Kazia As the tears flowed, the weight of our shared pain began to lighten, knowing we were not alone in this struggle. In the midst of our vulnerability, a bond formed between us that transcended the limitations of our circumstances. We were more than just King Murad's pets; we were survivors, fighters, and most importantly, friends who would stand by each other through the darkest of times."I'm so sorry, Elena," I whispered, my voice choked with emotion. "I had no idea you were going through something so terrible."Elena gave me a sad smile, her tears still falling. "It's not your fault, Kazia," she replied, her voice trembling. "We've all been hiding our pain, trying to shield each other from the horrors of this place." "I don't understand how you've all been able to bear it for so long. I honestly can't bear it anymore," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "I hate how he makes me feel. I hate how I'm starting to hate myself and my body because of the pain he inflicts on me." I

Third Person Pov As Iris, Elena, and the other pets left the ballroom, Kazia's heart weighed heavily with a sense of dread. Agrippina's decision to single her out for extra work had unnerved her, but she knew better than to defy the Luna's command. The ballroom now felt eerily empty, with only Agrippina, Portia, and Kazia left. The tension in the room was palpable, and Kazia couldn't shake the feeling that she was trapped in a situation beyond her control. With her head held high, Portia couldn't help but gloat internally, reveling in the discomfort of the younger pet. Despite the impending hard work, she believed that she had successfully avoided any extra labor. Agrippina watched Kazia and Portia closely, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of authority and spite. "Since the two of you will be working together, let me be clear about your tasks," she began, her voice steady. "You will be responsible for cleaning and washing all the curtains in the ballroom. I want them spotless and r

Kavan As I paced back and forth in the meeting room, my mind was fraught with thoughts concerning the impending meeting with the council. I knew they were going to criticise me relentlessly for leaving the pack without informing them first. But what else could I have done? The situation demanded urgency, and I had to act swiftly. Also, I knew very well that if I had told them I wanted to visit the Silver Dawn pack, they would have never agreed, and I'd still have had to leave on my own without informing them. Regardless of anything, I still couldn't shake off the feeling that they were plotting something against me. I have always been aware that they didn't like me as their King because they, like many others, believed that my insistence on changing certain things was an act of disrespect. They wanted a King they could easily control to do their bidding, and they had thought I'd be like that because I was young, but when they realised that I had my own doctrines, they turned agai

Kazia The palace seemed colder today, not just because of the temperature, but because of the icy glare, Agrippina fixed upon me as soon as I stepped into the main hall. My heart sank, knowing that I would be the target of her harassment again. Ever since I came into the palace as Murad's pet, I have very often been subjected to Agrippina's displeasure, and I'd like to say that I'm already used to her staring at me weirdly, but today it felt different, as though she had a more sinister plan in mind. I tried to ignore her menacing stare and went about my tasks, helping to set the table for the upcoming pack meeting, which apparently all pets were allowed to participate in. Agrippina was overseeing the preparations, her eyes never leaving me. It was clear she was looking for an opportunity to humiliate me in front of everyone, and even though some may think I was being paranoid, I was certain she was up to something. As the meeting started, I kept my eyes downcast, praying that s

Third-Person pov The moon was high in the night sky in the center of the Silver Dawn Pack's range, giving the old trees an exotic glow. Aware of every sound and smell about him, Jason, the Beta of the Silver Crest Pack, slipped covertly through the brush. He was well aware that invading enemy territory, especially being this close to the pack palace, was a risky move on his part, but he was there for a good reason, and he intended to complete his mission. After some calculated maneuvering and a well-placed bribe, Jason managed to call out Severus, the Beta of the Silver Dawn Pack, to meet him in secret. As the minutes ticked by, Jason couldn't help but feel a pang of anxiety. He knew the consequences of being caught here were dire, but he had faith in his instincts and knowledge of Severus' desires. Suddenly, a dark figure emerged from the shadows. Severus, a formidable Lycan with piercing blue eyes, approached Jason with a mixture of surprise and suspicion. "What brings you