CHAPTER FIFTY ONE

Zara’s POVMarcus’s words wouldn’t leave me.“You may think you can hide. But I will find the truth. Whether you tell me or not.”He hadn’t shouted. He hadn’t even raised his voice. That calm, steady tone was worse than anger.Because he meant it.I hugged myself, staring at the moon outside my window. My heart twisted. I had worked so hard to keep my secret safe. But every day, with every question and every sharp look, Marcus was breaking through it.He was pulling me apart piece by piece. And when he finally reached the truth…I shut my eyes, shaking. It wouldn’t just ruin me. It would destroy him too.A knock snapped me back. My chest tightened. I already knew who it was.Nicholas.I hesitated, then cracked the door open.“What do you want?” I whispered.He leaned against the frame, smirking. His cold eyes moved over me like he could read my thoughts.“Such a warm welcome,” he said. “Restless tonight?”“Go away.”He laughed softly. “Why would I? Watching you squirm is too much fun.

Last Updated : 2025-09-06

CHAPTER FIFTY TWO

Zara’s POVMarcus’s words would not leave me.“Tomorrow, you and I will speak. And you will tell me everything.”I had lied before. Dodged his questions. Smiled when I wanted to scream. But tomorrow… Tomorrow I will have no place to hide.If I told him the truth, I would lose him.If I lied again, he might tear it out of me himself.There was no way to win.I didn’t sleep. I stared at the ceiling until my eyes burned. My body shook all night.By morning, I felt empty. My legs were weak, my head heavy. Around me, the pack carried on warriors in the yard, servants rushing past but I barely noticed.All I saw was him.Marcus.He stood at the end of the hall, tall, dark, unshakable. His eyes locked on me.“Come,” he said.I followed. My hands were wet with sweat. My knees almost gave way. He led me into a quiet chamber in the west wing. No one else could hear us there.The door closed. The air turned heavy.Marcus faced me, arms crossed, jaw set like stone.“No excuses,” he said. “Today y

Last Updated : 2025-09-06

CHAPTER FIFTY THREE

Zara’s POVMarcus’s words would not leave me. “You’re already losing me.”I pressed my hands to my ears like a child, but it didn’t matter. His voice kept on ringing in my head.the way his hand had almost touched me but pulled back at the last second.The bed felt too big, too hot without him. My body ached from crying. The secret inside me burned like fire. If I told him, I might lose him forever. If I stayed quiet, Nicholas would destroy us.I couldn’t tell which was worse.The door opened. My head shot up.Marcus.He filled the doorway, his broad shoulders filling the door. His eyes were shadowed, like he hadn’t slept all night either.“Get dressed,” he said. His voice was calm.I was so scared. “Where are we going?”His gaze locked on mine. “Somewhere you can’t run from me.”The ride felt endless. Marcus didn’t say a single word. His hands gripped the wheel so tight. His jaw was clenched.I leaned my head against the window, staring at the trees. My palms were damp. My wolf whined

Last Updated : 2025-09-30

CHAPTER FIFTY FOUR

Zara’s POVMy heart stopped. My blood turned cold. He said it. The rogue leader said it. He knew me. He saw me. The thing I feared most stepped out of the dark and spoke out loud.Marcus growled so deep it made the ground under me shake. His arm came in front of me, strong, hard, like a wall. He was ready to fight. But I could feel his heart racing. He was shocked. He wanted answers.Nicholas stood there, only a few steps away. His mouth curved like a devil. His eyes scanned between me and Marcus, like he enjoyed cutting us open. “Runaway?” he said. His voice was harsh. “Now that is… interesting.”“Shut your mouth,” Marcus snapped. His body shook with anger. But his hand gripped me like a feather, like if he let go, I’d vanish like a smoke.The rogues moved closer, forming a circle. Their eyes glowed, so many of them, watching like wolves ready to bite. The leader walked forward. His face was cruel.“You thought you could hide, little wolf?” His voice was loud. “Pretend to be clean? P

Last Updated : 2025-10-04

CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE

Zara’s POV The arrow still shook in the altar stone. Its silver head caught the light and burned my eyes.No one moved.The rogues froze where they stood. Marcus stood tall again, his body bloody, his claws dripping red. Nicholas’s smile slipped a little, his eyes darting to the trees.Then they came.Shadows at first. Then shapes. Men and women in gray coats, sliding out of the forest like ghosts. Their steps made no sound. They held silver bows, knives, spears, all shining like death. Their faces were hidden by masks, cold and empty.Hunters.My whole body went cold.Marcus growled deep, a sound that rolled like thunder in his chest. “What are they doing here?”The rogue leader spat blood into the dirt, grinning through broken teeth. “The gods want blood today, Alpha. Yours.”The hunters spread wide, moving like a net, circling us in. Me, Marcus, Nicholas, and the rogues we were all caught.One of them stepped forward. He was tall, mask cut sharp, voice flat like steel.“Step away