LOGINThe sun was setting, casting a warm glow as I made my way to the gates of the ancestral pack house. There was a portion in the eastern wing of this large manor that was turned over for my father and I to occupy ever since he became the beta. And since I was now the Luna of the pack, that particular part of the household remained occupied by my father.
I was overwhelmed with a whirlwind of feelings—anger, sadness, uncertainty—but more than anything, I desperately wanted to talk to my dad. He would definitely have an idea of what to do.
I just couldn’t believe that Brittany, of all people, could really betray me. And it makes me wonder whether my dad was even aware of what she did to me. The sight of her entwined with Geoff in bed lingered in my thoughts, adding more soreness to the pain in my heart.
Their betrayal hurt me tremendously, but it was Geoff’s harshness that made me feel empty inside.
I opened the front door, and the familiar creak resonated through the grand hall. “Dad?” I called, my voice shaking a bit.
There was no single reply. The silence was unsettling. I ascended the grand staircase leading to his study, my footsteps muffled by the dense ambiance surrounding me.
As I got closer, I could hear voices coming from the slightly ajar door. I halted abruptly, looking inside with care.
“You are being requested to the tribunal for alleged treason against the pack,” a deep authoritative voice declared coldly.
My breath got caught up. My father stood in the center of the room, his hands bound, flanked by two pack enforcers. His expression was defiant but weary, as if he had anticipated this moment.
“This is absurd,” he said calmly. “I’ve served this pack with unwavering loyalty.”
The enforcer sneered. “Save your breath. The evidence is clear, Juancho. Your allegiance to your daughter’s betrayal seals your fate.”
“Betrayal?” My father’s voice rose. “Cassie has done nothing wrong!”
But the enforcer silenced him with a harsh shove. “Save your excuses for the Alpha.”
My chest tightened, and I stumbled back, my mind reeling. Treason? Betrayal? What are they talking about?
I had no time to think. As they dragged my father away, I slipped out of the house unnoticed, my mind racing. There was only one person who could stop this—Geoff, and it never crossed my mind that I would eventually have to go and seek his help, especially after what happened.
The Alpha’s room stood before me, their intimidating presence feeling strange and unwelcoming. Earlier I came here all excited and thrilled, only to find out how my own cousin and husband had been cheating behind me.
And now, as I paused at the entrance, my determination was wavering, wondering if I even had the slightest bravery to face him again after what he told me earlier. But then my father’s anguished face flashed in my mind, and I steeled myself.
Geoff was lounging in the sitting room, a glass of whiskey in his hand. He looked up as I entered, a smirk tugging at his lips.
“Well, if it isn’t my dear Luna,” he drawled, his tone laced with mockery.
“Geoff, please,” I began, swallowing my pride. “You have to stop this. My father is innocent. You know he is.”
He raised an eyebrow, taking a slow sip of his drink. “Do I? Because from where I’m standing, it looks like treason runs in the family.”
I clenched my fists, forcing myself to stay calm. “You’re the Alpha. You have the power to investigate this properly. To see the truth. Please, Geoff, I’m begging you. Spare him.”
Geoff’s smirk widened, his eyes gleaming with cruel amusement. “Begging suits you, Cassie. But tell me, why would I bother to save a traitor? Or his pathetic daughter?”
His words were like a slap to the face, but I refused to back down. “He’s your Beta! He’s served this pack loyally for years—long before you even became Alpha!”
Geoff stood, towering over me. His expression darkened, the amusement replaced by cold disdain. “And what has that loyalty earned him? A daughter who undermines her Alpha by scheming and whining. You’re not just wolfless, Cassie. You’re worthless.”
Tears welled in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. “If you ever loved me—”
“Loved you?” Geoff cut me off with a harsh laugh. “Don’t flatter yourself. Our union was a necessity, a debt repaid to your father. But now, that debt is null. You’re nothing to me, Cassie. And to make that clear...”
He reached into his desk and pulled out a stack of papers. Divorce papers.
“You’re going to sign these,” he said, shoving them toward me. “And when you’re done, you’ll no longer be my Luna.”
My hands trembled as I stared at the papers. “You’re doing this because of her, aren’t you? Brittany.”
He shrugged, unbothered. “She’s twice the woman you’ll ever be. She’s strong, capable. Everything you’re not.”
Anger boiled inside me, but it was no match for the overwhelming sense of betrayal. With trembling hands, I picked up the pen.
“You’ll regret this, Geoff,” I whispered, tears slipping down my cheeks as I signed my name. “One day, you’ll see how wrong you were.”
He snatched the papers away with a satisfied smirk. “Doubtful. Now, one last thing before you go.”
I looked up at him, my heart sinking further.
“You’re to be escorted to the dungeon,” he said coldly. “Consider it a mercy. If it were up to me, you’d face the same fate as your father.”
My legs nearly gave out, but two enforcers appeared, gripping my arms tightly.
“Take her away,” Geoff ordered.
The dungeon was damp and cold, the air thick with despair. As the enforcers dragged me through the corridors, one of them whispered in my ear.
“Keep quiet,” he said, his tone urgent. “I’m loyal to your father. I’ll help you escape, but you must leave the pack. It’s not safe here anymore.”
I turned to him, hope flickering in my chest. “You’d do that for me?”
“For your father,” he clarified. “And for the pack. Geoff’s leadership is tearing it apart.”
He led me to a side passage, his grip firm but gentle. “There’s a path out of the territory to the north. Follow it until you reach the border. Don’t stop for anything.”
I hesitated, looking back toward the direction of the house. “What about my father?”
“There’s nothing you can do for him now,” the gamma said grimly. “But you can survive. And one day, you might be strong enough to return.”
His words settled heavily in my chest. I nodded, swallowing my tears. “Thank you.”
“Go,” he urged, shoving me gently toward the hidden exit.
The forest was dark and silent as I ran, my heart pounding with every step. My thoughts were a whirlwind of pain, anger, and determination. Geoff and Brittany had taken everything from me—my home, my status, my family.
But they hadn’t taken my will.
As I crossed the border, I stopped to catch my breath, staring back at the territory that was no longer mine.
“I’ll be back,” I whispered to the night. “And when I am, you’ll regret what you’ve done, Geoff.”
With that vow burning in my chest, I turned and disappeared into the darkness, ready to forge a new path.
The single drop of black blood traced a path down the master’s otherwise perfect face. The shock in his vibrant green eyes was absolute, a tiny fracture in the edifice of his omnipotence. It lasted only a heartbeat, but it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.Then, the shock curdled into a rage so pure it seemed to suck the light from the obsidian hall.“You…” he hissed, the cultured voice twisting into something primordial and ugly. The air around us thickened, pressing down on me with the weight of centuries. “You insignificant speck.”He didn’t strike me with magic. He backhanded me across the face with a speed that was blinding.The impact was brutal. I flew backward, skidding across the polished floor, my vision exploding in white stars. Pain, sharp and real, bloomed across my cheekbone. The coppery taste of blood filled my mouth. It was the most human pain imaginable.I pushed myself up on my elbows, spitting a glob of blood onto the flawless floor. I looked up at him,
The word hung in the air, more devastating than any gunshot. *Who is this?*Lyra froze, her grip on my arm tightening. “Zero? It’s Cassie.”Zero’s brow furrowed slightly, a flicker of confusion in his eyes, but it was the confusion of a soldier trying to recall a minor tactical detail, not a man looking at his mate. His gaze swept over me—dirty, bleeding, utterly ordinary—and dismissed me.“The human from the gate?” he said, his tone indifferent. “Kael, get the asset to the extraction point. Lyra, cover them. This distraction has served its purpose.”*Distraction.* That’s all I was to him now. A tool that had been used. A variable that had been accounted for and discarded.The pain of the severed bond was a physical wound, a gaping hole in my chest where his presence had been. But this? This was salt and acid poured directly into it. He didn’t know me. The master hadn’t just broken the bond; it had *erased* me from him.“Zero, listen to me,” I pleaded, my voice shaking, tears I couldn
The Alpha’s words were a death sentence wrapped in silk. You belong to me. The guards’ grips on my arms were iron, hauling my limp, drained body toward the ruined gate. I was a prize. A specimen. A key to be turned in a lock I didn’t understand.Zero stood frozen, a statue of pure rage and impotence, the guards’ rifles an unbreakable barrier between us. The bond was a thin, frayed wire, screaming with his fury and my despair.The Alpha turned to leave, his victory complete.And then, a new sound.It started as a low hum, a vibration that buzzed through the soles of my boots. The guards dragging me faltered, their heads cocking. The hum grew into a deep, resonant thrum, like a massive engine powering up deep beneath the earth.The air itself began to shimmer. Not with heat, but with a sickly, familiar green light.The Alpha stopped, his smug confidence finally cracking. “What is this?”From the shadows of the shattered compound, from the cracks in the pavement, figures emerged. They di
Zero’s command was a lightning strike in my mind, cutting through the paralyzing horror. The monster—my father—was a tidal wave of rage and destruction, closing the distance between us in a heartbeat. Its hot, foul breath blasted my face, the sheer force of its charge shaking the ground.“PULL!”The word wasn’t a request. It was a primal trigger.I didn’t think. I didn’t plan. I reached out with everything I had—not with my hands, but with the bond, with the stolen power still crackling in my veins. I reached for the corruption, for the twisting, sickening energy that had remade my father into this thing.I didn’t find it.Instead, I found him.It was just a flicker. A tiny, buried ember in a vast conflagration of agony and madness. But it was there. A memory. The smell of coffee and motor oil. The sound of his whistling. The feeling of his hand, rough and calloused, holding mine as we crossed the street.Dad.The connection snapped into place, a searing, painful link that had nothing
The two guards at Dain’s gate froze, their hands hovering over their weapons, caught between protocol and sheer, stunned disbelief. A lone girl, walking right up to their fortress, her hands crackling with energy that smelled like a thunderstorm and felt like a threat.“I said, halt!” the larger one finally roared, raising his rifle.I didn’t halt.I kept walking, each step measured, the power inside me a rising tide. I focused on it, on the storm I’d stolen from Zero. I didn’t try to shape it. I just let it be. Let it leak out.The golden light around my hands flared brighter, licking up my arms. The air around me hummed, and the pavement beneath my feet cracked, a spiderweb of fractures spreading with each step. The guards’ eyes widened.“What the hell is that?” the smaller one whispered, his bravado cracking.“Open the gate,” I said, my voice still layered with that eerie, echoing force. It wasn’t a request.The larger guard fumbled for the comm unit on his shoulder. “Command! We h
The heavy door clicked shut, sealing us in with the consequences of my defiance. The only sounds were Kael’s ragged, pained breathing and the frantic hammering of my own heart.Lyra was at Kael’s side in an instant, her hands gentle as she examined the brutal break. “It’s clean, but it’s bad,” she muttered, her voice tight with a fury she didn’t dare voice aloud.Zero didn’t move. He stood perfectly still, his back to me, his shoulders tense. The blazing energy that had surrounded him since his resurrection had banked, replaced by a silent, stormy intensity. I could feel it through the bond—a roiling tempest of pride, fury, and cold, calculating strategy.“Why?” The word wasn’t an accusation. It was a demand for Intel. A tactical debrief.I hugged my arms around myself, the adrenaline fading to leave me cold and shaking. “Because if I used it for him, on his command, it stops being mine.” I looked at Kael’s pale, sweating face, guilt twisting in my gut. “I’m sorry, Kael. I’m so sorry.







