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011: Red Again.

~Seren~I remain where I am, my eyes fixed on Lyra, unsure whether I should greet her again or simply step aside and continue with my work.Before I can decide, the sound of approaching footsteps comes from the opposite end of the corridor.Lyra’s expression changes instantly. The composed woman who had been standing before me suddenly brightens, and before I can even turn around, she walks past me without acknowledging my presence.I blink.Then I hear her voice. “Alpha Draven!”I turn instinctively. He is walking toward us, dressed in a dark shirt and black trousers, his expression as cold as it had been yesterday.The moment Lyra sees him, she hurries toward him with a smile that makes something inside me tighten for reasons I refuse to understand.“Draven, you are finally here.”He stops. Then, to my surprise, he bows slightly. “Lady Lyra.”His voice is polite, distant, and completely different from the way he speaks to me.Lyra does not seem bothered by his coldness. Instead, she

012: Dead Princess

~Seren~I remain standing in the middle of Seraphina’s little house, staring at the empty doorway as if she might suddenly appear if I stare hard enough.“Where are you?”I pull another strand of hair between my fingers; it's red. The black dye is disappearing faster now.My stomach twists and I begin pacing around the room, repeatedly checking the windows and door to see if someone might be watching me from outside.Where could she have gone?I sit down on the edge of the old wooden chair, trying to calm my breathing, but my thoughts refuse to settle.What if someone had found her?What if Tabitha knew she was alive?What if—A knock sounds against the door and I freeze.My heart jumps. “Seraphina?”I rush toward the door so quickly that I nearly trip over my own feet and I pull it open, but the person standing outside is not Seraphina.My excitement disappears instantly. “Ivie?”She stands there with a small basket hanging from one hand, her eyes widening slightly when she sees me.

013: Disguised Again.

~Seren~I can only stare at Seraphina. “You let a witch heal you?” Her voice is low, but the fear in it is unmistakable.I swallow. “It was Draven who brought the healer.”Seraphina’s expression changes immediately and she looks away from me.That small movement makes my stomach tighten. “What?”She walks toward the table and begins gathering the bottles scattered across it.“Seraphina, what aren’t you telling me?” She remains silent.I step closer. “You asked me whether I let a witch heal me. I told you what happened, so tell me what it means.”She finally turns toward me. “The witch is the reason your hair is changing.”My heart drops. “What?”“The dye did not simply wear off, Seren.” She reaches toward my hair and carefully examines one of the red strands. “The witch accelerated it.”I stare at her. “Why would she do that?”“I don’t know.” Her fingers move away from my hair. “But she did more than interfere with the dye.”My throat tightens. “What else did she do?”Seraphina hesit

014: A-Alpha?

~Draven~ I have spent the last hour listening to the same argument from men who have never had to carry the weight of my father’s death on their shoulders. I sit at the head of the long table, my fingers pressed against the armrest as Elder Rowan speaks. “Alpha, the betrothal ceremony is important for the stability of the pack.” I stare at him. He clears his throat. “Lyra’s family has already arrived, and the Eastern territories are watching this alliance closely.” Another elder nods. “Your marriage will strengthen the relationship between the two packs and prevent unnecessary tension.” I say nothing. They continue speaking as if my life is a political arrangement written on a piece of parchment and it annoys me. “Perhaps you should simply compose yourself,” Elder Marcus says. “You have been under considerable pressure since taking your father’s position.” My jaw tightens. “I am perfectly composed.” The elder gives me a cautious look. “You may not feel that way, Alpha.” A fe

015: Bite.

~Seren~I run.I run through the narrow path behind Seraphina’s house, clutching the hem of my dress in one hand while the other keeps my hair from falling across my face. My lungs burn, my shoes are already covered in dirt, and every few seconds I glance over my shoulder as though someone might suddenly appear behind me.I am supposed to be in the castle. I am supposed to be preparing for a betrothal ceremony.I slow when the castle wall comes into view.The main entrance is impossible. There are guards everywhere because of the ceremony, and I have no intention of walking through the front gates looking suspicious after disappearing for hours.Fortunately, there is another way. A short fence runs along the side of the castle, separating the servants’ path from the gardens. I look around before grabbing the top of it and climbing over.My foot lands awkwardly on the other side. I stumble.“Careful.”I freeze. A butler is standing several steps away and my heart nearly jumps out of my

0016: The rumor

~Seren~“By the Moon Goddess, I was only gone for a minute.”I turn toward the doorway so quickly that my shoulder nearly knocks against the wall.Marcel stands there, his expression nothing like the amused look I expect.There is no teasing. No raised eyebrow. No smug comment about interrupting whatever disaster Draven and I have managed to create.Instead, his face is serious. “Alpha,” he says, stepping farther into the room. “We have a problem.”Draven’s entire expression changes. Whatever tension had been hanging between us disappears under the cold authority of the Alpha everyone fears, and he straightens immediately.“What happened?”“The ceremony is starting earlier than expected.”My stomach drops. The Ceremony? Already?Marcel nods. “The guests from the other territories arrived earlier than anticipated, and the elders have decided there is no reason to delay the proceedings.”Draven’s jaw tightens. “How long have they been here?”“Thirty minutes.”Thirty minutes? I stare at

0017: Alpha Drake??

~Draven~Before Seren can answer, the doors at the end of the hall open and the conversations immediately begin to fade.One by one, the guests turn toward the entrance, and the servants straighten as the announcement rings through the hall.“Lady Lyra of Northcrest Pack in the Eastern Territories, arrives.”I look toward the entrance.Lyra walks into the hall with the confidence of someone who has never questioned whether she belongs in a room.Every step is measured, every movement deliberate, and the dark emerald fabric of her gown catches the candlelight as she walks between the rows of guests. Her hair is pinned neatly, her expression composed, and there is something about the way she carries herself that tells me she understands exactly what tonight means.This isn’t simply a ceremony to her. It is politics. Power. An alliance and she has clearly prepared herself to play her part.The room bows and I remain seated.My mother watches Lyra approach with a look of satisfaction tha

0018: The Traitors Suspicion

~Seren~My body goes numb. I forget how to breathe, how to move, even how to hold the tray in my hands as the man standing before me looks at me with a faint crease between his brows.“I believe we’ve met before.” The words struck me hard.Alpha.That is what everyone calls him now. Alpha Drake. The man who helped orchestrate the destruction of my family.The man whose name had once been spoken in my home as an ally, a powerful leader, someone my parents trusted enough to welcome through our gates, and my husband. Now, he stands before me wearing the crest of the pack that once belonged to my family— and everyone bows to him.Everyone respects him. Everyone calls him Alpha.The pain that spreads through my chest is so sudden that I nearly lose my balance. I force myself to breathe. If Drake recognizes me, everything Seraphina did will have been for nothing.I took every precaution because there was one person I could never afford to meet like this. Drake.I lower my head immediatel

0019: A Sudden Invasion.

~Draven~I should be listening to the elder announcing the final blessing. Instead, I am thinking about Seren.Again.I look across the hall. The ceremony is almost over, yet I can barely remember half of what has been said since Drake arrived.My attention keeps returning to the same moment. Drake looking at Seren. Seren freezing and the fear in her eyes.I have seen fear before, but Seren is not the type of woman who scares easily. She challenged me the first time we met. She argued with me in my own quarters. She walked away from me after I ordered her to follow me, and she had the audacity to tell me that being assigned to my quarters did not make her my possession.Yet the moment Drake looked at her, she became completely different. Why?I glance toward the servants’ entrance. She is no longer there. She disappeared before the ceremony even began.My jaw tightens. She has been disappearing far too often.First, she vanished from my quarters without telling anyone. Then Marcel cou

0020: His Silver Wolf

~Seren~The explosion tears me out of sleep.I jolt upright, my heart hammering violently against my ribs as the sound rolls through the castle, followed by desperate shouting and screaming.I stare into the darkness of my room, trying to understand what has happened.Then another crash shakes the windows. My eyes widen.I throw the blanket aside and stumble out of bed, barely registering the fact that my hair is still loose around my shoulders and that I am wearing the plain sleeping clothes I changed into after returning from the ceremony.My eyes are heavy with sleep, but fear wipes away whatever exhaustion remains and I run out.Something is happening outside and if the pack has been attacked, Ivie could be in danger.I rush through the corridor, my bare feet striking against the cold floor as voices grow louder the closer I get to the western grounds.Guards are running in the opposite direction, servants are hurrying toward safer areas and someone shouts that the gates need to b

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