ログインThis was not the first infiltration attempt.Far from it.Every group sent before them had failed.Some warriors died before they even reached the fortress walls. Others were captured alive and dragged inside screaming.None ever returned.And everyone knew what likely happened to them afterward.Blood banks.Living prisoners chained somewhere beneath the fortress so vampires could feed on them whenever they pleased.The thought alone filled the tent with quiet rage.The war had dragged on for far too long already, and the werewolves were slowly losing.Not because they lacked strength.Because they were being worn down piece by piece.The vampires had complete control of the skies thanks to their winged forces. They constantly attacked supply routes, burned food stores, poisoned water sources, and destroyed medicine shipments before they could reach the camps.Sometimes they even contaminated rations with poison or laxatives purely to weaken the werewolves further.It was cruel.Calc
Before Sylas could even process what he had just heard, Carlisle continued speaking. "The worst part was..." He stopped briefly, his expression tightening. "She was already pregnant when I found her." His voice came out lower this time, rough with something that sounded painfully close to pity. "I was horrified." Carlisle looked away for a moment, like the memory itself was difficult to face. "She never told me who the father was. Every time I asked, she shut down completely. I tried asking how long she’d been trapped there too, but she avoided that question just as much." His jaw tightened harder. "And when I pushed for answers... she didn’t even argue with my assumptions." A bitter look crossed his face. "She just laughed." Sylas frowned slightly. Carlisle let out a slow breath before continuing. "It wasn’t a happy laugh either. It sounded..." He searched for the words. "Broken. Like she had already given up on herself a long time ago." Even now, he could still
Open contempt dripped from Sylas's last sentence.Inside him, his wolf stirred uneasily, clearly warning him not to push too far against his Alpha.But Sylas ignored it.Even his wolf had become disappointed in Carlisle over the years.Because to them, the truth had always been simple.If Carlisle truly did not want Victoria, then he never should have marked her in the first place.Even if the former Alpha pressured him.Even if duty played a role.Nobody could have physically forced Carlisle to complete the mating bond if he truly refused.In the end, Carlisle made that choice himself.And once he did, Victoria deserved loyalty.Respect.Care.At the very least, she deserved honesty.Instead, Carlisle let pride and resentment ruin everything.And now every single one of them was suffering because of it.Carlisle stayed quiet while Sylas spoke, though he could feel the conflict boiling beneath the surface.Not just from Sylas himself, but from his wolf too.Once upon a time, Sylas’s w
"Sylas."Carlisle’s voice was steady, but there was something firm underneath it that immediately told Sylas this was not a request."Come with me to the office."Without another word, Carlisle turned and continued down the stairs. His pace remained quick, almost restless. Earlier, he had intended to go to Victoria’s garden, but that thought had been pushed aside for now. There were too many things unraveling at once, too many questions circling in his mind, and he needed answers before his thoughts drove him insane.Behind him, Sylas frowned slightly.The sudden change in Carlisle’s attitude made no sense. One moment the Alpha looked like he was on the verge of collapsing under guilt, and the next he had pulled himself together again, cold and focused like before.Sylas could not understand what was happening inside Carlisle’s head, but he hid every trace of confusion behind a blank expression and followed him silently.The moment they entered the Alpha’s office, the scent of fresh c
Carlisle slowly lifted his eyes toward the staircase.His breathing became uneven as his mind replayed the scene again and again. He could almost see Victoria falling down those stairs another time, her body striking the steps before collapsing at the bottom.What had she been thinking in that moment?Had she waited for him to help her?Had she looked at him hoping he would choose her just once?Instead, he turned his back on her.Instead, he shoved her aside with anger in his eyes while rushing to another woman.The pain of that realization nearly crushed him.Maybe that was the exact moment Victoria gave up on him forever.Or maybe she gave up long before that.Maybe it happened while she sat alone in the dungeon, hurt and terrified, waiting for a mate who never came.A broken sound escaped Carlisle’s throat before he could stop it.His shoulders sagged under a weight that suddenly felt impossible to carry. For a second, he looked like he might collapse right there at the top of the
Carlisle came down the stairs with long, quick strides, his face locked into a cold expression that gave nothing away. Sylas followed a few steps behind him, quiet as always, though his sharp eyes missed nothing. Something about Carlisle had changed the moment he left that room. The air around him felt tense, almost suffocating, like a man forcing himself to keep moving before his thoughts swallowed him whole. For several seconds, the only sound between them was the echo of footsteps against the stone floor. Then Sylas finally spoke. "Alpha Carlisle, the Royal Convoy has arrived. They’re resting in their suites now. If you wish to speak with them, I can arrange a meeting." Carlisle did not even glance back at him. "No need." The answer came immediately, flat and cold enough to end the conversation on the spot. Sylas raised a brow slightly but continued anyway. "Then what about Miss Raquel’s condition? Do you wish to check on her? Or should I inform the Royal Convoy of the situati







