It took almost half a day for my swollen ankle to heal.I realized that the whole thing was too exhausting for me when I didn’t have any plans to be with Alpha Hunter. He was my might, yes. But after all the awful things he did to me and that absurd thing he did when he marked Sandra instead of me like a possessed being, I thought that I already had enough and just wanted to go home.That woman. Sandra Anderson. I could still remember that viper stare in her eyes when Alpha Hunter asked me who I was. When he completely forgot me. That annoying grin on her face was victorious. As if she looked like she did something to him that actually worked.To get rid of the bad feelings in my chest, I shut my eyes tight and exhaled in exasperation. I was thankful to Monica for telling Beta Weston that I needed a laptop so badly to communicate with my Dad. I guess after that strange thing happened to me yesterday, sending snail mail was the last option for me to tell my Dad I was still alive in thi
I squinted my eyes.There was a little boy in the dungeon with me! I couldn’t believe how all those people could detain such a small child in a horrible, dark, and cold prison cell like this! At first, I didn’t move. I just stayed staring at him because he was so still while sitting on a block of rock. His elbows both rested on his knees, while his face stayed hidden under his silver hair. His hair reminded me of Alpha Hunter, though, which brought me back to the unfortunate situation I was in because of Sandra!The first thing I did was to stay calm and not scare the little boy, so I slowed my breath and sat on the rocky floor silently. There was an eerie silence after I decided not to act like a lunatic beast in front of a kid, and so I asked with a soft voice, "Who are you, kid?"The boy lifted his face, and for seconds, I was surprised when the dim light from the torches reflected his icy blue eyes. His glare felt familiar to me when his eyes caught mine. I thought he was just aro
[MONICA’s Point-of-View]A loud, shattered noise almost made me jump while I was so focused on preparing Miss Clark’s bath.I knew the uncertainty and fear she must feel while staying in this place. After the unfortunate disaster that happened when Alpha Hunter forced Miss Clark away from her parents, now she had to deal with the sudden change of heart of the man who was supposed to take care of her and protect her as her mate.I was hopeful that Miss Clark would finally have a good advantage in this place after her birthday. That Alpha Hunter would finally give her the mark that would bind their fate. My heart was broken when, instead of having a wonderful night, I saw her sleeping naked and alone in one of the dungeons of one of the most expensive clubs in the city. The Albrecht Household was so shocked that most of us maidservants who liked Miss Clark were so depressed and sad about what happened.Even Beta Weston couldn’t believe that their Alpha chose someone so random that they
[CASSANDRA’s Point-of-View]I was successful at getting help from Monica, but I never thought I would be put in the middle of so many important people in Alpha Hunter’s pack.In front of me were Beta Weston and the Elders of the Black Haw Pack, who were giving me a disagreeing look. I could see the hatred in their eyes, letting me know that I wasn’t totally welcome in their territory. I also saw Monica from the corner of my eyes, and her face was just so pale; she looked like she didn’t sleep the whole night just to convince Beta Weston to give me a fair trial.And then there, right beside Beta Weston, was Sandra, who was secretly gloating in front of me with that annoying grin on her face. She simply enjoyed seeing me burned alive by the accusations I didn’t commit. And of course, she planned everything. It was all obviously a setup to kick me out of this place.With my werewolf instinct, I could feel the unpleasant aura that Sandra was emitting. It was a putrid, dark, and frightenin
[ALPHA HUNTER’s Point-of-View]"Cassandra—"The moment I opened my eyes, her body moved automatically, and she wrapped her arms around my neck so tight that she trembled. Loud sobs emerged from her throat like a child who was lost but finally found a home. My head still hurts. But it was more tolerable than what I had experienced before.I’m back. I was finally back."You scared me, you dummy!" she sobbed angrily at my shoulder, and I froze at her words. I was a little worried that she was so upset, though. But I was more concerned about what happened. Of what I did to her because everything still felt so distant and blurry in my head.I wanted to wrap my arms around her as well. I wanted to whisper to her that I was back. That I was feeling well thanks to her. But then something was suppressing me from showing what I felt for Cassandra. Fear? Uncertainty? I was not sure. But her body was so soft and warm against mine that I couldn’t help but close my eyes and fill my nose with her be
[CASSANDRA’s Point-of-View] My feet just wouldn’t move. I looked back at the main hall and waited for Alpha Hunter. I didn’t see him at breakfast. He was not around in the castle as well, and when I tried to visit him in his bedroom, one of the soldiers told me that he had been away since last night because of an official and urgent business. "We have ta go now or ye wull git late, lassy Clark. Ye can’t be late on yer foremaist day of school." Sir Brochan called out for me from inside the sleek black car that would drive me to Crescent Ravenwood University, where I would spend four more years studying medicine.I gave Albrecht’s castle one last look before I went inside the car. This place gave me good and bad memories, and I know I will miss it. Not because it’s the most luxurious place I've ever stayed, but because every part of this place reminded me of Alpha Hunter. I closed my eyes. In my mind, I saw his gorgeous amber eyes, his thin lips, his chiseled jaw, and his perfectly p
"Class dismissed!"I quickly picked up my notebooks and books from the desk and stacked them inside the bag. My eyes were wary, and my ears were sharp. I hooked the bag on my shoulder and tried not to make eye contact with the other students. I could feel their judging eyes on me as they murmured incomprehensible words to their friends or people next to them. Seeing them do that made me a lot more uncomfortable in this school because this was not the kind of first week I had imagined here.It was a real disaster.After my encounter with Sandra and Kaya yesterday morning, I knew my life here would never be the same. I just had to accept that this would be another challenge that life randomly threw at me—a test of how far I was willing to fight for my dreams. For the future, I have always wanted. I always had to convince myself that it was not just about Alpha Hunter or the expectations of his people. But for me. I wanted to prove them wrong. That I could also be a huge help to Alpha H
"You are not a prisoner in this place, Cassy. You should go with me and have fun!" Geneva adjusted her round eyeglasses on the bridge of her nose and then pouted at me, "Please?! All freshmen newcomers will be there and you can’t miss it!"I knew that the party would be a trap. I was one hundred percent sure Sandra Andersen and Kaya Miller would be there, so there was no way I would go wherever that place was. It would only ruin my night, and who knows what those two will do once they spot me there?No, there’s no way I would go there.I wish I could tell Geneva the real reason, though. But I couldn’t just tell someone the whole story of why I had to avoid those two b*tches. Maybe it was for the best that Geneva saw me as an introvert who would rather stay in her room and read books than go to parties and have horrible hangovers in the morning.Besides, I promised Alpha Hunter I would behave in this place, and I never broke a promise to anyone. Even to a man who forced me to stay in C
It was a nightmare I refused to believe.How many times did I think that Weston came after my husband’s life, scared that he would betray Hunter again? Was I a monster after I thought about all of those horrible accusations about Weston who just sacrificed himself for his best friend?Monica’s scream shattered my heart into tiny million pieces as I watched my husband stand, his face dark and his eyes crimson red as he jumped to the one with a metal claw and sank his teeth into its shoulders, pulling its limb away from its body. The whole crowd was still silent after witnessing Weston’s death but Flavius’ mental laughter didn’t stop until Hunter let out an ear-splitting howl of anguish as he picked the metal claw and sent it flying straight to where Flavius was sitting.I felt like my throat tightened and dried when I watched how the same weapon that killed Weston pierced through Flavius’ chest and killed the old man in an instant, stopping him from laughing until he fell on his chair
The Lester and Black Haw soldiers were fast when they built a small arena on the cliff using wood and metal platforms. The fighting on the battlefield ceased after Flavius agreed to Hunter’s challenge for a duel to death.And the word Death was like an icicle pike aimed and focused at my heart, ready to stab me if Hunter failed this—I frowned. No. There was no way I would let myself think my husband would die just like that. I would never let that happen. Please, Moon Goddess…don’t ever let that happen.I felt Monica’s hand touch mine, and her fingers were ice-cold against my skin even though the ocean breeze that night wasn’t that cold because so many people wanted to witness the duel. The cliff was crowded from both sides of the pack, but it was clear how intimidating the number of the Black Haw and the Lester Pack was, compared to the population of the Midnight Pack.“There is a change in the rules!” an old man screamed at the top of his lungs and everyone was silenced as the curre
“I hope you are not angry with me Hunter…”“Angry?! You are making me insane, Cassandra! Didn’t I tell you—”I didn’t let him finish his words and kissed him fervently after he led me to his private room in his headquarters. I could feel his emotions all over his head and I needed him to calm down before I explained why Monica and I went to that place.Gently, I pulled from him as soon as his breathing started to slow down and he looked at me with worry but I saw in his eyes that he was also glad I was there, “I’m so sorry, love. I know I promised, but plans changed and Monica has been hysterical since Weston left her in the infirmary without even telling her where he would go. Why he is here, Hunter? Did you ask him to go with you?”Hunter held my hand and stared down my face, “No. I just noticed he was following me in the forest after I left the infirmary. He told me he didn’t feel safe in that place and he needed to be with me in this fight so I let him. I didn’t know he just left
When I came back to the hospital, I tried to distract my mind by helping the healers with the wounded. The healers were all pleased to have me in the infirmary and they told me my presence gave people hope because I was with them as their Luna but they were also worried because I was supposed to be in one of the bunkers for safety.“I rather help here than do nothing,” I said to the Head Healer, Dr. Heather, of the infirmary building and his face softened as he watched me organize the stacks of medical supplies needed for the badly wounded, “My husband—your Alpha is fighting out there and I just couldn’t sit in one place overthinking about what is happening. I have to do it.”“I understand, your Grace. And we are all happy to have you here with us. You symbolize hope for all the people in this building. That's why many of them believe that Midnight Pack will survive. They all believe in you and the Alpha.”My eyes glittered with tears, happy that the people loved and appreciated Hunte
“Hunter, please I want to go with you to the headquarters. I could be a good use to the healers stationed there.”As the four of us sneaked through the tunnels, It was too hard not to tell my husband that I never wanted to hide behind the thick metal doors of the underground bunkers. I knew his biggest priority for now was to keep me safe but I never wanted to just stay in one place and wait for whatever will happen. I wanted to fight alongside him. I wanted to stay and make sure he would survive this war for our pup…For our baby…He glanced down at me as if he was thinking too hard if he would consider it or not. But knowing him being overprotective, I already had an idea what he would say, “You know that is not an option, Cassandra. I need to make sure you are safe. It will be a huge advantage to Flavius if you get caught—”“I won’t let him,” I cut his words, but of course, I had no idea what I was saying because the adrenaline that pumped hard in my veins made my head a little clo
“Going to the surface would be too dangerous,” Hunter looked at the ceiling of the tunnel as the dripping sound of water echoed together with any soft sounds, including our whispers, so we all decided to stop arguing and think of a better plan on how we all could get out of this retching place that lept on making my stomach sick.Even Monica was not happy staying in the tunnel, but she had no choice. Weston was the number one target of the Lester Alpha, and she had to make sure her mate would not fall into the hands of the enemies.“How many did Flavius send to destroy the city and to hunt my mate?” Monica asked, as despair etched on her face, “I don’t think that old man would stop until Weston appears, and I am scared, Miss Clark. I am scared of what they might do to him!”“He f*cking killed an Alpha’s daughter, Monica. What do you expect? Just let Weston roam in this land without getting revenge for his only daughter and his only heir?” despite the ugly words, Hunter’s voice was cal
I watched how Hunter moved a lightning speed as he rushed towards Quintus who was shocked at his sudden attack the traitor flew down the cliff with his eyes fixed on Hunter, as if taunting my husband about how he killed Treyton in front of us.Then it was followed by a sickening thud as Quintus’ body perforated by the sharp pointed rocks, six hundred meters below where the violent waves of the ocean washed him away.[Hunter your brother—-]Hunter’s shoulders drooped in grief as he looked down the cliff. He stayed there for minutes until he moved and started to walk towards me.[He’s gone, Cassandra. There is no way he would survive that fall. We have to go back.] He uttered in a flat tone and I knew he only behaved like that when he tried to mask that intense grief he felt, just like when Sir Brochan died.[His body is not on the rocks, Hunter! Maybe he managed to survive!] I cried to him but he just gave me one angry look, his eyes crimson red as the MIdnight City burned brightly beh
“You know the last thing I ever wanted is to hurt you, Cassy.”There was agony on Treyton’s face as he looked at me, and then I remembered that little, helpless boy I met in the Albrecht dungeon. The very first time I saw him.Tears rolled down my cheeks. It hurts to see him so confused with himself. I cared so much for Treyton. I understood his pain. I wanted to help him. I really do! But it was so frustrating that I had no idea how to. I had no idea how to make that pain he embraced for so many years go away.“You know I can’t give you what you want, Treyton. I am so sorry that fate was not kind to you but I want you to know that I am happy I met you. You are right,” I sniffed and then chuckled trying to look at the bright side of everything, and that surprised Treyton when he saw the smile on my face, even in the middle of chaos happening in the Midnight pack.Even in the face of death.“You are right that none of us deserve to suffer that kind of pain—inflicted by the people we ex
“Domitian, you have to let me go! We have to make sure Monica is safe! We have to hurry maybe we still have time to capture Weston in Monica’s apartment!”Of course, I had no intention of giving Weston to them but it was the only way I could convince Domitian to release me from the anti-werewolf transformation cuff. If what the soldier said was right, then Weston had a plan to flee with Monica out of this continent, away from Hunter and Flavius. But I was not sure if it was the best for Monica knowing that Weston was not in his best thinking. Could he hurt Monica? The depth of their bond was not completely broken by whatever spell Treyton did to them. Maybe that was proof, enough for me to believe that he could take care of Monica.But Geneva… I can’t believe she was already gone just because of what her father did to her. I felt bad for her because I knew she wasn’t a completely evil she-wolf like her Dad. Yet again, she became another victim of power-hungry people who were willing t