Author's point of view... The moment Catherine stepped inside the pack house, a shift in the air was palpable. Aaron, who had been subdued and restrained, suddenly began thrashing against his bindings, his once lifeless eyes now burning with a wild intensity. His growls echoed through the halls, and it took several pack members, including Adrian’s younger brother Aiden, to hold him down long enough to tie him securely to his bed. Adrian, still reeling from the guilt of bringing Catherine here, was alarmed at Aaron’s sudden change. The witch doctor seemed unfazed, though, his focus solely on the task at hand. He ushered Catherine down the dimly lit corridor toward the chamber where the ritual was to take place. “I assure you,” the witch doctor murmured, his voice laced with a strange excitement, “this will only take a moment, and then we will know for certain the extent of your abilities.” Catherine nodded, trying to steady her nerves. She had agreed to help, convinced that
Author's point of view... When Scarlett woke up after a few hours, she found a familiar young boy standing at the door. Van stood in silence and was staring at her in disbelief. He looked shocked, surprised and bewildered at the same time. He heard that the little girl he met at the packhouse was Adrian's mate, it was already something that he couldn't believe. But when Dan told him that she was all grown up, Van laughed at him. He never in his dreams had ever imagined that she would be grown up so fast. After staring at her for a while, he snapped out of the maze as Scarlett threw a pillow on his face. "Weirdo...!" she shouted, "Take me to the packhouse" she demanded. Van was speechless. He nodded and escorted her to the penthouse instead of the packhouse as Adrian commanded him. He left her behind and reported it to Adrian . As everything was under control, Adrian arranged a place for Catherine to stay and left the packhouse under Dan's responsibility. Scarlet
Author's point of view... The next day morning, Adrian received an invitation from his father. He gently informed Scarlett that they needed to attend a royal wedding at the palace. He was deliberately vague, not wanting to burden her with more information than necessary as he didn't know what exactly was happening at the palace. Perhaps selfishly avoiding the conversation that he knew might hurt her. She might not take it easy if he told her that Catherine was going to get married to his brother, the one who was insane a day before. Adrian hesitated. Scarlett, however, was already bracing herself for the worst. She heard the rumours from the members of the packhouse. The rumours said that after reaching the capital, Princess Alina would be married to Prince Adrian and deep down, she was certain that the wedding in question was Adrian’s. After all, who else but the future Alpha would be marrying Princess Alina? The thought of being a mere mistress to a married man filled her w
Author's point of view... The great palace of Panoma was adorned in splendour, its ancient walls draped with banners of gold and crimson, the colours of the royal family. The air buzzed with excitement as throngs of citizens from all corners of the kingdom gathered to witness the most significant event in decades, the three royal weddings. The atmosphere was electric, filled with joy and anticipation as the people came to bless the divine couples who would lead their kingdom into a new era. Adrian stood at the edge of the grand courtyard, watching as Aiden, Aaron, and their brides stood before the High Priestess, who presided over the ceremonies. Aiden, looked regal in his ceremonial attire, though there was a tension in his shoulders that only his brothers could see. Aaron, beside him, had an expression of quiet contentment, his eyes never straying far from Catherine, who stood gracefully by his side. The bond between them was palpable, a living testament to the power of
Scarlett's point of view... He moaned in a tone so fierce it could make anyone shudder in terror, "Do you know what you did wrong, slave...!!" I heard the sound of a whip hitting the ground. It was his common action that he does before starting everything. "I... I hid...myself..." Catherine stuttered her response, and my fist clenched against my messy gown.It was not her...! I muttered under my breath. "Ugh...!" She was whimpering and screaming and shivering from the agony when he began his maddening torment. My heart was racing and my eyes were overflowing with tears.These cries were not unusual in this pack, so it was not the first time I had heard them. Because this disgusting pack's Alpha does not believe in that pure bonding, we do not have a luna. He views women as nothing more than instruments of gratification, deserving neither respect nor love. to use them as their breeders when necessary, and to play and torture them. This pack does not contain any Luna concepts. Th
Scarlett's point of view...The door of that hell opened, and there in front of me stood a massive, monstrous-looking man who was fully nude. I staggered backward as he moved forward. Even in the dark, his dark torso gave off a shimmer. I could feel my hands and legs trembling. "You, was that?" he asked in a raspy voice. It is gloomy. I cannot see his face except for his huge seven-foot frame standing before me, his hands dripping my sister's blood. I heard the clinking of his steps. I attempted to move away from him by stepping backward when he attempted to reach me, even though I felt like molten wax all over. My mouth dropped into a raspy yelp. "No…!!""It's you...!" he groaned confirming again while lunging towards me in just a step, catching my neck in an instant. I am dead...! I don't have a chance right now. He will kill me. "It's you...!" he groaned again while lunging towards me in just a step, catching my neck in an instant. His claws dug deeper into the papery fles
Scarlett's point of view... Alpha's men were not on alert. They had just received the order from their Alpha but were shocked to see me lunging down. I wasn't used to being a wolf yet, and the fact that I just rolled down made my knuckles twitchy. I looked at them and then at the opened door in front of me and before they could process the command, I ran out of the pack house. After running so long, I remembered the thing about the locket in my hoof. I recalled what Catherine told me, that I must not shift, I had to hide my scent not only because Alpha Xian could find me but also because my scent is unique and can only bring me troubles. Catherine told me that I had to hide it and I will. I took that locket and wrapped it around my neck in a hurry. The moment I shifted back, I found myself naked and getting weak again but my steps didn't halt. That messy gown that I had been wearing was still on my neck and I wore it back while still pacing on my steps. I groaned at every step
Scarlett's point of view... I froze as he pulled me up as if I was just a piece of fabric and then he leaned closer, sniffing. His minty breath touched the tender skin of my cheek and I could feel my heart rate increase even in my miserable state. The thought of what he was going to do gave me a tingling feeling in my chest. He leaned close to my neck, though, and sniffed once more. I couldn't hold my eyes from shutting down after that. I could not stop feeling everything he was doing to me, even with my heavy eyelids closed. I was unable to even juggle my finger, which was another issue. He forced me to lie flat on the ground, kneeled next to me, carefully grasped my shoulders, and used his fingers to examine the wound on my neck. There was a pause for a few seconds before he started licking the wound on my head and neck. That really felt awkward. So awkward. I wanted to resist, but seriously, I couldn't. I have no idea why I can't push him away. Maybe because I was too wea
Author's point of view... The great palace of Panoma was adorned in splendour, its ancient walls draped with banners of gold and crimson, the colours of the royal family. The air buzzed with excitement as throngs of citizens from all corners of the kingdom gathered to witness the most significant event in decades, the three royal weddings. The atmosphere was electric, filled with joy and anticipation as the people came to bless the divine couples who would lead their kingdom into a new era. Adrian stood at the edge of the grand courtyard, watching as Aiden, Aaron, and their brides stood before the High Priestess, who presided over the ceremonies. Aiden, looked regal in his ceremonial attire, though there was a tension in his shoulders that only his brothers could see. Aaron, beside him, had an expression of quiet contentment, his eyes never straying far from Catherine, who stood gracefully by his side. The bond between them was palpable, a living testament to the power of
Author's point of view... The next day morning, Adrian received an invitation from his father. He gently informed Scarlett that they needed to attend a royal wedding at the palace. He was deliberately vague, not wanting to burden her with more information than necessary as he didn't know what exactly was happening at the palace. Perhaps selfishly avoiding the conversation that he knew might hurt her. She might not take it easy if he told her that Catherine was going to get married to his brother, the one who was insane a day before. Adrian hesitated. Scarlett, however, was already bracing herself for the worst. She heard the rumours from the members of the packhouse. The rumours said that after reaching the capital, Princess Alina would be married to Prince Adrian and deep down, she was certain that the wedding in question was Adrian’s. After all, who else but the future Alpha would be marrying Princess Alina? The thought of being a mere mistress to a married man filled her w
Author's point of view... When Scarlett woke up after a few hours, she found a familiar young boy standing at the door. Van stood in silence and was staring at her in disbelief. He looked shocked, surprised and bewildered at the same time. He heard that the little girl he met at the packhouse was Adrian's mate, it was already something that he couldn't believe. But when Dan told him that she was all grown up, Van laughed at him. He never in his dreams had ever imagined that she would be grown up so fast. After staring at her for a while, he snapped out of the maze as Scarlett threw a pillow on his face. "Weirdo...!" she shouted, "Take me to the packhouse" she demanded. Van was speechless. He nodded and escorted her to the penthouse instead of the packhouse as Adrian commanded him. He left her behind and reported it to Adrian . As everything was under control, Adrian arranged a place for Catherine to stay and left the packhouse under Dan's responsibility. Scarlet
Author's point of view... The moment Catherine stepped inside the pack house, a shift in the air was palpable. Aaron, who had been subdued and restrained, suddenly began thrashing against his bindings, his once lifeless eyes now burning with a wild intensity. His growls echoed through the halls, and it took several pack members, including Adrian’s younger brother Aiden, to hold him down long enough to tie him securely to his bed. Adrian, still reeling from the guilt of bringing Catherine here, was alarmed at Aaron’s sudden change. The witch doctor seemed unfazed, though, his focus solely on the task at hand. He ushered Catherine down the dimly lit corridor toward the chamber where the ritual was to take place. “I assure you,” the witch doctor murmured, his voice laced with a strange excitement, “this will only take a moment, and then we will know for certain the extent of your abilities.” Catherine nodded, trying to steady her nerves. She had agreed to help, convinced that
Author's point of view... Getting back to his apartment, Adrian entered his penthouse quietly, his mind heavy with the choices he had to make. The dim lighting cast long shadows across the walls, and the usually comforting silence felt suffocating. He glanced around the room, his eyes falling on Scarlett, who had fallen asleep on the couch in the hall instead of her room. Her petite frame was curled up, her chest rising and falling gently with each breath. For a moment, Adrian just stood there, watching her sleep. The innocence on her face, the peacefulness in her expression, it was a stark contrast to the turmoil raging inside him. He approached her slowly, his footsteps barely making a sound against the floor. As he got closer, the weight of his decisions pressed down on him even more. He knelt beside the couch, gently touched her hair, tucking them behind her ear. She looked so beautiful and his heart skipped a beat. "Will you hate me even more, tomorrow?" he mumbled to
Author's point of view... Adrian’s mind raced as he watched his father’s retreating figure. They were going towards the hidden wing, the place where Aaron was kept. The ultimatum hung over him like a death sentence, but it was the realization of what he had to do next that filled him with dread. His father’s fury was undeniable, and the witch doctor’s presence was a stark reminder of how serious the situation had become. There was no time left for half-measures or secret plans. Adrian clenched his fists, trying to push away the guilt that gnawed at him. He had vowed to protect Scarlett, to keep her safe from the dangers that came with her bloodline. The divine blood that flowed through her veins was not just rare, it was sacred, a gift and a curse in equal measure. Revealing it would paint a target on her back, one that he knew would bring nothing but danger. But as he sensed the impending doom hanging over his brother, he realized he had no choice. “Father, wait!” Ad
Author's point of view... Once they were gone, Adrian asked the other warriors about what had happened there. They told him that Rona was there to check on Aaron and asked them to open his handcuffs when suddenly Aaron took a glass bottle and broke it on Rona's head. Taking the broken glass pieces, Aaron instantly stabbed Rona in his gut. It was all so sudden that no one could react to it, and unfortunately, Rona was wounded so brutally. Adrian felt bad for Rona. Rona was just trying to help him and now he was injured so badly. Adrian went to the hospital and knelt beside Rona's bed, gently lifting his eyes, he said in an apologetic tone. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, though he wasn’t sure why he was apologizing to Rona, was that because Rona got injured or was that because Adrian was going to do something? “We’ll get you help,” Adrian continued, his voice stronger now. “You’ll be okay, Rona. Just rest here. Everything will be fine" Adrian instructed Elena to take good care o
Author's point of view... Adrian arrived at the pack house and found it in disarray. His heart thumped as he thought about what might have happened. Bitter memories of the past flashed before him. A year ago, he narrowly rescued his elder brother from the royal shooters as they were about to kill him on the king's orders. At that time, Aaron lost control and started killing people, whoever approached him, in the palace. Their father was so terrified that he didn't hesitate to order his men to kill his own son. But Adrian could not see his brother get killed and risked his life to save Aaron and brought him to his packhouse. The view today was similar and his heart sank when he saw traces of blood in his way. Did Aaron got insane again? Faces all around him, had worried expressions. There was none of the normal tranquility. He saw that some of the people in his pack were trembling with fright. Adrian sighed. It was precisely this that he was desperate to avoid. To ensu
Scarlett inhaled deeply. This conversation was going towards something else. Did he bring her back only to confront her? "Why did you bring me here?" she cut him off as she could no longer bear it in anymore; her voice was stern but barely above a whisper. Adrian turned to face her again, his expression unreadable. If he could have expressed himself, he would have already lifted her while kissing her aggressively, proving his longing for her but...! He can't do that. "Because I need to protect you, Scarlett. I can't let you out of my sight." he thought in his mind. However, the words that came out of his mouth said something else, "What do you think?" Scarlett pursed her lips and hung her head. Her palm started sweating profusely. "Damn this man...! Why is he talking in that way? It isn't helping at all." she muttered under her breath. There were many things going on in her mind. She was his mate and she could sense the pull he had been experiencing all these days. H