Mag-log inThe hall was filled with nothing but the ragged sound of Seris and Dorian's sobs. After a long moment, I finally set my cup down.The sharp clink of porcelain against wood cut through the silence. Both of them fell quiet at once. They looked at me with dread in their eyes, but beneath it was something worse. Hope.I smiled faintly, though there was no warmth in my voice."If Evelina had not arrived in time that day, would either of you have spared me?"The question landed hard. They froze, faces draining of color, but neither could answer.I turned my gaze to Dorian."You always wanted to stand beside Frostfang's future ruler, didn't you? To rise above everyone else in the room. To become the man at Seris's side."He gave a small, shaky nod before he could stop himself.Then I looked at Seris."And you. You turned against the man chosen for you and let him humiliate me, all because you indulged him. You must have cared for him deeply."Seris shook her head at once. "No. I just...""It
Evelina and I were having coffee in Frostfang's council hall. The air was thick with tension. Off to one side, Alpha Alaric Thornhart stood motionless, rigid as stone.Time dragged until footsteps broke the silence.Two Gamma warriors entered, dragging in what was left of Seris and Dorian.For a moment, something like pain crossed Alaric's face when he saw his daughter. It vanished almost at once, replaced by fear and cold fury.He did not move to help her.Instead, he strode forward, seized Seris by the back of the neck, and forced her down in front of me."You disgrace," he said through clenched teeth. "Apologize."Before Seris could speak, Alaric drove a hard punch into her face. Then another. Blood spilled from her mouth and dripped onto the floor."Do it," he barked. "Apologize to Mr. Ashford."Seris was too broken to resist. Whatever pride had once held her upright had already been beaten out of her in Silver Cell. She could only kneel there and endure it.When Alaric finally sto
After the two pack leaders left, peace finally returned to the hall.I was about to open my book again when one of the guards entered, looking uneasy."Mr. Ashford, the clerk from the motor house is outside. He says he has come to confess and begs to see you, no matter what."I blinked, then remembered that arrogant clerk.Evelina glanced at me with faint amusement. "Let him in. I'd like to hear what kind of confession he thinks will save him."A moment later, the clerk stumbled inside. He nearly crawled across the floor before dropping to his knees in front of me, shaking so hard he could barely speak."Forgive me, Mr. Ashford," he cried. "I was blind. I failed to recognize you. Please, have mercy and spare my worthless life."He fumbled a heavy pouch from inside his coat and held it out with both hands."This is everything I've saved over the years. Please accept it. Please forgive me."It was hard to believe this trembling man was the same clerk who had looked down on me in the moto
A week later, I finished recovering at the Moon Goddess Temple and returned to Frostfang.By then, nearly every werewolf in the country had heard the story of Frostfang's heiress making the worst mistake possible. She had offended the beloved brother of the Lycan Chairwoman, the highest authority in the werewolf world.For days, every pack had been watching in silence, afraid of taking the wrong side.Evelina and I were temporarily working out of Frostfang's council hall, which had, for all intents and purposes, become the country's temporary center of power.That afternoon, I was sitting by the window with a book in hand when a Gamma warrior entered and bowed."Lycan Chairwoman, Mr. Ashford, the Alphas of Crimson Hollow and Nightfang request an audience."I glanced at Evelina. She sat at the head of the hall with her eyes closed, looking completely at ease. Without opening them, she said lazily, "Let them in."Soon, two imposing figures stepped inside, followed by attendants carrying
The killing intent in Evelina's eyes deepened by the second. My chest tightened. For a moment, I truly thought she might kill Seris right there.I stepped forward and caught her wrist."Eva."She heard the warning in my voice.After a long breath, the fury in her eyes eased just enough. She turned to me, gave my shoulder a brief squeeze, then looked coldly at the wolves sprawled across the floor.With a small motion of her hand, the Gamma warriors moved at once. They hauled Seris and Dorian up like dead weight."Lock them in Silver Cell," Evelina said.The moment those words fell, Seris started struggling like she had gone mad."No. Don't."For the first time, real fear flashed across her face.Everyone in werewolf territory knew what Silver Cell meant. It was where the Lycan Chairwoman sent the cruelest criminals. The cage was forged entirely from pure silver. Flesh burned there. So did pride. Even the strongest wolves came out broken, if they came out at all. It was said that no one
I was no saint. After what Dorian had done to me, I had no intention of letting him walk away untouched.Evelina glanced at me. "Do it, Caelan. Let them understand that no one in our family is bullied."My eyes stayed on Dorian.I bent down, picked up the heavy steel tool he had used on my hand, and walked toward him.He went rigid at once. "If you touch me, Lady Seris will never forgive you—"I did not waste time arguing.I grabbed his wrist, forced his hand onto the floor, and brought the tool down across his knuckles.His scream tore through the room."My hand!"I leaned down, close enough for only him to hear."Didn't you say you wanted to make sure I could never stand in Frostfang's wedding procession?" I asked quietly. "Then you should have expected the same in return."His face turned white. He tried to pull away, but the Gamma warrior holding him only forced him lower.I picked up the file for the ceremonial wedding car and held it in front of him. Then I looked down at him and







