When Does Ruthless Come On Novels & Stories

When the red light on the camera blinks off, the weight in my chest doesn’t lift. “You did great,” Rachel says as she gathers her gear. “You were calm, clear. That matters.” “When will it air?” “Tomorrow evening, six o’clock. Then online after.” She hesitates, almost shy. “For what it’s worth, I believe you. I’ve seen real con men, and they don’t look tired the way you do.” I manage a weak smile. “That’s… reassuring, I guess.” She laughs softly, then leaves with her cameraman, the door closing behind them with a click that echoes louder than it should.

"Send scouts to monitor their movements closely. We'll strike when they're most vulnerable." Ryan nodded and left to relay my orders. Alone in my tent, I allowed myself a moment to process the day's events. The victory was ours, but the war was far from over. Adrian was a formidable opponent, and I knew he wouldn't take this defeat lightly. The moonlight cast shadows on the walls of my chamber, and I felt a pang of nostalgia. This battle had reminded me of my early days as Alpha, when every decision felt like a test of my leadership. But those days were long gone. I was no longer the untested leader struggling to prove himself. I was Magnus, the Ruthless Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, and I had

Are you glowing with confidence or dying inside? A humorless smile tugs at my lips. Me: Dying, badly. Nora: Elena?? What happened?? The reply comes instantly. My chest tightens as I stare at the screen, unable to form words. Then she sends another message. Nora: Okay. I’m taking you out tonight. Blue Ember Bar. 8 PM. No excuses. Wear something hot, we are drinking this pain away. Despite the weight pressing on me, a small smile tugs at my lips.

His chest heaved, a rattling, dry rasp that sent a spray of dark blood across my knuckles. "Too... late..." he wheezed, his eyes widening as they rolled back toward the bleeding crimson moon above us. His gaze locked onto mine, his teeth bared in a terrifying, final grin of pure, unadulterated madness. "The cycle... is sealed, Alpha. You think you're fighting for a throne? You think you're fighting for a bloodline?" He let out a strangled laugh that turned into a wet cough, his fingers tightening until the fabric of my shirt tore.