I led the alphas to the training ground, the scent of sweat and anticipation heavy in the air. The sun beat down upon us, casting long shadows across the dusty earth. They had no idea what i had in store for them, and that alone made me even more excited. I had been acting soft for too long, giving them the opportunity to talk all over me and think they can get away with it. Ruining the name I had spent years building a reputation for, they knew what they were getting into when they got appointed to join my cabinet. In fact, every alpha of every pack in this werewolf realm would do anything to be in their position right now even when they knew how dangerous it was. I told them we were taking a stroll and I could still smell the thick fear in them, it was clogging my senses and giving me an ego boost. Their heartbeat was beating fast as they awaited their fate and it made me even more excited for what was coming. I shrugged off my shirt, the fabric falling to the ground in a heap at

The air in the arena crackled with anticipation as I sat in my chair, flanked by three of my finest female warriors. Their presence was a testament to the strength and ferocity of my pack, a force to be reckoned with in the world of the supernatural.As Vesta was brought before me, I could sense the confusion radiating off her in waves. Her brow furrowed in bewilderment, her eyes darting around the arena in search of answers.I watched her closely, my senses attuned to every nuance of her being. She was a tempest unleashed, a force of nature that defied all attempts to tame her wild spirit."Vesta," I said, my voice calm and measured. "You have been summoned here for a reason."She looked at me, her gaze sharp and defiant. "And what reason would that be?" she retorted, her voice laced with skepticism.I smiled, a knowing glint in my eyes. "To test your strength," I replied simply. "To see if you possess the courage and skill to face your demons head-on."She scoffed, a hint of disbeli

I lay in my room, still feeling the ache that permeated my bones from the brutal training session. Each movement sent tendrils of pain rippling through my body, a stark reminder of my limitations.The door creaked open, and I tensed as Lucius entered the room. His presence filled the space, a suffocating weight that hung in the air. I glared at him, my defiance simmering just beneath the surface."What do you want?" I snapped, my tone laced with venom. I was tired of pretending as if i give a shit about him or his stupid obsession of making me into who I am not. He merely chuckled, unfazed by my hostility. " it’s nice to see that you are getting back to your old self, I miss it if I must admit. I came to inform you that your training begins tomorrow," he announced, his voice carrying a hint of amusement.I scoffed, incredulous. "You expect me to train in this condition?" I retorted, my frustration bubbling to the surface.He leaned in closer, his breath warm against my skin. "You're

VESTA’S POV I arrived at the training ground, the anticipation bubbling within me as I prepared to resume my training. Despite the initial reluctance, I couldn't deny the growing sense of excitement that tingled beneath my skin. Perhaps it was the newfound camaraderie with Delta Maria or the sense of accomplishment that came with each passing day of training.With determined strides, I approached the center of the arena, my mind buzzing with anticipation. The morning sun cast a warm glow across the training ground, lending an air of serenity to the otherwise bustling atmosphere."Good morning, Vesta," Maria greeted, her voice warm and inviting as she approached me. "Ready to pick up where we left off?"I nodded eagerly, a faint smile playing at the corners of my lips. "Absolutely. I've been looking forward to it."As Maria began to outline the day's training regimen, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement coursing through me. The prospect of honing my skills and mastering new

VESTA’S POV I arrived at the dinner hall slightly behind schedule, the weight of apprehension heavy upon my shoulders. Despite my best efforts to prepare, a sense of foreboding clung to me like a shadow, whispering of impending doom. I prayed silently that the evening would pass without incident, though deep down, I knew better.The hall loomed before me, its grandeur a stark reminder of the world I had been thrust into. My handmaidens and the omegas who had aided in my preparation had long departed, leaving me to navigate the treacherous waters alone. But I was no stranger to solitude, no stranger to the cruel whims of fate.As I made my way to the head of the table, a hush fell over the room, a silent acknowledgment of my presence. All eyes turned to me, their gazes a mix of curiosity and expectation. I ignored them, my focus trained solely on the figure seated beside me.Lucius, ever the puppet master, remained unmoved by the display, his attention fixed on the guests before him.