LOGINAuthor's pov The Alpha suite was dim, lit only by the low glow of a single lamp and the moonlight filtering through the heavy curtains. Vivienne lay unconscious on the massive bed in the center of the room, her body pale and still except for the faint, labored rise and fall of her chest. Black veins spread like dark rivers from the silver wound across her ribs, crawling over her skin in a web of poison that was killing her slowly. Her old scars stood out in sharp relief under the light, a map of every battle she had survived before this one.The four Alphas stood around the bed, their presence filling the room with raw, desperate energy. They had carried her here after the twins explained the only way to purge the poison fast enough... a full mate bond claim. Alpha energy, poured into her through intimate connection, was the sole force strong enough to burn the silver out before it stopped her heart.She was unconscious and unable to consent but her body already knew them.Even i
DanteKane didn’t wait for permission.The moment Vivienne dropped, he was already moving, crossing the courtyard in a blur and catching her before her body hit the ground fully, his arms tightening around her like if he held her hard enough, he could force her to stay, and I followed right behind him with the others, the noise of the crowd fading into nothing because none of that mattered now, not the witnesses, Marcus or the outcome of the fight.Only her.“Move!” Kane barked as we reached the infirmary doors, his voice rough and sharp, and the guards scattered immediately, pushing them open as he stormed inside without slowing down.The twins were already there.Maya turned the second we entered, her expression shifting the moment she saw Vivienne’s condition, and she didn’t waste time asking questions, she just stepped forward with Mara already beside her, both of them moving fast, controlled and practiced.“Put her down,” Maya said, her tone calm but urgent, and Kane obeyed, low
VivienneThe pain didn’t ease, dull or give me even a second to breathe, instead it kept spreading under my skin like something alive, hot and vicious, tearing through me from the inside out while my body tried and failed to keep up, and for a moment I understood exactly why silver was feared, why it was used the way it was, because this wasn’t just injury, it was destruction, slow and deliberate, meant to break you before you even realized you were losing.But I wasn’t done.That thought stayed steady in my head even as my vision flickered and my legs trembled, even as my fingers pressed hard into the ground just to keep me upright, because if I stopped now, if I gave in even a little, then everything I had just fought for would mean nothing, and I refused to let him take that from me again.Seeing me staring daggers at him, something in him shifted at that, his eyes narrowing as the last bit of amusement drained away, replaced by something sharper, more dangerous, and then he moved
VivienneThe pain didn’t ease, dull or give me even a second to breathe, instead it kept spreading under my skin like something alive, hot and vicious, tearing through me from the inside out while my body tried and failed to keep up, and for a moment I understood exactly why silver was feared, why it was used the way it was, because this wasn’t just injury, it was destruction, slow and deliberate, meant to break you before you even realized you were losing.But I wasn’t done.That thought stayed steady in my head even as my vision flickered and my legs trembled, even as my fingers pressed hard into the ground just to keep me upright, because if I stopped now, if I gave in even a little, then everything I had just fought for would mean nothing, and I refused to let him take that from me again.Seeing me staring daggers at him, something in him shifted at that, his eyes narrowing as the last bit of amusement drained away, replaced by something sharper, more dangerous, and then he moved
VivienneThe courtyard was already packed by the time I stepped into it, the noise low but heavy, and I felt every single gaze turn toward me the moment my boots touched the stone, the weight of it pressing down but not slowing me, because if I stopped now, even for a second, I knew I wouldn’t move again.The sun sat high, too bright for what this was, lighting everything clearly, no shadows to hide in, no darkness to soften the edges, just truth laid bare in front of everyone, and I walked straight into it, shoulders back, head high, even though my chest felt tight and my pulse was already picking up.Across the courtyard, I saw them.Marcus’ men.My men or at least… they used to be.They stood in formation behind him, armored, sharp, eyes cold, but I knew those faces, knew the way they held themselves, the discipline I had drilled into them, the loyalty I had built from nothing, and seeing them there under him, wearing his mark, following his lead… it twisted something deep in my gu
Vivienne“You… you want to fight me for your freedom?”Marcus’ laughter exploded through the room, loud and mocking, the kind that made people shift where they stood because it carried too much arrogance and certainty, like he had already won before anything even started, and I just stood there watching him, face blank, hands relaxed at my sides even though I could feel the tension crawling under my skin, because reacting to him was exactly what he wanted.“The match will be held tomorrow. Be on time.”Dante’s voice cut through the noise, calm and controlled, and it didn’t matter that Marcus was still smiling like this was all a joke, the authority in that tone settled things, pulled the room back into order without effort, and for a second even Marcus paused before turning back to me, the amusement fading from his face as something sharper replaced it.“You’re serious about fighting me,” he said, studying me now, really looking at me like he was trying to peel me open and see what wa
VIVIENNE POVWhat the hell was this feeling?I kicked at the blankets, flopped onto my back and glared at the ceiling like it had personally betrayed me. My stomach twisted in knots, not the hungry kind, but the kind that made you itch under your own skin and hate yourself for caring.The room was
Vivienne’s POVKane’s hand lingered a moment longer, his thumb brushing the inside of my thigh like he was daring me to beg. But I just arched a brow, grinning, silent and feral. The tension between us was so thick the table should’ve snapped in half. I didn’t break eye contact not for a second.H
Vivienne’s POVThe sound of the door opening yanked me out of sleep so fast my heart slammed into my ribs. I rolled onto my side, eyes snapping open, every sense sharpening in an instant. The room was dark and quiet, shadows stretching long across the walls, moonlight slipping in through the ta
Dante’s POVHer scent hit me immediately I began to regain my senses and I knew exactly where I was... how the hell did I end up in her room? The smell of her filled my lungs like smoke, sharp and wild, mixed with the faint trace of last night’s whiskey still clinging to my skin and the sweet, bu







