The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a soft glow over the quiet streets of the pack's territory. In the midst of this calm, a knock shattered the stillness, echoing with an urgency that left Louis startled. Rising from his seat beside Anna, his wife, he exchanged a bewildered glance with her before making his way to the door.As he swung the door open, the sight of a guard standing before him in the darkness only deepened Louis' confusion. "What brings you here at this hour?" Louis inquired, his brow furrowed in puzzlement.The guard's expression held a mixture of concern and haste. "Alpha Adolph sent for you, Louis," the guard explained, his voice urgent. "It's about Scarlett."The mention of Luna Scarlett's name sent a chill down Louis' spine. The urgency in the guard's voice was palpable, and without hesitation, Louis nodded, his heart racing with worry. He turned to Anna, his eyes filled with a mixture of anxiety and determination. "Stay here, my love," he told her, his vo

The morning sun cast a warm golden hue over the palace, but the atmosphere within its walls was far from tranquil. Louis arrived, his face etched with worry and determination, ready to face the challenges of the day ahead. He wasted no time, immediately seeking out information that might lead him to the truth.His inquiry about anyone leaving the palace yielded a resounding "no," leaving him baffled. As he stood in the grand hall, his gaze sweeping over the gathered staff, an idea struck him. He ordered a roll call, determined to account for each and every person within the palace's walls.One by one, the staff members answered the roll call, their voices carrying a mix of anxiety and anticipation. To Louis' surprise, everyone was accounted for, leaving him at a loss for words. The realization that the enemy could be closer than he thought sent a shiver down his spine.As the roll call concluded, Louis' mind raced with possibilities. If everyone was accounted for, then the person resp

Adolph's expression was grim as he issued his instructions. The guards led the maid to a secure cell, locking her away as Adolph pondered her fate. The truth they sought was elusive, but they were determined to uncover the depths of her treachery.As the hours passed, a somber air hung over the palace chambers. Adolph's resolve had only grown stronger, his determination to unravel the threads of deception unwavering. He knew the time had come for answers, for the truth to be brought into the light.In a dimly lit room, Louis stood alongside Adolph, their eyes fixed on the maid as she was brought in for interrogation. Her eyes flickered with a mixture of fear and defiance, a tension in the air palpable as they prepared to confront her.Louis stepped forward, his voice steady yet firm. "Why did you poison Scarlett?" he demanded, his gaze piercing as he locked onto hers.The maid's voice quivered, her expression conflicted as she hesitated. "I didn't want to hurt anyone," she began, her

Fear gripped Adolph's heart as he whispered her name, his voice shaky with disbelief. "Scarlett?"His attempts to rouse her were met with silence. Panic surged within him, his mind racing as he struggled to comprehend what was happening. He knew he had to act quickly."Summon the pack's doctor," Adolph's voice was urgent as he turned to one of the maids who stood nearby. His heart pounded in his chest as he watched her hurry from the room.When the doctor arrived, Adolph's eyes were filled with desperation, his gaze locked onto the doctor as if searching for a glimmer of hope. The doctor's expression was solemn as he approached Scarlett's bedside, his experienced hands seeking her pulse.After a tense moment, the doctor's gaze met Adolph's, a somber look in his eyes. Adolph's voice was tight with emotion as he demanded answers. "What's happening?"The doctor's gaze never wavered as he delivered the painful truth. "I'm sorry," he said softly, his words heavy with regret. "Scarlett has

The air inside Lady Isabella's chambers was tense, heavy with an anger that seemed to emanate from every corner. She paced back and forth like a caged animal, her steps sharp and agitated, the frustration within her threatening to overflow.A soft knock on the door shattered her solitude, but her response was far from welcoming. She snapped at the maid who dared to intrude on her turmoil, her voice laced with irritation as she dismissed the young woman without a second thought.But then, a voice responded to her angry command, a voice that held a familiar yet unexpected timbre. "It's me, Mother," Liam's voice called from the other side of the door.For a moment, Lady Isabella's anger was replaced by surprise, and she quickly composed herself before granting him permission to enter. Liam stepped into the room, his gaze meeting hers as he assessed the storm of emotions that seemed to surround her.Liam's question was simple, direct. "Did you know that Scarlett is alive?"Lady Isabella's