MasukLuna Helena’s growl ripped through the corridor like a blade dragged across bone. “So this is what you’ve turned into,” she spat, eyes raking Scarlet from head to toe. “A spoiled, ungrateful bitch who thinks mating an old Lycan makes her untouchable.”Alpha Darius didn’t bother hiding his disgust. He scoffed loudly, crossing his arms like Scarlet was something foul he’d stepped in. “We raised you better than this. Or maybe that was a fucking waste.”Scarlet didn’t flinch and that alone unsettled them. Helena took a step closer, finger jabbing toward Scarlet’s chest. “Do you know how embarrassing it is hearing rumors about you? Mated to some ancient Lycan like a desperate whore clawing for power?”She spat on the floor. “Disgusting.”Once...once...those words would’ve shattered Scarlet. She would’ve folded, cried, begged, apologized for breathing wrong.Now? She just stared at them. Her gaze was unreadable. Darius shifted uneasily. Helena felt it too...Scarlet’s aura crawling up their
“Don’t make it fucking weird, Alpha.”Alpha Ronan snorted, rubbing the back of his neck like a man who’d survived death and didn’t know whether to laugh or spit at fate. “You just saved my miserable ass. I think I’ve earned the right to be a little weird.”Grey rolled her eyes, already walking away, boots crunching against the gravel road that led toward Blackwood Academy. The moon hung low, heavy and bruised, like it was watching them with judgment. Scarlet followed behind, arms wrapped around herself, heart still pounding from the chaos that had refused to settle inside her chest.The ride to Blackwood was tense. Grey sat shotgun, one knee up, blade tucked into her boot like a promise. Scarlet sat in the back, staring out the window, watching trees blur past like memories she didn’t want to face.The car barely stopped before chaos met them.Whispers. Running feet. Wolves pacing in half-shifted forms. “What the hell is going on now?” Scarlet muttered, climbing out.A breathless ome
Blade threw his head back and howled. An howl filled with rage.The sound sliced through the trees, rattled windows, sent birds screaming into the sky. The ground vibrated beneath his claws as he slammed them down, dirt exploding outward.Across from him, Grey stood unmoving. Grey’s wolf was massive. His shoulders were broad, chest deep, legs planted like pillars driven into the earth itself. When he growled, it wasn’t wild.It was command.The sound rolled out of him low and heavy, vibrating through bone and soil. The earth actually trembled, and Blade’s wolf instinctively shifted its weight, claws digging deeper as if bracing against something inevitable.Scarlet clutched Ronan tighter where she knelt behind them, her breath stuck in her throat.Blade snarled first, saliva dripping from his fangs. "You think you’re bigger than me?" his wolf sneered through the air.Grey didn’t answer, he stepped forward once.The trees groaned.Blade attacked. He launched himself like a missile, cla
More students poured in the party, drawn by laughter, alcohol. Red cups clinked. Bottles were passed. Someone climbed onto a table and howled like a wolf high on freedom.Scarlet danced barefoot on cold marble, her hair loose, her eyes glowing with a dangerous kind of relief. She felt alive without fear choking her throat.Grey stayed close. Mira did too.Mira leaned into Grey’s side, smiling softly, fingers curling possessively into his sleeve. Grey let her. He always did. His arm stayed around her waist.Scarlet noticed the way Mira kept glancing around...checking who was watching, who was listening. As if this happiness needed witnesses to be real. Students laughed, drank, flirted, shouted Scarlet’s name like she was some kind of victory symbol.Grey stood.He climbed onto a chair, then the table, his height instantly commanding attention. His growl rolled through the room...not aggressive, but powerful enough to shut everyone the fuck up.“Cheers,” he said, raising his cup.The r
“Why are we getting arrested?! Zeta...ZETA!” Thane’s scream tore through the hall like shattered glass. His voice cracked, raw and desperate, echoing off the ancient stone walls as silver cuffs bit into his wrists.Zeta didn’t answer him. She stood perfectly still as the werewolf police closed in, her jaw clenched so tight her teeth audibly ground against each other. Even cuffed, even cornered, she radiated menace. Her wolf snarled beneath her skin, vibrating with restrained violence.One officer reached out to grip her arm.Zeta’s eyes flashed. A low growl rumbled from her chest.The officer froze, they all did.They knew better. Zeta hated unnecessary touch. Everyone in the Lycan world knew that. Touching her without consent was a quick way to end up dead...or worse.“Back,” one of the officers muttered to his team. “Give her space.”They loosened their circle, keeping distance while maintaining control.Thane struggled harder. “Zeta, say something! Tell them they’re wrong! Tell the
Mira walked out without a word. Scarlet watched her go, fingers curling slowly at her sides. Grey stood frozen near the doorway, his jaw tight, his eyes dark with things he wasn’t saying. No one chased Mira. No one dared.Because when a witch like Mira chose silence, it was never peace.Scarlet woke the next morning with a scream lodged in her throat.A mind-link exploded inside her skull, sharp and violent, like a time bomb detonating behind her eyes."ALL LYCAN BLOODLINES ARE SUMMONED.""THE FAMILY OF THE LYCAN KING, ZETAS, ALPHAS, AND HEIRS.""MANDATORY ATTENDANCE."Scarlet clutched her head, gasping. Her wolf snarled. "This isn’t a meeting. It’s a fucking execution ground."Her heart hammered as she forced herself upright...and that was when she noticed it.Mira’s bed was untouched. Scarlet inhaled slowly, scenting the air. No trace of her presence lingering in the room.She swallowed hard. “She didn’t come back,” Scarlet whispered.Her wolf hummed darkly. "She spent the night at







