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Chapter One Elena’s POVI should have never come here. There’s a reason I hate parties—especially ones held to celebrate lies.The Silvermist Packhouse was glittering with light and grandeur—gold chandeliers, silk tablecloths, and too many wolves pretending to be saints in stolen fur, the air thick with perfume, pride, and hypocrisy. Laughter rang across the hall like the sharp tinkle of broken glass.Every moment here was a reminder: I didn’t belong. Not anymore. Not since he rejected me.I tried to keep to the shadows, far from the couples spinning around the marble floor, far from the spot where Alpha Damien Blackthorn twirled his new Luna in front of the pack.My fated mate. And the woman he chose instead.Samantha Lawson. The closest person I have as a sister or rather rival. Samantha could have been my sister but we were not biologically related. Her mother used to help my mother when she was alive and after she died, they took me in. At first, I thought I had found a new fam

Última actualización : 2025-07-08

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Chapter 2Elena’s POV“Lucien! It is not what you think!”Samantha’s shrill voice cracked through the tension in the hall like a whip, quickly collecting herself . I barely had time to process the name before she launched herself toward him like a she-wolf in heat.So that was his name. Lucien.Even his name felt dangerous.Everything about him—the dark suit that clung to his tall frame, the way the air seemed to pause around him—commanded attention. The entire room had quieted the moment he spoke, like every wolf instinctively recognized something… dominant. Higher.And yet, Samantha—always oblivious to anything beyond her own reflection—was now trying to wrap herself around him like a silk ribbon.“Oh, Lucien,” she gushed, flashing a smile too wide to be sincere. “I had no idea you’d be attending! What a surprise!” Her tone dripped with fake warmth. “I hope you weren’t too shocked by that little misunderstanding earlier. You know how things can be in packs—miscommunication, stress…

Última actualización : 2025-07-08

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Chapter 3 Elena’s POVThe days after that night felt like a cruel joke from the Moon Goddess. I tried to search up Lucien’s name but was met with numerous answers and the ones I was seeing didn't add up to who I had spent the night with. Something even more tragic happened. One moment, I was a pack healer—respected, if not exactly adored. The next, I was scrubbing grease off cast iron pots while Samantha paraded around like a crowned queen.She’d wasted no time in showing me what she can do.“Elena Vale,” she had announced in front of the infirmary staff two mornings after the wedding. “By order of the Alpha—and myself, of course—you’re no longer assigned to the medical wing. Your new post is in the kitchens, where your… humble background might be better appreciated.” She snickered. The paper she thrust at me bore the Alpha’s seal. My protest died on my lips.I was dismissed. Just like that.I had trained for years. I had saved lives. But one rejection, one night, and I was tossed

Última actualización : 2025-07-08

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Chapter 4Elena’s POVThe room was suffocating. The cold stone floor bit into my bare feet.I’d been dragged from the kitchens to one of the old conference rooms—Samantha’s personal interrogation chamber, if you asked me. The lights were too bright. The walls are too thin. Two guards blocked the door as if I could magically run out without Samantha dragging me back by my hair. I was strapped on a stiff wooden chair in the center of the room so tight I could feel my wrists bruising already. Samantha paced in front of me like a predator circling its prey, her heels clicking sharply against the floor.Her lips twisted in a cruel smirk. “So. You’re going to sit there in silence all night, pretending you don’t owe me an explanation?”“I don’t owe you anything,” I said quietly, jaw tight. I honestly didn't. With what I have suffered from her mother and her, they were the ones who owed me their lives. “Oh, I think you do,” she snapped, momentarily bringing back to reality. “You show up a

Última actualización : 2025-07-08

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Chapter 5Elena’s POVTwo days.It had been two whole days since I’d been thrown in here—into this pit of stone and silence. My stomach twisted with hunger so sharp it made me curl into myself. The cell was small, damp, and freezing. My bones had gone stiff and my lips pale. There was no bed, just the hard floor and the occasional rat scuttling past in the shadows.No food. No water. Just pain—and the slow, gnawing ache of being abandoned.I leaned against the wall, cradling my belly.There was no denying it now. I was pregnant. The symptoms hadn’t lied—neither had the heat of Lucien’s mark still lingering at my neck like a ghost. It was now very obvious. The concealer I had used had cleaned away alongside the beads of sweat and I could feel the heat of the mark on my neck, a painful reminder of my predicament. And gods, I was starving.But it wasn’t just for food.It was for safety. Warmth. Answers.And him.Lucien.I hated him. I wanted to hate him. He came into my life like a sto

Última actualización : 2025-07-08

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Chapter 6Lucien’s POVBeing the bastard son of the Lycan King meant I was born with power but no legitimate claim—unless I seized it with my own blood, grit, and will. I fought for every ounce of respect in the Crimson Fang Pack to be where I am today. I've had my fair share of humiliation from the bloodline I descended from and even from people that are beneath me. I endured it all. I didn’t inherit the crown—I ripped it from the brutal grip of stupid and religious tradition and forced those conceited Elders to kneel. To bow before a bastard. I could still see the way they want to flank their authority upon me but I will never let them. I was king now and many responsibilities followed. Some are expedient while others are trivial.One of them was finding a Queen—my mate. The one woman fate had created just for me. I made it a habit to visit packs when we were getting closer to the full moon to see if I would perhaps meet her but my visits have been nothing but futile. And yet, as t

Última actualización : 2025-07-11

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Chapter 7Elena’s POVThe cold forest wind bit at my skin, but I kept moving. Each step further from the pack house felt like a stolen breath of freedom. I didn’t know where I was going, only that I had to go. For as long as it was away from those people. I wonder why I didn’t think of this before, maybe it was because I thought they would change. Lies. I scoffed at the ludicrosity of that.My stomach still ached with hunger, but Ava’s stolen food had helped ease the worst of it. I hadn’t stopped walking since the prison break, too afraid that if I paused for even a second, Damien’s men would catch up. Ava’s words still replayed in my mind. I didn't recall her working for my mom. In fact, I didn’t recall anything. It was just like the moment my mom died, I realised how alone I was and just breezed through life, only working towards the passion as a doctor. Eventually, though, my legs gave out.I found a cluster of trees beside a narrow creek and collapsed there, curling beneath the r

Última actualización : 2025-07-12

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Chapter 8Lucien’s POV“She’s not here,” Marco told me, his voice tight.I lifted a dark, angry gaze at him from where I stood.If they couldn’t find her on the pack lands—or even close—it meant she’d been gone for hours. The trail was cold. Too cold.She couldn’t have gotten that far… not unless she ran in her wolf form.My beast snarled inside me. Pacing. Furious. The connection between us was stretched thin, humming with panic. My mark should’ve made it easy to find her. It should’ve led me right to her.But it didn’t.He growled again, louder this time. “Shift. Let’s go find mate!”I slammed him back with sheer will. “No,” I hissed under my breath. “If I shift now, I’ll lose control. You know that.”“Don’t care. She’s ours.”“I said no.”It made me sick to suppress him—felt like holding back a dam break with bare hands. But I had to. If I let him out, I’d tear this entire pack apart with no direction, just rage and desperation.Still, I felt like a hypocrite. My jaw was clenched s

Última actualización : 2025-07-17

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Chapter 9 Elena’s POVWhen my mother died, I couldn't stop crying. I would cry from the moment I awoke till the time I would sleep when I realized how lonely I was. My eyes would be reddened and puffy.Samantha’s mother would always try to console me when some pack members came to check on me out of pity and the moment they left, she became another person. A beast in sheep's clothing. She would snap at me to stop crying and punish me by not feeding me that day or night. I remembered when I had gone out of the house some day to take a stroll, she had searched around for me and didn't find me. By the time I returned, she yelled at me and locked me in a dark room. I would scream and thrash, afraid that ghosts lurking in the dark would eat me up. I would cry, beg and pound on the door but she won’t answer. She could leave me there for a whole week and no one would ask of me. I didn't know if I should laugh or cry at the bitter memory. And even with that, the fear of the dark consumed

Última actualización : 2025-07-29

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Chapter 10 Lucien's POV The entire conversation in the courtroom had turned into a dull, distant hum. I saw mouths moving. Hands gesturing. Scrolls being laid out. But I heard none of it. My mind was somewhere else—no, someone else. Elena. I didn’t know where she was. I didn’t know if she was safe, if she was alive, if she was cold or hurt or—No. I stopped myself. I refused to believe she was dead. I would have felt it… wouldn’t I? That’s what the old tales say. That when your mate dies, part of your soul is ripped apart. That the pain is instant and unmistakable. That it doesn’t come slowly like doubt, but all at once, like lightning. But I didn’t feel lightning. I felt this slow, gnawing storm in my chest. Restless. Unsettled. A kind of panic that sat beneath the surface of my skin and refused to move. I hadn’t told anyone. Not even the Council. Not yet. As far as the realm knew, I was still betrothed to Heather, the daughter of a politically favored Alpha. The match wa

Última actualización : 2025-07-30

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