LOGINThe guards immediately pulled Greta away from the dining hall and she struggled against them as they dragged her toward the large doors, her face pale with fear."Please!"Her voice echoed throughout the dining hall."Alpha King, please!" She begged but Eugene didn't respond.He remained standing beside the table, his expression hard and his jaw tightly clenched.Greta looked around desperately, hoping someone would intervene. Her eyes landed on Jack."Jack! Please!" She pleaded.Jack's body stiffened and he looked away. He couldn't save her, not after what she had admitted.The guards continued dragging Greta away."Please, I beg you all!"Her cries became fainter as she was taken farther down the corridor. Eventually, the doors closed behind her and silence returned to the dining hall.Becca slowly looked toward Eugene. She could still feel the weight of everything that had happened.She knew Greta had done something terrible, she had deliberately tried to poison Mira, there was no
For several seconds, nobody in the dining hall moved. Max stood near the entrance with the guards beside him and Greta held firmly between them.The silence was so heavy that even the usual sounds of servants moving around the mansion seemed to have disappeared.Alpha King Eugene's eyes remained fixed on Max."What is going on?" He asked.Max stepped forward."I found Greta in the kitchen. She was standing over Mira's breakfast, being suspicious” he explained.Greta immediately shook her head."That's not what happened” she said.Max ignored her while Mira's face changed."My breakfast?"Jack immediately looked at her and Max nodded."I watched her deliberately create a distraction so the maids would leave the area. Once they were gone, she took a vial from her clothing and poured its contents into Mira's soup” he continued.A shocked gasp escaped several of the maids.Mira stared at Greta and for a moment, she couldn't process what she had just heard."She tried to poison me?" She as
The moment Alpha King Eugene entered the dining hall, Becca's eyes briefly met his but only for a second.She immediately looked away. She wasn't ready to deal with him, not after everything that had happened that morning.Instead, Becca turned her attention toward the nurse maid standing nearby with her son."Is he comfortable?" she asked softly.The nurse maid smiled."Yes, Luna. He's calm” she answered.Becca nodded."Make sure he's properly supported” she instructed."Of course."Becca leaned slightly closer to her baby. The small child shifted in the nurse maid's arms, and Becca's expression softened.For the moment, that was all she wanted to focus on, her son, not Eugene, Kaelyn or the uncomfortable conversation waiting between her and her mate.Eugene noticed as his eyes remained on Becca for several moments.He had expected her to look at him, perhaps even acknowledge him. Instead, she had deliberately turned her attention elsewhere.He couldn't blame her, but it still hurt.
Greta froze and for a moment, she couldn't even breathe. Max stood directly in front of her, his eyes fixed on her with an intensity that made her stomach twist.He had seen her, there was no doubt about it, but Greta wasn't ready to give up.She quickly forced a confused expression onto her face."Beta Max?"Max didn't move."What did you put in the soup?" He asked.Greta blinked."I don't know what you're talking about” she said innocently.Max's jaw tightened."I asked you a question so answer me” he demanded.Greta glanced toward the nearby maids. She needed to stay calm. She couldn't allow herself to panic."I was only helping in the kitchen” she said.Max looked toward the bowl of soup behind her."You were standing over Mira's food” he said.Greta shook her head."I wasn't doing anything.""I saw you” he insisted."You must have misunderstood what you saw” she argued.Max's eyes narrowed."Misunderstood?""Yes." Greta gave a nervous little laugh. "I was simply stirring the soup
Becca sat quietly on the edge of the bed, staring down at her hands. She had been sitting there for several minutes without saying a word.Her mind was still replaying the scene from earlier that morning.She wasn't sure whether she had been right not to listen, but at that moment, she hadn't trusted herself to hear anything he had to say without becoming even more upset.She was still angry, she was hurt and she was jealous.She hated admitting that last part, even to herself, but she couldn't deny it.The thought of another woman spending the night in Eugene's room had unsettled her in a way she hadn't expected.Especially Kaelyn.Becca slowly exhaled. She wasn't ready to face Eugene again.Not yet."You're thinking too much” Mira's voice pulled her out of her thoughts.Becca looked up to see Mira standing nearby, watching her carefully."I'm fine” she said.Mira raised an eyebrow."You've said that three times already” she said."Because I am” Becca insisted.Mira walked closer."B
Greta moved quietly through the mansion corridors, keeping her head lowered as she made her way toward the kitchen.She wasn't in a hurry.Hurrying would only make her look suspicious.Instead, she forced herself to maintain the calm, ordinary pace of a maid who had somewhere to be and nothing to hide. But beneath the calm expression on her face, her mind was racing.She had only one goal that morning.Every few steps, Greta glanced over her shoulder. She needed to be certain that nobody was following her.The mansion was unusually busy that morning. Maids moved through the corridors carrying folded clothes, trays, and fresh linens. Guards stood at different points along the hallways, while servants hurried about their morning duties.There were too many eyes, too many opportunities for someone to notice her and Greta couldn't afford a mistake.She reached the corner leading toward the kitchen and slowed down. She looked behind her one last time and the corridor was empty.Good.Greta
Becca’s hands were still shaking but not from fear. She only felt rage now and it directed at one person who had dared to cross her.The army commander’s words echoed in her head again and again, each one sinking deeper like a blade meant to humiliate rather than kill.He had the guts to call Eugen
Becca woke slowly, dragged out of sleep by a dull ache that seemed to live in her bones.It was the kind of ache that wasn’t born of injury alone, but of tension held too long. Her body felt heavy, as though the bed itself had swallowed her halfway, reluctant to leave her alone.Becca’s stomach twi
The crisp air of the early morning filled Jack's lungs as he walked through the vast garden. The vibrant colors of the flowers, a mixture of pinks, reds, and purples, painted the scene like a tapestry, yet his mind was far from the beauty around him. His thoughts kept drifting to Mira—the way she
The ballroom glowed in warm candlelight and the radiant shimmer of magical orbs that hovered delicately in the air. It was a scene of splendor and elegance, wolves in finely tailored garments moving with grace across the polished marble floor, the sound of soft violins painting an air of civility







