Semua Bab HIDDEN HOWL: Bab 101 - Bab 110

Trinity’s POVThe question hung in the air between us, and for a moment I considered answering honestly. But something about Alpha Caelum's casual demeanor in the face of mortal danger made me hesitate. The way he'd asked about my dagger and the complete lack of urgency in his voice felt wrong.‘It's none of his business’, I decided, lifting my chin with more confidence than I actually felt. ‘If he wanted to play games while surrounded by rogues, then so be it’."Do rogues always infiltrate your palace?" I shot back, deflecting his question with one of my own.He sighed and shook his head, and I found myself momentarily distracted by the way the gesture transformed his features. There was something almost boyishly charming about his expression when he wasn't putting on the formal Alpha mask—a roguish quality that was actually quite attractive. He had this kind of bad boy appeal that made smart girls do stupid things.‘Focus, Trinity’, I chide myself. This is not the time to be notici

Xerxes’ POVThe sight that greeted us as we burst into the garden clearing hit me like a physical blow to the chest. Trinity was pinned under a dead rogue; her silver dagger was buried deep in his skull and blood stained her emerald dress. My heart squeezed painfully, and Daemon stirred inside me. Was that her blood, or the rogue’s? Another massive rogue, about to attack her too.I felt the same crushing sense of loss like the one I felt when we got to the graveyard, the same desperate panic that we were too late, that our failures had cost us the one person who mattered most.My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I thought it might burst. I can't lose her. I won't lose her. Not like this.My wolf erupted to the surface with a violence I'd never experienced before, taking control so completely that I barely registered my own transformation, but I let it, because there was no time to waste. My bones cracked and reformed, muscles expanded, and suddenly I was launching myself acros

Trinity’s POVTheir words hit closer to home than I cared to admit. I had literally been thinking the exact same thing during the attack. Wondering if I was cursed, and if danger followed me like some sort of supernatural magnet?Hearing those words thrown in my face by my cousins, twisted into an accusation that I was somehow complicit in the violence that seemed to surround me—that was different.But what if my parents died because of me? Because it seemed like what they were hinting at. That I brought the tragedy upon them because they loved me, and I always did. I buried the thought deep in the back of my mind, where I had buried some of the memories that I was still not ready to open up and the emotions I wasn’t ready to process. Maybe that’s why I was unhealed too.I looked at them and reminded myself that they wanted to hurt me, and then saying whatever they said was them taking my deepest fears and weaponizing them against me.“What?” Selene continued, her left brow raised,

Trinity’s POV‘What do they mean by punishing me?’The question swirled through my mind as I stood there, Xerxes' hand still wrapped around my throat, his chest warm and solid against my back. The word 'punishment' should have scared me, should have made me want to pull away and demand they release me immediately.But it didn't.Instead, there was a flutter of excitement in my stomach that I didn't want to think about too much. I was really curious about what exactly they had in mind that made my pulse quicken and my skin feel hypersensitive to every point of contact between us.Nasir's lips curved into that infuriating smirk of his, the one that usually made me fear him but now sent heat pooling low in my belly. Liam chuckled, the sound rich and warm in the charged atmosphere of the room."I agree," they said in perfect unison, and something about the synchronized response made it clear they'd been thinking along the same lines.They moved toward me with predatory grace, their eyes

Trinity’s POVThe knock on the door that interrupted us was such a disappointment. I wanted to know how far I could go. What their elastic limit was and what lay there when I reached it. I sighed and looked at them. “Well, that’s a bummer. I was really enjoying that.” I smirked and raised my brow. My expression was sheepish, like a little girl who just outsmarted an old man into giving her chocolates. “If this is your idea of punishment, then puh-lease! Give it to me every day.” I twirled around as I spoke, and when I stopped, I almost fell, but my back collided with the solid warmth of Xerxes' chest, the impact sending a shiver through me. His hands found my arms immediately, fingers wrapping gently around them to steady me, his touch both protective and tender. I could feel his breath against my hair, the quiet strength in his grip as he held me close, grounding me against the storm of emotions swirling inside. His presence anchored me completely.“You’re not supposed to be enj