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Kyle’s POVThat mirror will never change my face or my appearance. I know that. Even though Ale’s attitude toward me has been a little better since I’ve been in this body, there’s still a sense of regret that gnaws at my mind every time I see my reflection in the mirror.If only I had followed Ale’s instincts back then, this wouldn’t have happened.She isn’t a seer like Jeremiah, but from what she told me about her father who never left the Night Hunter Pack, and about Alea and Lex who might not be who they seem, and so much more—it means she knows something, even if only in small doses and in the form of hunches or vibrations, as she put it.I should have listened to her and not acted like a know-it-all.There was a knock on the door. Ale entered with a tray in her hands, which I noticed was filled with food and medicine. Without saying much, she set it on the nightstand.“We’re going to train again today, aren’t we?” she asked. I stared at her for a while. Her hair was half-wet. Did

Kyle’s POVMy hands have been clenched into fists since earlier. My gaze hasn’t left Ale, who’s still lying there with her eyes closed, unconscious since yesterday. I have no idea what Lex gave her that’s causing her to go through this.She isn’t Ale… I know that. Something happened when we let our guard down and believed that the Jeremiah we saw was the real one, so Ben and I left Ale with him, hoping he’d look after her. But the opposite happened.My beautiful Ale… has now turned into Alea.I looked away, not wanting to see the face that disgusted me every time I was with her. How could I have forgotten? Alea, possessed by Lex’s soul before—a soul that always craved other men to satisfy her desires—and now that body is inhabited by the soul of the woman I love so deeply.Is this how Ale felt when she saw me turn into someone else?“Do you hate seeing her?” Ben asked as he entered Ale’s room, and it seemed he noticed how I turned away and released my grip on Ale’s hand. “It’s fine. I

Alejandra’s POV“DADDY!!!” I rushed toward my father, who was already lifeless. My heart felt like it was shattering into a million pieces right then and there.His entire body was covered in bloody wounds and bruises. His blood hadn’t dried yet, so I guessed the torture had taken place no more than 24 hours ago.“Dad, no... please don’t leave me. What am I supposed to do without you?” I pulled his stiff, lifeless body into my arms. I tried to wake him, but of course it was in vain.Dad would never open his eyes again.Kyle froze in place, but his gaze was fixed straight on my father’s body. He didn’t interrupt me at all, but let me hold Dad, clean the wounds on his body, and then lay him gently on the cold floor.I was still wailing, unable to bear seeing the person I loved most gone in the cruelest way.“Who did this, Dad? Tell me. I won’t let them get away with this,” I said, stroking Dad’s face between sobs. “Whoever it is, I’ll finish them off. I’ll make them feel something even

Alejandra’s POVBen and I had returned to the penthouse first, and in the middle of the night, Jeremiah—now in Kyle’s body—came. Ben and I opened the door and found him looking disheveled.“Ben was right about Lex—she's a sex monster,” he said, and the others laughed. But then he pulled me into his arms. “I’m sorry about your father, Ale. I’m sorry I didn’t have time to do anything to protect him.”I, still holding back unstoppable tears, unconsciously let them fall. Jeremiah wanted to see my father’s body, and we showed him where it was.Ben prepared a special room for Dad, and when we entered with Jeremiah, he approached and examined him.Like a skilled forensic pathologist, Jeremiah examined and scrutinized every inch of my father’s skin, but without an autopsy, he knew exactly which parts had sustained damage that caused his death.“They tortured him for quite some time,” he said. “How did he end up in the Blood Moon Pack?”I shook my head weakly. “I didn’t expect to find him ther

Kyle’s POV I can’t trust the Night Hunter Pack’s leadership, but I can trust the government of my own pack. I gathered a few Gamma, Delta, and other warriors, including my beta, Angela, in a secret room known only to me and those few. They are my trusted allies, and I can guarantee they won’t betray me—I’ve tested them time and again. I don’t trust many people because the more people there are, the more complicated things get, and it often leads to betrayal. Everyone had gathered, and they were looking at me skeptically. They must still be doubtful after being led for some time by someone who made many significant changes—the harvest yields have declined, livestock have gone missing or died mysteriously, and there are policies that make no sense. How do I know? I’ve been watching. Even though I couldn’t do much, I had to watch how that scoundrel was destroying my pack. “What else do you want us to do? You asked us to provide special omegas to serve you and those depraved cou