Mag-log inKaelyn’s expression remained composed as Max escorted her through the enormous hallway of the mansion.The baby rested quietly against her chest, wrapped carefully in dark blue fabric. Occasionally, the child stirred softly, but Kaelyn adjusted him instinctively every single time.She looked exhausted beneath her calm exterior but she refused to show weakness.They continued walking through the long corridor then Max finally spoke.“You understand why nobody trusts you.”Kaelyn looked ahead calmly.“Yes, but I didn’t come here to earn trust” she replied.Max slowed slightly beside her.“Then why did you come?”Kaelyn looked down briefly at the child in her arms. Something softer flickered in her eyes for only a moment.“He deserves to know his father.”The answer unsettled Max more than if she had sounded manipulative but she sounded sincere and Max hated that possibility.They eventually reached one of the guest chambers deep inside the mansion’s eastern wing then Max pushed the door
The hall descended into complete chaos. Shock rippled through every corner of the chamber like a violent storm, crashing through the carefully rebuilt stability of the pack.No one had expected this.Kaelyn stood calmly in the center of the destruction she had caused, holding her child like the world around her wasn’t collapsing.Becca still couldn’t move, her body felt frozen, her chest tight. The words continued replaying inside her head over and over again.Mira was the first to fully snap out of the shock.“What?”Her voice rang sharply through the hall and Kaelyn slowly looked toward her.Mira stepped closer, her eyes blazing with disbelief.“What kind of nonsense are you talking about?”Kaelyn didn’t flinch.“It isn’t nonsense” she replied. Max finally spoke too.“This has to be a lie" he said.Desmond suddenly laughed. His chained hands rested against his knees while amusement flickered across his bruised face.“Well, this day just keeps improving" he said.Becca finally found
The entire great hall had fallen into absolute silence. Every single eye remained fixed on the woman standing at the entrance with a child in her arms.Kaelyn looked the same and somehow completely different from the woman Becca remembered.The guards near the doors looked uncertain whether to stop her or allow her forward. Even the servants standing along the walls seemed frozen in place.Becca stared at her in complete shock. Her mind struggled to catch up with reality.Seraphina frowned deeply, Ava looked confused, Mira narrowed her eyes suspiciously, Max looked openly tense now while Jack seemed deeply unsettled.Even Hadrian silently studied Kaelyn carefully.Kaelyn slowly stepped into the hall, the sound of her boots echoed softly against the marble floor.She walked forward like she belonged there, like the chains around Desmond meant absolutely nothing to her.The guards instinctively moved aside for her and Becca finally found her voice.“Kaelyn…”Kaelyn’s eyes shifted toward
The moment Desmond lunged, chaos exploded through the great hall.Gasps echoed loudly from every corner of the chamber as guards instinctively reached for their weapons. Several servants screamed softly in fear while the crowd stumbled backward in panic.His eyes burned with pure rage as he reached toward Becca.“YOU—” he said but Becca moved first.For one split second, instinct completely took over. She stepped aside sharply just before his hand could touch her then she shoved him hard.Desmond completely lost his balance and in front of the entire hall, the former Alpha King crashed violently onto his back.The entire room froze.The silence lasted only a heartbeat before the guards reacted.“Grab him!”Several guards immediately rushed forward and restrained Desmond before he could stand again.Desmond snarled violently, struggling against them despite the obvious pain in his body.“GET OFF ME!”The guards forced him roughly back onto his knees.Desmond looked absolutely murderous
The great hall felt suffocating beneath the weight of silence.Every eye remained fixed on Becca standing before the chained prisoners and no one felt that humiliation more deeply than Desmond.The former Alpha King slowly lifted his head while kneeling before Becca, and the hatred burning in his eyes looked almost inhuman.The same Omega he had rejected was passing judgment on him.Finally, Desmond laughed. The sound echoed coldly through the hall.“You truly believe this is real? She sits on a throne for one night and suddenly everyone forgets what she is?” His voice dripped with disdain as he slowly looked around the gathered crowd.Becca remained silent and Desmond smirked when she didn’t respond immediately.“That throne belongs to Alphas, not rejected Omega sluts who got lucky" he spat.Several people gasped softly. Mira’s expression darkened instantly, Max’s aura flared dangerously but Becca still said nothing.Desmond took her silence as weakness and his smile widened.“You ca
The doors to the great hall opened slowly and immediately, silence spread across the massive chamber.Every conversation stopped, every movement paused and every pair of eyes turned toward Becca.Becca’s heartbeat quickened slightly as she stepped forward beside Max. The sound of her heels against the polished stone floor echoed loudly throughout the chamber.Guards lowered their heads respectfully, servants stepped aside instantly and pack members placed fists against their chests in greeting.Even some of the older wolves who once looked down on her now showed visible respect.Becca tried not to let her shock show on her face.Beside her, Max remained calm and steady, walking with the confidence of someone entirely used to commanding attention.Mira followed close behind them, her posture proud and protective.The resistance members were gathered near the center of the hall.Robin smiled proudly the moment she saw Becca, Sax gave a respectful nod and Dorian looked openly emotional,
Max's muscles screamed in protest, his shoulders burning, his palms already roughened and splitting beneath the leather wraps of his axe ash he used it to cut wood.Max welcomed the sting in his body because it drowned out the thoughts circling endlessly in his head, the memories that refused to lo
The council chamber of Blackwood mansion was filled with tension practically bouncing off its walls.Alpha Desmond sat at the head of the table. His posture was relaxed, almost lazy, one arm draped over the armrest of his high-backed chair, his fingers idly tapping against carved wood. Around the
The pale light of dawn crept through the narrow windows, painting the wooden beams in soft gold. The house was quiet, save for the occasional creak of the floorboards as the wind shifted outside. Eugene stood near the hearth, his arms crossed, his cloak falling in neat folds around his shoulders
The cottage lay quiet under the moon. Outside, the wind rustled through the trees like gentle whispers, sometimes soft enough to be a lullaby, sometimes sharp enough to hint at secrets hidden in the dark. Eugene’s arm curled around Becca’s waist. She drew in a deep sigh, shifting slightly as she d







