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 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 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
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
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
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