~Otsana I gazed up at the faint sliver of sunlight that pierced through the small peephole in my dungeon. It was a cruel reminder of the world outside, a world I hadn’t seen for nearly three days. My throat burned with thirst, and my stomach twisted painfully with hunger. It felt like an eternity since I had tasted food or water, and my strength was rapidly fading. Cabin, the man who held me hostage, was a monster. That much I knew for certain. The mere thought of him filled me with a deep, seething hatred. He was the kind of man I couldn’t stand to be around for even a second. The resentment I harbored for him was overwhelming, and it only grew with each passing hour in this miserable place. Suddenly, the heavy door to the dungeon creaked open, and I squinted against the sudden influx of light. My heart skipped a beat when I saw who stood in the doorway. It was Callan and Jasper. Relief surged through me at the sight of them, but a pang of disappointment followed when I realized R
~Otsana It's been two days since Ralph returned, and I couldn’t shake the persistent urge to check on him. I didn’t exactly know why. It wasn’t like he cared about my sympathy or would even acknowledge it, but the need lingered. Maybe it was my subconscious trying to connect with him in a way that defied logic. Regardless, I found myself standing outside his office, heart racing. The thought of entering his office made my nerves jangle. I wasn’t sure what kind of reaction I’d get from him. Would he be cold? Dismissive? Or worse, angry? Still, I couldn’t seem to let it go. I had already brewed him a cup of coffee, something simple, yet it felt like an offering, a peace gesture that I wasn't even sure he would appreciate. I took a deep breath, then another, gathering my strength before knocking on the door. When the door finally opened, my anticipation plummeted. It wasn’t Ralph who answered, but Callan. He stood there with a welcoming smile, his presence immediately putting me somew
~Ralph I couldn’t shake the thought of the rogues lurking out there, planning their next move. Every fiber of my being screamed that they were waiting, biding their time, waiting for the perfect moment to strike again. I sat in a dimly lit room with Callan and my brother, Jasper, discussing strategies. My frustration was reaching a boiling point. “We can’t let them strike again,” I yelled, slamming my fist down on the bed, the anger consuming me. “We need to find them before they come for us again.” I tried to get up, to do something, anything. But my body, weakened from the brutal journey back, betrayed me. I collapsed back onto the bed, my muscles trembling with exhaustion. I hated this—hated feeling so powerless, so vulnerable. Every part of me wanted to get out there and hunt them down myself, but I was still too weak from the battle, the long, arduous trek back that nearly killed me. My mind was sharp, but my body refused to cooperate. “I have to get up,” I muttered through g
~Otsana Ever since I discovered that Alpha Ralph enjoyed the coffee I made, I’d been secretly sending him a cup every morning, though I had to use another maid to deliver it. He disliked me now—no, he hated me—and I was sure that was the reason he never wanted me near him. Still, I wasn’t trying to force myself into his life or expect a sudden change in our relationship. I just wished he would acknowledge me like he used to, I feel his current situation was my fault, I pushed him to that journey, if only I hadn't been captured by the rogues, maybe Ralph would still be nice to me. Even a little recognition or a small nod of approval from him, would’ve meant the world to me. Instead, he always kept his distance, treating me like I was invisible or worse, a nuisance. But still, I sent him the coffee, hoping that one day it might change his view, even if just a little. “Hey!” Kate’s voice broke through my thoughts like a splash of cold water. “Are you alright? You’ve been cutting that
~Ralph It's been weeks since Jasper returned with his son. Ever since, even with all the chaos going on in the pack, I've had a gnawing feeling that something bad was about to happen. I know my brother loves me and would never intentionally hurt me, but his sudden appearance with his son has left me uneasy. I paced back and forth in my chambers, my thoughts spinning. What is Jasper up to? “Aren’t you excited about your brother? I mean, he’s back after all this time. That’s got to be a good thing, right? Now that Jasper’s here, we’ll be stronger than ever, him helping out during the rogue attack, is enough evidence that he was useful to the pack,” Callan said, his eyes practically gleaming with excitement. He clearly didn’t share the same doubts I did. While Callan was thrilled, I couldn’t stop the growing unease inside me. Jasper’s return wasn’t as simple as Callan thought. He hadn’t been around in years, and now he was back, bringing with him the possibility of change, of upheaval
~Ralph Otsana stood trembling before me, her shoulders hunched as she tried to avoid making direct eye contact. I could see the fear in her eyes, the way she shifted nervously from foot to foot. The air around us was thick with tension. "Why did you break it, Otsana?" I asked, my voice low but carrying the weight of authority. Her eyes widened, and she swallowed hard before responding, her voice barely above a whisper. "I-I didn’t mean to, Alpha. I was working, supervising everyone like you asked, when suddenly I felt someone push me. I fell into the vase, and it broke." Her voice wavered with each word, as if she were afraid that every sound might condemn her further. One of the other girls, standing nearby, scoffed and crossed her arms. "She's lying, Alpha. I was right there, and no one pushed her. She did it on her own. I saw it with my own eyes." I turned my gaze toward the girl who had spoken, noting the smug expression on her face. She seemed all too eager to throw Otsana un
~Ralph I seethed, my fists clenched at my sides as I pace the room. The very thought of my brother Jasper's betrayal sent a bolt of rage through me. I had never expected him to want to take the Alpha position from me, and now, he has turned against me. My Beta, Callan, watched me with concern. "What are we going to do about Jasper?" he asked, his voice low and even. "We can't let him take the Alpha position from you." My jaw tensed. Callan continued, his voice steady. "You had ruled the pack for years, ever since your father's death. And when Jasper disappeared, with everyone thinking he was dead, you stepped in as Alpha and led us with strength and conviction. Now, he returned with a son, to try and claim the Alpha position from you? I wouldn't stand for it. We wouldn't stand for it. You can't let him take it away from you." I stopped pacing, and turned to face Callan, my eyes burning with intensity. "You're right," I said, my voice low and dangerous. "I won't let Jasper take th
~Otsana I stumbled through the halls, tears streaming down my cheeks. My heart pounded in my chest, and I felt like I couldn't breathe. "Otsana!" a voice called out, and I looked up to see Kate rushing towards me, concern etched on her face. "What's wrong? What happened?" I collapsed into Kate's arms, sobbing uncontrollably. "He was going to do it. He was going to force himself on me. I thought I was going to die." Kate gently guided me to a chair, her hand resting on my shoulder as I continued to sob. "Shh, it's okay, Otsana. You're safe now." She knelt down in front of me, her eyes filled with compassion. "You know, I'm actually surprised that Alpha Ralph was so patient with you. He could have forced himself on you a long time ago, but he didn't. Not after the incident with Jasper's unicorn." I looked up at Kate, confusion clouding my mind. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice small and trembling. Kate sighed, her brow furrowing in concern. "Otsana, you know that Alpha Ralph
~OtsanaTWO YEARS LATERThe sound of laughter echoed through the large packhouse as my twin boys darted past me, their tiny legs carrying them with surprising speed. They had inherited Ralph’s boundless energy and my mischievous spirit, a combination that kept the entire house on its toes. I leaned against the doorframe, a soft smile tugging at my lips as I watched Ralph chase after them, his deep laughter filling the space.“Gotcha!” Ralph exclaimed, scooping one of the boys up in his arms while the other giggled and tried to hide behind the couch. “Daddy’s too slow!” shouted Liam, the braver of the two, sticking his tongue out before Ralph mock-growled and lunged for him, sending him into fits of laughter.Life had changed so much in these past two years. Ralph’s curse had been broken the moment he marked me as his mate. The dark cloud that had once loomed over him dissipated, leaving behind a man who was capable of love, laughter, and boundless devotion. Together, we rebuilt what
~RalphThe hospital room was too quiet, save for the faint hum of the machines monitoring Otsana. My heart felt like it was about to burst out of my chest as I paced the length of the room. We needed to leave before Noah arrived. Every second wasted was a chance for him to track us down. I turned to Otsana, her pale face pulling at something deep inside me. “Come on, Otsana,” I said gently, touching her shoulder. “We need to go now.” She blinked at me, clearly exhausted, but she nodded weakly. I helped her sit up, her body frail and unsteady. She was strong—too strong—but even she couldn’t fight against the poison wreaking havoc inside her. “Ralph, hurry up!” Jasper hissed from the doorway, his eyes darting down the hallway. “We don’t have time for this!” I ignored him, focusing on Otsana. Her breathing was shallow, and just as I was about to help her stand, her body jerked violently. “Otsana?” I froze, watching in horror as she started convulsing. Her head snapped back, her
~NoahThe trembling maid stood before me, her knees almost buckling under the weight of her guilt. She couldn’t even meet my gaze. "Who sent you to poison Otsana?" I asked again, my voice as sharp and cold as a blade. Her lips quivered. “It… it was Dara, your betrothed.” I froze. Time seemed to stop as her words sank in. Dara. That manipulative, power-hungry witch. My fists clenched so hard I thought my knuckles would crack. "Dara?" I repeated, my tone low, dangerous. "Y-Yes, my lord," the maid stammered. "She... she paid me to do it." I cursed under my breath, anger flooding my veins. My vision blurred with red for a moment, and it took every ounce of restraint not to lash out. That woman… she dared to attack Otsana, my queen-to-be? The maid’s trembling grew worse, tears streaming down her face as if she knew her confession had just sealed her fate. I turned to one of my guards and made a subtle hand gesture. "Take care of her." The maid’s eyes widened in horror. “N
~RalphThe guesthouse was quiet, eerily so, as Jasper and I crept through the shadows. The soft rustle of leaves from the open windows barely masked the pounding of my heart. Every corner we turned seemed to be occupied by Noah’s guards. Their positioning was methodical, almost suffocating, as if they anticipated our every move.Jasper nudged my arm, his expression grim. "We can’t keep skulking around here. How are we supposed to get out with all these guys loitering like statues?"I shook my head, my mind racing. "We need to find a way out without alerting them. I already called Otsana… but she’s not answering her phone." I clenched my fists, the thought of her in danger fueling my frustration."You called her again?" Jasper whispered, his tone skeptical."Three times," I replied, my voice low but laced with tension. "No answer."Jasper frowned. "You think Noah’s got her locked away? That bastard would pull something like that."I exhaled sharply, trying to keep my emotions in check.
~OtsanaI woke to a piercing light stabbing through my eyelids. Groaning, I turned my head away, the sudden brightness making my head pound. Where was I? My body felt heavy, like I’d been weighed down by sandbags. My fingers twitched as I tried to push myself upright, but a wave of dizziness forced me back onto the soft mattress beneath me. I blinked several times, my vision slowly adjusting. White walls. The sterile smell of disinfectant. Machines softly beeping in the background. A hospital. My mind scrambled to piece together how I got here. “Otsana?” The familiar voice pulled me from my haze. I turned my head and saw Jessica sitting beside me, her face pale, her eyes rimmed red as though she’d been crying. “You’re awake,” she said softly, relief flooding her features. “You scared us, you know that?” I blinked at her, trying to make sense of her words. Scared? Why would she be scared? Then, like a dam breaking, fragments of last night rushed back to me. The dinner. The fo
~RalphSitting in the SUV parked a short distance from Noah’s mansion, I adjusted my seat for the fifth time. My nerves were on edge, but I kept my face calm. Outside, the night was dark and quiet, except for the faint hum of crickets. My men were silent, their eyes fixed on the mansion as if staring hard enough would give us a way in. Jasper, sitting in the driver’s seat, broke the silence. “So, Ralph,” he began, turning his head slightly to glance at me, “congratulations on the baby.” I froze for a moment, caught off guard. My throat felt dry, but I managed a shy, “Thank you.” He chuckled softly, shaking his head. “The mighty Alpha Ralph, my little brother, speechless. Never thought I’d see the day.” I gave him a small smile, staring out the window. “I saw it in my dreams,” I admitted quietly, almost to myself. “Otsana… she’s the only woman who could give me a child. I knew it would happen. I just didn’t know when.” Jasper grinned, leaning back. “Well, the Moon Goddess cle
~OtsanaA knock startled me. I froze in place, staring at the door, every nerve in my body on edge. Noah wouldn’t knock again. He’d been here moments ago, and he had no reason to knock again. If it were him, he would have burst in like he owned the place—because, in his mind, he did. Another knock came, softer this time. Could it…Could it be Jessica? My breath caught in my throat, and I rushed to the door. If it was her, there was no time to waste. My heart thudded as I cracked it open cautiously. Relief washed over me like a wave. It was her. She slipped into the room quickly, her movements sharp and hurried. “Close the door. Now,” she whispered, her voice low but firm. I slammed it shut and locked it this time, double-checking to make sure it was secure. Turning to her, I saw her sharp gaze sweep over me, taking in my tense posture and trembling hands. “What’s wrong?” she asked, her tone softening. “Why do you look like you’ve seen a ghost?” I exhaled shakily, tryi
~Otsana“Pick up, Ralph,” I whispered, biting my lip anxiously. When the call abruptly ended, my chest tightened, panic clawing at me. Jessica’s eyes darted to me. “Did he pick up?” I shook my head, my voice shaky. “He ended the call.” Jessica’s brows knitted together. “Try again.” With shaky hands, I redialed his number. This time, the phone didn’t even ring. Instead, a robotic voice informed me, ‘The number you are trying to reach is currently switched off.’ My stomach sank. “No, no, no,” I muttered, my voice cracking. I turned to Jessica, my eyes wide with fear. “His phone’s off. What should we do now?” Jessica exhaled sharply, placing her hands on her hips. “Calm down, Otsana. Panicking won’t help.” I couldn’t calm down, not with my thoughts spiraling into every worst-case scenario imaginable. “What if Noah forced an abortion on me? What if Ralph doesn’t know what’s happening here? Jessica, what if—” “Stop,” she said firmly, grabbing my shoulders. “We’ll figure thi
~RalphThe car sped down the dark road, the headlights slicing through the night like twin swords. Jasper sat beside me, his hands resting casually on his lap, but his eyes were sharp, scanning the horizon. Behind us, two more vehicles followed, packed with my guards. The silence in the car was thick, broken only by the occasional hum of the engine. I gripped the steering wheel tighter, my knuckles whitening. The thought of Noah’s smug face flashed in my mind, and my grip tightened further. I swear, if he so much as touched her— "Ralph," Jasper said, breaking my thoughts. "You're gonna crack the steering wheel in half if you keep doing that." I let out a heavy sigh and loosened my grip, though my mind remained restless. “Jasper,” I began, my voice low, “what do you think Grayson’s up to?” Jasper turned to me, raising an eyebrow. “Grayson? What about him?” I shrugged, my eyes fixed on the road ahead. “His silence. It’s unnatural. The man doesn’t know how to stay quiet. It feel