Semua Bab Craving His Rejected Luna: You will regret leaving me, Alpha: Bab 111 - Bab 120

Ryan’s POV “Here’s your food for the day.” The rude guard shoved the bowl of rice onto my lap and turned to leave. I stared down at the bowl. It was pathetic. Just plain, dry white rice. No meat. No sauce. Nothing. It was exactly the same as the slop they brought three days ago. And every feeding day. They were treating me less than a dog! Even a dog deserves more food than this starvation diet. How dare they treat an Alpha bloodline like this? “Hey!” I shouted at his retreating back. The guard stopped and turned slowly, looking bored. “Any problem?” I seethed, wanting nothing more than to rip this fucker’s head off his shoulders. But the heavy chains biting into my wrists and ankles reminded me of my reality. I forced myself to calm down. “At least untie me,” I gritted out. “I can’t eat the food without hands.” He looked at me for a moment before a slow, mocking smile spread across his face. “Pigs don’t need their hands to eat,” he said simply and my vision wen

Maelis’s POVIt was very dark down here.Without Rosa, the darkness felt even worse, but I kept going anyway. I figured if the door above was opened with electricity then, there had to be lights somewhere.I stepped carefully, one foot after the other, until my shoe hit the flat floor at the bottom. And fortunately,The flood lights flickered overhead, lighting up the room instantly.I blinked, momentarily blinded. But when I opened them right back, my eyes had adjusted to the brightness so I went into full scan mode instantly. The room was simple. Just three shelves stacked high with folders and a plain desk with a chair in the corner.I went to the desk first. I pulled open the drawers, rifling through the papers. Receipts. Old maps. Irrelevant stuff about past shipments. There was nothing useful.So I moved to the shelves and started looking there.It didn't take long for my attention to be caught by a thick folder, I pulled it out, opened it, and checked inside to see it was also

Melanie’s POV “Have you seen Alpha Ethan?” I asked Christina, one of the Omegas doing the dishes in the pack kitchen. “Yes... but that was a while ago. He went for a run in the woods,” she answered, scrubbing a plate. I nodded, spacing out for a few seconds before asking the question that had been nagging me. “Did he have his dinner last night?” “Yes,” she answered promptly. I let out a breath that I’d been holding. At least he was eating. “Alright then. Thank you,” I said. I headed back out to the pack grounds. The afternoon sun was warm, and a few pups were chasing each other on the grass, their laughter ringing in the air. It was peaceful, and definitely different from the storm brewing inside my head. I let out a heavy sigh and took a seat on one of the wooden benches, folding my arms as my thoughts drifted off. “Beta Melanie?” Someone called my name, snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked up to see Christina whom I’d just left in the kitchen. She was holding a food tra

Maelis POVI jerked awake with a loud gasp, my body instinctively trying to bolt upright. But a harsh force yanked me back, slamming my spine against hard wood. The impact rattled my teeth, and I nearly tipped over, chair and all.I was tied up?“You're awake.”A male voice drifted beside me. My neck was stiff, but I forced my head to turn. There sat Viktor. He was in the same position as me, bound tightly to a heavy wooden chair. “Viktor?” I gasped, my throat dry and scratchy. “What are you… why are we…” The words died in my throat as memory crashed over me like a tidal wave.“Father…” I whispered, scanning the dark corners of the basement. “Where is he?”Viktor didn't look at me at first. He just stared at the floor, his expression a mix of exhaustion and something darker. He shook his head slowly.“Relax,” he said, his voice raspy. “He’s coming. Though, maybe not now. And maybe not anytime soon.”“What do you mean?”“It took him three days to come down here and gloat after his me

Maelis POV The pain was gone. In its place was a fire so consuming, that it felt like I was being reborn in the heart of a star. My vision sharpened, shifting from the blurry gray of tear-filled human eyes to a crystalline, predatory red. The world slowed around me. I could see the individual snowflakes drifting through the air. I could smell the metallic tang of the silver bullet on Ronan’s belt. I could hear the frantic, rabbit-fast heartbeat of the guard standing ten feet away. A howl tore from my throat, but it wasn't a scream of agony anymore. It was a declaration. My clothes shredded, unable to contain the mass of muscle and fur exploding outward. I felt my paws hit the snow heavy, grounded, powerful. I felt massive. I towered over the ground, my fur a stark, blinding white that seemed to glow against the darkness of the night. “Kill them,” Rosa’s voice echoed in my head, a dual tone that vibrated through my very soul. I looked up. Alaric’s cigar was crushed on th