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
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.
Scarlett’s POVOne day ago…Death.It is the perfect revenge.The ultimate escape.A dishonorable and humiliating death.Do I deserve it? Perhaps. Does it matter? Not in the slightest. Yet, I am certain of this: I do not deserve my childhood stolen, my adulthood tarnished, and my honor shredded to nothingness.My mother has been avenging me all my life for the crime of being born. I was born on the wrong day, during the worst lunar eclipse in centuries. Was it my fault? Did I choose this fate? I did not summon the eclipse. I did not shape the stars.And still, my mere existence was cursed—a child born with a wolf so feeble, it might as well be a rabbit. A secret so shameful that even my family remains unaware of it. It was better they think I am useless and incapable of shifting than to see the pitiful truth of my rabbit-sized wolf.Since my younger sister shifted, I have been the family’s punching bag and the pack’s disgrace. I am the Beta’s daughter, the war advisor’s blood, but my
Scarlett’s POVAs I entered the house, laughter echoed from the dining room. One voice sent a shiver down my spine. I knew who it belonged to. The man I wished never to see again.Despite knowing my mother’s wrath awaited if I were late for dinner, I tried to sneak to my room, hoping to avoid him. But my attempt failed. My mother caught me as her face was stormy with anger.“Why are you late?” she snapped. “I told you this morning to return early! Hector is here to meet you. It’s the first time he has visited since your engagement, and you dare to slack off?”I opened my mouth to explain, “But Mother, I—”Slap.Her hand struck my cheek hard. Tears welled up as I looked at her. Her voice was sharp as a blade. “If I hear you say one more time that you don’t want to marry Hector, I will end your life, Scarlett! Be grateful Alpha Juno has shown mercy.”“Go to your room,” she ordered coldly. “Alyssia has lent you a dress for tonight. Make yourself presentable and entertain your fiancé. I d
Scarlett’s POVLate at night, I paced in the shadows of my room as the restless energy of my wolf was stirring faintly in my chest. I could tell Red would wake up anytime now. My wolf, Red, was so worn out that she usually slept for weeks and woke up for a few minutes each time.I had devised the perfect plan to sneak out to Alpha Dante’s ball. Every fiber of my being screamed that this night would change everything.“Dress,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the soft rustle of the curtains. “I need a dress.”My thoughts locked on the sparkly blue gown Alyssia had been flaunting earlier."I have a dress," I muttered to myself, "Now, I just need a way to steal it."The hallway was quiet but the muffled voices of my mother and Alyssia drifted through the crack of her door. I crouched closer as my ears strained to catch their conversation.“Mommy, did you forget about our real plan?” Alyssia’s voice was soft, too conspiratorial.“No, sweetheart, I didn’t,” my mother replied. Her
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
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
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
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
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
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 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
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
Dante’s POVWhen I returned home, she was sprawled on the sofa, food packets scattered around her. She was fast asleep, completely unaware of the world. It was almost midnight—she had clearly been sleeping like this for a while. But why here? Why not in her own room?I gently picked her up in my arms and carried her to her bed. As soon as I laid her down, she curled up and hugged her own hand, like a child seeking comfort. I just stood there, watching her. She looked so peaceful, so quiet, so… innocent. I couldn’t take my eyes off her.And that’s when I realized—this woman was making me feel weak. Soft. I couldn’t afford that.I slowly took my hand out of hers and walked away from the room, reminding myself not to let my guard down. This woman would only bring chaos into my life. Destruction. Nothing more.Just as I stepped out of her room, the doorbell rang.Who could be here at this hour?I opened the door to find Rome standing outside.I narrowed my eyes. “Aren’t you supposed to be