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∆JULIAN’s POV∆ "Bring out the wine for our honored guest, you useless piece of trash!" Rook’s roar cut through the hallway. He was the manager of this club, which belonged to Alpha Blake’s Frost Pack. "Coming! You pathetic weakling who can't even get hard without alcohol!" I muttered under my breath. I kept my voice low so no one in the corridor could hear me. I held the cold glass bottle with both hands, my palms slippery as I moved fast down the hallway. One million dollars. That was what Rook kept bragging this red wine was worth. To me, it was one million reasons for Rook to peel my skin off if I dropped it. I knew how ugly things got when a guest lost his temper. Just last month, another Omega servant had his eye cut out with glass simply because he didn't put on the exact dress a guest wanted. This underground trading club sat deep inside the Frost Pack's forest territory, hidden behind secret doors. To the outside world, we didn't exist. To the trainers

∆JULIAN’s POV∆ “I swear you'll enjoy this….” CRACK. A blinding pain exploded through my left leg as the kneecap shattered. “Ahhhhhh!” An inhuman scream tore out of my throat, ripping my vocal cords to shreds as my vision snapped to white. My spine buckled, my body sagging lifelessly against the post. Cold sweat burst from every pore on my skin as I gasped for air, every tiny pulse of my heart driving needles straight into my hip. Mara crouched in front of me, watching my face with a cruel smile. “Still refusing to beg?” she sneered. I clenched my teeth and glared at her through the tears blurring my vision. “Fuck you.” Her smile disappeared as she grabbed my broken leg and deliberately shifted it an inch. A violent bolt of pain ripped through me. My head slammed back against the wooden post, and a strangled cry escaped before I could swallow it. “That's better,” Mara murmured, almost pleased. “I was starting to think you didn't have any pain left in you.” S

∆JULIAN’s POV∆ Blake Thome stared down at me like I was some kind of plague. He couldn't wait to wash off his body in disgust. He stood there puffing out his chest, completely full of himself, just waiting for me to shatter. He expected me to do what every desperate servant did, fall to my knees, beg for mercy, and plead with him to take back his rejection. He actually believed that his high-and-mighty Alpha title made him some kind of prized reward. He never imagined that I wouldn't even deign to become a mate to someone like him. Why would I plead with a man who saw me as nothing? Pleading was for people who still had something left to lose, or people who actually believed these arrogant Alphas had a shred of mercy in their hearts. I had spent twelve years watching men like Blake step on people like me just to keep their boots clean. I looked straight into his cold, handsome face, squeezed my jaw tight against the throbbing pain in my knee, and let a wide, mocking smirk spread

∆ALPHA KING ADRIC’S POV∆ "Everyone, get out." I slumped back on my throne, rubbing my eyes as I watched the line of men and women standing in front of me. They were all young, pretty, and came from wealthy noble families. My court had spent weeks picking them out just for me, but looking at their nervous faces only made my head hurt even worse. "Yes, Your Majesty," they whispered in unison. They practically scrambled out of the hall, bowing as fast as they could. You could see the panic in their eyes. They weren't afraid because I shouted or threatened them. They were afraid because everyone in Silvercrest knew what happened to those who tested my patience. The moment the massive doors slammed shut, leaving the hall completely silent, a guard hurried into the room and dropped to one knee. “Your Majesty.” I looked at him, my fingers still tapping slowly against the armrest. “Speak.” “Lord Cassian has refused to pay the royal levy again.” My fingers stopped. “Again?”

∆ALPHA KING ADRIC'S POV∆ I kicked the carriage door wide open and threw myself into the trees before the wheels even stopped turning. "Your Majesty! Wait!" Captain Vane’s voice bellowed from behind me, full of panic. "Guards, follow the King! Draw your weapons! Move!" I ignored their heavy footsteps and panicked shouts behind me. My heart was beating faster with every step I took. The air was thick with the same scent of wild berries, sweet floral notes, and a sharp edge of spice, the intoxicating smell of my mate. But mixed right into it was the smell of fresh, warm blood, getting stronger with every step I took. Suddenly, a loud, pain-filled scream echoed through the quiet forest, slicing right through my chest like a blade. In my mind, Jax went completely wild, his claws digging deep into my thoughts. 'No! No!' he wailed, his voice full of panic. 'Are you fucking kidding me?! We just found our mate! We just smelled our mate’s scent, and now our mate is dying?! Adric, i