LOGINJack hurried down the grand staircase with uneven breaths, his shoe striking hard against the polished marble steps as anxiety twisted violently inside his stomach.The entire mansion felt restless, servants whispered in corners, guards moved around more cautiously than usual. Even the atmosphere itself felt tense after news spread that the DNA test results had finally been revealed.Jack gripped the railing tightly as he descended another flight of stairs.“Damn it” he muttered under his breath.He had been trying to reach the healer’s chambers ever since hearing the announcement from one of the guards in the hallway.His footsteps echoed sharply as he turned another corner and suddenly a hand grabbed him violently.Before Jack could react, his entire body slammed hard against the wall.Pain exploded through his back and breath nearly left his lungs.“What the—”A large hand clamped around his throat instantly and Jack’s eyes widened.Desmond stood directly in front of him dressed in
Becca walked through the long stone hallway with Mira and Seraphina beside her, her expression cold and unreadable while the sound of their footsteps echoed through the Blackwood mansion.The atmosphere felt suffocating and heavy, like the entire mansion itself was holding its breath.Two guards walked several steps behind them silently, their armor clinking faintly with every movement.Mira glanced sideways at Becca nervously for what felt like the hundredth time.“Becca” she called but she did not answer.Her arms remained crossed tightly over her chest as she continued walking.Mira looked at Seraphina who had a bored expression on her face.“You still don’t have to go if you don’t want to" she said.Becca finally scoffed softly.“And stay in my room imagining every possible outcome until I lose my mind? No thanks” she said.Her voice carried bitterness and Mira sighed quietly.“When the guard came earlier, you practically threw him out" she said.“I almost did more than that,” Bec
The soft golden glow of the afternoon sun poured through the tall windows of Kaelyn’s room, bathing everything in warmth. The dark velvet curtains swayed gently with the breeze, and for the first time in months, Kaelyn finally felt safe.The feeling was unfamiliar after everything she had endured.She sat on the edge of the enormous bed, cradling her little baby carefully against her chest while the child suckled peacefully. Her fingers brushed through the infant’s tiny dark hair, and a smile slowly spread across her lips.“My precious little Alpha, you have no idea how hard your mother fought for you” she whispered softly. The baby made a tiny sound, causing Kaelyn to laugh quietly. The sound of her own laughter almost startled her because it had been so long.Her eyes wandered around the luxurious room, the elegant fireplace, the polished marble floor, the rich scent of sandalwood that always lingered within the Blackwood mansion. Everything here felt so different from the cold pri
Morning sunlight poured softly through the tall windows of Becca’s chambers, bathing the room in warm gold that contrasted painfully with the heaviness in her chest.Becca sat near the edge of the massive mattress wrapped in a cream-colored robe, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the embroidered patterns on the blanket while her thoughts spiraled endlessly.Mira, who had stayed the night beside her so she would not be alone, sat cross-legged farther down the bed watching her carefully.The room itself was unusually quiet this morning.Mira sighed softly.“You haven’t said more than ten words since last night" she said.“I’m fine" Becca replied but she didn’t look at her.Mira snorted immediately.“You also look like you want to stab somebody.”That almost earned a reaction then Becca merely exhaled quietly and looked toward the window.Life inside the mansion continued normally despite how badly hers suddenly felt shattered.Mira softened slightly seeing the pain Becca was trying to
The silence inside the grand hall shattered instantly.“No! You cannot do this to us!”Seraphina’s furious scream echoed against the high ceilings as she jerked violently against the guards holding her arms.Ava looked equally horrified.“A servant?” she repeated in disbelief. "You want us to become servants?”Desmond’s expression was far darker. His golden eyes locked onto Eugene with murderous rage burning inside them.The chains around his wrists rattled sharply as he stepped forward despite the guards restraining him.“You’ve lost your damned mind" he said.Eugene remained unshaken before him and Desmond barked out a harsh laugh.“This is your revenge? You’re pathetic" his lip curled with disgust.Several guards tensed immediately but Eugene simply stared at him.Seraphina’s breathing had become uneven now as humiliation flooded her entire body.Her eyes burned with fury.“I refuse" she said and Eugene finally looked toward her.“You don’t get a choice” he said.Eugene’s expressio
The grand hall was alive with tension.Golden chandeliers glowed overhead, their candlelight reflecting against polished marble floors and towering silver pillars.Council members filled the long rows beside the throne platform, whispering quietly among themselves as guards escorted Desmond, Seraphina, and Ava into the chamber.Desmond walked with as much dignity as he could force into his posture. Seraphina looked furious and humiliated all at once while Ava looked tense, her eyes darting nervously around the hall.Eugene stood tall in black royal clothing. His face looked calm on the surface, but there was something colder in his eyes.Councillor Hadrian stood near the throne platform with clear relief shining in his weathered features.“Alpha King Eugene. It is good to see you standing again” he said warmly.Eugene gave a slight nod.“Thank you, Hadrian" he said.His gaze shifted immediately toward the prisoners and the warmth disappeared instantly.“Bring them forward" he commande
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.
The glow of the fire in Eugene’s study flickered against the walls, throwing long shadows over the furniture. Max sat back in the deep leather chair opposite Eugene’s desk, a half-filled glass of red wine between his fingers. His expression was distant, his normally sharp eyes unfocused as if sea
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
The halls were quiet, save for the faint hum of insects and the rhythmic tap of Becca’s boots against the marble floor. She carried a small tray in her hands which was a cup steaming faintly, filled with the herbal concoction she had worked on all day.Her steps were steady, but her mind was far f







