BLAKE "Confess."Vanessa gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. “Confess what?! This is... this is a nightmare.”I stared at the USB drive, “They’re trying to blackmail me. But why now? After all this time, why come after me now?”“Maybe they know something we don’t,” Vanessa suggested. “Or maybe they’ve been waiting for the right moment.”I nodded slowly. “Whatever the reason, we need to find out what’s on this drive. But we can’t do it here. It’s too risky.”Vanessa agreed. “I’ll take it to a secure location, somewhere we can check it out without anyone knowing.”“Be careful,” I said, handing her the drive. “And make sure no one follows you.”She took the drive, nodding her head. “I will. But Blake, promise me something.”“What?”“Promise me that no matter what it is, you must protect Jessica."I nodded affirmatively. "I will."She turned to leave but made a stop. "And... you’ll tell her the truth, before it’s too late.”I looked away, sighing heavily. That was something I wasn't su
BLAKEAfter Vanessa forwarded the video, I opened the file, and somehow my breath caught in my throat. As the footage began to play, I felt my heart drop for a second. The video was grainy, but it was clear enough to recognize the people in it—me and Priscilla.But something was off. Way off.In the video, I was strangling Priscilla, with my hands wrapped tightly around her neck as she struggled to breathe, her eyes wide with terror. This never happened. I knew that. Yet there it was, playing out in front of me like some twisted nightmare.Then the scene shifted. Now I was holding a bottle, forcing some kind of chemical down her throat. Her choked gasps filled the room. But that wasn’t the worst of it. The sound—my voice—was distorted, but the words I spoke were all twisted. They had me saying things I never said, things that painted me as a monster.“Fuck!” I cursed, slamming my fist on the desk. This was beyond bad. It was a setup, a calculated manipulation to frame me. My mind ra
VANESSA I walked in, though I had taken a little longer from when I arrived. I knew from the look on Blake's face that he was suspecting something."I was expecting you sooner than now." I said, and I expected that from him.I recalled Jessica had pleaded with me not to tell Blake about our conversation. I thought of a better lie to give, masking my thoughts so he wouldn't have to read my mind.I shrugged. "I met Jessica in the dining room and I thought I should take a little bit from the omelet.""So, you said you have a new plan, fill me up." She sat on the couch, changing the topic."I thought, what if all these were just strategies to get to us. Whoever is doing this is trying to get to our weak spot, to pull us down so they can strike when we least expect it?"I thought over these and I figured just how true his idea was. "You're right." I agreed. "They're luring us to believe this and fall weak to their threats, and when we do, they get to us just at our weakest moment." I adde
BLAKEI haven't had a good sleep for a long while, however, it was cut short when Jessica tapped me. "Hey, babe. Aren't you going for training again?" Her voice pierced deeper into my ears, waking me up than the tap could have."I wouldn't mind letting you sleep more, but you know how important the training is to you, right?" She added.With the sleep still in my eyes, and the weakness weighing in my body, I sat up, rubbing my eyes gently. I stared out through the window, the sun hadn't risen yet, but the cloud was a bit clear to see."Did you even sleep?" I asked her."I'm used to waking up early after training." Vanessa's training had really impacted a lot in her life. Most mornings, she'd leave the room to train, and probably return minutes past seven.I forced myself to stand up, walking into the bathroom for a quick brush and shower. I wish I could have more sleep, but what can I do? This was for Jessica, myself and for the pack as well.The first light of dawn was just breaking
ANTONIO"We received a message from our spies at the Moonlight Pack." My Beta informed me."What did he say?" I asked with keen interest."Alpha Blake is training his warriors and guards seriously for a battle ahead.""Why?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Did something happen?" My mind raced with possibilities. Has one of my plans already taken effect? Or had Blake made a new enemy, someone who could be of use to me?"According to him," my Beta continued, his voice lowering as if he were sharing a great secret, "he reported that Alpha Blake has been somehow threatened by outsiders.""Outsiders?" I repeated, my interest fully captured now. My mind was already spinning strategies and possibilities. Outsiders could mean rogues, rival packs, or something else entirely. The fact that Blake felt threatened was all the more intriguing.When he said that, I couldn't help but feel amazed at the information. So Blake could get this scared of mere threats? How fascinating. I had always known Bl
BLAKEThe following morning, we continued. For some reason, I was so interested in watching Lyra train. Maybe that's because she was the youngest of the warriors. She put in so much effort, soaring fiercely alongside a seasoned fighter.She moved and stroked in a precise way. She was natural, and it pleased me to see her dedication paying off. Beside her, the others fought with just as much intensity, proving their worth with every clash.I noticed a shadow falling behind me. Instinctively, I turned, catching sight of Vanessa standing behind me. I felt happy to see her, so I gestured for her to join me."You're up early," I greeted her with a faint smile.She nodded, her eyes staring at each warrior as they trained. "Couldn't sleep. Too much on my mind."I understood."They're doing well," she remarked.“They are,” I agreed, watching as Lyra pulled off a flawless maneuver, which earned her a round of applause from her fellow warriors."She's impressive." Vanessa complimented.I follow
JESSICAI patiently waited for Blake to leave. According to him, he was going to meet a friend not quite far away, but probably would take a little longer to return home. After he had left the pack house, I stood by the window to watch him leave. As if he knew I was there, he looked up at me, offering a smile before hopping into the car.I watched him drive off, then I called in my maid. "Yes, Your Highness.""Go down to the training ground, call me a young lady named Lyra." I instructed."Yes, ma'am." She turned and left. When Blake had said it the previous day, I couldn't shake off the pang of jealousy that surge inside of me. He never mentioned any lady besides Vanessa, so mentioning one felt differently.I wanted to see for myself what type of lady she was before Blake would introduce her to me. Yes, you can call that jealous curiosity.I sat in patience as I waited for my maid to show up with the girl. Not quite long after my expectation, a knock came on the door. "Come in." I
LYRA"You're Lyra, aren't you?"I nodded my head, then a "Yes, Your Highness. My name is Lyra Simpson.""That's a nice name, Lyra.""Thank you, Your Highness."She looked at the maid, "You may leave now. I'll call you when I need your attention."She bowed her head before leaving.After the maid had left, she returned her gaze to me. "Come on, have a seat with me." She gestured for me to sit down. "Ma'am..." I stammered, unsure if this was a test or something. "You don't have to worry, feel free. Have a seat."I sat on the couch. "My fiance told me about you. Not so much though, but I was pleased when he did mention you're the youngest warrior in the team.""I won't doubt the fact I look young, but I can't tell if I am the youngest.""Hmm." She hummed. "I see, you have a point though."I could feel her eyes on me, with this comforting smile on her face. I tried to look at her face, but the fear in me kept screaming no. "I heard..." She paused, like she was waiting for a reaction f