LOGINThe weight of Desmond’s revelation sat heavily over the room like a storm cloud ready to collapse.Ariel stood near the doorway trembling violently, her pale hands clenched tightly against her dress while tears gathered desperately in her eyes.Across from her, Becca stared at her like she no longer recognized her. The hurt in her expression was almost unbearable to witness.“No…” Ariel whispered shakily.Her head moved rapidly as if denying the truth could somehow erase it.“No, that’s not true…”Desmond laughed softly from where he sat against the healer’s bed.“Oh, stop embarrassing yourself.”Ariel’s frightened eyes snapped toward him instantly.“Please…”Desmond’s expression remained cold.“You’ve already been exposed.”Ariel immediately turned back toward Becca desperately.“He’s lying!”The words came out too fast.Desmond tilted his head with amusement.“You really should stop denying it,” he said lazily, then slowly he looked toward everyone else.“I recruited her shortly aft
The healer’s chambers had become suffocating.The air itself seemed heavy beneath the overwhelming scent of blood, medicine, sweat, and fear. Servants hurried from one side of the room to another carrying bowls of steaming water and stained cloths while the healer barked exhausted instructions at anyone within hearing distance.The chamber felt less like a place of healing now and more like the aftermath of war at the center of it all, Eugene lay unconscious.Fresh bandages had already been wrapped tightly around the deep wound in his chest, but blood continued seeping through no matter how many times the healer tried to stop it.Becca sat beside him on the edge of the bed, gripping his hand tightly between both of hers as if letting go would somehow allow death to take him away completely.Her face was pale, tear-streaked and exhausted, yet she refused to move even for a second.“Please come back to me” she whispered shakily while brushing damp strands of hair away from Eugene’s for
The healer’s chambers had descended into complete chaos. The scent of blood already filled the air heavily, mixing with crushed herbs, smoke from healing incense, and the metallic sting of panic.Servants rushed frantically from one side of the massive chamber to another carrying bowls of steaming water, clean cloths, medicine trays, and bundles of healing plants. The atmosphere felt suffocating, loud, and tense enough to snap at any moment and at the center of it all Desmond Blackwood was making everything worse.“MOVE!”His furious roar echoed through the chamber so violently that one of the younger maids nearly dropped the tray in her hands.Desmond sat partially upright on one of the healer’s large beds despite the obvious agony his body was in. Thick bandages wrapped around his ribs and shoulder while bruises and cuts covered nearly every inch of exposed skin.One arm had been crudely stabilized because of a fracture, his breathing was uneven, his face pale from blood loss and y
For several long seconds after Eugene returned to himself, the entire arena remained silent.The oppressive darkness that had nearly crushed the entire arena moments ago was gone completely now, replaced by the familiar aura everyone once knew.Eugene still held Becca close against him, his breathing uneven as though he had just awakened from a nightmare. His hands trembled slightly around her waist, not from rage anymore but shock.His eyes slowly moved around the battlefield, finally seeing clearly what he had become only moments earlier.The fear still lingering on people’s faces, Brian’s lifeless body lying not too far away and the blood covering his own hands.His stomach twisted violently.Becca immediately cupped his face gently.“You came back. That’s what matters” she whispered quickly but Eugene looked shattered.His gaze moved toward Brian’s body again and guilt hit him so hard his knees nearly buckled.“No, I killed him” he said.He pulled slightly away from Becca, staring
The arena no longer felt victorious, not anymore. Moments ago, wolves had been cheering Eugene’s name with tears in their eyes, celebrating the return of their rightful Alpha.Now, fear had swallowed every ounce of that joy.Brian’s body lay motionless on the bloodstained battlefield, his lifeless eyes staring blankly toward the dark sky above and standing over him was Eugene.The resistance wolves who had fought so hard for Eugene now looked uncertain and some stepped backward instinctively whenever Eugene shifted even slightly.People were losing faith in him and that wasn’t good.Mira noticed it too and her stomach twisted painfully.“This is bad she whispered.Jack’s expression was tense.“Very bad” he added.Eugene himself didn’t even seem aware of it. He simply stood there silently while blood dripped from his claws onto the ground beneath him.Becca stared at him with tears burning painfully in her eyes. Her heart hurt so much she could barely breathe properly. She knew that so
The silence inside the arena became unbearable. The darkness radiating from Eugene no longer felt like ordinary Alpha dominance.It felt unstable, like a predator seconds away from tearing apart everything around him and now, that terrifying gaze was locked entirely on Becca.She immediately regretted her words, not because they weren’t true, but because of the expression that crossed Eugene’s face after hearing them.Around the arena, the celebrating crowd had gone completely quiet again.Becca’s breathing became shaky as Eugene slowly stepped toward her. His heavy boots crushed against broken stone and dirt while blood continued dripping from his wounds onto the battlefield.Yet somehow, he still looked terrifyingly powerful.“Eugene” she whispered carefully but the name didn’t seem to fully reach him.“You would leave me?” His voice came out rough, distorted slightly beneath the unstable growl hidden inside it.Becca’s heart pounded painfully.“That’s not what I—”Suddenly he grabb
Max and Eugene’s hearts pounded in unison, their muscles coiled like springs, as the man on the ground stubbornly tried one last desperate attempt to free himself. “Not today,” Eugene growled, pressing the man flat against the forest floor. Max pinned the man’s legs, feeling his strength push aga
Becca, Max, Eugene and Mira gathered around the wooden table in the center of the room. The lantern light flickered across their faces showing just how tired, worried and determined they were.Max rested his elbows on the table. Mira sat beside him, brushing dirt from her dress. Becca took the seat
The cabin sat quietly among the thick talls trees, nestled deep in the forest where the wind whispered through the branches and the only sounds were the faint rustle of leaves and the occasional sounds of a bird. Smoke drifted lazily from Garran’s house which was still in flames, the smoke curling
Dinner sat heavily on the wooden table, warm and steaming, but the air around it felt thick and suffocating. Mira had tried, nervously at first, to make conversation, but now, the silence pressed down on her like a physical weight.Max sat rigid, his shoulders tight, staring at the plate in front







