LOGINBecca couldn't believe how stubborn Tyler was being. She had spent the last several minutes trying to make him understand that his presence in Blackwood Pack was creating unnecessary tension, but he seemed determined to ignore every warning she gave him."Tyler, are you even listening to me?" she asked, frustration evident in her voice."I am listening” he said."Then why are you still insisting on staying?"Tyler looked at her, his expression serious."Because I'm not leaving without you” he answered.Becca let out an exasperated sigh and turned away from him."You're making this so difficult.""How am I making anything difficult? I'm simply refusing to give up on someone I care about” he argued."Someone you care about?" She turned back toward him. "Tyler, this isn't some romantic adventure. You came here with an official delegation to demand that Eugene relinquish his mate. Do you understand how insulting that is to him?""I don't care how he feels about it” he said."Well, you sho
Eugene reacted just in time.The moment the attacker lunged at him, he twisted his body and grabbed the man's wrist, preventing the knife from plunging directly into his chest. However, the blade still grazed his side, leaving a sharp cut against his skin."Eugene!"Max's voice rang through the stables.Eugene gritted his teeth, struggling to push the attacker away. The man fought desperately, attempting to drive the knife into him again, but Eugene caught his other arm and forced him backward.Before Eugene could overpower him completely, Max rushed forward. With one swift movement, he grabbed the attacker from behind and twisted his neck.A sickening crack echoed through the stables then the man's body went limp and collapsed to the ground."Max!" Eugene snapped.Max immediately released the dead man and turned toward him."Alpha Eugene, are you hurt?" He asked as he looked around at Eugene for any sign of a large stab wound."I'm fine” Eugene answered, his breathing slightly labore
Tyler grabbed Becca's hand and pulled her away from the crowd before anyone could recognize him and start another commotion."Come with me," he said firmly.Becca didn't argue. She was still shaken by what had happened, and the last thing she wanted was to be surrounded by those people again. Tyler led her through a narrow street between two buildings, occasionally looking over his shoulder to ensure nobody was following them.The crowd was still shouting behind them, with several people calling out Becca's title and demanding that she return."Don't look back," Tyler instructed.He quickened his pace until they reached a quieter part of the town. There was a small abandoned storage building beside a row of shops, and Tyler led her behind it, where they could remain out of sight.They waited for a few moments. When the noise finally became distant, Tyler released her hand and turned toward her."Are you all right?" He asked.Becca adjusted the robe covering her head and nodded."Yes.
Eugene marched furiously through the mansion's hallway, his guards following closely behind him. His patience was running dangerously thin.It had been several minutes since he ordered his men to find Becca and bring her back, yet none of them had returned with any useful information. Every passing moment only made his anger worse.He didn’t know if he should shout at their incompetence or just keep focused on finding Becca."Have you found her?" he demanded, turning toward the guard walking behind him.The man immediately bowed his head."No, Alpha King . We have searched the eastern wing and the gardens, but there is no sign of Luna Queen Becca” he said."What about the servants? Has anyone seen her leaving the mansion?" Eugene asked."We are still questioning them, Alpha king."Eugene stopped walking and glared at him."Still questioning them? What exactly is taking so long?" He demanded.The guard lowered his gaze, unable to offer an answer then Eugene clenched his fists. He could
Becca pulled the robe tighter around her body as she made her way through the streets of the pack town.She had managed to leave the mansion without being caught by Eugene's guards, but she knew her freedom wouldn't last long if anyone recognized her. Eugene would undoubtedly send more guards to search for her, and the last thing she needed was to be dragged back to the mansion before she could speak with Tyler.The robe she wore had been stolen from a clothesline behind one of the servants' quarters. She had felt guilty taking someone else's clothing without permission, but she hadn't had the luxury of finding another way to disguise herself.Besides, she intended to return it. She just needed to speak with Tyler first.Becca pulled the hood farther over her face and continued walking, keeping her head lowered whenever people passed her. The pack town was busier than she had expected, with merchants calling out their prices, children running between stalls, and wolves gathering in
Seraphina hurried down the narrow staircase leading to the dungeon, her mind consumed by the shocking discovery she had made in Kaelyn's chambers.The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.Kaelyn had crossed a line she could never forgive. After everything Seraphina had done to keep her secret, after all the risks she had taken to ensure no one discovered the truth about Mira's fall, Kaelyn had decided to repay her by arranging her death.She would make her regret it.The dungeon guards stepped aside when Seraphina approached, allowing her to enter the section where Desmond was being held. She barely acknowledged them before making her way toward his cell.Desmond was seated on the edge of his bed, looking entirely unbothered by his imprisonment. When he heard the approaching footsteps, he lifted his head and smiled faintly."Seraphina. You look as though someone has ruined your day” he pointed out."Someone has done considerably worse than that” she replied.His smile di
The roar of the crowd thundered through the thick stone walls like a brewing storm. Eugene stood before a wide mirror, the muscles in his jaw tight, his chest rising and falling slowly as he adjusted the strap of his leather bracer. The intricate wolf crest of his family was etched into the chest
The room was too quiet. Seraphina had been sitting in the same chair for what felt like an eternity, her gaze fixed on the clock on the mantel. Every tick of its delicate hands seemed to mock her, each second stretching into something unbearable. She hated waiting. With a sharp exhale, she rose
The sacred grounds had never looked more alive. Under the glowing moonlight, it shimmered like silver dust had been sprinkled over every blade of grass. Tall torches burned steadily on either side of the circular arena, casting long shadows of the werewolf elders standing in their dark ceremonial
The damp, musty air of the lower corridors clung to Kaelyn’s skin like an unwelcome second layer. Down here, the stones seemed to breathe with the memories of centuries—cold, wet, and whispering faint secrets she wished she couldn’t hear. The torches flickered in their iron sconces, casting jitt







