LOGINWarning; This chapter contains extreme torture 🔞🔞🔞VIVIENNE POVSnowflakes melted on my skin as I pushed myself up from the gravel, blood trickling from my split lip, tasting copper and victory. My throat burned like I'd swallowed fire, but I laughed anyway, hoarse, and ragged, the sound echoing off the stone walls.The four Alphas circled me slowly, they were like predators closing in, their eyes glowing in the dim floodlights. Dante's red stare bored into me, Ryker's grin feral and filthy, Kane's fists clenched white-knuckled, and Asher's face a mask of cold psycho calm that promised worse than pain."Get up," Dante snarled, voice thick with barely leashed rage. "We're not done."I spat blood at his feet, the red splatter mixing with snow. "Oh, we're just starting, capo. You throw like a girl. Is that all your big bad Alpha strength can do?"Ryker lunged first, grabbing my hair in a fist and yanking me to my feet. Pain exploded in my scalp, but I twisted into it, knee slamming to
VIVIENNE povThe SUV screeched to a halt in the compound courtyard and the doors flew open before the engine died. Cold night air rushed in, sharp with pine and incoming snow.Dante stepped out first. Ryker followed, body coiled tight, ready to snap. Kane and Asher came next, silent but radiating violence. Guards swarmed from the shadows, rifles up, eyes wide and the fear on the twins’ faces.Maya and Mara stumbled out, legs shaky. They grabbed my arms the second I slid from the seat, clinging like I was the only solid thing left in their world.“Don’t punish her,” Maya begged, voice cracking as she looked at Dante. “Please, fratello(brother). It was us. All us. We forced her.”Mara nodded fast, tears spilling. “She saved us. Over and over. If you hurt her, we’ll never forgive you.”I rolled my eyes hard enough to strain something. Arrogant didn’t cover it. I was done playing grateful prisoner.“Figli di puttana incompetenti,” I muttered loud enough for the Alphas to hear. “Sons of in
VIVIENNE pov.I caught their scent before I heard engines, cologne, gun oil, rage, and pack madness. The twins were still clinging to my arms like I was a shield and not the reason they were shaking like leaves. Their fingers bit into my skin, but I didn’t shake them off. Not yet.Truth, I didn’t regret any of it, not the club, not the kill, not the chaos. My only regret was not taking another shot of that expensive whiskey or maybe breaking a few more skulls while I had the chance.I did something fun though, sow chaos for Marcus, and that was a small victory. The rest, well, let the gods tally the bodies later.The car doors slammed open and Dante was first out, storm and shadow and pure Alpha fury. “COME SI PERMETTE, VIVIENNE!”(HOW DARE YOU, VIVIENNE!) he roared, voice shaking in anger.The girls shot in front of me, trembling but standing, and for a split second I wondered what the hell they were thinking.“Don’t touch her! It’s not her fault, we brought her, we snuck her out, we
VIVIENNE POVThe twins shook beside me. Their hands gripped my arms hard enough to bruise, but I did not move. In front of us stood the boss of this club, a big wolf with scars across his face and eyes that showed no mercy. He sat behind a heavy desk in a back office that smelled of old blood and cheap smoke. Four guards stood around him, guns out now, fingers on triggers.On the floor between us lay the body of the idiot I killed at the table. His throat was open from my dagger. Blood still leaked out slow and dark. Killing him was easy.He reached for Maya first, thought he could grab her hair and drag her away as payment for the money he lost but I moved faster. One step, blade out and slash. He dropped without a sound.And it was normal here. People die in this place every night and no one screams. The crowd just stepped around the mess.But now we had a problem, one of the dead fool men went to report and we would have gotten away had we explained everything as it happened and s
VIVIENNE POVMy blood started humming the moment the place came into view, not excitement exactly but recognition, the kind your body gets when it remembers an old language it was never supposed to learn.The structure sat half-swallowed by the mountain like something ancient had crawled there to die and decided to stay, all black stone and smoked glass, no neon, no signs, no invitation. You didn’t stumble into this place by accident. You came because you were already dirty enough to belong.Beside me, the twins were vibrating with barely contained energy, their steps a little too quick, their eyes darting everywhere like children sneaking into a forbidden temple. This was their first time, and it showed in the way they whispered instead of spoke, in how they kept glancing at me as if I were a map they hadn’t learned how to read yet.“Hope you have their membership card, girls?” I asked calmly as we drew closer to the entrance. Mtone casual even as I catalogued everything, the angle
VIVIENNE POV“Bestie.”The word stabbed straight through my skull like a poorly aimed throwing knife.I groaned, rolled onto my stomach, and dragged the pillow over my head, muttering a string of curses in three languages that would’ve gotten me executed in at least two countries. Sleep was right there, thick , dark and delicious. But before I could sink back into it, the bed jolted violently and I was shaken like someone trying to wake a corpse.I shot upright on reflex.My fist already flying with the kind of muscle memory that came from surviving childhoods where hesitation got you buried.My punch stopped midair. My fingers caught in a firm grip, followed immediately by an overly cheerful and entirely unjustified voice. “You promised.”I blinked. My vision clearing slowly, irritation blooming hot and sharp behind my eyes and honestly, the voice alone was enough to make me question every decision that had led me to this pack.The Twins. Of course it was the twins. The human e







