We are all THIEVES

RainThe car tires crunched on the gravel as we pulled up to the main gate of the mansion. My heart was already thumping against my ribs like a trapped bird. Usually, the guards would stand tall, salute, and open the gate with a nod. Not today.This place was calm. Not that it always made me want to worry, but this time was different. This was the kind of calm that was almost eerie. Ringing bells of trouble."Look," River whispered. His voice was thin.I looked.And my stomach turned over. Right at the entrance, three of our best guards were slumped against the stone wall. Their necks were twisted at angles that weren't natural. Lifeless.Fuck!We drove further in, toward the inner courtyard. Four more men were sprawled across the grass. Seven dead. Just like that. No alarm. No struggle. Just silence.Boss.This was his handiwork. He had done this before. The last time he came visiting impromptu like this.He knew his face must not be seen in Dark-hearts yet, he maneuvered his way int

Needle. Seed. Subjection. We are caught.

Rain"I have been faithful to you for two years, Boss," I whispered. "I’ve done everything you asked. I’ve moved the essence. I endangered my life.I had to drive the moon essence once myself through a storm just to deliver your batch,” I reminded him. “There is just a problem right now. It's the pack, not me."The Boss let out a short, dry laugh. He turned to one of the men standing in the shadows behind him."Can you see the audacity of this midget?" the Boss asked. He pointed at me like I was a circus animal. "Do you see this thing? Reminding me of the sacrifices he thinks he made for me?"He turned back to me, his face turning red with rage. He started vibrating with anger."Do you boys remember that we have just three weeks?" he shouted. He leaned into my face. "Three fucking weeks! In three weeks, you leave this hellhole! In three weeks, we are done here! And you decide to mess up my timeline with silly excuses!?"Silence."The coronation!" he screamed. "It’s happening in three

Multiple Seeds Of Betrayal

Debbie I stood behind the heavy velvet curtains, my fingers digging into the fabric so hard my nails pierced the weave. My heart wasn’t just beating; it was slamming wildly and uncontrollably against my ribs, trying to break free from the horror I was witnessing. The air in the room felt like it had been replaced with poison. Through the tiny crack in the curtains, I had seen it all. I had seen the lifeless bodies of the guards outside—men I saw every morning, men who had families. Who greeted me every time I came here with enthusiasm in their faces. Dead. Still. Motionless. But that was not all. I had seen the slap that nearly took Rain’s head off, from that man called the boss. I had seen the needles, the stifled sniffs they had used to pierce them. And whatever the content was, I didn't know. I couldn't even guess. But it was these that were killing me. These moments. These realizations. It was these words. That my ears had heard. Words that refused to fade. “I’ve planted enou

Blood before truth

DebbieI let out a harsh, broken laugh, the sound tearing painfully out of my chest. It echoed in the empty room. "Take me with you? After you practically waited for the destruction of my marriage? After you lied about every single thing? You think I’d go anywhere with people who inject themselves with god-knows-what just to stay alive? You’re disgusting!""Debbie, look at us," Rain pleaded. His eyes were red, filled with a desperate kind of pain. "We are dying in this house. That man... he owns us. We were just trying to survive." For a moment, I paused, my breath catching in my throat. I could feel my hands trembling slightly.That man — he owns us. The word rang again and again in my ears. He owned them, like they were nothing more than property. It made my stomach twist with anger and fear.What did they mean? I mean, I saw it, they didn't have a say over this man. They were like slaves. They looked nothing like the sons of the great alpha of Dark-Hearts, nothing like the proud me

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We are all THIEVES

Needle. Seed. Subjection. We are caught.

Multiple Seeds Of Betrayal

Blood before truth