LOGINSilas POVI stood up from my chair. The Gala music played on behind me. I turned to Mira."I need some fresh air," I said.Mira gave me a small nod. She did not ask questions.I walked away from the main hall and passed through the arched doorway. The private quarters of the Estates stretched out before me. The hallway was long and dim. Torches flickered on the stone walls. The sounds of the Gala faded with each step.I reached into my pocket. My fingers touched the listening devices. There were six of them. Each one was no bigger than my thumbnail. I had spent many sleepless nights making them.The base of each device was enchanted silver. Silver held magic well. Around each silver core, I had woven threads of shadow magic. The threads were so thin that normal eyes could not see them. When activated, the shadow threads absorbed sound waves and transmitted them back to a crystal hidden in my boot. The shadow magic also made the devices invisible to search spells. No one could see them
Chapter 143Soraya's POVThe grand ballroom teemed with bodies. Nobles packed every corner, their conversations swelling into a relentless hum beneath the crystal chandeliers. .Soft music drifted through the air—elegant, refined, almost peaceful.Almost.I walked beside Lucius, Silas and Jax shadowing us just a few steps behind. The moment we crossed the threshold, dozens of eyes swiveled in our direction. The whispers followed us inside like a living current."They actually came.""And who's the woman with them?""She must be the Frostfang noble.""I've never seen her before."I kept my expression smooth, my gaze fixed ahead. No reaction. No acknowledgment.Lady Vanya wouldn't care what strangers thought of her.Lady Vanya belonged here.I repeated the words like a prayer as we moved deeper into the ballroom.Lucius stopped near a cluster of Council members, all draped in expensive robes embroidered with their pack symbols. The eldest among them offered a polished smile."Lord Black
Soraya's POVThe journey to the High Council Estates passed in complete silence.The carriage rolled steadily along the stone road, its wheels humming a soft, rhythmic tune against the cobblestones. No one spoke. There was nothing left to say.We had gone over our plan countless times. We knew our roles. We knew our names. One mistake could cost us everything.I sat between Lucius and Silas, while Jax perched across from us. The forged invitations rested safely inside Silas's coat, and each of us wore the colors of Frostfang.I lowered my eyes to the crimson fabric pooling across my lap.It still felt strange.Just days ago, I had worn simple clothes inside the fortress. Before that, I had spent most of my life dressed like an Omega who owned almost nothing. Now I looked like a noblewoman.A stranger.Lady Vanya of Frostfang.I quietly repeated the name in my mind.Lady Vanya.Lady Vanya.Lady Vanya.It had to become second nature. I couldn't hesitate if someone questioned me.Across
Soraya's POVThe room was quiet.Outside, the fortress hummed with frantic activity—the final preparations for the Gala. Since dawn, voices had echoed through stone corridors, boots had pounded against floors, and every plan had been rehearsed until it was seared into memory. Weapons gleamed under torchlight. Forged documents were tucked into hidden pockets. Roles had been repeated so many times that no one could forget a single word.I slipped away from the chaos and stepped into one of the storage rooms.Mina was already there.She stood beside a wooden table, surrounded by supplies. Food. Clean bandages. Water flasks. Small bottles of medicine. Everything was arranged with painstaking precision—neat rows, careful spacing, as if order could hold back the fear.She packed each item slowly.Carefully.But something was wrong.Her hands were shaking.At first, I thought it was the cold. The storage room was damp, and the stone walls held the chill of the mountain. But as I watched, th
Soraya's POVThe bedroom was quiet. Only the soft sound of fabric moving broke the silence as the elderly seamstress walked around me one last time. "Stand still, my lady," she said. I smiled apologetically and stopped moving. She tugged gently at the sleeve before smoothing the front of my gown. After a few seconds, she stepped back and looked me over from head to toe. "There." She nodded to herself. "It fits perfectly."I slowly turned toward the large mirror standing against the wall. The woman staring back at me didn't look familiar. For a long moment, I simply stood there, unable to look away. The gown was a deep crimson, the color of Frostfang nobility. The rich fabric hugged my body before falling gracefully to the floor. Silver thread had been embroidered around the neckline and sleeves, forming delicate snowflake patterns that caught the light whenever I moved. My dark hair had been pinned back neatly, with only a few loose strands framing my face. Even my posture looke
Chapter 79Soraya's POVThree days. That was all we had.The words echoed in my head as I walked through the quiet halls of the fortress.The brothers followed behind me without speaking. We couldn't afford another mistake.Not after the cabin. Not after Matthew. Not after discovering that Leonard and Matthew were the same man. The fortress had become our last refuge, but hiding here forever wasn't an option.In three days, every powerful Alpha in the region would gather at the High Council Gala. Leonard would be there. The Withering would be there. So would we.We headed straight for the old library. It was one of the oldest rooms in the fortress, hidden behind thick oak doors reinforced with iron. Shelves stretched from floor to ceiling, filled with centuries-old books, scrolls, and ledgers. Silas walked directly toward a cabinet tucked into the far corner."I'll need everything related to the noble houses," he said. Lucius frowned."You have something in mind?" Silas unlocked th
Chapter 1Soraya"You are a disgrace, Soraya," my father hissed. The words were low, but his eyes were full of a weird kind of terror. Because right now he was losing his status. All because I was supposed to be the girl who poisoned the Luna. Which is a total joke, by the way. I can barely brew
Chapter 5Soraya"Soraya, stop!" I heard Lucius yell behind me.I didn't try stopping. I hit the front door of the Omega dorms with my shoulder, and for a second, my suppressed strength flickered. The heavy door flew off its hinges. I didn't have time to wonder if the triplets saw. I pulled my hood
Chapter 4SorayaI don't get it, Soraya. I can feel it. They're our mates….. something does feel off, but the bond really is there. Maya's internal voice was a mix of confusion and terrifying excitement, a dissonance that made my head spin. How could she even consider this a good thing?"Shut up,"
Chapter 3SorayaThey fucking knew. Those fuckers literally knew I was innocent. But instead of being decent human beings—or wolves—they were using it as a leash. On me. Of all wolves..I barely slept a wink in the tiny, cramped servant’s quarters. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt the phantom p







