LOGINAnd 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
She wasn’t sure if it had anything to do with them being mates, but she found herself letting go of some of the anger, the bitterness she once held toward him.Yet now, as they spoke about the past, the memories came flooding back. The grievances, the injustices, how Carlisle and his pack had treated her coldly and indifferently, how everyone seemed to take her for granted, she could feel that dull ache twisting in her chest again, sharp and persistent, like a knife lodged deep inside.Carlisle could sense her mood slipping, her expression turning sour, but he didn’t want to push her. He knew all too well that his cold indifference had hurt her far more deeply than any physical wound ever could.And that wasn’t the worst of it; he had defended another woman right in front of her, choosing to stand up for a fake princess while throwing cutting words at Victoria, words he could never take back.No amount of regret would rewrite what he had done. But at least now, he had finally spoken h
The marking ceremony was the werewolf equivalent of a marriage, performed publicly so their people could witness, celebrate, and acknowledge the bond. For a male to mark his partner in front of everyone wasn’t just about tradition; it was a declaration. It showed pride, commitment, and the desire for the whole pack to know who he had chosen for the rest of his life. And for someone of Carlisle’s status, an Alpha, marking Victoria publicly meant even more. It was him proclaiming his sovereignty over her, offering his protection, his love, and everything he possessed. With the pack as witnesses, they would be expected to honor and respect her the same way they treated him. So if a she-wolf was marked outside of the ceremony, it carried the same sting as a hidden marriage in the human world. Unless there were exceptional circumstances preventing the ritual from taking place, it felt as if she were being tucked away in secrecy, as though the male was ashamed of her, afraid for others t
When the nurses discovered this, Carlisle was led immediately to the operating room. Maxwell had already given about 1,300 cc of blood to Sylas, and with Sylas’s body deteriorating and the continuous bleeding, if Carlisle hadn’t arrived in time, both could have fallen into life-threatening danger.As the doctors continued the surgery, a nurse introduced Carlisle as a new blood donor. With renewed hope, the medical team intensified their efforts to save Sylas. Maxwell was given time to rest, but he was already looking pale from blood loss, while Carlisle donated over 1,200 cc of his own blood. Thanks to his timely help, Sylas was stabilized and his wounds were stitched up in time.After the surgery, Maxwell and Sylas were sent to separate recovery rooms. Carlisle, exhausted and pale from the ordeal, stumbled out and headed straight to Victoria’s room to watch over her until she woke up.The surgery took a long time. Reconnecting the severed veins was no easy task for the doctors, espec
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







