CarrieI lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, Jesse's disheartened face haunting my mind. The late afternoon air wrapped around me, but I couldn't feel it. The sun was about to set yet I still didn’t light up the room. It was like the darkness comforted me, echoing the silent cries of misery inside me. A low sob escaped from my heart, and tears streamed down my face. They flowed sideways, gently brushing against my ears. The touch was ice-cold and agonizing. I clutched my clothes against my stomach, my cries echoing through the room. The silence in my room amplified even the softest sound, reaching anyone standing outside the door. In my imagination, Jesse's leaving became a wellspring of tears. The mere thought of him leaving me with those accusing eyes was excruciating. Unbeknownst to me, Dad stood outside the door, aware of my suffering with his heightened sense of hearing. I was so consumed by my pain that I didn't notice him."Can I come in? I’m worried about you,"

CarrieI couldn't hold back the facade of toughness any longer. Every effort to suppress the agony inside me had reached its breaking point. I quickened my pace, practically sprinting away from Kelly. The sight of that woman, the one who had ensnared my beloved, dredged up painful memories. I couldn't help but recall the vivid image of Jesse, my mate, lying naked on our bed, the very bed now tainted by the presence of the woman I despised most. Jesse had been my sanctuary, my warmth, my unwavering ally—the love of my life. But now, that peace was shattered, and comfort had transformed into chaos. There was no longer a place for me to belong here, and the world felt cold without Jesse. Who would protect me when the very protector had become the culprit? Finding him had once made me whole, but now, the missing piece had been cruelly ripped away, and the suffering was unbearable.The pain coursed through my entire being, and even the sanctuary of the pack house, where I had once felt s

CarrieI woke up feeling really groggy, as if my eyelids were glued shut. My head throbbed with pain, and it took a while to remember what had happened. I realized I was lying on a hard, cold surface. Moving was tough; my body felt super heavy.As my vision cleared, I saw my brother walking toward me. His face looked haggard, but there was a hint of gratefulness in it."Princess, how do you feel? Are you alright?" he asked, his voice full of concern.I clung to my brother's arms tightly, trying to shake off the remnants of the terrible dream that had felt all too real."Jerick, I had a dream—a really bad dream. We were attacked by ruthless rogues. Blackmoon is in ruins. Dad and Jerald were killed. It was terrible!" I confessed, my voice trembling.Jerick held me even tighter, and tears welled up in his eyes. I couldn't understand what was happening. Jerick was crying, and I couldn't make sense of it."It wasn't a dream, Carrie. Your nightmare had become our reality. Dad and Jerald… th

CarrieA rogue's life was all about stealing, hunting other wolves, and causing trouble. They lived in the wild, in tough conditions, and their rough experiences made them strong. They'd been this way for as long as they could remember, and the darkness of their world had taken away any kindness or order.But when they conquered the Blackmoon Pack, things changed. It was like a dream come true for them. No more hunting or struggling for food. They could eat as much as they wanted, drink a lot, and even have fun terrorizing us. They changed our pack’s name to rob us of our identity which they used to brainwash us into thinking that we will never get our peace back. They used our resources without any care, and I could see a big problem for our pack because of this.It was the usual dictatorial day for everyone, including me. Excessive housework was part of our everyday life. From morning until night, without the rogues' concern or help, we did everything. Like everything. With little

JesseI signaled Kelly and the trackers to leave us be, having them nod in acknowledgment and follow my lead.I took a deep breath, trying my best to control my emotions but I couldn’t. The sight of Carrie's brother triggered something deep within me. An unpleasant memory resurfaced, and my wounded heart still throbbed with pain. All I wanted was to distance myself from this situation, but fate had other plans. The same pain slowly transformed into disgust, and I couldn't help but to show it to Carrie’s brother and let him know how I really felt. "You know what? I'm done with all of this shit. I'm an Alpha, the head wolf of the mighty Silverfang. I'm not some filthy mat that anyone can toss away once they're done with me," I declared before walking away.Jerick chased after me, but I continued walking, ignoring his pleas."Alpha Jesse! Please wait up! We're in deep trouble. Only you can help us."The last sentence triggered something inside me, causing a growl to escape my lips. I m