LOGIN“You're crazy if you think of going in there,” my wolf hissed in my head. “Killian was clear. He said never, ever, to enter his office. Do you want him to kill us?”“And what if my father is right?” I countered internally. “And what if there is something on that computer that gives me my life back? I'm already a slave; I have nothing to lose.”“Damn it Ivy, don't do it! Your father sold us without hesitation! Are you really going to believe him?” My wolf wouldn't stop screaming in my head over and over.I knew perfectly well that she was right, but I also knew that I didn't want to spend my whole life locked in this mansion being Killian's assistant.With that in my head, I gathered courage, clenching my fists until my nails dug into my palms. “I will do it, and you will help me,” I countered my wolf with certainty.My wolf let out an annoyed growl inside my head and with no other option accepted to help me. I quickly climbed the stairs to the floor where Killian’s office was.I scann
I felt like a hunting trophy disputed by two predators. On one side, my father, the man who swore to protect me and who was now asking me to risk my neck in a suicidal game of espionage.On the other, Killian Blackwood, who held me as the guarantee for a debt I did not incur.My world felt like a carousel out of control, spinning faster and faster with my father's request echoing in my ears while Leyla and I returned to the university.I walked across the campus with a tense back, watching every shadow, every parked car, praying that Killian’s men hadn't noticed my little escape.During class hours I was in a state of trance. With my notebooks full of meaningless scribbles, feeling my father's words circling in my head like an infinite loop.“It is our only way out, Ivy”I didn't even hear the other classes; although my eyes were fixed on the board, my mind was on the small metallic device that burned the bottom of my bag until the bell for the last class vibrated in my bones.“Ivy! E
The men waited at the main entrance while Leyla and I finally slipped away until we reached the taxi stand.As soon as we arrived at the shopping mall, Leyla didn't hesitate to force me through almost every gleaming hallway of the mall. She went in and out of designer stores, buying jewelry and linen outfits as if money were worthless paper.I limited myself to observing, with my hands tucked into the empty pockets of my coat. I was the assistant to a man who held half the country in his hands, I lived in a million-dollar mansion, and I didn't have a single bill in my bag. Everything I had on, even my underwear, belonged to him.“Look at this, Ivy! It would look incredible on you,” she said, holding a gold bracelet.I looked at the piece of jewelry and made a slight grimace with my lips. Its cost was almost 2 thousand dollars! At that, I forced a disinterested laugh and looked at her without spirit.“It’s pretty, but I don't think I need it,” I lied.Leyla looked at me for a few secon
The tension at the table was so physical that I felt the air burning my lungs. Viktor poured himself more wine, looking victorious.“Then, the ten percent stays in my trust accounts until the zone is cleared,” Viktor concluded. “It’s what’s fairest, Blackwood.”I felt a flare of indignation in my chest. Not just because of the insult, but because of the nerve of the trap. I gathered every ounce of courage I had left and cleared my throat.I couldn't help it. The injustice and the audacity of the trap burned my blood. Before my brain processed the consequences, my lips moved.“That is incorrect, Mr. Viktor.” My voice cut through the discussion like a gunshot. “The contingency clause you are referring to is inapplicable in this context.”Not even a second passed when the entire table fell into a deathly silence as all eyes pinned themselves on me like daggers.The sound of a fork falling to the floor would have seemed like an explosion. All the Alphas at the table turned toward me with
"She is my personal assistant," Killian cut in, with a voice that was goddamn husky and full of power. "And I suggest you keep your eyes on your own glass, Viktor, if you want to keep having them."Viktor let out a mocking laugh, though I could see a drop of sweat sliding down his temple."It was just a compliment, Blackwood. No need to bare your fangs yet," Viktor murmured, taking a step back, and for a second, I perceived something incredible: the smell of sour fear wafting from his pores.Killian didn't even respond; he just made a gesture to the man and dragged me elsewhere. Damn, it was evident that everyone already knew who I was. However, in the midst of my thoughts, Alpha Richard stood in the center of the hall and raised his voice."Ladies and gentlemen! Dinner is served," he announced with a powerful voice. "Proceed to the banquet. Business will be discussed at the table, as it should be among partners."I was left confused. Business during dinner? I thought people with that
Killian walked toward me with a terrifying slowness, hands in his tailored trouser pockets and that grey gaze that seemed to see right through my clothes.He stopped just inches from me, forcing me to back up until my calves hit the edge of the bed.“There is a dress in the closet,” he said, his voice a glacial purr. “Wear it.”“For what?” I asked, trying to keep my voice from trembling. “Isn't this one enough? You didn't even leave me underwear, Killian. You have me like a...”I noticed Caleb looked away, visibly uncomfortable by my frankness, but Killian only shook his head with a deep sigh, shaking his head as if I were a capricious child.“You will attend a business dinner with me and your father’s creditors,” he decreed. “Those men are claiming their share, and you are the proof that Sterling has fulfilled his guarantee.”My heart stopped. “What? No... I’m not going. I don't want to see those men. My father sank because of them, and I’m here because of that goddamn money.”“It’s
Damn the Moon Goddess and damn the fate that forced this spectacle upon me.I bit my own lips while I took Ivy’s body lightly into my arms, feeling how her skin burned, soaked in a cold sweat that exhaled the most dangerous scent I had ever tracked. She writhed like a madwoman, her nails digging in
I read the message, feeling every muscle in my body tense, but a second message pinged on my phone again: "Don't waste my time. I don't care what you're doing—put on the dress and the collarr and fulfill your part of the contract by being an obedient assistant." Shit. The air turne
POV: Killian BlackwoodThe engine of my Bugatti roared down the highway while my fingers tapped the leather steering wheel with a tension I couldn't explain.I was returning from a meeting with the Alpha Council, my mind filled with numbers and war strategies, until an electric scent—sweet and wild
Narrator POVThe air in the alley grew heavy, saturated with a stench that made Ivy’s stomach churn.She knew it; it was the unmistakable scent of rogues—a rancid mixture of sour sweat, dried blood, and a rotting ferocity that no expensive cologne could ever camouflage. Ivy stepped back, keeping h







