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I told myself I didn’t care. I was lying. But Elijah’s face—tight, eyes dark with that fuck, this is bad look—made my stomach twist before he even opened his mouth. “It’s out,” he said, low and sharp. I frowned. “What?” He didn’t explain. Just shoved his phone at me, the screen blaring headlines I didn’t need to read twice. Luca Arkim Marries Human – Elders Kept in the Dark. Future Alpha Bonds With Weak Bloodline – Pack In Uproar. Humans Among Werewolves? Elders Demand Intervention.

He extended a trembling hand, offering the letters to Lucas. Lucas, without a word, started reading. His eyes darted across the pages as the servant watched, anxiety etched across his face. With each line he perused, Lucas's features grew progressively graver. The message was clear: there was a sinister plan to pit vampires against werewolves, and it was a scheme that could spell disaster for all of them.

I stood in the dim light, breathing slowly, trying to steady the shaking in my hands. The mark. The mark meant Marcus would find her. Not today. Maybe not tomorrow. But soon. The moment her wolf had awakened, the moment the mark had appeared, the concealment had begun to crack. And once it broke completely, there would be no hiding her anymore. I had known this day would come. I had spent twenty years preparing for it. But I had never imagined it would happen like this. With Olivia standing in the center of a mating ceremony, being rejected by the son of the man who had murdered her family.

These weren't mere rogues; they were instruments of something far older, far more twisted. One of their largest, a beast of a wolf with matted black fur and a missing eye, lunged past my direct line of sight, heading straight for my flank where Olivia was positioned. My wolf roared. Before I could pivot, before I could reach her, Liam, bless his loyal hide, intercepted. But the black wolf was too strong, too infused with dark power. It threw Liam aside, then snarled, its focus solely on Olivia. My blood ran cold. No.

“I know. But I wanted to breathe for a moment before Dominic calls.” Derek glanced back toward the doors, then lowered his voice. “Draven won’t take this lightly. You humiliated him in front of every Alpha and half the royals. He’ll plan something—something that doesn’t just attack your words. He’ll try to undermine your position… maybe even challenge Dominic’s authority outright.” Olivia’s lips quirked into the faintest smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “Let him try.” “Olivia—” “No.” She straightened, her posture commanding even without a crown. “No one should forget what I am. I am not just Dominic’s Luna, Derek. I am a werewolf. And I am a phoenix.”

He had no idea who he’d really bought. I was Olivia. I had survived my mother’s death being called my fault. I had survived a year in the private hell of Eric’s marriage. I had survived his rejection and the scorn of my entire pack. I had walked through fire and found a king who saw me. And I had just seen a good woman murdered to cover up my kidnapping. Lucas wanted a pretty Luna to decorate his arm and validate his power? He wanted obedience? He had just bought himself a war. I turned from the window. I would eat the breakfast. I would let the maid dress me. I would sit in his garden and smile if I had to.

Lilith's POV. How did he get involved with those bad guys? And why did they want him dead? “Alpha Oliver" I called in a low voice. His body lay cold still. For a moment, fear gripped me so tightly I couldn’t move or think; I couldn’t do anything but stare at him in horror as the reality of the situation settled in. How can Alpha Oliver be reduced to this? Someone must have set him up, because he's one of the most strongest Alpha in the history of werewolf clans, there's no way those men could have taken him down fairly.

Black Mist Pack Olivia Anderson “I see you are trying so hard to be brave, let me guess… you are the new Luna and we stand no chance…” Lila let out a loud laugh, it was so loud that it echoed through the trees. I looked on my side to see Mendoza who had already shifted into his massive wolf, growling at Lila. She stared at him like a bug that had to be squashed immediately. “Leave…before it gets worse for you…” I commanded. I could feel a strong power inside of me… I could feel my Chloe.

Damian said, his voice laced with shock and disbelief. "So, what does that mean?" Vivian asked, her tone revealing her confusion and fear. "I don't know yet, but that's not the most strange thing even... this whole town is flooded with werewolves. I can even smell them from here, and one thing wolves hate the most are vampires, and vice versa. Yet, a vampire is walking freely in werewolf territory, hunting and targeting teenage girls without any wolf resistance. That's really strange, really, really strange. So, I did some digging up for myself to find out who the Alphas of the wolves are, but interestingly, only one name was on all the wolves' lips... Lucian. Only one alpha is controlling t

A member went to Olivia's side and cut her palm. She groaned when a small drop of blood went out of her hand. She was sweating wet as she bit her lips to stop moaning. “Olivia, we wanted to know if it's true that you teamed up with Lycan Hector's wife to kill Richelle.” Olivia panicked. She didn't know that was the first question that they would ask. She moaned when energy came into her palm; she didn't think she was doing this.