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Chapter 12Bella's POVMy eyes scanned around the entire place as I thought of where to go and how to leave.I had no idea where I could run to. My mind was blank, spinning in circles, and I could only wish that if I was finally able to scale through the walls, I would be able to run as fast as possible—faster than fear, faster than whoever might come after me. I didn’t even know what waited beyond those walls, but anything had to be better than staying.The first time I tried to climb, I found out just how steep it was. My fingers barely found any grip, my feet slipping against the rough surface as my nails scraped against stone. It was higher than it looked from the ground, intimidating and almost mocking. But that didn’t deter me. I went back at it again, swallowing the sting in my palms and the ache in my arms, trying my best not to let the setback from earlier push me back into helplessness.I needed to escape. That was all that mattered. Nothing else. Not the consequences. Not t

Chapter 14Bella's POVI was brought back to the chambers where I had first opened my eyes in this pack — the same cold walls, the same suffocating silence, the same haunting reminder that this was never my home. The air smelled just as it had that night, sterile and foreign, like a place meant to contain something dangerous. Me.Someone from India had returned to help me settle into the room. She moved carefully around me, almost nervously, as if I were made of glass and might shatter at any second. She had been commanded to help me out of the seventh class wing and to make sure I was fed properly, because I had already reduced so much weight from the hunger Kathy had subjected me to while I was imprisoned. I could feel it in my bones — the weakness, the trembling beneath my skin. I had heard that he had locked Kathy up in his own cell because she had gone against him and set me out of the prison without his consent. Even though she had explained that she was disciplining me, he had

Chapter 16Bella’s POVI could be free from Theoreon.But that was only if I was willing to become Kade’s ally. Only if I was willing to agree to his plans and go through with whatever it was he wanted me to do.And somehow, I couldn’t bring myself to accept that so easily.I couldn’t bring myself to believe that he meant what he had just told me.Growing up, I had been raised to believe that the Lycans were liars. That they lied whenever it was convenient for them, whenever they wanted to gain something. They did not hesitate to swear on the Moon Goddess’ name if it meant securing power or advantage. That was what we were taught. That was what my pack repeated over and over like a warning passed down through generations.Never trust a Lycan.I wondered whether that was truly the truth… or just fear disguised as wisdom.And now here I was, standing before Kade — a Lycan prince — promising me freedom when he did not even seem powerful enough to oppose his own brother openly.“I am Theo

Theorone I blearily opened my eyes, the royal chambers tilting like a ship in storm-swell. Everything was blurred at the edges—firelight smearing into amber streaks across the stone walls, the heavy tapestries breathing in and out with my uneven pulse. My mouth tasted of iron and something cloying, unnatural. The aphrodisiac coursed through me like slow poison turned to liquid fire; my limbs were stone, my thoughts molasses-thick. I could not even lift my head properly. I did not know where I was, not truly. I did not know who I was beyond the throbbing ache between my legs and the desperate, animal heat clawing up my spine.Then I felt her.A woman—warm, impossibly soft—straddled my hips. She was already seated deep, my bare cock swallowed to the root inside slick, gripping velvet. She moved without pause, rolling her pelvis in slow, deliberate circles that dragged every ridge of me along her inner walls. Then faster abd harder. The wet slap of skin meeting skin echoed through the

Bella's POV I stood reluctantly in front of Theoreon’s chambers, exactly where Kade had directed me after he opened the door to my own room and told me to leave. The evening had settled thick over the castle, shadows pooling in the corridors, and I could not find a single servant anywhere. Part of me wanted to turn back, to pretend I had never heard the order, but I had come this far. For weeks now I had been doing these things, small degradations and larger ones, all for the promise of my freedom. One more night. One more task. Then maybe the chains would loosen.Kade had pressed the herb into my palm earlier, a small dried bundle that smelled faintly of earth and something sharper. He said it would help me not think about what I was going to do. Help me forget that I was about to give myself slowly, deliberately, to Theoreon—the Lycan King—who was practically a stranger. Someone I had barely known except as the face of my enemy, the one whose name had been whispered like a curse in