work, hoping it would help numb the pain slowly consuming my heart. As night descended, no one reached out to me or even sent a mindlink, leaving me feeling utterly isolated, as if I had been cut off from everyone. But I pushed those thoughts aside and focused o







