Se connecterVivienne“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“Ouch, that hurts!” I cried out as Kane’s punch sent me crashing hard against the mat, my back slamming into the ground in a way that knocked the air clean out of my lungs, and for a second all I could do was lie there staring at the ceiling, trying to remember how breathing worked while pain spread through my ribs like fire.“Well, Marcus won’t go easy on you,” Kane said, not even sounding sorry as he stood over me, arms loose at his sides like he hadn’t just hit me across the room, his expression flat and unimpressed. “So don’t expect me to go easy on you like Asher or Ryker.”I sucked in a breath, rolled onto my side, and glared up at him, irritation rising fast despite the ache in my body.“Hello? They weren’t easy on me,” I shot back, pushing myself up on my elbows. “Do you think I was dancing in the field with them?”He scoffed, rolling his eyes like I had just said something stupid, and before I could even get fully to my feet, he moved fast, it was actually too fast.
VivienneI held the book tight against my chest as I moved quickly through the corridor, my steps uneven but fast because my mind was already ahead of me, replaying the lines I had read over and over again until they made sense, until they stopped looking like old useless words and started looking like a weapon I could actually use, and even though my body was tired from staying up all night in that dusty library, I didn’t feel it much right now because something inside me was lit up, sharp and alive.For the first time since Marcus walked in and turned everything upside down, I wasn’t guessing or reacting or waiting for someone else to fix it.I had something and it felt damn good.I didn’t bother knocking. I pushed the office door open and stepped in, already breathing a little faster than normal, and just like I expected, they were all there.Dante stood by his desk with a file in his hand, Kane near the window looking like he hadn’t moved from that spot in hours, Ryker leaning aga
VivienneMy heart was spiking madly, not the controlled kind of fast but the messy, uneven kind that came when your body knew danger before your mind could fully process it, and for a second I hated it because I wasn’t supposed to react like this anymore, not to him or the past I had already buried and clawed my way out of, but Marcus had a way of dragging things back to the surface just by existing.Before the panic could settle in properly, the men moved.Not dramatically or in a way that would draw attention, but it was there, subtle and solid as they shifted closer around me, Kane on one side, Ryker slightly behind, Asher too close to my right, Dante stepping just ahead like a quiet wall between me and whatever was waiting inside that room, and it grounded me in a way I didn’t expect, the chaos in my chest slowing just enough for me to breathe again.“Calm down,” Kane muttered low enough that only I heard, his voice rough but steady, and even though he didn’t touch me, the heat of
VivienneI was still going through my phone, scrolling through scanned pages of old laws and half-forgotten underworld clauses while food sat in front of me getting cold, and even though I knew exactly how ridiculous that looked, I didn’t stop because my mind wouldn’t let me. Every line I read felt like it could be the missing piece, the one loophole that would save all of us from Marcus’s stupid claim, and I couldn’t afford to relax, not when I knew how dangerous that man was and how far he was willing to go just to drag me back down.The dining table was quiet in a way that wasn’t normal for us, it was not loud or chaotic kind I had gotten used to, but something more controlled, like everyone was watching their steps around something fragile. I could feel their eyes on me every now and then, especially his, but I kept my focus on the screen, thumb moving, eyes scanning, refusing to look up because the moment I did, I knew I’d get distracted.And I couldn’t afford that.Not now.“Ea
VivienneI groaned as Ryker and Asher dropped yet another pile of books in front of me, the sound of heavy leather hitting the table echoing louder than it should have, probably because my head was already pounding from hours of reading nonsense that barely made sense. I dragged my hands down my face slowly, resisting the very real urge to cry, scream, or just flip the entire table and be done with it, because I had been sitting in this damn private library since morning, digging through ancient laws, outdated contracts, and underworld codes that were written like the people who made them enjoyed confusing others for sport.“This is ridiculous,” I muttered, staring at the open book in front of me like it personally offended me. “Who writes laws like this? Half of this sounds like drunk men arguing over ownership of goats and somehow deciding it applies to people.”Asher chuckled lightly behind me, not even trying to hide it, while Ryker just shook his head and moved one of the stacks
Warning; 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
VIVIENNE POVI watched Dante kiss my knuckles like some twisted knight swearing fealty to his poisoned queen.The urge to punch him square in that perfect, arrogant face was a living thing clawing up my throat but my body felt like wet cement, heavy and useless. So I settled for the next best thing
DANTE povI stood in the doorway of the infirmary like a man staring at his own grave. The room smelled of blood, herbs, and fear... my stupid fear, thick and choking me because of that bitch, fear was something I hadn’t tasted in decades.Vivienne lay on the white sheets, skin gray, lips purple, b
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







