MasukVivienneMy whole body was aching and I was running high fever. I staggered to my room from my office, all I wanted was to just lay down and sleep it off.This is why it stinks to be wolf-less. Though Ivy was still there quiet, curled up somewhere deep inside me, not gone but not awake, she wasnāt helping. If sheād been active, sickness like this wouldnāt hit me so hard. Iād burn through fevers in hours, shrug off infections, heal cuts before they even scarred. The last time I remembered having a real fever was when I was a kid. My dad had taken care of me, cool cloths on my forehead, soup he made himself, sitting by my bed telling stupid stories until I fell asleep. Back then fever felt like a small thing. Nowā¦āFuckā¦ā I cussed under my breath as I grabbed the wall to stabilize myself. The hallway tilted. My vision swam. Sweat was dripping down my back even though I felt freezing cold. My legs shook like they might give out any second.I forced one foot in front of the other.The co
Kaneās POVI couldnāt get her out of my head.All morning meetings, reports, border updates her face kept flashing in my mind. The way she moved on those mats. Sharp. Deadly. Beautiful. Watching her train the recruits from the shadows earlier had lit something in me. She didnāt just teach them to fight; she showed them how to win. How to survive. And damn if that didnāt make me hard just thinking about it.I needed her.Now.The training grounds were quiet when I got there. Most of the pack had cleared out for lunch or patrols. The mats were still out, a few dummies pushed to the side. And there she was.Viv, bending over to roll up one of the heavy pads, her black training pants hugging her ass in a way that made my mouth go dry. The cropped top rode up a little, showing the curve of her lower back, the faint red marks from last night with Ryker still visible. Ours. All of ours.I pushed the door open without knocking.It creaked loud in the empty space.She straightened up fast, spi
Danteās POVI stepped out of the office with my phone finally in my pocket, the earlier irritation fading fast. Lianaās stunt still sat wrong in my gut like a bad taste that wouldnāt leave but I pushed it aside. Whatever she was playing at, Iād deal with it later. Right now, all I wanted was to see Viv.The training grounds werenāt far. I walked the path with long strides, boots crunching on the thin layer of frost still clinging to the stone. The morning air was sharp, waking me up fully, and the closer I got, the louder the sounds became: grunts, thuds of bodies hitting mats, sharp commands, laughter mixed with curses. Vivās voice cut through it all clear, steady, no-nonsense.I rounded the last corner and stopped at the edge of the viewing platform.She was in the center of the mats.Black training gear hugging every curve, hair tied back in a messy knot with loose strands sticking to her sweaty neck. She moved like liquid violence quick, precise, andbeautiful. Right now she was
DanteI was humming as I headed toward the training grounds, feeling happy and so fucking fulfilled because our plan was working perfectly.The pack was changing slowly, but it was happening. Recruits talked about Viv like she was a legend now. Older warriors who used to sneer were starting to show up at her sessions just to watch. Even the servants smiled when they passed her in the halls. She didnāt see it yet, or maybe she didnāt want to believe it, but she was carving out a place here. Not as the bought outsider but as someone who belonged.And tonight? Tonight I had a surprise for her.She deserved to be rewarded.Iād spent the last few days pulling strings quietly, and carefully. A private dinner in the old watchtower on the north ridge. No pack business. No interruptions. Just good food, wine, and the view of the whole valley under the stars. Then later⦠maybe some time alone where I could finally show her exactly how proud I was. How much she meant. How much we all wanted her
Danteās POV(Few weeks later)I stared at the report in my hand and nodded slowly.Viv was doing awesomely well. That was the only way to put it. Relief settled heavy in my chest, real relief, the kind I hadnāt felt in a long time.There had been some small problems at first. A couple of older warriors who didnāt like taking orders from āthe outsider.ā A few recruits who thought they could mouth off because she had no wolf. Some whispers behind her back that got loud enough to reach the training grounds.But she handled every single one.Fast. Clean and no hesitation.One guy tried to challenge her authority during a spar. She put him flat on his back in three seconds, knee on his throat, dagger at his jaw, and asked calm as anything, if he wanted to keep breathing or keep talking. He shut up. Never opened his mouth again in her sessions.Another time a group of mid-level fighters showed up uninvited, acting like they were there to āobserve.ā She didnāt yell. Didnāt threaten. Just loo
VivienneI leaned back in the chair, arms crossed tight over my chest, staring at Asher and Kane like theyād lost their damn minds.āIs this really okay, guys? I donāt want trouble here because I might kill someone if anyone dares me.āThey both grinned like idiots.Asherās grin was wide and cocky, the kind that made me want to smack him. Kaneās was smaller, quieter, but still there amused, like he already knew I was going to say yes.Theyād shown up in my office first thing this morning, coffee in hand, black, two sugars, exactly how I liked it, Kaneās doing, I was sure and begged me to train the new recruits.Begged.Actual begging.From two Alphas.I almost laughed in their faces.Asher leaned against the edge of my desk, arms folded, looking way too pleased with himself. āItās just some basics. Theyāll learn faster under you. Youāre the viper who took down a bunch of elite Ironclaw warriors without a wolf. Who else can pull that off except you, my precious Red?āI rolled my eyes







