EVELYNThe musky scent of Cole filled the narrow space between us. My mind started to swirl as I met his burning gaze. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach, and a tingling sensation crawled down my spine.I didn’t know what had triggered his heat, but I was certain he was consumed by the heightened state that all wolves experienced at one point after maturing.I knew the feeling all too well.I remember the first time I’d been overtaken by that strong, uncontrollable force. It was two months after the trial, on a full-moon night. Cole had summoned me to serve in his chamber. I’d felt strange earlier that evening – my heart rate was exceptionally fast, and my belly ached as if I were going through a period. When I arrived at the chamber, engulfed by his scent, I lost my sanity. My memory was hazy after. But I could still recall the shameless moans that escaped from my throat and the pleas I uttered. I begged him to ease the excruciating pain between my thighs. I rode him frantically, ti
EVELYNI felt a tingle spread across my scalp as I locked eyes with Jack's dark, unreadable gaze.Of all people, he was the last I’d expected to see. I hadn’t thought he’d find me so quickly. His masked face was illuminated by the torchlight, casting a large shadow on the stone wall behind him, as though it surrounded me.Cole growled at Jack – a low, rumbling sound that made the guards behind Jack appeared panicked for a moment. It was a warning to back off.Jack glanced at Cole. He didn’t seem surprised to find us here together. His gaze snapped back to me as he demanded.“Come here, Eva.”He still used my nickname, but the usual softness in his tone was gone. The lazy curve of his smile that often accompanied his words had vanished entirely. I had never seen him like this before – so outwardly cold. Of course, Jack had always carried a predatory smoothness in his demeanor, but now he simply was…terrifying.I swallowed hard and clenched my fists tightly. “No.”My eyes darted behind
EVELYNAs the blue aura flashed, all the guards leaped up. Their expressions were filled with terror, their eyes wide, their limbs failing aimlessly in the air. Then they fell to the ground with a heavy crash. The sound of crushing bonds was harsh and chilling, followed by a series of groans echoing through the room. “What…what’s that?” They exchanged panicked glances before their eyes fixed on the dark entrance of the vault, where the blue aura had appeared and still lingered.Jack stiffened as he stared intently at the blueness.Slowly, a man walked out. His figure was tall and strong. He held a piece of sapphire in his hand, which seemed to be the source of the blue aura.It took a moment for me to recognize him. He was the man who had been with Sylvia back at that little house.A wave of relief washed over me. At least the intruder was not an enemy.But why was he here? Was he here to save us?The man gave us no acknowledgement. His gaze fixed on Jack as he picked up a silver da
EVELYNI would never forget that day—the day of my trial, when my life fell apart. The man I loved sat on the throne, declaring my doom. Pain shot through me like lightning as I was forced to kneel, bowing my head before him. His familiar dark eyes stared into my soul with contempt and hatred.Tears welled up in my eyes.“Evelyn Caddel, as the Alpha King of Hescor, I hereby pronounce you and your family guilty of treason. Your noble titles shall be revoked, your lands confiscated, and your honor erased. You shall endure the harshest punishments under the law of Hescor.”Then, he reached out, cupping my chin, and lowered his voice into a chilling whisper. “I told you—you’d regret choosing the wrong man, Evelyn.”***"It's a lovely day," Elsa said, spreading her arms out and facing the sun streaming in through the window. "A shame we have to spend in the palace."I laughed at that, pulling the cart down the hallway."There are worse things.""Like what?"Humiliation. Hopelessness. Tortur
EVELYNNo one in the entire courtyard dared speak on the subject, but no one could ever forget Jack or the fierce, brutal struggle between the two princes.The violence, heartbreak, and bloodshed.No one wanted to relive it.After a long, tense silence, Anastasia finally spoke.“You must be exhausted. I’ve prepared a welcoming banquet for you this evening. Perhaps you should get some rest after your long journey.”The Alpha King did not respond, but I saw his boots move forward as he presumably walked toward the palace.As his footsteps grew distant, I raised my eyes.He continued up the steps of the marble staircase leading to the palace. As he ascended, he waved a hand and called Mr. Barrett over. The head servant moved swiftly, and after a quiet exchange, Cole turned toward us, his gaze meeting mine.My heart raced.Mr. Barrett glanced at me as well and then nodded.Cole tensed his jaw, then walked into the palace, followed by the Beta and the King’s Guard. After they disappeared th
EVELYNI stopped. I knew I should have simply walked out the room. Normally, I tolerated remarks like that without pause, but today… I just couldn’t accept it. Agitation flooded through me.I walked straight toward Melanie, and her rosy cheeks went pale as she gulped in surprise. Panic painted her expression as I stopped in front of her and stared into her eyes coldly.“What—what are you—” she began to say, but I cut her off before she could finish her statement.“Mr. Barrett is outside of this room,” I said harshly. “What do you think he would do if he heard you all gossiping about the King and his private affairs? Do you think he would be pleased to hear your insults?”All around me, the others stiffened at once.As Melanie’s lower lip quivered, I leaned in closer and spoke just low enough for her to hear.“You should mind your tongue if you don’t want to lose it,” I threatened.The maid grew even paler, surprised by my growl. Her eyes glanced at the door, as if checking to see if Mr
EVELYNMy heart flinched when Aiden called me “Eve”, my old nickname. My expression softened for a brief second and I nearly gave in to a smile.But I couldn’t allow him to speak to me like that, especially not here in the Alpha King’s domain. It was too risky, too familiar.Even if I wanted to be, I wasn’t that girl anymore.“I’m a maid of the royal palace,” I reminded him, carefully slipping from his gaze as I spoke. “And it’s only proper for a maid to greet the King’s Guard with respect.”Aiden’s brow furrowed.“You shouldn’t call me by a nickname.” I glanced around. “Especially not here. Speaking to a lowly maid like that would threaten and demean your reputation, Sir.”He ran a hand through his thick copper hair and then uttered a small sigh. “I don’t care about my reputation.”I wasn’t sure if his words were true. I straightened my posture and made my expression as neutral as possible.“I must leave,” I managed. “The King isn’t fond of waiting in his chamber alone. It was a pleas
I have no idea how long he had been here. I quickly pulled away from Aiden and bowed to the Alpha King. “Your Majesty.”Beside me, Aiden straightened, stamped his chest, and bowed his head as well.Cole’s dark eyes flickered between us before he stepped closer. A shiver ran through me, and for a moment, I felt like prey cornered by a dangerous predator.“Did you not hear my question?” he asked, his deep voice colder than before.I kept my head lowered and conjured an answer. “I accidentally tripped and nearly fell over. Sir Moran helped steady me before I could collapse.”He studied me before he spoke. “Where is Mr. Barrett? Didn’t I instruct him to escort you to my chamber?”“Mr. Barrett had an emergency to handle, Your Majesty. I told him I could manage on my own. It isn’t his fault.”Cole snorted and rolled his eyes. “It seems you weren’t, in fact, able to manage yourself.”Without another word, he took my arm and pulled me toward him, then led me toward his chamber.I struggled to
EVELYNAs the blue aura flashed, all the guards leaped up. Their expressions were filled with terror, their eyes wide, their limbs failing aimlessly in the air. Then they fell to the ground with a heavy crash. The sound of crushing bonds was harsh and chilling, followed by a series of groans echoing through the room. “What…what’s that?” They exchanged panicked glances before their eyes fixed on the dark entrance of the vault, where the blue aura had appeared and still lingered.Jack stiffened as he stared intently at the blueness.Slowly, a man walked out. His figure was tall and strong. He held a piece of sapphire in his hand, which seemed to be the source of the blue aura.It took a moment for me to recognize him. He was the man who had been with Sylvia back at that little house.A wave of relief washed over me. At least the intruder was not an enemy.But why was he here? Was he here to save us?The man gave us no acknowledgement. His gaze fixed on Jack as he picked up a silver da
EVELYNI felt a tingle spread across my scalp as I locked eyes with Jack's dark, unreadable gaze.Of all people, he was the last I’d expected to see. I hadn’t thought he’d find me so quickly. His masked face was illuminated by the torchlight, casting a large shadow on the stone wall behind him, as though it surrounded me.Cole growled at Jack – a low, rumbling sound that made the guards behind Jack appeared panicked for a moment. It was a warning to back off.Jack glanced at Cole. He didn’t seem surprised to find us here together. His gaze snapped back to me as he demanded.“Come here, Eva.”He still used my nickname, but the usual softness in his tone was gone. The lazy curve of his smile that often accompanied his words had vanished entirely. I had never seen him like this before – so outwardly cold. Of course, Jack had always carried a predatory smoothness in his demeanor, but now he simply was…terrifying.I swallowed hard and clenched my fists tightly. “No.”My eyes darted behind
EVELYNThe musky scent of Cole filled the narrow space between us. My mind started to swirl as I met his burning gaze. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach, and a tingling sensation crawled down my spine.I didn’t know what had triggered his heat, but I was certain he was consumed by the heightened state that all wolves experienced at one point after maturing.I knew the feeling all too well.I remember the first time I’d been overtaken by that strong, uncontrollable force. It was two months after the trial, on a full-moon night. Cole had summoned me to serve in his chamber. I’d felt strange earlier that evening – my heart rate was exceptionally fast, and my belly ached as if I were going through a period. When I arrived at the chamber, engulfed by his scent, I lost my sanity. My memory was hazy after. But I could still recall the shameless moans that escaped from my throat and the pleas I uttered. I begged him to ease the excruciating pain between my thighs. I rode him frantically, ti
Addison’s eyes widened as she glared at Oakley in disbelief, but Oakley’s gaze fixed ahead.Frank twitched his lips, his eyes darting between Oakley and Addison. Of course, he didn’t believe it. The lowly man was clearly hiding something. Maybe he played a game with the sassy bitch. Some predators savored toying with their preys – that much was understandable. And it wasn’t surprising that this pathetic low-born man wanted some fun with a high-born lady. What else could a wretch like him want? Not that mattered. Frank simply didn’t care. As long as the result was the same, it didn’t bother him if Oakley kept his own nasty little secrets. Everyone had secrets. And the truth was better left buried. If Elsa had understood that, she wouldn’t have been in this situation.“Well, if that’s the case, then what are you waiting for? You have her here. Just end her,” Frank said. “Morning is approaching – we don’t have all day, do we?”Oakley glanced at Elsa again. There was a moment of hesitati
ELSAUpstairs, in the Frank’s study – above the cell where the earlier confrontation had taken place, a gruesome scene was unfolding.Elsa Perry lay sprawled the floor, blood streaming from her mouth as she screamed.“You lied to me!” she shouted, her voice raw and venomous. “You fucking liar!”Frank Crawford loomed over her, his muddy brown eyes hard and full of distain as they bored into her petite form writhing in pain on the floor. His hand shot out, grabbing her by her pale blond hair and yanking her upright.“It’s your fault for wanting the truth,” he sneered, his lip curling into a cruel smile. “Now that you’ve gotten it, you’re unhappy. You’re never satisfied, are you, girl?”Elsa spat at him, the bloody saliva splattering against his cheek. Frank’s face twisted in disgust, his features turning an angry shade of scarlet. He released her abruptly, letting her fall back to the floor with a sharp thud. Her chin hit the ground hard, but she refused to make more than a small, stifl
OAKLEYOakley groaned, his knees slamming into the ground with a heavy thud. A sharp pain shot up his legs from the impact, exacerbated by the dagger lodged into his thigh. His entire body burned with a white-hot agony. Before he could make another move, Aiden’s strong hand clamped around his neck, claws pressing menacingly against his skin.Despite the pain and the danger, Oakley barked out a laugh, the sound filling the cell. “I underestimated you, Aiden Moran,” he said, a note of approval in his voice. “You seem to have improved rather quickly, haven’t you?”Aiden scoffed, rolling his dark blue eyes as he tightened his grip. “All thanks to your brutal lessons. Had it not been for you, I wouldn’t have learned that much.”“I bet that you should really thank those potions,” Oakley replied, a sly smirk on his face. “But don’t take too much at once. They’ll ruin you. You don't want to see that beautiful lady weep over you, do you?”“Mind your own business,” Aiden snapped, his jaw tigh
OAKLEYOakley leaned against the window frame, his gaze locked on the mist-laden sky. It should have been a full moon tonight, but the heavy clouds swallowed any trace of light. The air was thick, damp, and oppressive.Nights in Gods’ Peak were always like this—long, suffocating, and endless. But tonight, it was worse. Tonight, he had lives to take.The others often assumed he reveled in it, given how swiftly and mercilessly he carried out his missions. His cold demeanor, his chilling reputation, made the assumption inevitable. But the truth was far from that. He never savored the kill; he loathed it. A sickening weight pressed down on him every time he saw the life drain from someone’s eyes—even the vile Lord who had stolen his sister away.He could still remember that day as if it had happened yesterday- the day he finally avenged the man who had disrupted his life.He’d slipped into that grand, opulent house under the cover of darkness, waiting patiently for the bustling party to e
“This is the way of hospitality in House Fox?” Sylvia scoffed as she glanced down her wrists. She had been bound in silver cuffs that glinted even in the dim light of the room. “You do realize silver has no effect on me? I’m not a werewolf.”Jack, unfazed by her words, took a leisurely sip of his tea. He was seated in the chair opposite Sylvia, his long legs crossed with practiced elegance.“I wasn’t concerned about the material” he replied evenly. “I doubted you had the strength to break any cuffs at all.”He signaled to the servant standing beside Sylvia, who immediately poured tea into a fine porcelain cup before placing it in front of her. The fragrant steam curled into the air, but Sylvia didn’t touch it. Her guard remained as steadfast as her composure. Jack offered a faint smile. “It’s the same blend you used to drink in the palace,” he remarked, gesturing toward the tea. “I hope I haven’t remembered it wrong.”Sylvia’s sharp gaze didn’t waver as she scrutinized him. “You to
JACK“There!” Marcel Fox barked, his voice cutting through the night like a whip. “Check behind the bushes!”The guards of his household were shouting and running everywhere, searching for any trace of the missing Alpha King. The chaos, coupled with the tense, panicked tones of the guards, reminded Jack much of the day when his father died.On that terrible day, he had watched the guards running in frantic circles like a flock of lambs without a shepherd dog. He had stood among them, still and silent, knowing they were close to their grim discovery. He knew the moment they passed through that cluster of bushes, they would find his father lying on the muddy ground—disfigured, mutilated, like a butchered pig. He had thought he would feel satisfaction when that moment arrived.But he didn’t.Instead, he stood there, numb, as if a hollow had opened in his chest. The cold wind seemed to blow straight through that emptiness, chilling him to the bone.He had finally killed the one who murd