Dante’s POVIt had been a week since Scarlet moved in with me. She didn’t talk much not that I expected her to. I didn’t push her to smile or pretend she was happy. Still, the way she moved around my house was like she belonged here and it was enough to get under my skin. She didn’t ask for permission to act like the queen of my place. She walked like she owned the damn place.And then this morning, everything shifted.A messenger arrived unannounced, wrapped in black and crimson with the unmistakable crest of the BloodMoon Pack on his chest. My wolves let him through without a fight. Of course, they did. BloodMoon had stayed out of this war from the beginning. They didn’t pick sides when hell broke loose between my pack, the MoonLords, and the Darkwood wolves. They just watched from their tower in the north. I met the messenger in the council hall.He wasn’t one for pleasantries. “The MoonLord and Darkwood packs have reached out to BloodMoon,” he said. “They want a ceasefire. A trea
Scarlet’s POVI think rest is not written in my fate.Just when I had begun to feel a little bit of peace in my heart, I was ordered to move again.No one told me where I was going. No one bothered to explain why. They simply put me in a car with one silent driver. I looked ahead and saw nearly twenty cars in front of me and twenty more behind. The entire convoy moved through unfamiliar lands, and I sat there, quiet and uncertain, with questions pressing heavily on my chest.Where are we going. Why now.I had no answers. Only fear that crawled beneath my skin. I stared out the window and watched as we crossed familiar borders and moved deeper into enemy territory. That was when it struck me. We were entering the BloodMoon Pack.Why are we going here. I whispered it to myself, though no one was there to listen.The dread only grew heavier.When the cars stopped, I was led out along with others. I turned to look and saw men who wore the same expression I had. Some of them were from my p
Scarlet's POVI looked down at the woman crying in my arms—Alyssa. My so-called sister. The picture of grief and biterness mixed into one. Her tears streamed down her cheeks like a perfect performance, her voice trembling just enough to tug at the hearts of those watching.But I knew better.Each time I looked at her, I saw the face of someone who had helped destroy everything I once loved. I saw the girl who alomng with her mother harmed me always. I saw the woman who let injustice bleed through our halls and did nothing. I saw the one who got her own mother killed through her selfishness and lies. And now, she stood here, pretending to care.“Scarlet, I am so happy to see you well,” Alyssa said between sobs, still clinging to me like we had never been apart. Her voice broke at all the right places. Her timing was perfect.She looked beautiful even while crying. She always had. It made people believe her. Feel sorry for her. Want to protect her.But I knew her heart. And I knew she w
Scarlet’s POVLater, I learned the truth that Bloodmoon Pack was acting as the neutral party and the negotiator between the three packs. They wanted the war to end. A fragile peace was to be discussed behind those closed doors where four Alphas sat at one table, deciding the fate of many. Including mine.As negotiations began, the prisoners from both sides were moved to resting quarters, rooms the Bloodmoon Pack had arranged for us. Mine was small but clean, with a soft bed and fresh sheets. I should have been grateful, but the uncertainty gnawed at me.The moment the door closed behind me, I buried my face in the pillow and screamed. It was a muffled cry of frustration and helplessness. I had no idea what would come of the treaty.Would I be sent back?The thought sent a chill through me.The week I had spent at Dante’s pack—the Phantom Moon—had been the best week of my life. There were no interrogations, no cruelty, no threats. We barely exchanged words, but his silence was kinder t
The tears stung my eyes, and suddenly, Alyssa stopped. Her grip on my neck loosened just enough for me to suck in a breath."Your life belonged to me," she said, her voice dripping with venom. "I will be the one to kill you, not them."Her words hit harder than her blows. She was the most cruel person I had ever known. More crueler than Hector or my mother. She was twisted, hides behind a smile but has the heart of a murderer. She has no conscience. She would never realise that she had done wrong to me. As she started to leave, I whispered with the last bit of strength I could muster, “I saw… I saw how Mom died. I didn’t get her killed. You did. You’re selfish. You’re a monster, just like Hector. You’re a murderer, Alyssa.”although I could not fight against her but I won't be quiet. I will tell her how wrong she was. What she had done? Enough was enough! I would not keep my calm anymore. I am not scared of beaten up. She froze for a moment, her back to me, but the moment was fleeti
Dante’s POVThe room was silent as Alpha Juno held out the treaty. Alpha Edward sat across from me, trying to appear calm, but I saw the flicker of worry in his eyes. My gaze swept across the table once, then returned to the paper in front of me.I stood still for a moment, and then, I said,“I refuse.”A sharp breath was heard. Alpha Edward leaned forward, trying to reason with me, his voice laced with urgency. “Alpha Dante, please. The three packs are suffering. If you don’t sign this treaty, you’ll be standing against a peace that could save countless lives. Let us not allow your personal vendetta to destroy what could be a new beginning.”I chuckled, low and bitter.Then I raised my fist and brought it down not with full force, but enough to rattle the entire table. Papers fluttered. Everyone stiffened.“A greater peace? For whom exactly?” I growled, my voice low and dangerous. “Peace for these bastards?” I pointed toward the Alpha of the Moon Lord Pack and the Alpha of the Darkmoon
Third POVWhen Alpha Edward walked out of the negotiation room, his Beta was already waiting for him with a report in his hand. His expression was tense, and Edward could tell something serious had happened even before reading a single word.The report stated that Scarlet Rossetti had been attacked in her room.Special security soldiers had been posted near the rooms where the prisoners were staying. These guards were not noticeable to ordinary people, and their duty was to protect and monitor the prisoners at all times. According to the report, Alyssa, the Luna of the Moonlord Pack, had entered Scarlet’s room. A few minutes later, she came out alone. No one knew exactly what happened inside, but when Rome and his men entered the room shortly after Alyssa left, they found Scarlet badly injured. She was lying on the floor, bruised and bleeding. Rome had immediately called a doctor and strengthened the security around her room.When Scarlet first arrived at Edward’s territory, she had n
Scarlet’s POVWhen I woke up, the first thing I noticed was how soft the bed felt, definitely not prison-grade. My fingers brushed against smooth silk, and as my vision adjusted, I realized I was no longer in that simpler room. This room was… lavish. Warm golden lighting. Rich wood panelling. A faint scent of something masculine like cedar and danger.I sat up slowly, my head still a bit heavy. That’s when I saw him.Dante.Leaning casually against the window, half-naked, holding a glass of amber whiskey like he was in a cologne commercial. His tattoo curled down the side of his torso like it had been drawn by sin itself, highlighting every sculpted inch of his abs. And that smirk—God, that smirk. Equal parts arrogant and devastating.What on earth was wrong with you, Scarlet? Why do you want to pounce on him? “Why am I here?” I asked, trying to sound firm, though my eyes may have lingered a little too long on his chest.He took a slow sip of his drink, then gave me a look that was in
Dante’s POVOne month and one week. That’s how long I have been away from my pack. Finally, I’m back.The capital drains the life out of me every time. Dealing with that greedy werewolf king, listening to his endless demands, his smug little smirks, it grates on my nerves more than anything else. I was counting the hours until I could breathe my own air again.Vespara sat beside me in the car, looking half-dead herself. It seemed she caught some damn flu in the capital. She kept stopping the car every hour to puke her guts out. Not that I blamed her.When we finally reached home, I offered to take her to Elizabeth, but Vespara just waved me off. Said she was too tired to even lift her arms, let alone visit a doctor. Told me she was going to fall into bed and not wake up for a month.Honestly, I understood. I was tired too. Too fucking tired. Four hours of sleep a night, at best, was no way for a wolf to live, especially not one with responsibilities like mine. Dragging my aching b
Scarlet’s POVRed was awake now. That night, under the silver glow of the full moon, we finally ran together. It wasn't just a run, it was freedom. Red didn't go back to sleep after that, not like before. She stayed with me, alive and warm, talking to me in my mind throughout the day.When I told Elizabeth, I broke down crying in her lap. It was such big news for me, maybe the biggest since I was born. It gave me a new kind of strength, a fresh reason to fight even harder for myself.Since the day I embarrassed myself at the temple, I hadn’t seen Rome again. Thank the goddess. He used to come by to collect files, but after that disaster, I changed the door locks. There was no way I could face him again.With so much time on my hands, I turned to cleaning. Corner by corner, nook by nook, I scrubbed and dusted until the whole house gleamed. When that was done, I cooked. I ate. Still, the hours stretched endlessly before me.Bored out of my mind, I remembered the thick medi
Scarlet’s POVAfter my therapy session today, I went to the temple. This place had become more than just a site of prayer for me. It was my sanctuary, my peace. I often stayed here for hours, sitting quietly on the stone steps, letting the soft murmurs of the temple grounds soothe the ache inside me. Sometimes, I volunteered to help the temple staff with chores. Slowly, the people here had become familiar, and their smiles made the loneliness bearable.Today was special as the temple was running a free kitchen for refugees from a neighbouring pack that had been devastated by war. Without a second thought, I rolled up my sleeves and helped. I stirred giant pots of stew, packed bundles of food, and handed warm meals to people who had lost everything. It was exhausting, but it filled something hollow inside me, even if just for a little while. By the time everything was cleaned up, the sun had begun to set. I sat on the cold stone steps of the temple, feeling the ache of the day's wo
Scarlet’s POV Dante didn’t come home for a whole week. At first, I tried to inquire. I asked one of the soldiers if something had happened, if he was alright. The soldier explained politely that Alpha Dante had been buried under a mountain of work. When he had gone to Bloomoon for negotiations, the responsibilities of his own pack had piled up in his absence, and now he was trying to catch up.Moreover, he told me that the Alpha had been summoned to the capital regarding the new territory he had secured after removing the rogues. At first, I thought it was just a formality—after all, Dante had risked so much to cleanse that territory. But then I heard whispers that the newly granted land was hiding something far more valuable: a gold mine. When news of the gold spread to the capital, it caused chaos. The nobles were greedy and self-serving, and so they wanted the entire mine to come under central government control. They argued, twisted the laws, and schemed. But the rules clearly
Scarlet’s POV Elizabeth was patiently explaining my new health plan, but I sat there in a daze, struggling to absorb everything. Her voice was calm and it was with a tone that left little room for argument."According to your height," she said, glancing at the notepad in her hand, "you need to gain at least fifteen more kilograms. You’re far too underweight, Scarlet. Your body is extremely weak right now. You need to focus on eating highly nutritious food, proper meals, rich in everything your body has been deprived of for years."I nodded, still feeling a little overwhelmed.“I had my disciple prepare a meal plan especially for you,” she continued, setting a neatly printed file in front of me. "It’s detailed and tailored for your needs. You'll also find a daily exercise routine included. You must follow it without skipping a day. Scarlet, your body needs structure as much as it needs food."She paused briefly, her eyes softening a little before adding, "I’ll also have a DVD sent to
Scarlet’s POVThe soldier left me at the doorstep of Dante’s house. It was the same place from which I had earlier departed for the Bloodmoon Pack. Standing there, staring at the familiar door, I hesitated. I didn’t know if I had the right to walk in or belonged here anymore. After all, I was here because of a lie. It is not I who is pregnant but Vespara, and I am using her. But the door creaked open before I could talk myself out of it. Quietly, I stepped inside. The house was silent, almost too silent, as if holding its breath. I sank onto a chair near the entrance, folding my hands tightly in my lap. Minutes ticked by in uneasy silence until a soldier appeared, bowing politely before speaking.“Lady Elizabeth wishes to see you,” he said.I perked up immediately. “Did she return already?” I asked, barely able to contain my excitement.Elizabeth had told me she would be back very late as she had gone to treat a little girl who had no wolf. I hadn’t expected her back so soon. Among a
“Adultery isn’t accepted here in Phantom Moon, Alyssa. You think you know everything about Dante and me, but you don’t. He is an Alpha. He is bigger and greater than anyone you have ever met, and he treated me with more respect in a few days than you and your pack did in 18 years. So, I won’t stand here and let you speak ill of him, not after everything he’s done, not after the way he has treated me. You are the one who’s wrong here, Alyssa. Not me. Not Dante.”Her face twisted in shock, but I could see the crack in her confidence, the slight shift in her posture. I said further, “And how will you know the impact of fated mate? You are an unmarked Luna which could implicate that your Alpha is having sexual relationship with other women.” Her eyes burned as though I had pushed her sore spot. I added,, “And Alyssa, you wouldn't want anyone to know what you did yesterday, would you? I have kept quiet so far… but if you keep pushing me, I’ll expose you. And as for Juno—he might be treat
Scarlet’s POVThe meeting had ended, and Phantom Moon was making preparations to depart. I sat quietly, watching as everyone gathered their things. My thoughts were elsewhere. I tried to look around, hoping to catch a glimpse of Dante, but he was nowhere to be found. A gnawing sense of dread tightened around my chest, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was coming, something beyond my control. Shouldn't I feel relief that I had escaped the suffocating grip of the Moonlord pack? But no, all I could feel was an unsettling anxiety, a foreboding that kept gnawing at my insides."Miss Rossetti, please sit in the car, we are leaving," the soldier's voice broke through my thoughts.I stood while my mind still swirling, and replied without thinking, "Please refer to me as Scarlet Blackthorn in the future."The words felt strange but they also felt right. Blackthorn was my mother’s last name. Since Mr. Rosetti was no longer my father, it seemed only fitting to sever that connection
Scarlet’s POVAlpha Edward’s voice rang out, "Alpha Dante," he said, his gaze unwavering, "what is your decision?" "If Phantom Moon chooses not to accept Miss Rosetti," he continued, "she will be declared a rogue. Although she made a mistake, you, as the man involved, are under no obligation to accept her or the child she carries."I stood there, feeling the burden of the world pressing down on me. In a pack, an Alpha’s word was law. Their prerogatives were many, and their mercy was rare. I smiled bitterly to myself. It didn’t matter whether Alpha Dante accepted me or not. That was never the point. By destroying my own reputation, by tearing apart what little "good girl" image they had forced upon me, I had given Alpha Juno exactly what he needed that was a reason to sever all ties with me. So what if I was no longer a Rosetti? Had I ever truly been one? The truth was simple: they had never treated me like family. To them, I was less than a person but a a burden, an inconvenient