Mag-log inMax had really not expected Becca to slap him.The sting on his cheek was nothing compared to the shock of what had just happened.Max stared at Becca, his eyes filled with anger.“You actually slapped me” he said.Becca's chest was still rising and falling rapidly.“You called me a whore” she said.“I did not call you a whore” he replied.Becca stared at him in disbelief.“You literally just said—”“I said you were behaving like one!” He yelled.Max's voice echoed through the hallway and Becca's expression hardened.“And you think that makes it better? “You have absolutely no right to speak to me like that” she shot at him.“And you have no right to behave the way you have been behaving!” He retorted.Max took a step closer.“You are engaged to Alpha Eugene, Becca. Yet every time something happens involving Tyler, you are there defending him. You are constantly worrying about him, trying to protect him, arguing with Eugene because of him.”Becca shook her head.“You see a few things
Alpha Eugene needed to be alone and no one could blame him for wanting solitude, after all, the mansion had become too chaotic.Everywhere he turned, there was another problem waiting for him.Mira was lying unconscious in the healer’s chambers after falling down the stairs. Kaelyn had been the one found beside her, which made Becca suspicious, yet Eugene still couldn't bring himself to believe that Kaelyn would deliberately push someone down a flight of stairs and then lie about it.It didn't make sense to him.Kaelyn might have been difficult, she might have been stubborn and overly attached to him, but Eugene couldn't imagine her becoming violent enough to attempt to kill Mira.And yet, there was something suspicious about the entire situation.Why had Kaelyn been there? Had Mira been arguing with her? Why had Kaelyn been standing beside her when everyone arrived?Eugene rubbed his forehead as he walked through the quiet hallway. He had too many questions and not enough answers.Mo
Tyler struggled against the guards holding him.“Get your hands off me!” he growled, twisting his arms and attempting to shove them away. “I can walk by myself!”“Stop resisting!” one of the guards barked.“Then stop dragging me around like a criminal!”Tyler tried to wrench himself free, but the guards were stronger than he had anticipated. One held each of his arms while another walked behind him, ensuring he couldn't escape.His mind was still occupied with what had just happened in the dungeon.His friend had betrayed him.After everything they had been through together, after all the times Tyler had risked himself to protect him, his friend had looked him in the eyes and shouted for the guards.Tyler had known his friend was afraid. He understood that the threats against his family had forced him into a difficult position, but understanding didn't make the betrayal hurt any less.He had been willing to risk everything to save him and his friend had repaid him by handing him over
Seraphina hurried toward the healer’s chambers as soon as she heard what had happened to Mira.She did not rush there because she cared about Mira, she did not care whether Mira survived or not.What mattered to her was Kaelyn.Seraphina had been there when the confrontation happened. She had watched from a distance as Kaelyn argued with Mira, and she had seen the exact moment Kaelyn pushed her down the stairs.She could have spoken up, she could have told Alpha Eugene the truth, but she had deliberately remained silent because sometimes a secret was more valuable than the truth.Seraphina knew Kaelyn was becoming increasingly difficult to control. Kaelyn had already started acting independently, ignoring the instructions she had been given and making plans of her own.Now, Seraphina finally had something powerful enough to keep her under control.A secret.By the time Seraphina reached the healer’s chambers, she heard voices coming from inside.She slowed down before entering.“...I
Tyler pressed his back against the cold stone wall and held his breath. Footsteps were approaching and he feared just a hint of movement from him could lead to something disastrous happening.Not only would his plan completely fail, he might end up being severely punished and he couldn’t let that happen to himself.He could hear the sound of several guards moving through the corridor. His heart pounded heavily against his chest.He had known this wouldn't be easy, especially now that Jack had run off to go and find out what happened with Mira.Breaking into the dungeon was dangerous enough, but if he was caught, there was no telling what Eugene would do to him.Tyler slowly looked around. There was nowhere else to hide.He had already squeezed himself into the narrow space between two large wooden crates, hoping the darkness would be enough to conceal him.The footsteps grew louder and he heard when one of the guards laughed."Do you still have any of that?""Of course.""I thought yo
Mira was rushed into the healer's chambers almost immediately.Becca followed closely behind the guards, her heart pounding as she watched them carry her friend inside."Put her here."The healers quickly moved Mira onto one of the beds.One of them immediately examined her head while another began preparing the herbs and medicines they would need.Becca stood at the side of the room, watching helplessly."How bad is it?" she asked.The healer carefully moved some of Mira's hair away from the wound. Her expression immediately became serious."She has sustained a significant injury to her head."Becca's heart dropped."Is she going to be okay?""We need to treat her immediately.""Will she survive?" She asked impatiently.The healer looked at her."We don't know yet” she answered.Becca's chest tightened."Please save her” she begged."We will do everything we can."The healers immediately began working. One pressed a cloth against Mira's wound while another prepared a healing mixture.
Each breath Becca took came out in shallow bursts. Mira ran slightly ahead, her boots crunching over dead leaves and branches, while behind her Eugene and Max struggled to carry the bleeding man between them.“Keep moving,” Becca hissed, glancing behind them for the hundredth time. Her heart pounde
At the far end of the hall, seated upon his stolen throne, was Desmond and he was furious.The sound of his voice rolled through the chamber like thunder.“FOOLS! INCOMPETENT DOGS!”The line of guards before him flinched as they knelt. Their faces were pale, their eyes fixed on the polished floor.
The faint smell of iron and despair clung to the air, and the torches on the walls hissed softly, their light flickering against cold stones. Becca stood before the iron bars, her heart pounding so hard it hurt. The moment she saw him, all the fear, all the doubt, all the sleepless nights waiting
Eugene could feel his heart hammering in his temples as he steadied his claws, his breaths uneven. Becca was beside him, panting, her chest rising and falling as she watched the chaos unfolding. Max stood not too far from Eugene, his wolf eyes burning with determination, and Mira crouched low beh







