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Scarlett pov“I, Kael Heart, reject you, Scarlett Monroe, as my mate.”The sentence echoed in my skull like a gunshot, even now—five years later—as he stood in front of me, the same eyes that once promised eternity now filled with something else. Guilt? Regret? I couldn’t tell, and I wasn’t sure I cared to know.The sound of the prison gates groaning open was louder than it should’ve been. Like they were announcing my release to the gods—and mocking me at the same time.Funny. Five years locked in a cell, and the memory that still hurt the most wasn’t the cold floor or the iron chains.It was the way he said my name when he rejected me.He hadn’t even looked at me when he said it. Just stared straight ahead, like I was a duty he’d finally washed his hands of.I’d bled for him. Loved him when there was nothing left of me to give. And when I needed him the most, he stood beside my mother and stepfather—silent—while they buried me alive.Now he was the one waiting for me outside the pris

NOT A MONROE

Scarlett povThe road home looked nothing like I remembered.Maybe it was the way the trees had grown taller, or how the shadows stretched longer across the gravel path. Or maybe it was me. Everything looked the same—but I wasn’t.Lucian drove like a man with something to prove, one hand on the wheel, the other clenched tight on the gearstick. The silence between us wasn’t awkward. It was heavy. Familiar. Like he didn’t know where to begin, and I didn’t want to ask him to.We passed the old riverbank where we used to skip stones as kids. The clearing where I first shifted. The training grounds where I was taught to fight like an alpha, not just a girl.I felt like a ghost passing through my own memories.“You’re quiet,” Lucian said finally.I shrugged, eyes still on the window. “I forgot what quiet felt like.”He glanced at me, something soft flickering behind his golden eyes. “You don’t have to talk. Just… you don’t have to go back there alone.”Back there. He meant home. If it still

MATE

Scarlett pov The sky had already started to dim when I woke, the light outside tinted with gold and bruised blue. I barely remembered falling asleep—only Lucian’s voice, steady and warm, and the weight of safety pulling me under.Now I stood in his kitchen, brushing sleep from my eyes, when he walked in with a strange look on his face.“You’re up,” he said.“Yeah,” I murmured, stretching my arms. “I needed it.”He nodded slowly. “You should probably change. I was going to take you to the estate. Thought we’d see what kind of storm your return stirred up.”I gave him a look. “A storm?”He smirked, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “More like whispers. People are talking. Wondering if the ghost of Scarlett Monroe really came home.”I sighed. “Let them wonder.”Ten minutes later, I was dressed in one of Lucian’s oversized hoodies and a pair of leggings that didn’t quite fit but worked well enough. My hair was a mess. I didn’t care.We stepped out into the cooling air, walking down the grave

REED DONOVAN

Reed pov I smelt her before I saw her.Juicy, fresh, floral. Crisp apple, lush jasmine, and creamy vanilla. It hit me like a storm—wild, warm, and maddening.Then I saw her.And before I could stop myself, I said it.“Mate.”The room froze.Scarlett Monroe looked as if she had been struck. Her eyes widened, lips parted, breath catching. Her reaction was irrelevant to my purpose here.I approached the center of the hall with measured steps. The scent of lies and ambition lingered here more than any perfume.“Prince Reed,” Alpha Reyes said, his tone polite but tense. “We are… honored by your unexpected arrival.”I nodded once. “Then perhaps you can explain why the Royal House received no formal notice of a succession ceremony in your territory.”A beat of silence.“That’s—” Reyes glanced toward the council members. “We hadn’t finalized—”“You initiated the ritual of succession,” I interrupted. “You called a gathering of Alphas. You allowed your son to take the dais in the absence of th

INTERRUPTED RITUAL

Scarlett pov The silence that followed Reed’s words was thunderous.Darius stood frozen, fists clenched, his chest heaving with restrained rage. Across the room, my stepfather said nothing, but his narrowed eyes screamed fury.The council shifted uncomfortably. Some looked at each other, others down at their hands, like they didn’t know whose side they were supposed to be on now that the royal seal was involved.I didn’t wait for anyone to speak.“This wasn’t just an attempted power grab,” I said calmly. “This was a coordinated betrayal. You planned to crown someone outside the Monroe line without rite, without council vote, and without even the basic respect to notify the royal house.”Reyes scoffed. “Don’t pretend you care about rites or law.”I turned to him. “You married into this pack, Reyes. You don’t speak for its legacy. You don’t understand it—and you never could.”Lucian stood to my right, silent but watchful. Kael was somewhere near the dais, his body still and unreadable.

ROGUE ATTACK

Scarlett pov He died at our feet.Collapsed mid-aisle, eyes still wide with terror, mouth parted in that last breathless word—“Rogues.”His blood soaked the floor in thick rivulets, trailing from the doorway to the stone beneath his body.No one moved. No one spoke.I stared at the broken warrior—barely more than a boy. I knew him. His name was Ashen. He used to sneak me apples from the kitchen when I trained late. He once cried after accidentally stepping on my foot during a festival dance.Now he was dead. Torn apart. Bleeding out in front of us.Because of me.A cold wind pushed through the broken window behind the dais. It carried the scent of something fouler than death.Rot. Fur. Blood.A low, distant howl pierced the silence.Followed by another—closer.And then—Crash.Glass rained from above as a rogue burst through a side window in a flash of teeth and claws.Screams fractured the room.One heartbeat of stillness.Then everything exploded.More rogues surged through the bro

NOT YOURS

Scarlett povI didn’t sleep.Even with Lucian pacing outside the guest room and guards stationed at every entry point of the estate, sleep felt like something that belonged to someone else.Not me.I stared at the ceiling, the ache in my limbs dull now but constant. My body still hadn’t recovered from the shift. Not just the physical toll—but the emotional whiplash.My wolf had been silent since the battle, but I could feel her still. Lurking beneath the surface. Restless. Waiting for something.For him.I rolled over and groaned. My muscles protested. The bruises from the fight bloomed across my skin like reminders—I was alive, and the world wanted to change that.A knock sounded at the door.Lucian didn’t wait for me to respond before he cracked it open. His hair was a mess, his jaw tight. “The council’s calling another meeting.”My voice came out rough. “Now?”“They want answers.” He stepped fully into the room, tossing a cloak onto the foot of the bed. “And so does Reed.”The bon

IN HEAT

Reed povThe morning air was cold and clean. Too clean, given the blood that had soaked the floors just hours ago.A letter waited for me on the table in my quarters. Heavy parchment, dark seal, pressed with the sigil of the Lycan King.It had arrived just before dawn. Not by raven or courier, but delivered by one of the King’s personal enforcers—quiet, fast, and already gone before most of the pack had risen.I broke the seal with a practiced thumb and scanned the contents.Three days.That’s how long I had to bring Scarlett Monroe to the capital.No ceremony. No requests. Just a directive.The King wanted to meet her. His words were careful but clear—he knew about the attempted succession, the rogue strike, and the return of a bloodline blessed by the Moon. He also knew about the mate bond. Somehow, word of it had already reached the capital. The King made no mention of surprise—only expectation. The entire Oakwood territory would be placed under watch, and a regiment of elite Lycan

NOT THE SAME GIRL

Scarlett pov The knock at the door was sharp. Too sharp.Reed’s mouth stilled against my throat. The heat between us fractured like glass meeting stone.We froze.Then another knock—louder. Demanding.I blinked, breath catching in my throat as reality came crashing back like a tide. My dress was half undone, Reed’s body pressed against mine, the bond between us still thrumming like it had teeth. And someone was on the other side of the door.“Scarlett?” came Kael’s voice.Not a guard. Not Lucian.Kael.Reed stepped back slowly, his jaw tense. “We’ll finish this later,” he murmured, voice low and rough, still tinged with something I didn’t dare name.I nodded, but the air between us was too thick, too scorched. I turned my back, fixing the torn strap of my dress just as the door creaked open.Kael didn’t wait to be invited.He stepped inside like he had a right to, like he hadn’t forfeited that right the day he let them send me away. His eyes took in the scene—me flushed, disheveled,

DEPARTURE

Scarlett pov The first thing I heard that morning wasn’t birdsong.It was the sound of boots—heavy, synchronized—marching through the pack grounds.By the time I stepped outside, the sun was still low, burning pale gold across Oakwood. But the territory didn’t feel like mine anymore.They came in black and silver armor, the Lycan King’s crest stamped over their chests—a crescent moon flanked by twin wolves. Their movements were precise, every step in unison, every glance sharp. There was no mistaking them for ordinary warriors. These were royal sentries. The kind of men who didn’t just defend a kingdom—they enforced it.They came in black and silver armor, the Lycan King’s crest stamped over their chests—a crescent moon flanked by twin wolves. Their movements were precise, every step in unison, every glance sharp. There was no mistaking them for ordinary warriors. These were royal sentries. The kind of men who didn’t just defend a kingdom—they enforced it.The air shifted as they spr

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