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Rain The woods went dead silent. It was a silence so heavy it felt like it was crushing us. I felt my heart stop, then start again with a slow, painful thud. Rex didn't move. He didn't blink. But I could see the way his knuckles turned white as he gripped the car door. "You know, Black told me it was a chore he had to finish. He went on lying about how Debbie would just grace the ceremony because he was still legally married to her, and that during this coronation ritual he was going to divorce her under the full moon and make full moon vows to me, then I will be crowned his Luna," she continued blabbing. "He said the baby’s remains are buried in the deepest part of the palace grounds. Only the people working with the High Priest are allowed to go there." I felt a wave of nausea hit me. A child. A baby. Our family. Black hadn't just taken Debbie; he had murdered a life before it even began. And worse, he had called it a bastard. Then, Chloe said, looking between the three of u

Debbie The light of the morning sun didn't feel like a blessing. It felt like a countdown. It crawled across the cold stone floor of my room, slow and grey, marking the hours I had left to live. I sat on the very edge of the bed, my fingers digging into the thin mattress. I looked down at my hands. They were shaking. They wouldn't stop. Today is the day, the Ritual day. The sound of the heavy oak door creaking open made me jump. My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird. It was the old lady. She walked in, her face like wrinkled leather. She carried a silver tray, and the smell hit me immediately: roasted meat, sweet honey, and fresh bread. My stomach let out a painful growl at the sight of the food. I hadn't eaten in twenty-four hours. Not because they didn't give me food, but because I wanted to follow instructions—or do more than I was supposed to. My throat was so dry it felt like it was full of hot sand. I wanted to scream for that food. I wanted to grab the

Chloe I stood on the ritual ground, my chest tight. The air was thick with the smell of burning wood and heavy incense. It was an open site, a massive stone circle built deep within the palace walls for nights exactly like this one. Above us, the moon was a giant, glowing eye, but right now, it was partially covered with dark clouds. I was dressed in all that huge regalia—of course, a lamb of sacrifice positioned in the midst of the wolves. In the center of the ground, I saw the procession. A figure in white was being led toward the altar. Her walk was slow and stiff. Her face was hidden behind a thick, heavy white veil that draped all the way to her chest. My heart thumped. That was her. The substitute. Meaning the plan worked. The thick veil was our biggest advantage. In this light, under that heavy fabric, no one could see that the girl acting like a drugged dummy wasn't Debbie. Black stood near the altar, his eyes shining with a greedy, dark light. Of course, he thought his

BlackThe night air was cool, but inside, I felt like a furnace. I stood by the altar, watching the girl in the white veil. She was standing so still. Too still.A knowing smirk came to my face.I’m not a fool.You don’t become the Alpha of a pack like this by being blind. No,I had noticed it the moment Chloe left the palace that morning. The way she walked. The way she wouldn't look me in the eye. Everything about her screamed wrong. Not to talk about the last few days since she came here.The car she used while going out that morning had a tracker on it.It was easy. I watched the little red dot on my screen move to places it shouldn't have been. I watched it sit in an alleyway near the old docks for an hour.It moved into the old woods of the pack, a place that was so close to the triplets' territory.It rang a bell in my head. This girl must be planning something fancy.Then, when she came back, my guards at the gate told me everything. They told me about the "maids" in the back

Rex.The world didn't end with a bang. It ended with a soft, wet thud.I was reaching for Debbie. My fingers were inches away from her cloak. I could see the terror in her eyes. I could see Black’s hand bruising her skin.“Rex! Look!” Rain’s voice came.Then, I heard the sound. A heavy, metal bolt from a crossbow tore through the air. I turned. I saw it. I saw it coming. It was aimed at my heart. I was wide open. I was dead.But the pain didn't come.Instead, a body slammed into mine. It was faster.River.The sound of the bolt hitting his chest was loud. It was the sound of a knife hitting a piece of fruit. Everything stopped. The drums, which had been beating like a hammer, went silent. The guards froze. The air itself seemed to turn into ice.River didn't scream. He just let out a small, soft "oh."He stumbled. I caught him before his knees hit the dirt. My hands went to his back, and almost instantly, I felt it. Warmth. Too much warmth. It was thick and sticky, soaking through his