جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 90

RHEA The moment the doors opened, the entire ballroom turned towards the door, I didn't need to look to know who just walked in. It's Ronan Nightshade.The name spread through the crowd in whispers, carried under the music like wind through tall grass, crystal chandeliers glittering bright. As student in the customary sea of black and Gold uniforms.The grand ballroom was filled with council members, academy instructors, the heirs of the strongest Alpha bloodline in the state.But above them all, at the top of the food chain is me, my hand rests lightly on Kieran’s arm.To the hundreds of eyes watching us, we must look perfect.The Golden Alpha and his future queen.The exact image the council spent a decade cultivating, the diamonds at my throat glitter beneath the lights, the Vale family jewels, on my neck as a promise of ownership, my scent is perfectly balanced too.As it blends in my pheromones, clean, exactly what they want, but it doesn't convert the oily and terrible scent

RHEAThe ballroom doors slam close after Ronan ran out, I watch how Kieran extracts his arm from mine, following Ronan, cutting through the sea of people in the room like the entire room was nothing but air in his path.No one even wants to stand in his way, as his scent is flooding the air, like an incoming storm.Whispers follow him, “where is he going?” “Did you see his eyes?” “Goddess, someone stop him,” Dax cries out, but no one moves.Kieran moves like a possessed man for the first time, tonight feel like an outsider again.Because he doesn't look like he's chasing an enemy, but chasing someone he can't live without.And if he reaches Ronan before the council can lay a decree on him, everything I sacrificed for this night will all be in vain.Before I can move to follow him, the ballroom speakers crackle overhead.The sound is sharp, and it catches everyone's attention.“Attention all staff and graduates,” every conversation dies immediately.The voice belongs to a council mem

ETHAN The harsh lights of the bulb above the bed and the smell of blood makes me want to retch. The only movement I can't register is the rushing movement of nurses moving past me like ghosts.Ronan lies there, pale and unmoving in that odd, hospital dress, dark hair matted with dried blood. His uniform was handed to me in a plastic bag. His once pristine uniform was now in tatters, and blood stains over it.If anything happens to Ronan, will Kieran feel it from miles away since he's the one who bit Ronan and his Alpha?Before I can move out of the way, “Sir, you should go get changed sir, you're stained with blood.” I stumble back against the wall, my chest shaking as air rushes into my lungs. He's alive and well, I can leave him for a few minutes to get out of these bloodied clothes.As I'm about to walk out of the room, the doctor wipes sweat from her brows and looks down at Ronan. “He's stable for now, sir.” She mutters. “Rib fractures and some broken bones, he's wolf is a stro

KIERAN I stood at the window of my office in the Vale tower, staring down at the city stretched into districts. Somewhere out there was Ronan.Dax and Finn had come back from patrol, I could feel their eyes on my back and feel the tension in their scents.Fenrir had stopped snarling in my chest.“Track every transport leaving the Northern districts,” I said quietly.Dax frowned “you think Ethan ran north?” I heard the rustling of his coat as he stepped closer.“I think Ethan is smart,” Finn leaned against the wall with a low exhale, “ He knows our search patterns.” I nodded slowly.Ethan had trained with us for years under the academy before Ronan joined us.He knew our patrol routes, our weaknesses, blind spots, and reaction times.If anyone could vanish under my surveillance net, it had to be him.Pressing my palm on the cold glass, “So if I were Ethan…” my voice dropped to a murmur, “Where would I disappear to,” to the exact place where the council would never look.The teaching,

RONAN The television screen kept flickering, I couldn't look away from it, the words announcing Kieran’s engagement again and again at the bottom of the broadcast.For a long moment , I forgot how to breathe, the room felt smaller than it was a minute ago, the air was thick and heavy.For years, my senses had lived under a fog, ten layers of chemical suppressants burning through my bloodstream, numbing everything, I could not smell well. It was muted.The world had rushed in all of a sudden, the apartment pipes, the faint acidity fear of the woman who lived in the apartment below us,Every scent came at me like a wave.But the strongest one was mine, jasmine, rainwater, and cedar.Soft, wild, and Omega. After all these years. “This is what I really smell like…” I whispered.The words tasted strange in my mouth, Ethan walked to the closet, pulling out a leather smelling jacket, I looked up.Ethan stood near the door, arms folded, scar cutting sharply across his face in the dim light.“