The Scent of Blood

– King Jester’s POV –“Mate.”The word slipped past my lips, low and guttural. But it wasn’t me who said it.I felt my control snap like a thin thread pulled too tight. My wolf—Shawn—was pushing, fighting, demanding to be let out.‘Shawn! Calm down!’ I yelled inside my head, my voice laced with panic. But my command fell on deaf ears. There was no reasoning with him in this state. His instincts were too strong, his pull toward her too powerful.He leapt from the royal stand to the field below, claiming control over my body in a single, dominating surge. Everything else blurred into nothing. My vision went dark around the edges as he shut me out completely.Damn it. After that… I didn’t know what happened anymore.– Adriah’s POV –A massive wolf—bigger and more majestic than anything I had ever seen—stood before me. His thick black fur gleamed beneath the light, and his scent wrapped around me like a dark, warm cloak. It was unmistakable. I knew who he was.King Jester’s wolf.A shimme

Last Updated : 2025-10-20

Recognizing Real Mate

- Adriah’s POV -“Please…” I pleaded softly, my voice trembling as it broke through the night air.But the massive black wolf only whimpered in response. It wasn’t a sound of cruelty—it was a sound of helplessness. He didn’t want to let me go. I could feel it through the bond that tied us together, the invisible string that kept pulling us closer even when everything else screamed that we shouldn’t. It was as if his soul was telling mine that this was beyond his control.Yet… I didn’t want to return. I didn’t want to die at the hands of my own mate. If death was destined for me, then I would rather face it in the jaws of rogues than under the cold, merciless gaze of King Jester. The thought alone made my chest ache so painfully that breathing felt like a punishment.Why… why can’t my mate love me the way mates are meant to love? Why can’t he see me the way my heart has already seen him?He has hurt me countless times—broken me, torn pieces of my spirit away—but this bond… this cursed

Last Updated : 2025-10-21

Reflection of Torment

- Adriah’s POV -I lay motionless on the cold, rough floor of my cell, staring blankly at the cracked ceiling above me. The silence was heavy, broken only by the faint drip of water somewhere in the distance. My thoughts, however, were far louder than the quiet that surrounded me.What is he thinking now? What could possibly be running through the mind of King Jester after everything that happened?The so-called “game” had been canceled after the incident earlier, and though I should have felt relief, my heart was anything but calm. I knew this wasn’t over. King Jester wasn’t the type to stop until he had seen enough pain—until he was satisfied with my suffering.He wanted me to bleed.He wanted me to break.He wanted me to beg.And maybe… maybe he wanted to kill me.Still, what confuses me most is that I’m still alive.It feels like years have passed since I first set foot in the Red Moon Pack, though in truth, it has only been weeks. Time here doesn’t flow—it drags. Every second fee

Last Updated : 2025-10-22

The Devil King's Search

- Adriah’s POV -Days passed—long, dragging, and unkind. Time in this cell felt like an endless abyss, and I had lost count of how many times I had suffered here. Every hour bled into the next, and I no longer remembered what light looked like.“Adriah…” a soft voice called out to me, and I could feel someone gently shaking my shoulder.But I was too tired to respond. Too weak to even lift my head. My body begged for rest, and all I wanted was to sink into the darkness and never wake again.After the incident at the Red Moon Pack’s arena, the brutal game had been called off—but not my punishment. King Jester had made sure of that. He would not stop until I was broken beyond repair. He wanted me to suffer. He wanted me to beg for death.And honestly… I was close to doing so.Since that day, no one had brought me food. Only water—just enough to keep me alive, not enough to make me live. I was starving, but not for food anymore. I was starving for freedom. For peace. For death.My throat

Last Updated : 2025-10-23

Get Up

- Adriah’s POV -The creaking sound of the prison door echoed through the cold, damp walls, breaking the heavy silence that had lingered for days. My body tensed immediately. No one ever entered this place unless it meant pain or punishment.The door shut again, and the faint echo of footsteps filled the narrow corridor. I knew from the rhythm and the authority in each step that it was him. King Jester.But he wasn’t alone. I could hear the steady march of his men behind him—loyal, cold, and obedient to every cruel command he gave.When the footsteps halted in front of my cell, my heart began to race uncontrollably. The scent that followed—powerful, dominant, and painfully familiar—confirmed what my trembling body already knew.“Take her,” he ordered, his voice carrying that sharp, icy tone that could slice through steel.A chill ran down my spine. I wanted to resist, to scream, to fight—but what good would it do? No matter how much fear consumed me, I was powerless. My strength had b

Last Updated : 2025-10-24

Alpha Lerio

- Adriah’s POV -“Tell me, Grandma. Are you siding with him?” I asked once again, this time my voice louder, trembling with disbelief and pain.“Oh no, no, Adriah. Don’t say that,” she immediately replied, shaking her head. “I can’t bear watching you being hurt by King Jester. Learn to know Alpha Lerio, I’m sure you will understand.” Her tone was defensive, yet soft—an old woman caught between fear and love.“But Grandma, I don’t want to be mated with anyone else. I don’t want to become a… a mating tool,” I whispered, my voice cracking as tears welled in my eyes. The word tool felt like poison in my mouth, burning my tongue, tearing through my heart.She hugged me tightly again, her arms trembling around my frail body. “And I can’t lose you, Adriah,” she murmured, her voice breaking as she caressed my back in slow, soothing circles. “I will find another way. But right now, Alpha Lerio is in his proper mindset. Try to talk to him. I’m sure he will understand you.” Her tone carried deep

Last Updated : 2025-10-25