Everything was whispering to me one thing. Surrender. And so I did. You must be wondering who I am. Tonight, I am trying to not remember who I am. Tonight, I am just a naive virgin who entered the Alpha’s ball disguised as a noble princess, when I am just a pitiful Cinderella, wishing to have a taste of disobedience and sin. Tonight, I am a sinner. Why did nobody tell me that being a sinner is so pleasurable? A moan escaped my throat as he sucked on my breasts. The breast that did not even fill his big and manly hands. His dominant voice reminded her, “I will ruin this perfect body of yours.” I should be afraid but I am excited. That's what I want. Someone to ruin my heart and soul. Corrupt me. “Ahhh!” —------------------------------------ “I, Scarlett Rossi, might have just started a war by sleeping with my Pack’s biggest enemy.” Scarlet Rossi, forgotten daughter of Beta Vincent is betrothed to Alpha’s brother. The cruel brother has a reputation for torturing his women to death. She would willingly give up her life before the wedding to the monster, and so she planned her last revenge on the family. One that would surely leave them in ruins even after she became a cold corpse. It was giving away her virginity to a stranger whose name she refused to know, the stranger that she met at ball organized by the pack’s biggest enemy. Before she knew, the stranger turned to be the enemy pack’s Alpha who also happened to kidnap her on her wedding day before she could even commit suicide. In the twist of fate, she became the forbidden temptation of Alpha Dante, the one he could neither possess nor resist.
Lihat lebih banyakScarlet's POV“Is everyone fine?” I asked softly as Dante stepped out of the room. The pale hues of dawn had just begun to color the horizon, and it was clear he had not slept a single moment through the night. His voice had filled the corridors for hours, calm but clipped while issuing commands over the phone in a manner that made it impossible for me to rest.Dante offered a nod, his expression unreadable. “There was not much danger. No casualties. Some property was damaged and burned, but we did not lose anyone.”A wave of relief passed over me, unexpected but undeniable.“Property loss is something we can recover from,” I responded instinctively, “but losing people… that leaves wounds time cannot always heal.”He studied me for a moment, as though there was something he wanted to say but chose not to. Eventually, he spoke again. “Vespara should be arriving shortly. She must be exhausted after the attack. Make sure she gets some sleep.”He said it so naturally, as if it were the mo
The sound of shattering porcelain echoed through the Alpha’s residence like a war cry. The ornate vase lay in pieces at Alpha Juno’s feet. His chest heaved as he read news that had just arrived from the Phantom Moon pack.“How?” he hissed, voice trembling with fury. “How the hell did they survive again?”Just moments ago, Rome had been standing in this pack. And now the report claimed he had already reached Phantom Moon and led a successful counterattack?His lips curled. Impossible. The pack was supposed to be vulnerable. Half their army had been drawn away. Five hundred rogue soldiers ruthless, bloodthirsty, and born to kill, had been deployed in secret. And now… they were all dead. Every single one of them.Juno paced the room like a caged beast, his mind reeling.What sort of monsters guarded that cursed territory? What kind of warriors could decimate an army of five hundred rogues?No one knew he had orchestrated the attack. Not even Alpha of DarkMoon who was his own ally. This h
“Damn you, Killian… for leaving me alone,” she whispered.The words barely left her lips, but the ache inside her flared with them.“I don’t know how you managed to stay so calm in situations like this. It’s so fucking hard to be at the front and still care about saving everyone else…”She leaned back against the wall, beer still untouched.A few minutes later, the familiar scent reached her before he did. Rome sat down beside her without asking.“Cursing Killian?” he asked with a low chuckle. “I miss that bastard today.”Vespara didn’t look at him. “If he were here, I wouldn’t have to deal with your obnoxious ass. He was enough to keep you in line.” She let out a bitter breath. “I hate that he left me to deal with you alone. I wish… I wish I had died in his place.”Rome reached out, his touch surprisingly gentle as he placed a finger over her lips.“Don’t speak nonsense, arch enemy,” he said quietly. “If you died… who the hell would I fight with?”After a while, Rome broke the silenc
War broke out in the Phantom Moon Pack.Masked men, their allegiance unknown, stormed the borders under the cover of dusk. They were not from any recognized pack, no scent, no crest, no identity. They moved like shadows, ruthless and organized. Houses were plundered. Women were captured. Children vanished into the chaos. Blood stained the soil as wolves fought desperately to defend their home.Vespara stood at the center of it all, leading her soldiers with grim determination. She chose a defensive strategy—contain, protect, survive. Her orders were clear: save the people first. And she did. Under her command, hundreds were rescued and pulled out of harm’s way. But still, many remained in the hands of the enemy.At her command, the borders of the pack were sealed. Even if the masked invaders wished to flee, escape would no longer be easy. Still, they seemed to have the upper hand. Vespara's forces were cornered, and just when desperation gripped the air—A thunderous howl rose behind
Dante’s POVWhen I reached the room, the first thought that crossed my mind was what if she tried the same thing as last night?God help me if she did.The way she looked at dinner tonight… like every man’s fevered dream made flesh nd yet completely aware of the effect she had. Her dress hugged her like a second skin, and that little tilt of her chin when she caught me watching? I felt my composure slipping right then.If she pulled another stunt like that, I wouldn’t survive it. I wouldn’t have the strength to push her away.I don’t have that kind of control when it comes to her. Scarlet as she is everything I shouldn’t want, everything I have warned myself against. Yet somehow, she is the only one I seem to see.When I opened the door and stepped in, my eyes landed on her instantly.She was perched on the edge of the window, knees drawn up slightly, her arms resting on the frame, eyes fixed outside like she was searching for something or someone. She was still wearing the same dre
I turned slowly, already knowing who it was. “What do you want?”There she stood, Alyssa. My fake sister. Her chin tilted with arrogance, her lips twisted into a cruel smirk. The same face I had grown up seeing tower over me, looking down like I was less than dirt.“Is that how you speak to your Luna?” she snapped, voice sharp with wounded pride.“You are not my Luna,” I said flatly, not even blinking.“Juno is your Alpha. That makes me your Luna,” she said, voice rising with authority she thought I still feared.But I didn’t.“You’re nothing but a murderer.” The words left my mouth before I could filter them. For the first time, they didn’t taste like fear. They tasted like truth.She froze, her eyes widening in shock. “What did you just say?”“A murderer who killed her own mother,” I said, steady and unwavering.“Shut up, Scarlet!” she hissed, stepping closer, but I didn’t flinch.“Alyssa,” I said calmly, “you should really stop. If you keep acting like this, your precious little co
Scarlet’s POVAccording to Rome, if I was hungry, I could come down and eat—dinner was being served like a communal feast, with all three packs gathering under one roof. It was supposed to be a friendly affair. Supposed to be.But the sight of the Moonlord Pack’s faces with their cold, judgmental expressions couldn’t help but sneer as they saw me, made me want to retreat and curl back under the covers. Unfortunately, my stomach didn’t share that sentiment. The rats in there were holding a riot.So, I decided to get up.I slipped into one of the dresses I had brought with me. A simple emerald green piece. It was one of the few outfits already waiting for me in the room Dante had arranged. I hadn’t packed much myself, just the bare minimum. Yet, somehow, everything here—the clothes, the shoes, the little touches in the room, they fit me like they were chosen with me in mind. Like someone had seen me, really seen me.The dress looked ordinary at first glance. But up close, there were the
Dante’s POV“Is everything alright, Alpha?” Rome asked, watching me closely. I must have looked like hell, quite exhausted, restless. That’s because I was. I hadn’t slept a wink all night.Scarlet.That woman had completely messed with my head. I couldn’t even stay in the same room as her after what happened last night. I left early, before sunrise, just to avoid whatever seductive plan she had in store. I didn’t know what had gotten into her but I knew one thing for sure. She wasn’t up to anything good.Rome and I sat alone in the strategy room when he spoke again. “It seems Alpha Juno didn’t order his Luna to hurt Scarlet after all,” he said. “According to what our wolves overheard, Alpha Juno confronted his Luna, and she claimed Scarlet had lost her mind. That she was so traumatised by her situation, she tried to harm others… even herself. She said Scarlet couldn’t take it anymore, knowing her sister became Luna while she was left to rot in a prison.”I clenched my jaw, frowning de
Dante’s POv Rome poured me another drink, the amber liquid catching the light just right as it sloshed into the glass. “Alpha,” he grumbled, voice filled with frustration, “will the negotiations start again tomorrow?”I didn’t bother looking at him. Just hummed. I wasn’t in the mood to talk politics.“They’re not playing by the rules, those motherfuckers,” Rome snapped. “Why do we keep following protocol while they get to act like savages?”“Because we’re not the same,” I replied coolly, swirling the whiskey in my hand.Rome was still fuming. “They almost killed Scarlet just to avoid accountability. And now they want to drag her back home like a trophy to polish their reputation. Hypocrites. They don’t care if she lives or dies.”I stayed quiet. I didn’t need to agree. Rome was right.When we returned to our residence, he paused in the hallway. “She can stay in my room. I’ll crash on the couch.”“No need,” I said. My tone was flat, but my thoughts weren’t. I didn’t trust him, not dru
Scarlett’s POVRed room.A haven of temptation.Cloaked in shades of crimson so deep they seemed to bleed desireHeavy red velvet drapes framed the walls.The dim glow of a crystal chandelier spilled down like liquid gold.At the center, a majestic bed stood, whispering elegance and sin.On the far wall, a gilded mirror stretched nearly floor to ceiling, reflecting two figures mingling in tantalizing heat.Everything was whispering one thing to me. Surrender.And so I did.You must be wondering who I am?Tonight, I am trying not to remember who I am.Tonight, I am just a naive virgin who entered the Alpha’s ball disguised as a noble princess, when I am just a pitiful Cinderella, just to have a taste of disobedience and sin.Tonight, I am a sinner.Why did nobody tell me that being a sinner is so pleasurable`?A moan escaped my throat as he sucked on my breasts. The breast that did not even fill his big and manly hands. He was easily six feet and five inches and built like a mountain. ...
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