LOGINLast night, instead of bringing Victoria back to the pack to be examined and see for themselves what was happening, he had given in to selfishness, using distraction and desire to keep her close, to make her forget the pain through intimacy.He had reveled in her soft moans, feeling like he was walking on clouds... yet now, that very memory felt like a knife twisting in his heart.Maybe if he hadn’t let jealousy and possessiveness cloud his judgment, she wouldn’t be suffering like this. Maybe she wouldn’t be burning up in his arms. The only one to blame was himself."I..." His voice broke, trembling as the weight of his guilt crushed down on him. He wanted to cry, but he knew he had no right to. This was his doing.But then, Carlisle tightened his hold on Victoria. Wallowing in guilt and self-pity now would accomplish nothing. He had already made the wrong choice last night; continuing to dwell on it would be like falling into the same pit repeatedly without learning anything.Instead
When he arrived, a crowd of doctors and nurses had already gathered outside a closed door, their tense expressions and hurried movements sending a shiver down his spine. Something serious was happening, and Maxwell could feel it before he even knew the details."Let me through! Open the path, the medicines are here!"The male nurse who had assisted Maxwell earlier came rushing over, and only then did Maxwell notice that it was the same nurse pushing the stainless steel cart. But there was no time to ask what was going on. The nurse looked frantic and worried as he hurriedly pushed the cart into the room.When he looked up, he saw the sign above him — "Operating Room." There was also a notice on the door that read "In Use."Only then did he realize where he was. Seeing everyone’s tense and anxious expressions, a dreadful feeling washed over him. His stomach sank as the realization hit. Earlier, he had felt relieved, believing Sylas was finally safe.He had let his body relax and allowe
The lead doctor didn’t waste a second; he rushed to the scrub area to disinfect his hands and quickly changed out of his blood-soaked clothes, knowing that even the smallest contamination could lead to infection.Everyone who would be assisting him followed the same strict procedure. With Sylas’s immune system weakened to the point of being no stronger than a human’s, any mistake could jeopardize his life. The lead doctor and his team could only proceed with utmost caution.Even now, the others had yet to find the healer, but the medical staff had already identified Sylas’s blood type and were urgently searching for suitable donors.The moment Maxwell heard this, he was the first to volunteer, stepping into line to see if his blood could be used for Sylas’s transfusion. One of the elite warriors standing guard outside the packhouse noticed Maxwell, still naked, bloodstained, and disheveled, and hurried to fetch him some clothes and a towel.Maxwell quickly threw them on and wiped away
The warrior nearest him stepped forward and reported, voice careful. "Alpha Maxwell, Vice Captain Lance confirms his side is clear and the perimeter is secure. Alpha Hue says the rogues on their side have been cleared as well. We’ve defended the territory. Shall we pursue the two who escaped?"Maxwell’s jaw tightened as he weighed the cost of the chase.Maxwell shook his head. He couldn’t tell if those two still had tricks hidden up their sleeves, and a cornered dog was bound to bite. Sending his men after Chase might only get them killed.Besides, as Carlisle had said, that man wasn’t weak; Chase could stand toe-to-toe with Maxwell himself. Yet, instead of fighting to the end or trying to turn the tide, Chase chose to flee. That alone spoke volumes.It suggested that his objectives weren’t aligned with Marcus’s or the others’. Perhaps he was waging a quiet war of his own against the very people who had sent him. If that was the case, then his actions might actually be helping Maxwell
He had already made his decision long before this moment; that was why he acted so decisively earlier, striking without hesitation. Now, as he sensed Marcus trying to reach his people through the mindlink, Maxwell knew exactly what was happening. Marcus was calling for reinforcements.Would he allow that?Of course not.Maxwell’s expression hardened as he closed the distance between them, each step heavy with deadly intent.Maxwell’s claws elongated, gleaming under the faint light. In a blur of motion, he lunged, his target clear: Marcus’s neck. One clean strike to separate the head from the body. Even if the wolf tried to heal him, it would be pointless... assuming it even wanted to.But Marcus’s wolf had long since given up. It welcomed death, its mind twisted with exhaustion and despair. As Maxwell closed in, the creature retreated peacefully into the darkness, almost smiling as it awaited the end, like a prisoner finally being pardoned after endless torment. Being bound to Marcus
But Marcus’s instincts were sharp. He managed to pull out a silver dagger, still coated with wolfsbane, the very same blade he’d used to injure Sylas, and slashed it forward to block Maxwell’s sudden strike.Maxwell reacted quickly, stepping back just in time, but not fast enough to avoid the blade entirely. The dagger grazed his forearm, and the sizzling sound of burning flesh filled the air. Blood seeped from the wound, dark and thick, as the wolfsbane began to seep into his bloodstream.Maxwell’s brow furrowed slightly; he could already feel his wolf growling in agitation, reacting violently to the toxin. Fortunately, only a small trace had entered his system, enough to sting, but not enough to sever his connection to his wolf.Still, the irritation was enough to make his wolf bristle with fury, eager to tear Marcus apart for daring to touch their Alpha blood.Marcus smirked provocatively at Maxwell as he brought the dagger closer to his body. But Maxwell, clearly annoyed, suddenly
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
Tori’s POV It was as though they were making no effort to hide their actions, openly flaunting their connection in front of everyone, intentionally deepening my hurt. The mockery in their voices was unmistakable, and it stung sharply in the silence that followed. Carlisle's subordinates seemed
Tori’s POV Hearing it straight from his mouth, I felt my world crash down, but I couldn't even let out a whimper as pain consumed my body. After being away from each other for a long time, our mate bond was weaker, but even then, I could still feel the pain in my heart as a lone tear fell from my







