LOGINBecca's body continued to convulse. Even after Eugene and Tyler had pulled their auras back, the trembling refused to stop."Becca!" Eugene's voice cracked with panic.Her fingers curled tightly against the sheets and her breathing came in short, broken gasps."What's happening?"Mira stood beside the bed, tears streaming down her face."Please...make her stop" she begged.The head healer ignored the panic surrounding her."Everyone stay calm!"She immediately rushed toward a cabinet and began searching through several small jars."Where is it?"One of the younger healers pointed toward a shelf and she hurried over. The head healer crushed several leaves between her fingers before dropping them into a cup of steaming water."Hold her head carefully" she instructed. Another healer supported Becca while the head healer stirred the mixture."Open her mouth."Eugene stepped forward."Let me help."The healer's answer was immediate."No, please step back" she implored.Eugene hesitated th
Greta stood frozen before the iron bars as Desmond's last words continued to echo inside her head.She swallowed hard. She knew it was the only solution to this kind if situation she had found herself in but hearing it out loud caused her chest to ache.Her palms were damp and she tried to find the right words."I can't do it" she said.Desmond's eyes narrowed."What did you say?" He demanded. Greta forced herself to meet his gaze."I said, I can't do that" she repeated as her voice trembled.For several seconds, Desmond simply stared at her then his expression darkened."You can't?"Greta shook her head."I can keep her hidden, I can make sure she doesn't speak, or I can move her somewhere no one will find her" she said.Desmond's jaw tightened."That isn't what I told you to do."Greta nodded."I know.""Then why are we still having this conversation?" He asked.Greta swallowed."Because she's innocent" she replied. A bitter laugh escaped Desmond."Innocent? She's a witness" he re
The healer's chambers had become unbearable.Eugene's Alpha aura filled every corner of the room, thick and suffocating. It pressed against the walls, rattled the windows, and made the flames of the nearby lamps tremble.Several healers struggled to breathe normally. One of the younger healers had already backed against the wall, her hands trembling."Alpha King..." the head healer pleaded. "Please."Eugene didn't even look at her."I'm not leaving" he said."Your presence is making it difficult for us to work" she explained. "Then work harder."The healer's eyes widened."That is not what I meant."Eugene's gaze remained fixed on Tyler."Everything was fine before he came in" he said.Tyler's expression hardened then he stood his ground."The moment I entered, you started threatening everyone" he shot at him.Eugene's jaw tightened."I want you out.""And I'm not leaving" he refused."You're testing my patience" Eugene's frowned deepened. Tyler's aura slowly rose in response."I'm
Greta's breathing was uneven as she pulled the unconscious maid deeper into an abandoned storage room at the rear of the mansion. It was a place she had discovered not too long ago. She was very sure no one would come in here so they wouldn't be able to find the meddling bitch that had ruined her attempt to carry out Alpha Desmond's plan.The room smelled of dust, old wood, and damp stone. Broken barrels and unused crates were piled carelessly against the walls, making it the perfect place to hide someone, at least for a little while.Greta knelt beside the maid."I'm sorry," she murmured, though there was little remorse in her voice. "You simply chose the wrong moment to be brave."The young maid remained unconscious.Greta quickly found an old length of rope lying among the supplies. She tightly bound the girl's wrists behind her back before securing her ankles.She paused and tested the knots."They'll hold."Then she tore a strip of cloth from an old sack and carefully tied it ac
The healer's chambers had descended into complete chaos.The metallic scent of blood lingered heavily in the air.Several healers moved frantically around the bed, replacing blood-soaked cloths almost as quickly as they became saturated. Bowls of crimson-stained water lined the floor, while fresh herbs burned over a small brazier, filling the room with a sharp medicinal aroma.At the center of it all lay Becca, unmoving, deathly pale. Every shallow breath she took seemed weaker than the last.Eugene stood beside her bed, his large hand clenched into a fist as he stared at Tyler who hadn't moved. Eugene's jaw clenched. His wolf stirred uneasily beneath his skin."What do you mean by you care about Becca?" He demanded. Tyler didn't answer immediately."I asked you a question."There was something in Eugene's voice that made even the healers hesitate then Tyler finally spoke."I meant exactly what I said. I care about her" he answered. Those simple words made something inside Eugene t
Greta's pulse thundered in her ears. The tiny glass vial still hovered above the steaming cup on the silver breakfast tray.She had come here with a plan. All she needed to do was pour the contents of the vial to Eugene's food and Desmond's plan would be in motion.But the universe seemed to always be against her and it led to her getting caught. She could still feel the hand that seized her wrist with surprising strength, tightening her grip."What... do you think you're doing?" She asked again. Greta froze, every muscle in her body went rigid. Slowly, she turned her head.Standing behind her was one of the younger kitchen maids.The girl's brown eyes were fixed on the vial, her grip unwavering despite the fear beginning to creep across her face.For several long seconds, neither woman spoke.The cheerful sounds of celebration echoed faintly from somewhere else in the castle, but inside the kitchen, everything felt unnaturally quiet.Greta forced a smile."Oh, you startled me" she
The damp, musty air of the lower corridors clung to Kaelyn’s skin like an unwelcome second layer. Down here, the stones seemed to breathe with the memories of centuries—cold, wet, and whispering faint secrets she wished she couldn’t hear. The torches flickered in their iron sconces, casting jitt
The sacred grounds held their breath. The only sounds were the low rumble of growls and the wet, ragged gasps of two Alphas locked in a deadly contest. The crowd, packed shoulder to shoulder, was a living wall of fur, flesh, and fear. Their gazes flickered between the combatants, their expression
The fire in Alpha Eugene’s study had burned low, leaving the room bathed in amber shadows. The smell of old leather, smoldering cedarwood, and ink filled the air, a familiar scent that should have brought Eugene comfort. Instead, it only deepened the ache in his chest. He stood near the bookshel
The silence in the room was heavier than usual. Eugene stood by the large arched window in his room, one hand resting against the wooden frame, the other clenched into a fist at his side. The moon hadn’t risen yet, but the sky was already darkening, shadows stretching long across the forest. A







