Rose’s point of viewI didn’t know what Hilary had said to Jack, but the moment he returned to the private room, he coldly ordered his men to place me under house arrest. His expression was icier than ever.This wasn’t the first time he’d treated me this way, but this time, it hurt in a way I couldn’t explain. I hadn’t done anything wrong.Peter, the butler, brought me food daily, but he refused to speak or respond to my questions. I wondered if Jack had instructed him to stay silent. Cut off entirely from the outside world, I had no idea what was happening beyond these walls.What puzzled me most was Jack’s inaction. If he truly believed I’d tried to poison him, his ruthless nature would have compelled him to act swiftly. Instead, he was silent, leaving me in an unbearable limbo.The night they confined me, Jack had ordered his men to install cameras in my room. The realization that he distrusted me so deeply was like a dagger to the heart. After all the time we had spent together, I
That was when I finally understood Jack’s plan. He had kept me locked in this room, only to announce his own violent “death” by poisoning. He wasn’t gone—he was waiting. Waiting for Brad to take the bait and show up.“The guards have loosened the security at the pack’s entrance. Let’s grab Andrea and leave together!” Brad urged, trying to pull me outside.But I forced myself to stay calm, suppressing the panic rising inside me. “Brad, I have something to take care of. You should go now,” I said, gesturing desperately for him to leave.I was certain Jack was watching us through the camera at that very moment, his eyes dark with fury. I could almost picture his expression—cold, sharp, on the verge of snapping.“Jack is dead, Rose. Why stay here? I came to save you. The Blue Lagoon pack is in disarray. This is the perfect chance for us to escape. If you don’t leave, do you think the pack won’t start to suspect you?” Brad’s voice was tense, full of urgency, but his words only made things
Jack’s point of viewThat night, one of my men—one of the few who knew I was alive—reached out to me through the mental link. He reported that a suspicious werewolf had slipped into the Blue Lagoon pack’s territory.The moment had finally come.I rushed to the basement of the villa to monitor the surveillance screens. Armed werewolves surrounded the villa, awaiting my command.While keeping Rose in her room, I had ordered a camera and listening device to be installed.Minutes later, a werewolf climbed through her window. It was Brad.He seemed elated, practically glowing with satisfaction. As soon as he entered, he began discussing the plan to kill me. Rose remained silent, offering no objection.It was in that moment I truly understood—Rose wanted me dead.A wave of anger and bitter disappointment surged through me, tightening every muscle in my body. My head pounded violently, but I forced myself to stay in control. Losing my temper would allow Uriel, my wolf, to take over completel
Rose’s point of view“Take him and lock him in the dungeon,” Jack ordered, his voice sharp and unyielding as his gaze pierced the stormy night sky.Without hesitation, the wolves dragged Brad away. The others seemed to sense the icy rage radiating from Jack and quickly retreated, leaving the room eerily silent.Jack walked in and settled onto the couch, his presence heavy and oppressive. The air in the room thickened with tension, making it hard to breathe.I didn’t dare meet his eyes. My head hung low, my focus fixed on his polished leather shoes. A cold sweat soaked my back, clinging to my shirt and making my skin crawl. My legs trembled as I stumbled back toward the edge of the bed, my heart pounding in my chest.“I—I didn’t…” My voice wavered as panic clawed at my throat. “I didn’t poison you… I swear, I didn’t…” The words spilled out in a chaotic jumble, shaky and incoherent.Jack’s cold voice cut through my rambling like a blade. “Was it Brad? Did he give you the poison?”Before
Jack’s Point of View:“This pitiful little thing cries so beautifully,” I thought, my lips curling into a cold smirk. Her tears only heightened my excitement. Finally, the day I’d been waiting for had arrived. Jack, this is the best decision you’ve ever made.Inside my mind, Uriel roared with unrestrained anticipation. “I can’t wait to make her suffer! Torture her! Break her, Jack!” His voice was feral, a chaotic drumbeat in my head, and I felt him pushing, clawing for control over my body.I gritted my teeth, tightening my grip on reality. Uriel was too dangerous to let loose right now. If I gave in, he would’ve killed Rose right there in that room.Instead, I locked her up and left without a second glance, making certain she had no chance of escaping.Uriel raged as I walked away. “Why leave now? Why not finish it? Rip her apart. A sexual slave doesn’t deserve dignity or clothes!”“Not yet,” I replied, my tone calm, deliberate, even as anger burned through my veins. “Death would be
Jack’s Point of ViewThe dungeon was as sinister as ever, its gloom pierced only by the dim, flickering glow of aged lamps.No matter how brightly the sun blazed outside, its warmth would never penetrate this place.Brad, weakened and battered, crumbled after only a few lashes. Trembling and pitiful, he spilled everything he knew.As I watched him break so easily, a thought crossed my mind: perhaps even if I hadn’t attacked the Maroon Hill pack, it would have eventually fallen apart on its own. Its leaders were inept, and the pack was rotting from within—a carcass waiting for scavengers.“Why did you approach Rose?” I asked, my voice low but commanding. “You knew very well she’s just a slave. It’s unlikely she would’ve even had the opportunity to get close to me.”This was the part that intrigued me the most. Only those in my inner circle knew of the relationship between Rose and me. To the rest of the pack, she was nothing more than an ordinary doctor.Brad hesitated, his eyes dartin
I pushed the door open, frustration coursing through me. The room was dim, bathed only in pale moonlight spilling through the window. My gaze landed on Rose, the woman I once cherished above all. She was curled up in the corner of the bed, clutching herself tightly, her fragile frame trembling under the soft glow of the moon.Flicking on the light, I approached her. Her cheeks were flushed an unnatural red, her hair damp with sweat and plastered to her forehead. Her lips, usually a delicate pink, now seemed devoid of color. Leaning in closer, I swept her hair aside and immediately noticed the heat radiating from her skin. She was burning up—her fever raging high.She muttered incoherently, her words faint and indecipherable.Her fingers twitched, then weakly grasped the hem of my shirt, as though silently pleading for me to stay.I hesitated, pushing aside the bitterness I’d harbored toward her.The anger I had carried moments before ebbed away. The urge to punish her vanished complet
Rose’s point of view:In the depths of my restless sleep, I found myself wandering through an endless desert. The sun blazed mercilessly above, its scorching rays burning my skin. The unbearable heat consumed me, and all I could think about was relief—cold, refreshing relief. Just as I was about to collapse, an oasis appeared before me.There was a comfortable chair shaded by a parasol, and beside it, a tall glass of iced lemonade glistened in the sunlight. I sank into the chair, savoring the blissful coolness that washed over me. It felt like heaven.But the dream was fleeting. The morning sunlight pierced through the window, burning into my eyelids and forcing me awake. Reality returned like a cruel slap.I wasn’t in an oasis—I was still trapped in the Blue Lagoon pack, bound to my role as a slave.Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I froze in shock. Jack was lying next to me, his presence unmistakable. Somehow, in my sleep, my arm had wrapped around his waist, my hand pressed under hi
Olivia’s point of view:Now that I had seen through him, Jared got up from the couch angrily and shouted:"What do you mean?""Do you seriously think I don't know what you're thinking, Jared? You know better than anyone why you came to see me today." I sniffed, took the cup of coffee on the table and put a few pieces of sugar in it. The cubes melted slowly while I stirred the coffee with a spoon.My answer left Jared even more embarrassed and restless. He gave me a disdainful look and tried to reason: "Don't be so ungrateful and arrogant, Olivia. Do you seriously think you can be an Alpha woman for a long time?In the past, everyone was afraid of the Wouri River Pack because of your father. Now that Louis is dead, all those who have been removed by him before will naturally not let things happen. Many packs want your territory and your resources. Although the Green Pine Pack's army is a little weak, it's more than enough to help you. But do you dare to refuse me? I'm afraid that the W
Olivia’s point of view:As I listened to Jared's hasty explanation with a frown, I noticed that there was something wrong with his choice of words.Although he said he wanted to help me lighten my burdens, his condescending perception of women was evident in the way he spoke. He sounded as if he was a hero or a knight in sparkling armour coming to save me, the damsel in distress. It was degrading.He was far too arrogant for my taste.Even if I wanted to get married, I couldn't find an ounce of sincerity from him. Not to mention that I was not looking for a husband at the moment. I just wanted to focus only on my homework as an Alpha pack. "Do you honestly think it is necessary for an Alpha woman to get married? That this is more important than anything else in this world? Let's say I married you. When that would happen, you would gain authority over my pack and all the werewolves would cling to each of your words. The way I see it, this marriage would be much more beneficial to you
Olivia’s point of view:The next day, my phone rang when I was having my usual breakfast. To my surprise, it was from Alpha Bill. I didn't expect him to call me so early in the morning.Why did this old bastard call me unexpectedly? Was he asking for a fight? Well, it was perfectly good! I myself wanted to have one.I took my phone, ready to talk to him.However, something even more unexpected happened."Hello, Olivia, sorry to bother you so soon. Regarding our discussion yesterday, I am ready to accept the changes to the contract you propose. I was a little reckless yesterday and I didn't think so. Honestly, now that I've slept on it, I think the conditions you've proposed for our cooperation are excellent." Bill's way of speaking was, to put it simply, extremely humble and polite. There was no trace of the arrogance he showed yesterday.Suffice it to say that I was stunned, quite stunned by his sudden change of attitude. It was strange, and I didn't understand why he was acting like
Olivia’s point of view:After becoming the Alpha of the Wouri RiverPack, I mentally prepared myself to face the challenges ahead. Because I was an Alpha woman, my problems and difficulties were much more important than those of an Alpha man. It was exhausting, but it was in my expectations.Rose was concerned about my well-being.Being the kind person she was, she kept learning about my current situation and seemed eager to help me as she could. I told her everything, without sparing any detail."Soon after I took office, I received many complaints in my file. We may seem to live in peace right now, but in truth, there are werewolves who don't accept me like their Alpha. They openly turned against me several times during our meetings. They suggested making other male werewolves the Alpha.Some even went so far as to sow trouble in the pack! They spread ugly rumours that the pack was in trouble because of my mismanagement. They wanted to force me to resign. For now, I have only managed
Rose's point of view:Shortly after I was discharged from the hospital, Zoe went to the villa for a visit. After Bennet kidnapped Alan, she had taken active measures to find Alan's whereabouts."You heard from other wizards yesterday that they had seen Bennet appear with his men several times in the north. They may be in the north at the moment, but as you can guess, this place is a little too far. Do you want to go?"Zoe looked very anxious when she asked us for our opinion. She was probably deeply worried about Alan."I also want to bring Alan back, and I want to help Jack regain his memory as soon as possible. But I don't know if we can succeed on this trip. After all, Bennet is very powerful."Of course, I wanted to venture into the north. The choice was obvious. I turned to look at Jack, who was leaning against the sofa. He had the whole pack to manage, so it would probably be difficult for him to leave the pack behind."So here we go. I'll let Marvin manage the pack while I'm aw
Jack’s point of view:When I saw Rose crying, helpless, my heart became unbearably heavy. My breathing got stuck in my throat and I was overwhelmed by a feeling of depression and pain.When I discovered that I had mistreated her before, I couldn't stop the excuses that sprung out of my lips. "I'm sorry. I was wrong in the past. I'll catch up in the future." I did not dare to think about how I had behaved before. Generally, I was cruel and indifferent to my enemies. I had to subject Rose to many monstrous atrocities because I hated Baldwin so much. Even if she didn't give me any details, I could guess.Rose gripped my shirt firmly and buried her face in my chest. I didn't know how to console her. I could only hold her firmly in my arms and caress her soft hair.It was only when she exhausted her tears and dozed off that I looked down and carefully studied her face. Her hair was glued to her face because of the effort to cry so abundantly. I placed a lock of her hair behind her ear. The
Rose's point of view:Jack's warm body and tempting smell were still the same as before. Although he no longer remembered me, at least he did not resist my advances. I comfortably wrapped my arms around his neck and finally felt a feeling of comfort invade me."We can slow things down. I'll find a way to give you back my memory," I whispered in a low voice, leaning on his shoulder. Our overheated bodies clung tightly.Jack was always nervous and stiff.After a long time, he put his arm around my waist and put his cheek against my ear.The duvet was particularly warm and cosy. We could hear the sound of the breeze blowing and the branches rustling outside the window. His low and deep voice rumbled in my ears. "It's okay, let's take our time."We were barely separated by a few centimetres. I gave him a teasing look, asking him: "So, do you have time to listen to our past stories now? The secrets we shared?" At least he couldn't use his work as an excuse to avoid talking to me now.Jack
Jack’s point of view:The truth was that I had feelings for Rose, but I didn't know how to express them. I didn't even know how to behave with her. She felt like a total stranger to me now.When Rose lay down in the same bed as me, I was so nervous that my whole body tensed. I didn't know where to put my hands and feet. I didn't really have a love experience with women."Hey, buddy! Come on. Embrace her and kiss her passionately. Since Rose took the initiative, you should take the opportunity and act now!" Uriel, on the other hand, was very excited and kept screaming in my head."Shut up, Uriel. That's not how a gentleman behaves. We don't really know each other yet. I don't think Rose will approve of my advances." I closed my eyes and tried my best to stop thinking about her sleeping next to me. Because the more it played in my mind, the stronger my impulse and desire became."You sleep in the same bed as your companion. Why are you so stiff on the edge of the bed? Do you still consi
Rose’s point of view:Since I discovered that Jack had lost part of his memory, I no longer knew how to get along with him.I still lived with him in the Blue Lagoon Pack. He had now returned to the villa from his office building.However, he always stayed away from me. Even when he didn't have work to do, he didn't talk to me. Sometimes he just sat on the couch and read quietly, treating me as if I didn't exist."Is there anything you would like to know about your past?” I sat hesitantly next to Jack, hugging a cushion.I desperately wanted to talk to him and kiss him intimately as before. Now he was as cold and indifferent as a stranger, which painfully squeezed my heart. I was afraid that he would never remember me for the rest of his life and that he would fall in love with another woman in the future.Jack's forehead rested in his palm and his elbow leaned against the armrest of the sofa as he raised his head and looked at me. His eyes were empty. As if they were a bottomless ab