LOGINThe 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,
Morning arrived slowly over the Blackwood estate.The rain from the previous night had finally stopped, leaving the world outside washed in pale silver light. Inside Becca’s chambers, silence rested heavily across the room. She stirred faintly beneath the thick blankets before slowly opening her eyes.For a brief moment, everything felt peaceful then reality returned. Her heart immediately tightened as her sleepy gaze shifted beside her.The space beside her was cold. Even though she already knew Eugene was still unconscious in the healer’s chambers, waking up without him beside her still made her chest ache painfully.She slowly sat up, pressing a hand against her stomach instinctively.“I hate this,” she whispered quietly to herself.A knock sounded softly against the chamber doors and Becca straightened slightly.“Come in.”The doors opened carefully, and Mira stepped inside carrying folded clothing in her arms.Unlike yesterday, Mira looked calmer today. The moment her eyes lande
The rain outside started pouring steadily against the tall windows of the chamber while the fire crackled softly nearby, but none of it comforted her now.Becca stared at Hadrian as though he had just handed her the moon itself and expected her to carry it.She slowly stood from her chair and shook her head.“No… I can’t.”Mira frowned softly.“Becca—”“No.”Becca wrapped her arms around herself protectively.“You don’t understand.”Hadrian studied her carefully.“Then explain it to us.”Becca laughed weakly, but the sound carried no amusement.“How am I supposed to lead an entire pack? I was a rejected Omega" she said, her voice trembling with disbelief.The old pain in those words filled the room instantly and Mira’s expression softened.Becca looked away toward the rain-covered windows.The shame she carried from those memories still lingered deeply inside her despite everything she had survived.“I spent most of my life being looked down on,” she whispered.Hadrian remained silent
Becca sat silently near the window in one of the cushioned chairs in her chambers, still wearing the dress from the duel stained with Eugene’s blood.Her hands rested protectively over her stomach while her eyes stared blankly ahead, unfocused and exhausted.She looked emotionally drained, broken by the events of the night.Across the room, Mira stood with her arms crossed tightly as she stared furiously at Ariel.Ariel's eyes were swollen from crying, her hands trembled violently and she couldn’t even properly lift her head anymore.“I still cannot believe you did this,” Mira snapped sharply.Ariel flinched immediately.“Mira, please—”Mira stepped closer.“No, don’t plead now. You stood beside Becca every single day. You listened to her cry. You comforted her while secretly reporting everything back to Desmond" she snapped. Her voice carried genuine anger and Ariel lowered her head further. She closed her eyes tightly as tears slid down her cheeks again.Becca remained silent near
Desmond moved quickly down the dim hallway despite the agony tearing through his body. Every step hurt, his ribs burned, his shoulder throbbed violently and dried blood still stained the black fabric wrapped around his torso beneath his cloak.But none of that mattered. He refused to stay.Behind him, Seraphina and Ava struggled to keep up.“Slow down. You’re going to collapse” Seraphina hissed under her breath. Desmond didn’t even look at her.“If I collapse, drag me” he said.Ava nervously glanced around the empty hallway.The mansion suddenly felt unfamiliar now. Every servant they passed immediately lowered their heads and hurried away, clearly aware of what had happened at the duel grounds.Desmond noticed it too and he hated it.The fear was still there but the respect was gone and that realization made his jaw tighten painfully.“We need to leave before Eugene wakes up,” he muttered coldly.Seraphina folded her arms tightly around herself.“You really think he’ll execute us?”
The night was heavier than usual. Even the air carried an anxious silence, thick and oppressive, like the mansion itself was holding its breath, listening, watching, waiting. Kaelyn’s pulse thundered in her ears as she darted through the dim corridors, her cloak whipping behind her like a trail of
The smell of crushed herbs and boiling water hung in the air like a heavy fog, curling around Alpha Desmond’s senses and dragging him reluctantly toward consciousness. The first thing he became aware of was the muted flicker of torchlight through his eyelids. The second was the sickly-sweet scen
The sacred grounds were alive with energy. The sky, painted in hues of deep indigo and silver, framed the full moon as it hovered in its zenith, casting an ethereal glow over the arena. Among the sea of voices, one name surged louder than the rest. “Alpha Eugene! Alpha Eugene! Alpha Eugene!” C
The infirmary, moments ago filled with the quiet rustle of linens and the faint laughter of maids, now froze into suffocating silence. Becca’s breath hitched as she stared at the figure in the doorway. Ava. The woman who had been suspended. The woman who, by Eugene’s orders, had no place in the Bla







