LOGINVivienne“We’re investigating the murder. Please calm down… and I’m sorry for your loss.”Dante’s voice was calm, controlled and all Alpha.I sat on the edge of my bed, back straight, hands resting on my thighs like I was holding myself together by force alone. My face was blank, expression locked into something unreadable, something safe, because if I let even a crack show, everything inside me would spill out and I wasn’t ready for that kind of mess. Not in front of them and definitely not in front of anyone.Sorry for your loss.The words echoed in my head like a joke.Loss.Like Zach was just some… casualty. Some number added to a report. Some unfortunate incident they would file away under resolved once they found someone to blame.My fingers curled slightly into the fabric of my pants, nails digging in just enough to ground me.Dante and Kane stood across from me, not too close or too far, just enough distance to make it clear this wasn’t personal. This was business. This was in
Vivienne“Wh… what have you done?”The words tore out of me before my brain could even catch up, before logic could settle, before anything could make sense of what I was seeing. My legs moved on their own, panic driving me forward as I dropped hard beside Zach, my hands shaking as they hovered over him like I didn’t know where to touch, where to start, how to fix something that already felt broken beyond repair.“Zach… hey… Zach!”My voice cracked as I grabbed his face, turning it toward me, blood slick beneath my fingers, warm… too warm which means it just happens. His skin was pale, lips losing color, chest... his chest was not moving.No.No no no no...“Breathe!” I snapped, like I could command life back into him just by saying it, like he would listen the way he always had when we were younger, when things were simple and safe and he wasn’t lying in a pool of his own blood on a cold floor.My hands moved fast, pressing against his chest, shaking him, checking for anything...any
VivienneI woke up gasping like I had been dragged out of water with no air left in my lungs, my chest rising and falling too fast, too hard, sweat clinging to my skin like a second layer I couldn’t peel off. The room was dark but not quiet, because my heartbeat was loud enough to fill it, pounding in my ears like a war drum that refused to slow down no matter how much I tried to breathe through it. For a few seconds, I didn’t move, didn’t think, didn’t even blink properly, I just lay there staring at nothing while the dream still clung to me like something real.Them.It had been about them.All four of them.Not fighting, angry or distant but just… there.Dante’s steady gaze that always felt like it could see through every lie I told myself. Kane’s rough hands gripping my waist like I was something he refused to let go of. Ryker’s quiet presence, solid and warm at my back. Asher’s voice low in my ear, teasing and dangerous in that way that always made my stomach twist.They had bee
Vivienne“Congratulations, you’re fully healed. Now stay the fuck away from danger, sis. You already have enough scars to build a damn museum,” Maya announced, arms folded like she expected me to argue just for the principle of it.I didn’t answer immediately. I just sat there on the edge of the bed, flexing my fingers slowly, rolling my shoulders, testing the way my body responded to movement after two long, suffocating weeks of forced stillness. The ache was gone. The stiffness had faded. Even the deep pull in my abdomen where Liana’s dagger had tried to end my story had become nothing more than a faint ghost of pain.Fully healed.The words felt unreal.For the past fourteen days I had been trapped in this room like a prisoner with a very comfortable cell, watched over by twin healers who alternated between kindness and threats, fed like some fragile patient who might break if she sneezed too hard, and worst of all… ignored.I exhaled slowly and stood up, letting the sheet fall awa
VivienneWalking felt like dragging a body that didn’t belong to me anymore, every step slow and careful because even though the twins had done their best stitching me back together with magic and stubborn hope, pain still lived deep inside my bones like it had signed a lease and refused to leave. Maya stayed on my left, Mara on my right, both moving in silent coordination as they guided me down the long stone corridor toward the council hall, their hands warm at my elbows like they were afraid I might simply disappear if they let go for even a second. I didn’t tell them that I appreciated it, didn’t tell them that the steady presence was the only thing keeping my pride from crumbling completely, because gratitude was dangerous and weakness even more so, and right now I needed my mind sharp, my heart colder than the marble floor waiting ahead.The closer we got, the louder the noise became, voices layered over each other in restless waves, whispers running ahead of us like wildfire
VivienneWaking up felt like crawling out of a grave with broken bones and unfinished business. My body was heavy, not the normal kind of tired but the deep, ugly exhaustion that came after too much blood loss and too many hits taken without a wolf to patch the damage. Every breath dragged through my chest like rusted blades and my stomach burned where the dagger had gone in, a dull, throbbing reminder that I had come dangerously close to dying like a stray in the woods.The ceiling above me was unfamiliar at first. Pale stone, carved beams, soft light from a lamp that had been dimmed on purpose. My mind took a few seconds to catch up with my eyes, memories flickering in broken flashes ... Liana’s sneer, the masked wolves, the kick that had sent me flying, the smell of earth and blood and my own stubborn refusal to stop talking even when my lungs were screaming.Then voices.Soft ones and very familiar.“You’re awake,” Mara said gently.I turned my head and saw both twins sitting c
VIVIENNE pov.“When will she wake up?”The voice deep, and unfamiliar pulled me out of a black fog. My skull felt split, jaw locked, and ribs ached with every shallow breath.What the hell happened?I remembered running. Bleeding, gown ripped, and stumbling through trees.Shadowcrest dissolving be
Vivienne’s POVI was running wildly, away from Shadowcrest, away from the men, from the twins, from every little emotion I had built with this pack, bare feet slapping against cold stone then sharp gravel then wet grass, lungs burning, gown tearing higher up my thighs with every stride, hot tears s
VIVIENNE pov.“How dare you.”Dante’s voice was already a growl by the time the door slammed shut behind me, Alpha aura rolling off him in heavy, suffocating waves. “I told you not to get involved in our family issues.”I didn’t even slow down or even answer.I didn’t bow my head or lower my gaze l
VIVIENNE pov.I stared at the dress laid neatly across my bed, silk and shadow woven together so perfectly it almost looked like a trap pretending to be elegance.Dark fabric, sharp cut, expensive enough to buy a small war and innocent enough to fool people who didn’t know better.Then I looked up.







