LOGINAlpha NoxI'm in my chambers, a quiet exhaustion settling deep within me after the day’s activities, the training sessions I personally oversaw, ensuring every move, every formation, aligned perfectly with my standards, the countless revisions of my strategies, and everything I had so carefully and deliberately laid out long before now.It isn’t that I doubt my warriors or the effectiveness of my strategies. No… doubt has never been my weakness. But I am a man driven by precision, ruled by accuracy. Perfection isn’t just a desire, it is a necessity. I take my time with everything I do, refining, sharpening, perfecting, and it has never failed me, not once, from the very beginning until now.Alpha Philips knows this part of me; he sure knew what I was capable of doing when he had bridged this one part… Well, that's not even what I would have to say now.That's not what I would start counting right now. All that matters is that the time for whatever I'm to do with Silvermoon and his so-
RitaHe stood there for a brief moment before finally taking a few slow, deliberate steps into the shabby room I occupied, his presence instantly filling the cramped space. His eyes never left mine, not even for a second, though he briefly turned his head, his gaze sweeping across the room with a subtle roll of his eyes, like he was silently questioning why on earth anyone would ever live in a shabby wooden shack like this.I sniffed softly and drew in a steady, calming breath. For the second time since I woke up, I felt it again, that strange, unfamiliar sense of relief. A calmness settled deep within me, different from anything I had ever known.That awareness of being protected enveloped me whole, and I didn't even realize I had been staring at his body, strangely mesmerized by his choice of outfit, and not even realizing I had been flipping through every oversized shirts or pants he wore all through from the first day I had met him at Marvin's doorstep.Even though I didn't really
Marvin“About the guard and the omega in the open cell, I want them punished and isolated from the rest of the pack members until I say otherwise,” I instructed, turning toward Renz, only to pause as I caught the strange shift in his expression.I knew him too well, far too well, not to recognize when something was off. The slight tension in his jaw, the hesitation in his gaze… it wasn’t unfamiliar. It was the same look he wore whenever he had something buried deep in his chest, something he wasn’t sure how to say.Or at least, that was what I thought.“Regarding the guard and the omega… I’m sorry. But I let them out during the attack,” he admitted carefully. “I ordered one of the guards to release the prisoner so he could also protect the packhouse alongside the warriors present. And with how severe the attack was… it never really crossed my mind to tell you. At least, not until now.”His words were cautious, measured, but I could already feel it. That slow, simmering rage crawling b
MarvinI turned toward my room far faster than I intended, my steps uneven with the weight pressing down on my chest, as I crashed onto my usual spot by the window. My arms settled heavily against the frame, one draped over it while the other dipped into my pant pockets, gripping nothing but tension.What the hell was wrong with me, and why was it so difficult to even form a single clear thought without Rita forcing her way in somehow, flooding every inch of my mind again?How did I become this version of myself, someone who could barely summon the slightest care or emotion for anyone else, yet was relentlessly consumed by the very same woman?The very same lady… I vowed to deal with so greatly that death would be far away from. The very one I had brutally fucked on three occasions.And now, I have better and most important details that were so crucial and detrimental to the pack, yet my mind couldn't yet settle on those details without constantly drifting toward one person.‘That’s b
RitaThe room felt too calm, too soothing, too safe that I didn’t even allow myself to dwell on the uneasy feelings and creeping doubts trying to slip in after Beta Renz had left.I found my arms curled deeper into the duvet, the fabric soft and almost unreal beneath my palms. I glanced back at the window, then slowly toward the bookshelves arranged neatly in the room. A quiet chuckle escaped me before I could stop it, my gaze lingering there longer than necessary.I loved reading books, and usually took some… or rather slipped some from her room each time I cleaned it. But I made sure to be discreet and would return them whenever I was done reading them.Becky didn’t really have good books that interested me, except a few novels she never truly opened the pages of. And since I wasn’t allowed to leave the house except for errands, not allowed to attend school or receive any form of proper education, I clung to the little freedom I had, oftentimes, reading through the books I secretly
RitaI'm still in this large bed that's just too soft,like something crafted out of illusion rather than reality. My eyes keep roaming, slowly scanning every inch of the vast space around me, drifting toward the golden curtains glowing under the fading evening light. The way that faint light seeps into the room through the wide window… it blends so effortlessly, almost shyly, like something ordinary trying too hard to appear natural.Everything about this room feels too perfect. Too calm. Too unreal.The way the silky mattress beneath me feels like a dangerous kind of comfort, like a fantasy that shouldn't exist, yet somehow does. Every second that ticked pretended to be normal, except that…Except… this wasn't normal. My life, my thoughts, and every damn turn in my life, it couldn't have been normal, yet even when it felt like there was finally light at the end of the tunnel and… bang, it turned cruelly, raging into nothing but those dark paths.Those thoughts almost made my arms c







