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Scarlet’s fingers twitched weakly against the soft linen of the infirmary bed. Her breathing came shallow and uneven, her body sore from the storm it had endured. Slowly, painfully, she blinked her eyes open. The white ceiling above her blurred into focus...sterile, quiet, far too clean for someone like her.Her lips parted, dry and cracked. “Where… am I?” she croaked.A woman in a white coat leaned over her, adjusting the IV tube connected to Scarlet’s bruised arm. “You’re safe now, sweetheart,” the woman said gently. Her voice was calm but firm, the tone of someone who had seen too much suffering to be fooled by silence. “You’re in the Blackwood University health ward.”Scarlet tried to sit up, but pain stabbed through her side like a blade. She winced, clutching her ribs. “Easy,” the doctor said quickly, pressing her back against the pillow. “You’ve been through hell. How do you feel now?”“Like I died and came back just to suffer again,” Scarlet muttered, her voice rasping.The d

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The health guardian led Scarlet down a long marble corridor that smelled faintly of antiseptic and luxury...two things she’d never known together. Her thin boots squeaked against the polished floor, her hands trembling around the registration papers she’d just signed.“Here’s your dorm,” the guardian said with a professional smile, scanning her from head to toe. Scarlet could feel the silent judgment. Her clothes were clean now, but the scars under them still burned.The woman pushed the door open. “You’ll be sharing with another student. Try not to make noise after midnight. Curfew is strict.”Scarlet nodded quietly and stepped in.The room was bigger than any space she’d ever called her own. Two beds on opposite ends, two desks, sunlight streaming through sheer curtains that smelled faintly of roses and wealth.Her roommate was already there...curled on the bed, earphones plugged in, pretending not to see her. A girl with long, dark curls, expensive perfume, and the kind of careles

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Scarlet could feel the weight of his presence pressing down on her chest long before Alpha Ronan even moved.He stood by the lectern, staring straight ahead...but something in his jaw ticked. Then, without warning, he strode across the room, each step echoing like a gunshot.Every student froze.Liora straightened her back, a radiant smile blooming across her face like she was ready to be worshipped. "He’s coming to me", she thought smugly, brushing her hair over one shoulder. "Of course he is. He’s finally recognized his lover."But Ronan didn’t stop in front of her.He stopped in front of Scarlet.The sound of his hand slamming down on Scarlet’s desk cracked through the silence like thunder. The desk rattled. Her pen rolled off the surface, clattering onto the floor.Scarlet’s breath hitched, but she didn’t flinch. Not this time.Ronan leaned down, his eyes cold and sharp like the edge of a blade. “Don’t you ever stare at me like that again,” he growled, voice low and venomous. “Yo

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Liora looked stunned, clutching her cheek in disbelief as pain bloomed across her perfect, porcelain skin. The red mark spread like wildfire, the sting biting into her ego more than her flesh. For a moment, the restroom went dead silent.Scarlet stood there, hand still raised, her breathing sharp and heavy. The echo of the slap hung in the air like a gunshot.“I didn’t hit her before,” Scarlet said, her voice cold, dark, and dripping venom, “but now I did.”Her words struck harder than her hand. The smug curve of her lips didn’t waver even when Alpha Ronan’s shadow stretched across the tiled floor like a storm cloud.Ronan’s gaze cut through the air ... lethal, glacial, enough to make even a trained wolf tremble. His hand twitched, his wolf clawing inside him, demanding to put the insolent woman down for daring to touch what was his.But his wolf suddenly growled at him ... low, deep, and warning. "DONT HURT HER."His jaw flexed. He froze mid-step, that small, dangerous hesitation a

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⚠️ THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT AND ADULT CONTENTS. Scarlet smirked, blood rushing where his fingers pressed too hard. “Can you please stop talking and show me what the big bad Alpha does to a wolf who doesn’t kneel?”His eyes flickered ... rage, surprise, something else. Desire? No. He’d never admit that.“Don’t tempt me,” he growled.Scarlet's voice dropped to a whisper, her eyes gleaming with a dangerous hunger. "Why? Afraid of losing control?"Ronan's jaw locked, his eyes flashing with barely contained lust. Before Scarlet could react, he moved lightning fast, his hand slipping up her skirt to grip her inner thigh possessively. His wolf was in heat, and it showed in the way he stared at her, his gaze searing into her very soul."Again," Scarlet breathed, her voice trembling slightly as Ronan cupped her chin, forcing her to meet his intense stare. "Not again."But then his lips crashed against hers in a searing, passionate kiss that left Scarlet reeling. She wanted to push him

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Two dull thuds, too quick, too sharp.Knock. Knock.Ronan froze mid-breath, every muscle in his body coiled tight. Scarlet flinched, clutching the sheet tighter around her trembling body. The room felt suffocating ... hot air thick with unease, shame, and something that shouldn’t have been there between them.Before either of them could move, the door clicked.Unlocked from the outside.Scarlet’s roommate, Mira, stepped in with her spare key swinging from her fingers ... an innocent habit that suddenly felt like intrusion.Her eyes widened instantly. Alpha Ronan towered over Scarlet, who was sitting on the edge of her bed, hair scattered in wild tangles, clutching the bedsheet around herself like it was armor. Torn fabric lay on the floor, silent witnesses to what had just happened ... or what everyone would assume had happened.Mira’s expression flickered ... shock, disbelief, then caution. She dropped her gaze immediately, exhaling shakily. “Alpha…” she whispered. “I didn’t know..

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Mira lounged against the doorframe, arms folded, watching Scarlet scramble to dress.“Damn, girl,” she said, voice sharp as a claw. “He talked to you like you are his bitch.”Scarlet froze halfway through buttoning her shirt. “You listening at doors now?”“This is no time to be a fool, darling.” Mira’s tone was light, but her eyes glimmered with a predator’s curiosity. “I mean, look at you. Wrecked. You think he’ll even remember your name tomorrow?”Scarlet glared, jaw tight. “Why the hell do you care?”“Because I like watching people fall,” Mira said simply. “It reminds me not to trip.”Scarlet yanked on her boots, refusing to meet Mira’s gaze. Her fingers trembled. The ache inside her chest burned worse than claws through flesh. One moment Ronan had looked at her like she was the only thing alive, and the next he’d spit her name like poison. The memory made her stomach turn.Mira kept talking, pacing the small dorm room. “You should be smart about this. Turn it to your advantage.

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Liora’s face was a perfect mask of concern ... soft eyes, trembling lip, the sort of manufactured fragility that made everyone around her lean in. A dozen heads turned; sympathy is a currency at Blackwood, and she spent it like a queen.Her maid's eyes glittered with the satisfaction of a job well done, but Liora’s voice was the one that carried. “I’m just… shocked,” she breathed, raising her hands to her throat. “I would never want anything bad for Scar...” She stopped, swallowed, and pressed a hand to her chest as if overcome. Around her, the circle of friends nodded and sniffed and agreed.“Poor thing,” someone murmured. “She looked so... so broken.”“Yes,” “it’s terrible. We need to protect her, don’t we?” Her smile was the kind that eats people alive.The pack started echoing her tune. A murmured chorus of assent grew, and just like that, Liora had constructed a moral scaffold. A handful of girls volunteered to be witnesses if the administration needed testimony about Scarle

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Alpha Ronan stepped out of the luxury car like he owned the damn planet.The metal gleamed under the late sun, the hum of the engine fading behind him as the wolves scattered, parting instinctively. Power clung to him the way heat does to flame ... thick, suffocating, magnetic. His boots hit the pavement with precision, the click echoing through the courtyard of Blackwood University.In his hand, he rolled a small object between his fingers ... a delicate hairpin, glittering with faint traces of silver. The scent still clung to it. Scarlet scent.He turned it over once more, his expression unreadable. Then his gaze lifted, catching Beta Alaric’s approach.“Beta,” Ronan said, his voice cold as forged steel. “I trust you gave her enough money for pills too.”Alaric froze for a heartbeat, then saw the pin and understood. His head bowed in respect. “Yes, Alpha. She… Liora had collected more than enough, Alpha.”Ronan’s stare lingered for a second too long. The Beta’s pulse visibly ticke

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“I’ll do anything to make it up to you, Alpha. Anything you want,” Liora whispered, her voice dripping sugar and venom. Her lashes fluttered like she thought batting them could erase the lie that was about to choke her.Alpha Ronan’s eyes burned crimson for a heartbeat. He wanted to shove her away, to burn that voice right out of his skull, but then something flickered inside him...an instinct, a damn memory.The woman from that night.The one who made his wolf go silent.The one who’d left his sheets smelling like jasmine and defiance.Her waist...fuck.He remembered the curve of her waist, the mark just above her hip...black ink like wings of sin.He grabbed Liora’s arm. Gasps rippled through the hallway. She smirked, thinking she’d won, that he was finally giving in to her pathetic charms.But Ronan didn’t kiss her. He didn’t even touch her that way.He bent her forward, cold and silent, and lifted her blouse just enough to see...Nothing.No tattoo. No mark. No proof she was the

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