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For a second, all I could see in his eyes was the same shattering grief that was tearing me apart—the same unbearable pain. Pain he was trying so hard to hide because he didn’t want to show weakness in front of everyone. His eyes were bloodshot but dry, as if he’d made some terrible decision not to break. Not here. Not now. He was holding himself together with sheer force of will, and it was killing him. For the first time since I took this position which hasn't even been up to two hours, I felt something new. And that was a fear. The kind of fear that comes from realizing you can’t even grieve openly, because showing pain means showing weakness. But not for me. He might be strong, but I’m not. As I still find it hard to accept that my grandfather is really death. I still can't believe that I’ve already lost two people in one year. This… this can’t really be happening. I did nothing bad to deserve this. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I locked eyes with him.

A loud scream of raw and primal pain ripped through the door, followed by a strong smell of burning flesh, and each scream that followed, one after the other, made my knees buckle, and my breath came short and sharp.Standing right outside the door, I shut my eyes and dug my nails so deep into my palms that I felt the bite of them as I tried to hold myself calm, though every part of me wanted to go back in there and hold his hand, helping him through all the pain.But he didn’t want me to be there.He said he didn’t want me to see it.“Should I come in?” I asked, trying to see if he might perhaps want me now.“No. You don’t want to see this, trust me,” he replied.I sighed disappointedly and began acting like the man who was waiting outside the labor room while his wife was giving birth.Then, abruptly, the screaming stopped. Silence fell so suddenly, it was like someone had hit the mute button.I held my breath without meaning to, trying to listen to every beating of the hearts in th

****MARCUS’ POV*************FLASH BACK******“Marcus, please. Please do not do this to me. We are brothers. Have you forgotten?” Raleigh’s voice broke, as he fell to his knees before me, eyes wide and glistening with desperation. “Just…just give me one last chance… please.” He begged and I really wished I could.But how could I grant him that?How could I, when the all Supreme Alphas had already condemned him to death for the crimes he committed?“Then you shouldn’t have betrayed our entire race in the first place, Raleigh.” My voice was low, cold. “You shouldn’t have!”“I never did! And you know that!” he shouted, chest heaving. “I’m still one of you—just take a look at me!” he drew out his claws and fangs but…But that still didn't make him one of us again.He has crossed the line he should never have! “No,” I said, my voice trembling with fury. “You’re no longer one of us. You’ve now become an abomination—something that should never have existed! And you knew the laws, Raleigh.

“ Oh,” she gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. "You can mindlink with others now? That's right, you're the Supreme Luna now. Of course you can.”I didn't bother responding to her as I knew that was nothing but mockery.Mindlink actually works differently. You can mindlink your family or your pack mate but you can't mindlink those that are not within your pack—only those of the superior rank can create a strong mindlink connection. When I left years ago, I lost the connection to mindlink with my packmate as I already created another connection when I joined Camren’s brother’s pack but becoming the supreme Luna now, gave it back to me. And now it's not just my packmate that I can mindlink but every werewolf. “ You know what, you don't deserve my precious time. I'm not going to waste another breath on this." I gestured toward Amaya with disgust. "It's not really your fault I'm here, staring at your pathetic face.” Turning to Otto, “It's his. He is the one who told me there was a p

****Darell's pov*******When she first rushed toward me, I braced myself for a slap, but instead, her arms wrapped tightly around me. Her voice came out weak and trembling in my head, and it caught me completely off guard.I gently stroked her hair, smiling so hard that my shoulder shook and whispered, “I know.” And this idiot is so sorry for doing that.” I apologized because really... I couldn't even explain what was going on in my head at that time.I just wanted her to be safe and away from there, and I knew she would never forgive if her father hadn’t made it back.She slowly pulled away from the hug, kneeling on the bed right beside me as she took my fingers in her hand, staring at them and not at my face.I could see tears pooling at the corners of her eyes, and I think she didn't want me to see them.She was always like this. Even in the past. Always easy to read and unable to hide her emotions."Why did you do that?" Her voice cracked. "Why did you stay behind?" Her lip trembl