LOGINTyler had made up his mind. He was getting his friend out of the mansion.He didn't care what happened after that.His friend was sitting in a dungeon waiting for Alpha King Eugene to decide when his execution would take place, and Tyler couldn't stand the thought of simply watching it happen.The guard had always been good to him. They had shared meals, laughed together, covered for one another during long shifts, and talked about their lives whenever they had a quiet moment.Tyler couldn't suddenly abandon him because things had gone wrong. Especially when Tyler knew there was more to the story.He had already packed his things. A small backpack hung from his shoulder as he moved through the mansion, keeping his head lowered whenever another guard passed him.Once he got his friend out, they would leave, perhaps they would even return to Tyler's old pack.Technically, Tyler wasn't supposed to go back there, but he would deal with that when the time came.He had already lost enough,
Becca stood a few feet away from Eugene, still trying to process everything that had happened between them.She had only told him the truth. She hadn't meant to hurt him, but she couldn't take her words back.She didn't know if she loved him anymore and pretending that she did would have been worse."Eugene," she said quietly.He stared at her then she took a careful breath."I don't want to leave you” she said. “But that doesn't mean I'm okay with everything that's happening."Something shifted in Eugene’s expression and his jaw tightened."You will be” he replied.Becca frowned. She stared at him in disbelief."What? How can you say that?""Eventually you'll understand that everything I'm doing is for you” he said.Becca shook her head."You can't decide that for me” she retorted.Eugene stepped closer."I know you better than anyone” he said."Then you should know that forcing me isn't going to make things better” she replied.His eyes hardened."I'm not forcing you” he corrected.
Desmond sat on the cold floor of his dungeon cell, leaning his back against the stone wall.For several seconds, he simply stared ahead then a slow smile appeared on his face.He had done it again. Somehow, he had escaped Eugene's execution once more.Desmond couldn't help but feel impressed with himself.When the situation had suddenly turned against him, he had managed to come up with a solution before Eugene could uncover the truth.The guard had taken the blame for everything, he had confessed to all of it, and because his story sounded convincing enough, Eugene had no reason to believe Desmond was behind it.Desmond chuckled."Brilliant."He shook his head in amusement.He had known the guard wouldn't betray him. The man had too much to lose.His family was still out there, and Desmond had made sure the guard understood exactly what would happen to them if he ever decided to speak.The guard might hate him, he might even regret helping him, but he wouldn't betray him, not if he w
Mira had been furious since the moment Tyler had left the room. She had already made up her mind she was going to confront Kaelyn and it was like a fuel had been added to her already present dislike of Kaelyn.She had always known there was something fishy about Kaelyn from the very beginning and she thought when she left the mansion, there would be nothing to worry about.However, Kaelyn had returned and she brought trouble with her.There was no way she was going to sit back and allow Kaelyn to manipulate Tyler into destroying Becca's relationship with Eugene.Mira knew how dangerous Kaelyn could be and now she knew exactly what she wanted.She wanted Becca out of the way, she wanted Tyler to get close to Becca, make Becca fall for him, and eventually separate her from Eugene. Then Kaelyn would be there to take Eugene for herself.Mira's hands tightened into fists. She needed to stop this before it went any further, but she couldn't do it alone.Kaelyn was unpredictable, and Mira di
For several seconds, Eugene didn't say anything, he simply stared at Becca.The anger that had been burning in his eyes moments ago seemed to disappear, replaced by pure, devastating shock.Her words had hit him harder than she expected.Becca swallowed. She immediately felt a painful guilt settle in her chest.She hadn't wanted to hurt him, she had never wanted to see that expression on his face, but she couldn't take the words back.They were the truth and perhaps that was what hurt the most.She had spent so long trying to convince herself that everything between them was still the same. She had tried to ignore the confusion in her heart, the way her feelings had changed, and the questions she couldn't answer whenever Tyler crossed her mind.But she couldn't lie anymore. Not to Eugene and to herself."I'm sorry," she whispered but Eugene didn't respond.Becca looked at him for another moment before lowering her eyes.Maybe it would be better if she left. They couldn't keep sleeping
Tyler slammed the door behind him as he entered his room. His chest was still rising and falling heavily, his anger refusing to settle.He could still hear Eugene's order in his head ordering for his only friend to be executed then taken to the dungeon.His fists tightened.His friend was going to be executed but Tyler refused to let that happen.He had spent enough time in this pack to know how things worked. Once Eugene made a decision, there was very little anyone could do to change his mind and Tyler wasn't going to sit around and wait for his friend to die.This was the second person he had connected with in this pack and although he was close to Becca, it wasn’t the same thing.He loved Becca but he cherished his friendship with this guard.He immediately walked toward the small closet where he had left his backpack. He pulled it open and began throwing his belongings inside.He put clothes, a few personal items and everything he had brought with him.He didn't care if he had to
The soft rustle of silk filled the air as Mira fastened the last golden ornament on Becca’s gown. The scent of jasmine oil lingered in the room, light and comforting, but it did little to settle the storm inside Becca’s chest.“Hold still,” Mira murmured, smoothing the folds of the gown and steppi
The clinking of silverware faded into the low hum of servants clearing plates. The meal had ended, but no one seemed eager to leave.Eugene poured himself another glass of wine, his movements controlled but thoughtful. Max was silent, elbows resting on the table, staring into the flames. Mira, how
The guards pushed them roughly through the gates, chains rattling, their shoes sounding against the ground.Mira’s voice broke the silence. “How could they just stand there? They all saw what he did!”“Fear,” Becca muttered bitterly. “That’s what Desmond feeds on.”Max growled low in his throat.
Becca shut the door behind her and turned to face them.Mira stood near the bed, her hands clasped in front of her, eyes downcast. Max lingered by the doorway, posture rigid but gaze defiant. Jack leaned casually against the table, his expression unreadable but his eyes sharp.Becca crossed her ar







