All Chapters of Theirs To Possess And Ruin: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Dante’s POVMy wolf was snarling in anger, pacing inside me like a caged beast, and I was not helping either. I was equally angry, rage boiling under my skin so hot it felt like my blood was on fire.“Who would dare attack her in our pack, who…” I paused, trying to control my anger but it seriously wasn’t working, my fists clenched so hard my claws pierced my palms and blood dripped onto the stone floor in slow, dark drops.We had gone out for official business, a meeting with a neutral pack to discuss trade routes, nothing unusual, nothing that should have pulled us away from the compound long enough for this to happen, but we were called back urgently, the message short and sharp... Vivienne was attacked.Had she not been smart and powerful despite not having her wolf, she would have died no doubt, and the thought alone made my vision tunnel, made my wolf howl inside me so loud I thought my skull would crack open.Walking into her room and seeing dead bodies was insane, eight of the

Vivienne’s POV“Viv… just let us see you once!” Maya’s voice came through the door, loud and pleading, followed by the heavy thud of her fist banging against the wood again, desperate enough that I could picture her leaning her whole body into it, forehead pressed to the door like she could will it open with sheer stubbornness.I ignored it. I sat on the edge of the bed, elbows on my knees, staring at the floor where dried blood still stained the cracks between the stones, dark and stubborn like it refused to be cleaned away completely. The room still smelled faintly of iron and feathers, the mattress had been replaced but the air remembered, and every breath pulled the memory back in.“We’re sorry we weren’t home to heal you, it was…” Mara started, voice softer, cracking at the edges like she was trying not to cry.“I’m not mad at anyone, girls,” I cut her off, loud enough to carry through the door but flat, and emotionless, like I was reading from a script I didn’t believe. “I j

VIVIENNE pov.“How dare you.”Dante’s voice was already a growl by the time the door slammed shut behind me, Alpha aura rolling off him in heavy, suffocating waves. “I told you not to get involved in our family issues.”I didn’t even slow down or even answer.I didn’t bow my head or lower my gaze like everyone else in this cursed pack seemed conditioned to do when one of them raised their voice.I walked straight past Kane, who was standing near the table like a statue carved out of muscle and bad decisions, past Ryker who was already grinning like he’d just been handed front-row tickets to chaos, and stopped right in front of Dante’s desk.Then I turned and sat. Right. On. His. Chair.The room froze and for half a second, even the air seemed to forget how to move.Dante’s eyes went wide, shock cracking clean through his usual iron control.“You...” his voice broke into something sharp and furious. “You fucking....”“Oh relax, your shit” I cut in calmly, crossing my legs like I owned

VIVIENNE’S POVLess than two hours to the wedding.The pack was glowing like a fucking crown jewel, lights blazing, music drifting across the compound, expensive laughter spilling into the night. Alphas. Mafias. Men who ruled cities and graves in equal measure, all dressed sharp, and smiling like nothing in this world could touch them.That was the problem.When men like this smiled together, blood was usually being priced somewhere else.I wasn’t wearing a gown, jewels or obedience.I was in black shorts, a tight top, boots with ruined soles, hair braided back tight so nothing could grab it. I crouched on the roofline of the west annex, fingers digging into cold slate, lungs steady despite the height. Below me, the compound pulsed with life. Guards moved in clean patterns, torches and soft lights marking paths. Beyond the walls, farther than the wedding noise, lay the old watch complex, abandoned to outsiders, guarded tonight for no official reason.That was where the whispers led,

VIVIENNE pov.“When will she wake up?”The voice deep, and unfamiliar pulled me out of a black fog. My skull felt split, jaw locked, and ribs ached with every shallow breath.What the hell happened?I remembered running. Bleeding, gown ripped, and stumbling through trees.Shadowcrest dissolving behind me, rage, betrayal, heartbreak, and then nothing but the sound of my own feet crunching wild earth.Then, I encountered hunting parties, shouts, flashing lights. Something huge crashing out of the dark. Boar. Fuck. A wild boar crashed into me and I hit my head. The memory stabbed through my skull and I groaned, forcing one eye open, pain flaring so bright I almost blacked out again.“Brother, she’s awake!”A girl’s voice this time, bright and too loud, much too cheerful for my taste. Movement, hurried feet, shadows shifting around the edge of my vision. My body was one giant bruise, felt like I’d been trampled by every wild thing in the damn forest.I tried to sit up and swore under my