MasukGrowing up to become a rejected, is nothing anyone would pray or wish to encounter. Ember, who is caught up in the deep web of rejection and unplanned love, is left in the ocean of self destruction. Now, she'd have to think about the best way to be free and leave her life. In the middle of the island, the gigantic and luxurious castle of Alpha Dino Aloysius, is located. Sources say that it is the most expensive and sophisticated home facility in the entire world. Every facility in the home, is controlled by advanced technology and robots. The center of the castle looks like a another universe of its own because of the magnificent design that surrounded it. At the north west end of the castle, a large statue of a wolf can be seen. To every other person, it was just a wolf but to Alpha Dino, it was his representation of strength and power. Each of the rooms are sound proof and designed with a colored marble. The walls are discretely painted with black and red colour ink, and also the blood of some of the people that Alpha Dino has killed in past, especially the alphas from other packs. The staff that worked inside the castle, were more than a thousand. You must literally see a maiden at every end of castle, bending down their head. The reason was that it was prohibited to make eye contact with the Alpha.
Lihat lebih banyak“On your knees.”Roman’s voice cut through the grand hall like a blade drawn across silk.The command was quiet, but it carried , over the murmurs of the gathered pack, over the clinking of goblets and the heavy scent of wine and cedar smoke.Luna froze.Every eye in the hall turned toward her.The celebration had begun as a show of dominance , a banquet for the neighboring Alphas, an exhibition of Roman’s unchallenged power. The tables gleamed with silver. The air shimmered with the heat of the torches. And at the head of it all sat Roman, dressed in black and gold, his eyes like twin shards of winter stormlight.She stood a few feet away from him, still, expression calm, heart a storm beneath her ribs.“What did you say?” she asked, her voice low enough that only he could hear.Roman leaned back in his chair, the faintest curl of amusement ghosting his mouth. “You heard me.”He said it softly, almost lazily, but his gaze was razor-sharp, daring her to disobey.The silence stretche
“Cassian thinks you’ve lost control.”Roman’s voice sliced through the dark like the edge of a blade.He stood at the center of his private war room, surrounded by maps and burning candles that cast uneven light across the floor. The scent of smoke and leather filled the air. It was late, past the hour when most men slept, but Roman never slept well when his mind hunted ghosts.Cassian didn’t flinch. “Then Cassian thinks correctly,” he said, stepping from the shadows. His coat was unbuttoned, his jaw set in quiet defiance. “You’ve been distracted. Since her.”Roman’s eyes flickered upward. “Careful.”“I’m your second, not your servant.”“You’re both,” Roman said calmly. “You just prefer the first title.”Cassian’s mouth twitched in something that wasn’t quite a smile. “Titles don’t matter. But the pack does. The council’s restless. They whisper that you’re softening.”Roman arched an eyebrow. “Softening?”“They’ve seen how you look at her.”The Alpha turned his head slightly, candleli
“Where does he go every night?”The question slipped from Luna before she could stop it.The maid beside her , a girl with ink-black braids and frightened eyes , flinched as if struck. “Don’t ask that,” she whispered. “Some doors stay shut for a reason.”But Luna’s curiosity had already taken root. Since the dinner, since Roman’s mouth had touched her blood, her mind hadn’t known peace. Every night the same: his footsteps fading down the corridor after midnight, the soft click of a distant door, the hush that followed, like the castle itself held its breath.That silence was louder than any scream.When the moon climbed high, Luna rose from her narrow bed. She moved barefoot, her gown whispering against the stone. The halls were dim, the sconces burning low. Guards patrolled in lazy arcs, their armor catching fragments of silver light. She had memorized their rhythm , two minutes between passes , and slipped through the gap like smoke.The castle at night was a different creature.
“Smile, Luna. You’re being watched.”Roman’s voice brushed her ear like smoke, quiet enough that no one else could hear.The command wasn’t harsh; it was velvet, soaked in warning. The kind of tone that could coax obedience out of anyone who feared the wrong consequence.Luna’s lips curved. The smile came slow, deliberate, thin as a blade. She didn’t turn to him. Didn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing that his voice could still stir something hot and electric in her veins.“I didn’t realize you wanted me to perform,” she murmured.“Always,” he said. “Especially when they’re watching.”He gestured subtly with his wine glass toward the long table ahead of them, where his council , a circle of his highest betas , waited in the dim glow of chandeliers.The hall itself was carved out of marble and shadow. Gold and obsidian chandeliers hung low, casting long, tremulous shapes across the room. The walls were hung with the banners of conquered packs , proof of Roman’s authority, each t
whispers A guard behind them yelled, "Move, immediately," his voice resonating down the lengthy stone corridor. Luna followed the others, taking slow but deliberate steps while her mind remained entangled in Roman's whisper, "Do not fail me, Luna." Like smoke, his voice clung to her. Ahead, t
“He’s here,” someone breathed, the words barely a whisper, but they carried like a lash.Boots struck stone in a slow, deliberate rhythm. Each step echoed up the corridor, filling the grand hall before the figure himself appeared. The air thickened. The chandeliers above seemed to burn lower, as if
"Have you heard it?" As the unknown shadow loomed next to her, Luna pressed herself against the chilly stone wall and muttered. Although the voice was gentle, playful, and almost personal, there was peril in every word. She tried to control her shaking hands and screamed, "Who's there?" Short
"Did you see him?" the maiden murmured, trembling like a leaf in the wind. After giving Luna a stiff look and pushing herself into the hallway's dark corner, she shifted her weight as though she was ready to leave. Luna crouched behind the massive pillar, her heart thumping in her chest. "Who?






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