Hilary’s povI stormed back into my villa, slamming the door behind me. Even the staff, who once treated me with respect, now cast disdainful glances in my direction.Damn it! This is all because of that wretched Rose. Everything has been going downhill for me lately.I locked myself in my bedroom, throwing myself onto the bed in frustration. A few moments later, my phone rang. It was Loren.“You useless slut! Rose has been taken, and I want my twenty million dollars back immediately!” Loren barked, his tone dripping with fury. Losing both the money and Rose had stripped him of any pretense of civility.“Jack seized the money. There’s nothing I can do about it,” I replied meekly. “He’s blocked all my accounts. If you want it back, you’ll have to deal with him directly.”“I don’t care!” Loren snapped, his voice sharp enough to make me flinch. “You accepted the money, and you’re going to repay me, even if you have to sell a kidney or your body to do it. If you don’t, I’ll make sure you’
Loren’s PerspectiveThe more I dwelled on it, the more my anger grew. Jack—an Alpha of a newly established pack—had dared to speak to me with such arrogance. True, he had led his pack to victory over the Maroon Hill pack, once the strongest in the region, but that didn’t mean my pack was weak.How dare he look down on me?The thought of the twenty million dollars I’d lost made my blood boil. That amount could have bought me several stunning slaves or funded any number of lucrative ventures. No—I couldn’t just let it go. I had to get that money back.Grabbing my phone, I dialed Hilary.“Jack confiscated the money. There’s nothing I can do,” Hilary mumbled on the other end, her voice low.What? Jack had taken my twenty million dollars?As she went on about her so-called financial struggles, my rage intensified. I had to clench my fist to keep myself from throwing the phone. Hilary was lying. Jack treated her well, even spoiling her. She always flaunted luxury clothes and jewelry. If she
“Alpha, Jack, this is the invitation to the Alpha meeting.” Marvin handed me the ornate envelope.The Alpha meeting, a significant event held every two years, brought together the most influential leaders of the werewolf world. Before I became Alpha of the Blue Lagoon pack, I had accompanied my father to these gatherings. They were grand and full of pomp. Yet, given that my pack was still young, I hadn’t expected the council of elder werewolves to include us this year.“The meeting will be hosted by Loren’s Black Basin pack,” I muttered as I scanned the letter, my brow furrowing deeply.Loren? Hosting an event as demanding and costly as the Alpha meeting? The man was notoriously stingy and self-serving. On top of that, he had recently suffered a hefty financial loss—twenty million dollars, to be exact. It didn’t add up. Why would Loren willingly shoulder the burden of organizing such an expensive gathering?Something about this didn’t sit right. My instincts screamed that Loren was sc
My men and I set out for the Black Basin pack, reaching its border just as the sun began to rise.“Stay alert,” I instructed, my voice firm. “We’re entering the Black Basin territory. Keep your guard up.”Rubbing sleep from their eyes, my warriors straightened up and nodded. As our convoy crossed into the territory, the imposing gates of Loren’s pack loomed ahead.Standing at the entrance, dressed in an elegant burgundy suit, was Loren himself. His face was plastered with a welcoming smile, but I wasn’t fooled. I noticed the subtle clench of his jaw, the way his teeth ground together when he thought no one was watching. He still hadn’t forgiven me for confiscating the $20 million he’d handed to Hilary. Beneath his polished façade, I could feel the simmering hatred.“Jack, it’s been a while,” Loren said smoothly as I stepped out of the car.“Thank you for hosting us. It’s an honor to attend this year’s Alpha meeting,” I replied with equal politeness, masking my suspicion behind a compo
The day had been like any other at the hospital. With Jack away for the Alpha meeting, I took the opportunity to meet Andrea after work—a routine I had grown fond of in his absence.Andrea had been struggling with her math assignments lately. The increasing difficulty was starting to frustrate her, so I made it a point to help her whenever I could. That evening, I headed straight to Lydia’s house to check on her and help Andrea finish her homework.As I approached the house, I noticed an unusual commotion in the streets. Werewolves were rushing out of the pack, some shouting frantically. Even the guards had abandoned their posts, their voices echoing with panic.“What’s going on?” I called out, grabbing the arm of a woman running past me.She barely glanced at me, her face pale with fear. “Something serious is happening near the forest!” she exclaimed, jerking free from my grip and disappearing into the chaos.Confused and uneasy, I quickened my pace toward Lydia’s house. Surely, she
The streets were alive with chaos as werewolves rushed toward the forest beyond the woodside. Andrea and I blended into the crowd, keeping a low profile. Everyone seemed preoccupied with their own urgency, barely noticing us as they pushed forward. A few wolves glanced our way but quickly dismissed us, overtaking us in their frantic race deeper into the forest.“Rose, this is so strange,” Andrea said, her voice tinged with curiosity. “Why is everyone running in different directions?”“That’s not our concern,” I replied firmly, gripping her hand. “We need to keep moving.”Whatever had sparked the chaos wasn’t enough to deter me from our escape. I’d made up my mind. This was our chance to break free, and I wasn’t going to waste it.We veered away from the crowd, heading south toward the edge of the Blue Lagoon pack’s territory. The moment we crossed the border, freedom would be ours.I had it all planned out. We’d make our way to Westwood, where Andrea could finally pursue her love for
I steered the car through the dense forest bordering the Blue Lagoon pack. My vision blurred from the pain radiating through my abdomen, but I kept driving, gripping the wheel tightly. Every second felt like an eternity. As I neared the pack’s territory, I sent out a mental link to Marvin, who was holding down the fort in my absence.“Marvin, I’m in the forest east of the border. Bring reinforcements immediately and get me out of here. I’m seriously injured, and there’s a chance someone is pursuing me.”Marvin’s reply was swift, his voice steady despite my grim tone. “Understood, Alpha. We’re on our way.”I pressed down on the wound in my abdomen, trying to slow the bleeding, though the effort felt futile. Each breath was labored, my strength ebbing away. I’d been through worse, but for the first time in a long while, fear crept into my heart—not just fear of death, but of leaving behind unfinished business.I’d fought for freedom once, for myself and for my pack, but now, I realized
Rose’s point of view I was a fool. A complete, hopeless fool.I was the princess of the Maroon Hill pack, the daughter of a proud Alpha, yet here I was, running back to the very place where my nightmares were born. Running back to save the man who had destroyed everything I held dear.The road to freedom had stretched out before me, a gift wrapped in chaos and chance, yet I had thrown it away.Andrea clung tightly to my back as I carried her through the forest, her small arms draped around my neck. She was exhausted from hours of running, her breaths shallow against my shoulder. I pushed forward, each step weighing heavier with regret.Why had I turned back? Why had I let myself care? Jack had killed my father, torn my pack apart, and enslaved me. I owed him nothing but vengeance. And yet, his face—those dark, piercing eyes, the rare moments of vulnerability he let slip—haunted me.He was cruel, but he was also a man burdened by something deeper, something I didn’t understand. The th
Loren’s PerspectiveJust as I was on the brink of release, a sharp knock echoed against the door. My subordinate’s timing couldn’t have been worse.Gripping the wolf’s head firmly, I quickened my thrusts into her mouth, a guttural moan escaping as I spilled my release across her face.“Alpha,” my soldier’s voice came through the door, steady and unbothered. “Our spies, stationed around the Blue Lagoon Pack for the past three days, have sent word. Their Alpha’s funeral preparations are underway.”I straightened instantly, adrenaline replacing the fading rush of pleasure.“That’s excellent news,” I replied, hastily fixing my clothes, shoving the she-wolf aside without a second thought.So, it was true—Jack was finally dead. I’d heard rumors of his demise recently, thanks to the poison, but caution kept me from acting too soon. Now, with confirmation, there was no reason to hold back. I always thought he was clever enough to survive, but in the end, he fell because of a woman. Pathetic.
Hilary’s Point of ViewThe moment Jack admitted he loved Rose, something inside me shattered.Jealousy burned through my veins, tightening around my heart like a vice. Disdain curled in my chest, bitter and suffocating.Jack was a fool.There was no way he would abandon the Blue Lagoon Pack for Rose. Even if he wanted to, she would never truly accept him. How could she? He was responsible for her father’s death, for the destruction of everything she had once known.And yet… my words had shaken him. I saw it in the flicker of uncertainty in his eyes before he turned cold again, giving me a hateful glare.Then, with no hesitation, he expelled me from the pack.My breath caught in my throat.He was serious.I had spent years by his side, believing that no matter what happened, he would never cast me away. That even if he didn’t love me the way I loved him, he would at least respect the bond we shared.But now… now I was nothing to him.Pain twisted in my chest, and I couldn’t stop the te
Jack’s Point of ViewFor the first time in what felt like an eternity, I woke up to something beautiful. The weight of my past, the shadows that had always loomed over me, seemed momentarily lifted. My mate lay beside me, and for once, everything in my pack was under control. This was the kind of peace I had only known in my dreams.But as I turned to Rose, I noticed something was off. She had been distant since waking up, her expression guarded. She tried to mask it, but I could tell—something was wrong.Was it because she was once a slave? Did she believe that her past would always stand between us?I had offered her the place that was rightfully hers—Luna of the Blue Lagoon Pack.“Damn it, you fool! What are you thinking?” Uriel, my wolf, snarled in frustration. His anger burned through our bond, but for once, I didn’t waver. I had made my decision. Realizing I wouldn’t be swayed, Uriel let out a furious roar inside my mind before falling silent.Rose, on the other hand, simply low
I barely slept through the night, and when morning came, I woke up to the warmth of a strong body pressed against my back. That was when reality hit me—I had made a terrible mistake.Last night, I had given in to my desires and spent the night with Jack.The passion we had shared felt like a dream, but now, in the clear light of day, regret and shame crashed over me like a tidal wave.“Go back to sleep. It’s still early.”Jack’s voice was deep and husky as he tightened his hold around me. He must have sensed my movement. Resting his face in the crook of my neck, he let his fingers lazily trace over my skin, occasionally brushing against my chest in a way that made my breath hitch.Oh God… What have I done?I had no idea how I had lost control last night, how I had let myself give in to him so easily.Jack had fallen asleep with his leg draped over mine, and even now, he remained in the same position. His words snapped me back to reality, making me instantly alert. I needed to get out
Rose’s point of view:"Ah… As Jack pushed his huge cock into me, I bit my lip in pain.Hearing my painful moan, he froze. Covering my lips and my jaw with kisses, he caressed my neck while he pinched my nipples from time to time. It was only when I finally relaxed, that he began to enter and leave me slowly.Raising my head, I let out small gasps. I could hear Jack’s slightly laborious breathing in my ear. As he bit my collarbone, he opened my legs to penetrate me deeply. I could feel his thick penis rubbing against the walls of my vagina.Having seen my frown of discomfort, Jack slid his hand over my sex before caressing my sensitive knot. Then, he used his index and middle finger to spread my vagina, so that he could sink deeper into me. His hips hit mine, and I could even feel his balls slapping against my ass with every push."Baby...", said Jack in a low and gruff voice, biting my earlobe.He had never called me that, which fuelled my excitement and heart rate.He was so heavy th
Rose's point of view:"No, it's because you're in love with me. ”Jack’s voice was not strong, but the words resounded in my ears like a thunderbolt in the night sky.His words brought me back to reality.In the past, I had always found various excuses to justify my behaviour. I had saved Jack because it was my responsibility as a doctor. I hadn't poisoned him because he was a good person and I couldn't be cruel to him. I had always told myself that I would not fall in love with my enemy.Unconsciously, I had avoided my feelings for him, not wanting to think.I frowned when I had conflicting emotions. Did I really fall in love with Jack? But he was my enemy. How could I fall in love with him? Why did my heart beat faster every time I saw him? I should have heard it at that moment as before, but I couldn't push it away. I even forgave him when I saw how guilty he felt at that moment.Maybe... Maybe I really fell in love with him."Why do you look shocked on your face? "asked Jack with
Once the truth came to light, a crushing realization hit me—I had been terribly wrong to treat Rose the way I did.The memories of her pleading, her tear-streaked face, and the way she had begged for me to believe her flashed through my mind like a relentless storm. A sharp pang of regret twisted in my chest, guilt bubbling up like molten lava.Why hadn’t I trusted her? Why? Was it simply because she was James’ daughter? That moment, I felt like the most wretched person alive.When the car pulled up in front of the villa, I hesitated. My legs felt impossibly heavy, as if each step toward the door carried the weight of my sins. For the first time in my life, I struggled to move forward.Slowly, I pushed open the door. My breath caught when I saw her—still chained to the bed, the cruel evidence of my distrust binding her in place.Shame burned through me. I couldn’t even meet her gaze as I rushed to free her, my hands trembling as I undid the restraints.She didn’t say a word. But as he
Jack’s Point of View:Before Rose even had a chance to explain herself, all I wanted to do was punish her—to break her completely. But the moment she mentioned proof of her innocence, a flicker of hesitation crept in. I studied her with narrowed eyes, torn between disbelief and reluctant consideration.She had lied to me before, twisted the truth so many times that trusting her again felt like walking straight into another betrayal. I didn’t want to be fooled again—not when the rage inside me was barely contained. If I let her deceive me once more, it would push me over the edge.“Trust me one last time, Jack,” she whispered, leaning toward me, her eyes glossy with unshed tears. The belt securing her wrists had left angry red marks against her pale skin. Her voice wavered, but there was something raw, something utterly sincere in it.My body responded before my mind could catch up. Desire stirred within me, sharp and unwanted. I clenched my jaw and abruptly stood, needing to distance
Rose’s Point of View:My mind drifted back to that evening at the elegant restaurant. I clearly remembered disposing of the poison, flushing it down the toilet. The small glass bottle that had contained it—I had tossed it into the trash can in the bathroom. The scene unfolding before me now felt eerily familiar.Yet, something didn’t add up. Jack’s soup had been poisoned. But who was responsible?Hilary was the only one who had overheard Brad’s scheme to poison Jack. She was also the one who had sounded the alarm about the soup. But I hadn’t done it. That left only one possibility—Hilary had poisoned Jack herself. She must have realized that I hadn’t gone through with the plan, and in an effort to frame me, she had taken matters into her own hands.But there was a flaw in her plan. The poison Brad had given me was rare—colorless, tasteless, and incredibly difficult to obtain. Unless she had somehow gotten her hands on the exact same poison, the one she used had to be different.There