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Melissa.I opened my eyes slowly.Or at least—I tried to.They felt unbearably heavy, as though something invisible was pressing them shut. My lashes fluttered weakly before parting just enough to let in fragments of light.Everything was blurry.Shapes bled into one another. Shadows moved where there shouldn’t have been movement. For a moment, I couldn’t tell if my eyes were open at all or if I was still trapped inside whatever dream had held me.My head throbbed dully.A slow, pulsing ache spread from the back of my skull to my temples, throbbing in steady, merciless waves. It wasn’t sharp enough to make me cry out, but it was persistent, dull and heavy, like something pressing from the inside, demanding attention I could barely give.I blinked.Even that simple motion felt exhausting.My eyelids dragged against each other as though weighted, reluctant to part. The faint light beyond them seemed too bright, too invasive, stabbing softly at the ache in my head.Where…?The word forme

Melissa.For a moment, I forgot how to breathe.The world narrowed until there was nothing left but the man standing in the doorway.Talk, broad shoulders filling the frame of the door and he was painfully familiar.My heart slammed violently against my ribs as my mind struggled to catch up with what my eyes were seeing.“Louis…?” My voice barely made it out of my throat.It sounded small, fragile and uncertain. It was more like I was daydreaming. But the moment his name left my lips, something in his face broke open.Relief.Pure, overwhelming relief.He crossed the room in long strides, stopping only when he reached the side of the bed. Up close, I could see the exhaustion etched into his features, the faint shadow beneath his eyes, like someone who hadn’t slept properly in days.But none of that dimmed the warmth in his gaze.“Melissa,” he said again, softer this time.My chest tightened.Louis.My childhood friend.The boy who used to climb trees with me behind the old house. The

Caleb.The fire took longer to die than I expected.Flames clung stubbornly to the old wood of the isolated building, devouring beam after beam as guards rushed back and forth with buckets of water. Smoke rolled thickly into the night sky, choking the air and stinging my eyes, but none of us stepped away.Not me.Not Cain.Not the guards who could feel the weight of our presence behind every command they followed.“Faster!” I barked hoarsely, my voice already raw from the smoke. “Put it out!”Water splashed against the burning structure in frantic waves. Steam hissed as it met the heat, rising in clouds that blurred the courtyard.Somewhere behind me, Cain stood motionless. I didn’t need to look to know his face had gone pale.None of us were speaking about it yet.But the thought hung between us like a blade waiting to fall.She was inside.Locked in there.Because we ordered it.Another beam cracked loudly as it collapsed inward. Guards shouted and pulled back for a moment before su

Cain.For a moment, I remained frozen.The words Lycan Prince echoed inside my mind like a distant thunderclap, unsettling something deep within my instincts.Slowly, I turned my head toward the door.“Come inside!” I ordered immediately.My voice was calm, but the tightness in my chest betrayed the unease creeping beneath my control.The door opened almost immediately. A servant stepped inside, bowing deeply as he approached my desk. In his hands was a sealed envelope, the parchment thick and expensive, its dark wax crest stamped with a symbol I recognized instantly.The Lycan crest.Even before touching it, I could feel the weight of what it represented.I carefully moved Amelia off my lap just enough to reach forward and take the letter.The servant bowed once more before retreating silently from the room, closing the door behind him.The study grew quiet again.My fingers broke the seal.The wax snapped with a soft crack, and I unfolded the letter slowly, my eyes scanning the eleg

Cain.Days passed by hurriedly, almost too quickly for me to keep track of them.Preparations were made, messages were exchanged, and before I truly realized how much time had gone by, I found myself standing inside the grand banquet hall of the Lycan prince.The hall itself was enormous, far larger than any gathering space I had ever attended before. Tall pillars lined the sides of the room, carved with ancient symbols that spoke of power and authority. Golden chandeliers hung high above us, their warm light reflecting against polished floors and long tables filled with expensive food and wine.Everywhere I looked, there were Alphas.Powerful men from different packs across the territories, all seated in their designated places, their expressions controlled yet watchful.No one here had come casually.Everyone knew whose invitation this was.I took my seat slowly and reached for the goblet placed in front of me.Without thinking too much about it, I lifted the cup and gulped the wine