Theda POV "Alright then. Keep suffering as you wish, Theda." My heart sank as I listened to the Alpha's words. Each syllable pierced through me like a dagger, leaving me feeling utterly hopeless. The weight of his indifference settled upon my shoulders, pressing down with an unbearable force. As I stood on the precarious slab of ice in the basin, I could feel my very life force draining away. It was as if my blood had turned to ice, coursing through my veins with a chilling slowness. The frigid air bit at my exposed skin, causing my face and feet to turn a ghastly shade of blue. Desperation took hold of me, and I instinctively clutched the hem of my shirt over my jeans, as if clinging to it for dear life. I had to fight to maintain my composure, to gather whatever strength I had left. But how could the Alpha be so heartless? My mind screamed in protest. How could he disregard my suffering and not even allow me a moment of respite? The very thought of stepping down from the i
Tyler POV As I watched Blake abruptly barge into my room, a whirlwind of emotions surged through me, intensifying my feelings. My gaze shifted momentarily to Theda, who was precariously close to falling off the slab of ice. In that split second, I instinctively took a step forward, my protective instincts kicking in, ready to save her from harm. However, before I could act, Blake swiftly moved towards Theda and caught her, preventing her from plummeting to the ground. "Theda!" Blake called out, gently slapping her cold face to revive her. His eyes then darted towards me, an inquisitive gaze fixed upon me. Frustration and confusion seemed to well up inside him as he found himself unable to comprehend why I had put Theda in such a precarious position on the ice. "Why make her stand on a slab of ice?" He asked, almost growling at me. Though I had no intention of explaining myself, my voice was stifled before I could utter a word, as Blake scooped Theda up in his arms, carrying her a
Theda POV My eyes fluttered open, and as I took in my surroundings, a wave of recognition washed over me. I realized I was in the clinic, the place where I had been brought after losing consciousness. Memories of how I had passed out flooded my mind, and I couldn't help but wonder who had come to my rescue. Just as the thought crossed my mind, the door swung open, revealing Blake rushing into the room. A genuine concern was etched across his features as he approached my bedside, gently placing a hand on my still-chilled one. "Theda, you're awake," he exclaimed, relief evident in his voice. His concern was palpable, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort in his presence. As I glanced towards the she-wolf lingering by the door, Blake sensed my unspoken request and gestured for the assistant to leave, granting them privacy. The she-wolf quietly exited the room, leaving me alone with Blake. In response to his question about how I was feeling, my mind momentarily drifted
Theda POV I stood frozen, my eyes wide with shock and disbelief as the Alpha's words echoed in her ears. "Don't you dare lay a hand on Lena ever again." His warning carried an angry undertone that sent shivers down her spine, but it was the pain in her chest that consumed her. "She's my soon-to-be Luna. So RESPECT her." My lips parted, but the weight of my emotions stifled any words that threatened to escape. I became speechless. My gaze flickered past the Alpha, catching a glimpse of Lena standing behind him. To my horror, Lena wore a cruel smile, reveling in the chaos she had caused. Unable to tear my eyes away, I watched as the Alpha abruptly turned, his grip tight on Lena's arm. In an instant, their lips collided in a passionate kiss, as if their connection was something I had merely imagined. The sight was a dagger to my wounded heart, a painful confirmation of the shattered love I held for the man standing before me. The burning sensation on my face jolted me back to
Theda POVMy eyes widened as I shifted my gaze and caught Lena's fear-stricken expression when Blake approached her and my fear slowly withered. Lena stammered, her voice trembling with uncertainty, "Beta Blake... the Alpha gave me permission to punish her." Ignoring Lena's feeble attempt to justify her actions, Blake forcefully pushed her aside, his focus solely on me. With a determined stride, he reached me and gently lifted me into his arms, cradling my broken and bloodied body. As he began to walk past the Alpha, his steps halted abruptly as the Alpha emitted a low growl. The tension in the air was palpable. The Alpha, seemingly challenged by Blake's actions, demanded, "Stop right there!" Blake turned to face the Alpha, his grip on me unwavering. His tone was firm as he replied, "I'll take her to the clinic." The Alpha's expression contorted with anger and defiance. "Blake…?!""She needs medical attention," Blake's voice cut in, bordering on shouting. I observed the blunt de
Theda POV Without a second thought, I swiftly and silently slipped through the partly-opened doors at the entrance. I could hear the faint echoes of footsteps, their rhythm leading me to believe that the intruders had made their way upstairs. The urgency of the situation propelled me forward, my senses on high alert. As I ascended the staircase, a strange scent filled my nostrils. It was unlike anything I had ever encountered before, and it sent a shiver down my spine. I knew I was getting closer to the source of the danger. I followed the distinct footprints, careful not to make a sound. The trail led me to the alpha's room. Peering through the crack in the door, my eyes widened, and I gasped in shock as I met a sight that left me speechless—a deadly scene unfolding before my eyes. My eyes widened in horror as I witnessed a rogue drawing closer to the Alpha's bedside, a dagger ominously gripped in their hand. My instincts screamed at me to protect my mate, to launch myself fo
Tyler POV I found myself consumed by conflicting emotions as I sprinted down the dimly lit hallway with a determination that matched my fierce nature. The sound of my footsteps echoed through the corridor, resonating with the weight of my decisions. As I ran, my thoughts became a battleground. I had intentionally left Theda behind, vulnerable to the rogues, with the belief that she was insignificant, merely a pawn in the deadly game I was playing with her to make her crash. But fate had other plans for me. At that pivotal moment, my wolf bellowed out a resonating cry, piercing through my consciousness. "Mate!" The word hung heavily in the air, commanding my attention and evoking a surge of conflicting emotions. My pace faltered; I stopped abruptly, my body tense and my breaths shallow. My gaze drifted back towards the closed door of my room, where Theda remained probably struggling with the rogues for her life. A battle waged within me. On one side, my pride and desire for
Tyler POV My gaze bore into Blake with a mix of anger and disbelief as the words hung heavily in the air. "Are you trying to say..." I began, my voice laced with a challenging tone, my alpha dominance asserting itself. Blake, however, stood his ground, unwavering in his conviction. He met my glare with a calm resolve, his voice steady and respectful. "With due respect, I'm saying it as a matter of fact," Blake replied, his words cutting through the tension. "I think Theda deserves someone who's not the least bit of a monster, as you've become." The directness of Blake's statement caused my features to contort momentarily, a bitter chuckle escaping my lips. The realization of my own transformation seemed to sting, even if just for a moment. My eyes narrowed, my grip on my emotions tightening."You call me a monster because of Theda?" I inquired, my voice laced with a mix of defensiveness and wounded pride. Blake held his ground, unyielding in the face of my intimidation. "I'm ju