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Killian’s PI returned to the slave quarters just as the sun began to set, the sky painted in soft shades of orange and crimson. My footsteps echoed against the stone floor, slower than usual, the moment I walked into the slaves quarters, everyone froze, it was like time itself stopped."Killian!" someone yelled.Others turned to me, gasps filling the air as they stared at me like I was some kind of ghost. “Kai,” Theo called from behind. I slowly turned to him, my lips curled into a faint smile. He rushed to me, pulling me into a hug before I could stop him. Theo was always this emotional freak, we were the complete opposite of each other but we were inseparable, if anything had happened to me, I knew it won't take long for him to snap. “I thought you were dead,” he said, his voice choked with tears as he released me from his grip. “Are you crying?” I snorted. He smiled, wiping his tears. “Do you have any idea how worried I was?” He eyed, removing a dagger from his pants. A lo

Raven’s POVI lunged at him, my claws bared, my mind consumed by rage. He dodged, barely, but I still caught his shoulder with my nails.He winced but didn’t attack. Instead, he defended each move, very fast, faster than most of my people I called the best of sentinels. I swung again. He ducked and rolled away, but I chased him, fists slamming into his gut. He gasped, stumbling back, just as I wanted to punch his face, he caught my fist mid air. Our eyes locked for a brief moment before he released his grip with a bow. "You’re not just a slave," I growled.He didn’t respond, I got angry and swung my fist at him, he just moved, fast as lightning, pushing me back.At that moment,I knew he had the upper hand but then he paused.I saw the hesitation in his eyes, and that was all I neededI kicked his leg out from under him, sending him crashing to the ground. Before he could move, I was on top of him, claws at his throat, my breath ragged.“Any last words?” I spat.“I surrender,” he w

Raven’s POV"Raven! Raven, wake up!"I heard a voice calling out to me, pulling me from the darkness. Someone shook me hard, and suddenly, my eyes flew open.I gasped, taking in a sharp breath. My body jerked as if I had just returned from the dead. Everything was blurry at first, but then I saw a familiar face—Damien. He was leaning over me, his eyes filled with both relief and frustration."Thank the moon goddess," he muttered, pulling me into a tight hug. I groaned in pain, he pulled back immediately. “Sorry,” he muttered, getting off the bed. I cleaned my blurry eyes, my hands moving to my chest, my eyes widened in alarm, realizing the clothes around Mt chest were gone. I don't remember unwrapping the clothes. The last thing I could recall was the unbearable pain—the venom burning through my veins, spreading like fire. I remembered stabbing myself with my own dagger to stop it, but after that… nothing.I looked down, my jaw dropped open. The wound was completely stitched up.

Killian’s POV.The night was filled with laughter and music from the grand feast in the palace. The warriors were celebrating their victory, eating and drinking without a care. But down here, in the lower courtyard where the slaves lived, it was a different world.I stood with my arms crossed, watching a cruel scene unfold. A group of high servants—people only slightly above us slaves, had cornered a boy named Mikel. He was small, thin, and weak from years of hard work with little food, rumors have it that he was born here by a rogue and rogues were despised both werewolves and Lycans, so you can say he was a little lower than slaves. Earlier that day, he had made a mistake by spilling wine on a Beta’s robe. And now, he was paying the price—more like some nobodies who just wanted to trample on the weak, even after the poor boy was forgiven by the higher ups. Jarek, the biggest and meanest of the servants, kicked Mikel in the ribs. "You're worthless," he sneered. "A rat like you sho

Raven’s POV The howls of victory echoed through the night as we crossed the borders of our land. My people who were battered and bloodied, held their heads high. We had done it. We actually won against the Lycan Alphas. The Lycans were stronger, faster, and more ruthless, but we were determined, and that determination had paid off, though we had lost many of our own, we were still victorious. As we approached the heart of our territory, the scent of home filled my lungs and as we stepped into the main square, the air exploded with cheers. Men, women, and children rushed forward, their faces a mix of joy and sorrow. Mothers searched for their sons, mates clung to each other in relief. The Elders stood on the stone steps of the palace, their eyes shining with pride. “Alpha Rowan!" They chanted my name. "Our Alpha, our warrior, our savior!" Their voices rang through the night, blending with the sound of drums and the crackling of bonfires. The Elders stepped forward, their l

Raven’s POV. The battlefield was covered in blood, the air filled with blood scent. The full moon shone down, casting light over the fight happening below. Growls and howls filled the night as we fought with the Lycans.For centuries, they had hunted us, killing our kind without mercy, and we have had enough of the torture. Werewolves have decided to fight back for their land and that was what we have been doing for almost a decade now, and that is what we are doing now. My pack fought with everything they had, the Lycans were bigger, stronger, faster, more ruthless, but my people were more determined, desperate to fight for what they had lost. Their claws sinking into the Lycans flesh, their teeth tore into bodies. The ground was filled with the dead—ours and theirs. At first, we were winning against them. We pushed them back, attacking with all our strength. The Lycans were not ones to retreat but I actually saw some running away like the cowards they were. We were definitely g

Rachel’s POVThe wooden door slammed shut behind me and immediately I turned around, glaring at Valtor, anger etched on my face. "You told me everything I needed to know but you left out the most important part. Why didn't you tell me you had a daughter?” I snapped. Valtor stayed calm, unbuttoning his shirt. "I didn't think it was necessary?”"You didn't think that it was necessary?" I scoffed, my mouth opened in disbelief. "You put me in front of your whole family and made me act like I was someone else and yet, you left out the fact that you had a daughter.”He let out a sigh and finally looked at me. “Now you know.”“Now I know?” I snapped, taking one angry step closer to him. “That girl would just get her hopes for nothing…” I turned around, shaking my head. “I can't do this to a child, she would be more devastated that the woman she thought was her mother is not.”“Rachel barely held her before she died,” he revealed, taking a step closer to me. “Rachel died a few days after As

Rachel’s POVI felt everyone’s eyes on me as I stepped out of the car. Their expressions were filled with shock, fear, and disbelief. Some even moved back as if they had seen a ghost.Valtor leaned closer, whispering in my ears. “Just smile and follow my lead.”I swallowed hard, forcing myself to stay calm. The sentinel's eyes were still on me, some whispering among themselves. “Haven't you seen my wife before?” Valtor frowned, his deep voice making me flinch. I will never get used to this deep masculine voice. “Sorry sire,” One of the men quickly said with a bow, others followed immediately. Valtor nodded, turning to me. “C'mon Rachel,” he said walking towards the house. I quickly followed, almost missing my step. As we entered the mansion, a maid rushed toward us, immediately her eyes landed on me, her face turned pale. “No… no… it can’t be,” she gasped, stepping back in fear, her hands trembling before she suddenly collapsed to the floor. More maids rushed to us, the moment t

CHAPTER 6Rachel’s POVI barely slept that night. My mind was racing, full of doubts and fears. I kept thinking about my son, about Aaron, and about the deal I had made with Valtor, wondering how my life turned this way. When the morning light crept through the small window, I finally sat up. My body ached, but the pain in my chest was worse. I turned my head and saw the framed picture still sitting beside the bed.The woman in the photo looked exactly like me. Same dark hair, same eyes, same pale skin. I inhaled deeply, taking the frame up. It just felt hard to believe, it was like looking at yourself in the mirror.“What happened to you?” I muttered, tracing my fingers on her forehead. Before I could think too much, the door creaked open. Valtor walked in, holding a bundle of clothes. I quickly hid the frame under my bed, I swallowed hard, trying to meet my gaze. “You are going to act like her, so that was why I kept the picture there,* he revealed. setting the clothes on the b

Rachel’s POVI woke up to the unfamiliar feeling of warmth, the kind that didn’t come from a cold, lifeless palace but from something… safe.I forced myself up, my eyes scanning the environment. “What the fuck was going on? Where am I?”I sat up, my body still aching, and found the man from before sitting in a chair across from me. His piercing eyes watched me carefully, arms crossed over his broad chest.“You’re awake,” he said simply.I swallowed, gripping the blanket around me. “Where am I?”“My home,” he answered, leaning forward. “A place Aaron won’t find you.”I nodded, my eyes still scanning the room until it finally hit me. My son was still with Davina. “My son,” I shouted, turning to him. “I have to get my son from them.”He stood up, placing his hands in his pocket. “What are you talking about? Is he holding your son captive?”“I need to go back,” I blurted, ignoring his question, trying to swing my legs over the bed. Pain shot through my ribs, I stumbled to the floor. He

Rachel’s POV I woke up with an excruciating pain in my head, my body aching, slowly, I opened my eyes. Where am I? The last thing I remembered was falling, no, being thrown from the balcony. I jerked up from the bed, only to groan as a sharp pain shot through my ribs. My fingers clutching my sides. This was my room, my little prison where I was kept for nine months and had Aaron's son. Then, like a whisper in the back of my mind, I heard it again. Mate. I took in a deep breath, remembering the man who had caught me. His piercing gaze, the way his touch had sent a shiver down my spine, I didn’t understand it. I shook my head. No. That didn’t make sense. Aaron was my mate. That’s what I had been told, what I had believed for years till he broke my heart to different pieces. But why did my wolf call another man mate? I didn’t have time to dwell on it. My heart clenched as I realized something was missing. My child was still with Davina. I scanned the room, my breath

Valtor’s POVThe grand hall of the Silver Crest Pack buzzed with laughter and clinking glasses. Gold chandeliers bathed the space in warm light, casting a glow over the many people dressed in their finest. The scent of roasted meats and aged wine filled the air, but I barely paid attention.I never liked parties.But here I was, swirling a glass of deep red wine between my fingers, watching the crowd as they moved in well-practiced circles of conversation. My stepmother had insisted I attend this gathering, convinced by a seer’s cryptic words that my happiness awaited me here. I didn’t believe in such nonsense but Yet, here I was."Alpha Valtor," a young Lady greeted with a respectful nod. "It’s an honor to meet you."I returned a polite nod, barely hearing her name. “It is truly an honor to meet you, I have heard many stories about you, but I must say the cameras and photos don't do your beauty any justice.”This was the twentieth girl trying to flirt with me. What was wrong with

MARIA'S POV.It was a bright morning, the sun shining at its peak, casting a beautiful glow through the hospital glass, my hips swinging left and right as I walked through the hospital halls. The male doctors and some patients' mouths fell open as I passed them, they whispered among themselves. “Isn't that Maria Maria?” They asked each other. Yes, I am Maria Maria, I changed my last name, there was no need to carry on my last name after they chased me out of the company. “I am sorry,” a man bumped into me. “I am sorry,” he apologized, with a bow and turned to go. “Michael,” I called. He paused immediately, turning back to me.“How do you know my name?” He asked, his brows furrowed in curiosity. Thirty minutes later we sat in a coffee shop, he sat quietly across the table sipping his coffee. “You seem to miss the coffee a lot,” I broke the silence. “I am trying to process all that you just said,” he revealed, dropping the cup on the table. “So you're telling me that you found m

MICHAEL'S POV. I opened my eyes slowly as I looked around me. The last thing I remembered was the lady with Allen knocked me out. I couldn't believe he could do this…after everything I have done, and sacrificed for him, he was beyond redemption, when I see him I would make sure I cut his legs off. I looked around, I was placed in my car, I tried opening the door but it was jammed, I scanned the surroundings hoping to find someone who could help me, but it appeared that I was on top of a cliff. Why would they bring me here? Were they planning to threaten me or kill me? Either way, I would make sure the two of them pay for everything they have done.“You have woken up,” I heard Allen's voice, I turned to the screen attached to my windshield. “Allen,” I smoldered, clenching my fist in anger. “You little bastard… when I get out of here….”“I would rip your limbs apart and feed them to my dogs,” he interrupted, rolling his eyes. “C'mon Mike, we both know you are no longer capable of t

MICHAEL'S POV. I sat quietly on the couch shaking the glass of wine in my hand, my mind still clouded with guilt. I still couldn't believe Allen talked me into this evil act, it wasn't because I was righteous, I was the complete opposite. My name was Micheal but I was known among the billionaires as “The drug devil”. I was a drug dealer, one that you shouldn't mess with…one that valued money more than family. I was someone who sent shivers through people's spine, there was no single person that crossed me and never lived. I had everything, the face, the looks, the aura, the money, the power…everything was at the tip of my fingers, there was nothing I couldn't do or get. But how did I end up here? Let's rewind… I killed a family, from the father to his two-day-old child, he was a cop…yeah, I never feared authority, he messed up a deal and I lost fifty million dollars because of that, but after that, it was like a whole was left in me, I felt empty…this wasn't the life I want

MARIA. I woke up with a splitting headache, I cleaned my blurry eyes as I scanned through the room, wondering how I was still alive after getting involved in a fatal accident. Someone was there at the scene, and he pulled me out before the car exploded, I owe him my life but right now I don't have any time for this, I have to tell my grandfather about Allen's unfaithful act. I got up from my bed, looking at the mirror in front of me and I had no scratch on my body. How would that be? That accident could have taken my life but I ended up not having a single scratch. I glanced around, it was definitely a hotel room but the man was nowhere to be found and there was nothing to show that anyone was there except me. I grabbed my purse and walked out of the room, I had to get home quickly, Allen would pay for everything he had done. I wasted two years of my life, I gave two years of my whole life to Allen…I left to grow his dying business and this is what he was doing behind my back…

MARIA'S POVI'd say Old Grandpa was the only one who was genuinely happy to see me.The rest of the people at the party had just been there as a formality.I can't blame them, I would be mad too if I had received an invitation out of the blue.But maybe I shouldn't complain. This party was for me after all, was it not?Maria Rodriguez. My name. The name that sent shivers down men's spine in my world.I was young, rich, beautiful, and successful. Everything anybody could ever wish for. Being the CEO at 26 had created so many opportunities for me and now I was leading the most successful company in the world.“Ah, Maria. Nice to meet you” An old man who I immediately recalled as Mr Lionel from old family dinners greeted me as he bowed slightly.I immediately returned the gesture and straightened up to see him looking around.“Ah, where's Allen?” The man's eyes scanned around the room, looking for him.“Oh, he's not here” I quickly said.Allen Thomas. My fiance. The love of my life and t