LOGIN🔥 Will Ava’s cruelty fracture loyalties further within the mansion? And can Jack withstand being used as her pawn, or will Max’s temper finally ignite into something deadly? 👉 Stay tuned for the next chapter.
Eugene remained standing in the middle of his chambers long after Kaelyn had stopped speaking. His chest was still rising and falling heavily, his anger had not disappeared.If anything, it had settled deeper inside him. But as the silence stretched between them, Eugene slowly became aware of something else.Kaelyn's fear.He looked at her. She was standing several feet away now, her hand wrapped around the arm he had grabbed.Eugene's gaze dropped to her wrist. He remembered the way his fingers had tightened around her arm.He had lost control for a moment and his expression hardened, though a small amount of regret crept into his mind."Did I hurt you?"Kaelyn looked at him."No, you frightened me" she said.Eugene stared at her then she slowly lowered her hand.Eugene looked away."I shouldn't have grabbed you" he said.Kaelyn blinked. For a moment, she seemed surprised by the apology."I know you were angry" she said.Eugene stared at her."You have already done enough tonight. Yo
Jack followed Greta down the deserted corridor, but with every step he took, his uneasiness grew. He had agreed to follow her because she had mentioned Desmond's mission.That alone was enough to make him concerned.But now that they were walking farther away from the healer's chambers, Jack couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong."Greta."She continued walking."What?""Where exactly are you taking me?" He asked."I told you" she said."You said you'd explain when we got there" he recounted. "And I will" she reassured him.Jack frowned."That isn't an answer."Greta glanced over her shoulder."Please, Jack. Just keep walking.""I don't like this. Just tell me what's happening" he insisted. Greta looked away."I can't. Not now" she replied. Jack stopped then Greta took two more steps before realizing he was no longer behind her.She turned around."Why did you stop?""Because you're acting strangely" he replied. "I'm not.""You are" he argued. Jack's eyes na
For one long second, Eugene didn't move. Kaelyn's lips were still against his, his mind had gone completely blank then reality crashed back into him.He immediately remembered Becca, the healer's chambers, the blood, their newborn son, and the fear that had been eating at him since the moment Becca's body had begun convulsing.And now Kaelyn was kissing him.Eugene's expression hardened. He immediately caught Kaelyn by the shoulders and pulled her away."What are you doing?"Kaelyn stumbled backward then her eyes widened."I..."Eugene stared at her in disbelief, his breathing was heavy."Why did you just kiss me?"Kaelyn's lips parted."Yes. I—""I didn't give you permission to do that" he cut her off.The words were sharp and Kaelyn's expression changed. She looked almost offended."You kissed me on the night we were together" she said."That doesn't give you the right to do it now" he replied. "But we—""That doesn't matter" he cut her off again. "It matters to me!" She replied a
Jack had officially reached the point where he was tired of everything, the shouting, the secrets, the arguments, the constant feeling that something terrible was about to happen.He sat against the stone wall outside the healer's chambers, his arms folded across his chest as he stared at the closed doors.Nobody had come out, just silence and that was beginning to make everyone nervous.Jack glanced around. Mira was standing a few feet away, repeatedly looking toward the healer's chambers, Tyler was pacing, Ava was sitting on a nearby bench and Seraphina stood beside her with her arms folded.Everyone seemed to be waiting for the same thing which was news about Becca.Was she alive? Was she stable? Had the bleeding stopped?Nobody knew.Jack dragged a hand down his face."How long has it been?" He asked.Tyler stopped pacing."Too long" he said.Jack sighed then Mira turned toward them."Don't say things like that" she warned. Tyler looked at her."I'm not trying to frighten you" he
Eugene walked into his chambers without saying a word and the heavy doors closed behind him with a soft thud.For the first time since Becca had been rushed to the healer's chambers, he was completely alone and somehow, that was worse.The silence pressed against him from every direction.Eugene stood in the middle of his chambers, staring at nothing. His shoulders were tense, his hands were still clenched. His mind, however, was anything but quiet.His thoughts immediately returned to Becca. Her pale face, her closed eyes, the blood, her body convulsing beneath the sheets made him almost unable to breathe. He loosened the collar of his shirt and walked toward the balcony. When he pushed the doors open, the cool night air immediately brushed against his face.Eugene's chest tightened."What if..."He stopped and his jaw clenched."No."He shook his head. He refused to finish the thought but his mind was already doing it for him.What if Becca dies tonight?The question was unbearable
Greta pushed open the storage-room door and she heard a muffled, desperate sound from somewhere inside the dark room.Greta froze and her heart immediately dropped into her stomach."No..."She slowly stepped inside and pulled the door shut behind her.The storage room was dim, illuminated only by the weak light that slipped through a narrow window near the ceiling.The maid was awake and her eyes immediately locked onto Greta as she twisted desperately against the ropes binding her wrists. Her face was pale and exhausted, but the anger in her eyes was stronger than ever.The gag had slipped slightly from her mouth."You sick woman" her voice was hoarse.Greta's expression tightened. For several seconds, neither woman moved then the maid began struggling harder."Untie me!" She demanded.Greta quickly shut the door more firmly."Stop moving.""Untie me!""I said stop!" She yelled at her."You think tying me up will make this disappear? You think nobody will find me?" The maid's voice
The low hum of the morning wind swept through the corridors of the Blackwood estate, carrying the scent of dew-soaked earth and the faint tang of blood. Eugene winced as he swung his legs over the side of the infirmary bed. His arm pulsed with a dull, stubborn pain that radiated from the angry da
The late evening breeze moved through the slightly open window of Alpha Eugene’s bedroom, stirring the curtains to be dancing in the air. The deepening dusk bled a soft amber light into the room, casting long shadows across the floor and the walls. Eugene stood by the carved oak armoire, his stro
Becca moved swiftly between the wounded wolves, her hands steady and precise as she applied her skills.Outwardly, she was composed and efficient. The perfect Luna healer.But Inside there was a storm in her heart.Every word Eugene had spoken earlier still echoed in her chest.She ground her teet
Luna Seraphina’s eyes snapped open, fury flashing in their emerald depths as the echoes in the mansion grew louder. She sat up, her hair falling in perfect waves over her shoulders despite having been asleep moments ago.“What in the name of the Goddess is this racket?” she hissed, her voice low a







