DOMINICPerfect.Just perfect.I am standing in the doorway of the newly furnished room, arms crossed over my chest, as I take in the room with a deep sense of satisfaction. It is perfectJust as I envisioned it. The dark wood floors shine underneath the soft light of the chandelier, casting sharp shadows along the walls. The whole area is filled with the sense of purpose, not the frivolity that usually fills the rooms of five-year-old girls. No, this is a room of strength, a room for someone destined to be more than just another weak, coddled child.I made sure to have any childishness stripped away. No toys.No frilly decorations. No pastel-colored fantasies. Instead, I have lined the walls with sturdy wooden shelves. They are empty now, but soon they will be filled with books on history, strategy, and power. Things she will need to learn, things I will make sure she learns.Above the bed, a massive, intricately framed mirror dominates the wall. It shows every corner of t
DOMINICI arrive at the meeting spot under the cover of night, the air thick with tension. The shadows of the forest stretch long and thin across the ground, as if the darkness itself is waiting for something to happen and as I approach the clearing I had told him about… I see him, Martin, the cowardly werewolf waiting as he looks around in fear.He is standing near a tree, his eyes darting around nervously with his shoulders hunched while he wrings his hands like a child afraid of being caught doing something wrong. It takes all of me to resist the urge to sneer at him.Of all the wolves I could have manipulated, I am stuck with him. But then again, at least his fear of me ensures that he will do as he is told.I guess it is a good thing that he is out of my pack.He is her problem now.“Alpha,” he says, his voice shaking slightly as I come closer. He nods his head in a half-bow. “You… you told me to come at this time.”“Yes,” I say coldly, stopping just short of him. I let the s
ROWAN I hate this.I hate waiting.I hate feeling useless.Even as I sit at the head of the table, feeling the weight of the room's tension pressing down on me, being the leader I still feel helplessAnd it is all because of that fucker.Dominic.Should I have not held Viktor back from killing him?That would ahcw saved us a lot of trouble… but could also ooe another one among the werewolf community This is exhausting.I am exhausted.I just want it to end already.The air is thick, and it is hard to shake the tight knot of fear in my chest. It’ has been days since Dominic was reported to have been near our settlement, and I still have no idea why. The not knowing- it’s worse than any confrontation and my mind races with possibilities, none of them good.Around the table, my most trusted allies sit in silence. Lisa leans forward, elbows on the table, her eyes scanning the room as if she is expecting an attack any moment. Rina is pacing, his brow furrowed in deep concentration, w
VIKTORThe air is crisp as I step into Rowan's settlement. Ever since that phone call, my wolf has been more than insistent, urging me to come to the settlement.Like he knew something was wrong.He is usually calm and quiet about things and just lets me have my way, so when he behaves like this… I listen. I hadn’t planned on coming here…not yet at least but here I am. It is good to be back tough.The memories I had here when I was Louis still makes me feel warm and fuzzy.As I alight from the car infirmy of the manaion,I catch sight of most of the wolves moving about in their business. There is the initial surprise when their gazes flicker toward me.Shock, delight and even curiosity and in their eyes. None of them expected me. “Viktor?” Rowan’s voice reaches me before I see her. And when I do, it feels like a weight lifts from my chest. She is standing by the entrance to her mansion, her expression a mix of shock and happiness. Behind her, Lisa, Riley, Alden, and Andre are f
ROWAN.It is timeI have dreamt and thought about the day that, I and Viktor would finally announce our mate bond… and it has finally arrived.People are gathered all around the bonfire which keeps throwing sparks of emebers into the air and allowing its warmth spreading through the clearing. I can hear the laughter and chatter that fills the air, the mood curious but carefree and standing beside Viktor or Louis, as they still call him… everything feels perfect. Jhenelle giggles nearby, her playful laughter a comforting sound amidst the celebration. She likes running around playing tag with some of her caretakers being just absolutely adorable.Yet, despite it all, there is still something that keeps tugging at the edge of my mind.A feeling I can’t quite shake. I glance around the clearing, noticing the wolves laughing, toasting, and talking, but there is an oddness in the air. My eyes settle on a wolf standing near the edge of the gathering, his back is turned slightly as if he
DOMINICA DAY AGOThe crackling of the fireplace is the only sound in my study as I sit behind my desk, fingers drumming against the polished wood. The flickering flames cast long shadows across the room, but they do little to dispel the cold that has settled into my bones. It is taking too fucking long.How hard is it to get such simple Intel.This is what I get when I work with incompetents.My phone buzzes against the desk, bringing me out from my thoughts and I glance at the screen. It is Martin. It is about time.I bring the phone to my ear, answering in a curt manner “Speak,” I say, my voice calm but laced with the authority that makes sure nobody disobeys me.“Alpha,” Martin’s voice is quiet, like he is whispering, and there is an urgency behind it. “There has been a development.”“What is it?”“Alpha- Viktor Thorn is here. He arrived today. And then Ro- Louisa annoyed that there will be a bonfire party. They are holding it tomorrow night. Everyone’s going to be there.”I
DOMINICThe audacity!That fucking bitch!I can't help but seeth as I stand at the edge of the clearing, just beyond the flickering light of the bonfire, cloaked in shadow. The night air is heavy with the scent of pine and smoke, mingled with the sharp tang of burning wood. Wolves are scattered around the fire, their faces lit with joy and warmth. The air hums with celebration, laughter ringing out into the night as if they have nothing to fear.But they should fear me.I watch them, my eyes narrowing on the center of the celebration. There, in the glow of the fire, are Rowan and Victor, laughing together as if they have won. My chest tightens, a bitter taste rising in the back of my throat as I watch how her hair catches the light, gleaming like embers in the dark, her smile that should have been mine is now directed at that bastard, ViktorI clench my fists, nails digging into my palms. Louisa. How dare she get another mate after being rejected by me?How can the fucking goddess
ROWANEverything is moving too fast, yet not fast enough. Wolves are running, voices are shouting, and I feel trapped in a slow-motion nightmare, each second dragging on while the urgency inside me screams for action. My heart is racing in my chest, fear gripping every part of me, and I know -I just know- that Jhenelle is no longer here. Dominic… he was here.He must have taken her out of the park.The bastard. "She is not here," I whisper, more to myself than to anyone else. But Viktor, standing close, hears me."Rowan, we are doing everything we can," he says firmly. His voice is calm, but I can see the tension in his eyes. He is scared too. But that fear, it is not enough. It will not bring her back. We have to do something. I have to do something. Sitting here, waiting for others to find her, is not an option. It just will not work."No," I say louder now, my throat tight as I turn to face him. "No, Viktor. You do not understand. She is not in the settlement. He would