เข้าสู่ระบบJack made his way through the hallway, heading toward the dungeon where Desmond was being held. He had an important report to deliver, and he knew Desmond would be waiting to hear what had happened during his meeting with Tyler and Vincent.The conversation had gone better than he initially expected. Vincent was clearly interested in hearing what Desmond had to offer, and he had agreed that they should consider the proposed alliance. Tyler, however, had been more difficult to convince.Jack could understand his hesitation. Tyler knew enough about Desmond's reputation to understand that working with him could be dangerous. He wasn't the sort of man who would willingly become involved in someone else's scheme without knowing what he stood to gain.Still, Jack believed it wouldn't take much to change his mind. All he needed to do was make him understand how the alliance could help him achieve his own goal of getting Becca away from Eugene.Jack was still considering how to explain thi
Ava hurried down the hallway, making her way toward Seraphina's room. She had been looking for her for some time and was beginning to wonder why she hadn't shown up in the usual places.When she finally reached the room, she knocked twice before pushing the door open. Seraphina, who had been sitting beside the window, immediately sprang to her feet."Close the door!" she whispered urgently.Ava frowned at her unusual reaction but quickly shut the door behind her."What is going on with you?" She asked.Seraphina approached her, looking visibly distressed."The guards are searching for me” she revealed.Ava's expression changed."Searching for you? Why?""Because Becca has apparently decided that I need to pay for what happened yesterday” she answered.Seraphina walked away from her and began pacing around the room."That woman is furious because I threatened her precious baby. She has sent guards throughout the mansion, asking everyone whether they've seen me. I heard them questioning
Tyler stood beside the window, staring out at the unfamiliar surroundings of Blackwood Pack. He had been trying to calm himself for several minutes, but the events of several moments ago kept replaying in his mind. The accusation was insulting enough. The attempted arrest had made it worse. Behind him, Vincent was pacing from one end of the room to the other, muttering angrily under his breath. "I still cannot believe that bastard actually tried to have me arrested," Vincent said, throwing his hands into the air. "Me! As though I would sneak around and hire some fool to stab him in the back." Tyler turned away from the window. "I know you're angry, Vincent." "Angry?" Vincent stopped and stared at him. "I'm beyond angry. If those guards hadn't been so fortunate, I would have made sure they regretted stepping into this room." Tyler sighed. He knew Vincent well enough to understand that his cousin wasn't exaggerating. He had a terrible habit of allowing his temper to make decision
Becca stared at Seraphina, her arms wrapped protectively around her son.She was still furious about what had just happened. The thought of Seraphina threatening her baby and attempting to use him as leverage made her blood boil.She had never imagined that someone could be so heartless. But one thing was certain: she wasn't going to allow Seraphina to walk out of that room as though nothing had happened."You're not leaving this room," Becca declared.Seraphina raised an eyebrow."Excuse me?""You heard me. You came into my room, threatened my child, and tried to blackmail me into running away with Tyler. Did you honestly think I would let you walk away without facing the consequences?" She asked.Seraphina looked at her with irritation."Becca, don't be ridiculous” she warned."I'm not the one being ridiculous here” Becca replied.Becca glanced around the room, looking for somewhere safe to place her baby. She couldn't afford to have him in her arms if things turned physical between
Desmond paced impatiently inside his dungeon cell, his hands clasped behind his back as he tried to contain his growing restlessness.He hated being confined. Every passing minute reminded him that he was no longer the man who once commanded respect and obedience throughout Blackwood Pack. Although he had managed to establish connections with a few people inside the mansion, it wasn't enough.He wanted to be out there. He wanted to see things unfold with his own eyes and make sure nobody interfered with what he had spent so much time planning.A few minutes earlier, one of the guards secretly working for him had delivered some encouraging news.The assassination attempt against Eugene had succeeded in injuring him, and the discovery of the attacker's connection to Tyler's pack had created exactly the kind of tension Desmond wanted.Even better, Eugene was now considering taking action against Tyler and his people.Desmond had struggled to hide his satisfaction when he heard the news.
Becca stood a few steps away from Seraphina, watching her hold the baby in her arms as though she had every right to be there.The sight made her blood boil.It was disturbing to watch her pretend to be affectionate when she had already threatened to hurt the baby if Becca refused to obey her demands."Stop playing with him and give him to me," Becca said impatiently.Seraphina glanced at her."You're making this unnecessarily difficult” she said.Becca took a deep breath. She couldn't simply snatch the baby and run without considering what Seraphina might do.Becca didn't know whether Seraphina had been working with someone inside the mansion or whether she had taken advantage of the confusion surrounding Eugene's orders.What she knew was that her son was in danger and she had to get him away from Seraphina."Have you thought about what I told you?" Seraphina suddenly asked.Becca looked at her but didn’t answer so Seraphina shook her head."Well, I'm tired of waiting” she said.Ser
The soft rustle of silk filled the air as Mira fastened the last golden ornament on Becca’s gown. The scent of jasmine oil lingered in the room, light and comforting, but it did little to settle the storm inside Becca’s chest.“Hold still,” Mira murmured, smoothing the folds of the gown and steppi
The clinking of silverware faded into the low hum of servants clearing plates. The meal had ended, but no one seemed eager to leave.Eugene poured himself another glass of wine, his movements controlled but thoughtful. Max was silent, elbows resting on the table, staring into the flames. Mira, how
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.
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







