All Chapters of HER SCENT, HIS UNDOING : Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

~Seren~“Keep your head down, speak only when spoken to, and do not—under any circumstances draw attention to yourself.”Gwen’s voice was sharp and completely uninterested in whether I lived or died in this pack.I adjusted the sleeve of the maid uniform that swallowed my arms like it had been stitched for someone twice my size. “If I wanted attention, I wouldn’t be wearing this.” I muttered.Her eyes flicked to me briefly, “Good, then try not to die in his room.”I paused, “Is that supposed to be comforting?”“It’s supposed to be realistic,” she replied, already turning away. “You’ve been assigned to Alpha Draven’s chamber, clean thoroughly, leave quickly and do not provoke him.”His name alone made my chest tighten. Even before exile, before everything collapsed, I knew that name so well.My father’s voice echoed in my head, “That man is not to be trusted. He is our nemesis! An enemy to our pack.”And now…I was being sent to his room, dressed in a servant outfit. Seriously, life has

(Draven)I leaned back in the chair, placing my palm on my forehead. Nothing about the situation felt stable enough to trust. Marcel stood by me with his arms folded, watching me with an expression when I wanted to do something he already disapproved of.“The bond is active,” he said again. “There’s no denying it anymore, Draven.”I scoffed under my breath, staring at the ceiling instead of him. “A maid cannot be my mate.” I could not understand whatever madness the universe was trying to sell to me because, how can the moon goddess give a maid as my mate???Marcel exhaled slowly, as if I had asked him for the hundredth time. “And yet your wolf disagrees.”I said nothing because he was right. The moment she walked into my room, my wolf was not calm anymore. He kept screaming. Mate. Mate. Mate.And it echoed inside my skull like something trying to break free from a cage and every time I tried to suppress it, it grew sharper and more violent.The door swung open and both of us turned a

The moment Marcel finishes speaking, the entire hall falls into a silence so heavy that I can practically feel dozens of eyes crashing into me from every direction, and for one horrifying second I genuinely wonder if I somehow misheard him, because there is absolutely no way the Alpha of this pack just announced that I would be moving into his private quarters like some kind of treasured possession in front of every maid here.I stare at Marcel then my eyes move to Draven. Neither of them look like they are joking and my disbelief quickly turns into outrage.“I’m sorry,” I say slowly, my voice cutting through the silence with dangerous calm, “did you just say I’m moving into his quarters?”Marcel opens his mouth to speak but I immediately raise my hand.“No,” I snapped before he could speak. “Actually, don’t answer that because I heard you perfectly fine.” The tension inside the hall increases instantly.Several maids lower their heads further like they are trying to avoid being assoc