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Julian’s POV I woke up from my well-deserved rest, stretching my limbs deliciously on the bed. It was nighttime, I deduced, savoring the cool evening breeze on my skin. I looked around for my phone, scrolling my call log for any calls or messages from Karyna, but I didn't see any to my disappointment. “She didn't miss me?” I frowned slightly before my stomach rumbled, making a gurgling sound. I patted it and stood up, slipping my phone into the pocket of my sweatpants. I strolled to Henri’s room, to ask if he could whip us both something to eat. I had some ramen in mind. I knew it was very easy to make, and I could prepare it by myself, but why should I make my stale ramen when I could taste Henri’s legendary cuisine? I knocked on his door heavily just to frustrate him, but I didn't hear his expected groan, which made me suspicious. When I pushed in, the subtle grin on my face disappeared. But it appeared again. Maybe he was already in the kitchen, preparing dinner already?
Karyna’s POVAfter breakfast with Julian, I left Henri’s car again and drove to the location Sebastian sent to me, rushing past the highway at breakneck speed. It was quite reckless of me, but I couldn't afford to take things slowly, not when every passing minute meant Henri remained trapped in that cell.I finally got to the lawyer’s house, and I was quite impressed by the mansion. It wasn’t gated, but it had a huge driveway, with nice hedges of flowers at each side, leading to the cream-colored building itself. There was a small garage on the right, closed off, but there was a black Hummer sitting outside of it.It looked homely and inviting, to say the least.As I got down from the car, I saw a tall, handsome man walking out, wearing gray sweatpants and a baggy milk-colored sweater shirt, and Crocs.“You're Henri's fiancee, right? I’m Sebastian,” he greeted me as soon as I got to him. “Yes, I am. My name is Karyna,” I introduced myself, accepting his outstretched hand. Sebastia
Julian’s POVThe laptop pinged as I typed on it, prompting me to pause and look at the message notification. I groaned in frustration as my eyes skimmed over the mail that was meant for Henri.It was from NYU. They have been sending repeated messages, demanding an explanation for his behavior, before they decided to take action against him. It annoyed me to no end.Even his colleagues sent mail and messages as well, some of them curious, some of them accusing, and a few of them from his horny female colleagues, trying to use this opportunity to get into his pants.Didn't they understand that he was locked up? He couldn't possibly receive these freaking messages. But then again, this whole thing was too messy.I knew I was the one who advised Henri to keep trying to repair his relationship with Karyna, but I didn't expect that he would sneak out of the house, beat some stubborn kid up, and land in a cell, for fucks sake!I was having a headache thinking about it all over again.I’ve
Henri’s POV I sat on the cold bench, pressing myself against the corner of the wall. My companion was on the opposite side, fast asleep. I glanced at him, grimacing at his dirty skin, and filthy clothes, appreciating that we weren’t both extroverted. But who was I to judge right now? I was equally in a bad position as he was. I’ve barely been able to sleep. I knew I looked like shit right now. I was kept in this confinement, an alternative to a real cell, that only has two long benches to sleep and sit on, and a toilet at the far left of the room. What wouldn't I give to be back home and asleep in my warm cozy bed… But, I probably deserve this. No, I deserved it all. My karma started from the moment I rejected Karyna harshly like that, and I’ve been suffering ever since. I shouldn’t be complaining. This punishment was mine to bear. I didn't even know what snapped in my brain that night, but before I knew it, my fist met that asshole’s nose, and I grabbed Karyna wit
Karyna’s POVDeep in thought, I contemplated Henri's question, feeling a wave of melancholy engulf me. This situation forced me to confront harsh realities and undergo profound personal growth.I’ve come to realize that with the way everything was happening, I wasn’t safe. I was always caught in the crossfire one way or another. Whether it was Julian, me, or Henri, there was always this neverending uneasiness.Even if I wanted to be with either one of them, or both, it would have been impossible without multiple complications arising at once. And that had been driving me completely crazy.I only wanted a normal, healthy relationship with them, but a lot of things weren't working out in our favor. It was too…chaotic for my mental health. I forced a smile on my face, looking ahead at the road. “No, I’m tired. I want to go back to my apartment,” I let them out honestly.“There’s no problem,” Henri assured me immediately and my lips quirked up slightly.I noticed Julian threw a glance a
Julian’s POV“Here,” Henri approached me with my phone just as I was placing the pizza into the oven.“Thanks, leave it on the counter. I need to wash my hands,” I said, noticing the dough and flour caked on them. After a quick rinse under the sink, I grabbed the phone and slipped it into my pocket. “I've been thinking,” I mused aloud, catching Henri's attention as he sat on one of the stools by the counter.“Yeah?” he hummed, looking up at me.“I wish to turn Karyna, you know? Make her one of us.” I confessed to my twin brother, watching as his body tensed up. “I know you’re going to refuse, but I want her to be a werewolf like us. That way, we won't have to hide our true identities from her, and we can introduce the supernatural realm appropriately to her. Her ignorance would make her vulnerable to our enemies.” I explained with good points until I noticed his quirk brow. “Yes, these are excuses,” I admitted.“The real reason I want to turn her into a werewolf is because I want t
Karyna’s POV I woke up the next morning, feeling tired and overall drained. I didn’t want to get up if I was being honest. But I had to. “Ugh,” I groaned, forcing my body out of bed. I sluggishly walked to the bathroom, where I managed to bathe and brush my teeth. Then I wrapped a Hello Kitty Pink towel around myself and walked out, trying to plan my day. I had only a class today, in the afternoon, but I didn’t feel like going at all. Slipping into a pair of dark blue jeans and a simple cream sweatshirt that has a graphic of Naruto pasted on the front, I paired the outfit with my Adidas samba and I was satisfied with my look. I grabbed my Hermés Birkin bag, and then began to count the rest of the cash I had left. It was enough for today, but it was going to dwindle at the end of the day. As Adam had promised, he gave me money in exchange for the gold. I spent a hefty amount of what I exchanged on the unfortunate housewarming party I threw a few days back. Thankfully, it was
Henri’s POV I sat behind my desk, tapping my feet against the carpeted floor restlessly. I felt so irritable and confused. Why wouldn’t I be? Karyna has dominated my thoughts, her absence a gaping hole I couldn't ignore. It wasn't merely guilt weighing on me now; it was an insatiable longing to see her, to feel her presence beside me once more. But she remained elusive, a ghost haunting the edges of my consciousness. No one has heard from her for the last fourteen days. Not even her best friend, Sophia. She hasn't been able to contact her either. Apparently, they were supposed to meet up the day she disappeared. I went to her apartment a handful of times, in hopes of seeing her, but she wasn't there. She just vanished. Like smoke. Even the men Julian hired to look after her said that they hadn't seen her since she went out, two weeks ago. That made me think deeply. Was it because I asked her to wear the butt plug? Did she not want anything to do with me to the point
Julian’s POV “Don’t kill him yet. I want to return all the ten slaps he gave me.” Karyna’s words rang in my ears and I felt a dark cloud of rage enveloped me. I shot forward but she grasped my hand, restraining me as I fumed. “Release my hand,” I ordered her, breathing heavily. Karyna shook her head stubbornly. “No. You promised me not to kill him if Henri didn't.” She whispered, her hand squeezing my clenched fist. I wasn't aware he hit her 10 times before I made that oath. No one can stop Venar from dying today. “I can't keep this promise, Karyna. Only his death can dispel the anger rooted in my chest.” I growled, my whole body convulsing with fury. I released my Alpha aura, thinking the overwhelming energy would push her away but she remained steadfast, unwilling to leave my side. Any sensible werewolf would have kept their distance from a raging Alpha, knowing that the raw power could easily crush them, and they would never be able to shift again. But of course, my Kary
Henri’s POV I had made a vow to kill Venar with my own hands, just like I did his father, Venom. Why? Because both of them are nuisances. That son of a gun kidnapped my Karyna and nearly slapped her to death. “Fucking bastard!” I growled, my hands clenched tightly on the steering wheel as I trailed after Venar. I wanted to go after him that morning, but Karyna was badly injured, and I feared we might lose the surviving baby in her womb, so I let him escape. I placed the highest fucking bounty on his head, but none of the hitmen found find him. I had a feeling he had been lurking in the shadows like a rat scuttling away from the light, and I was right. “You think you can hide forever, don’t you?" I muttered under my breath, a venomous smirk lifting my face. “I’ll make you regret every choice you’ve made. You’ll wish you never crossed me, just like your father did. When I finally catch up with him, I will make sure you taste what it felt like to be slapped to death.” Th
Karyna’s POV The short skirt I wore did nothing to conceal the wetness trickling down my thighs. I could even catch a whiff of my own arousal in the air, and I was sure Julian and Henri could sense it too. “Jules, please,” I let out a desperate plea when he wouldn’t slip his fingers inside me. Julian had been tormenting me; using his middle finger to rub my clit in circles, lightly pressing kisses against my neck. He growled lowly, that deep sound sending explosive waves of arousal down my spine. “What are you begging me for, my love?” Julian whispered in the shell of my ear, and it suddenly felt like we were the only ones in the car. The sensation in my lower stomach was too consuming. I could feel my pussy throbbing painfully as my heart pounded under my chest. The intensity of the moment was almost too much to bear, so I just looked into his green eyes, hoping he’d understand just how much I craved him at that moment. “Alpha. I don’t think your fingers can d
Karyna’s POVAs we made our way to Henri’s car, a whirlwind of emotions washed over me. I couldn't bring myself to accept that my abusive father was truly gone. I was still in shock. I could feel the overwhelming amount of fear I had for Thomas Vegas dissipating with each assurance that he was indeed dead. He was killed by Julian. I was caught between feeling relieved that he could no longer harm me, or force me to do his vile wishes and the nagging question of whether I should feel sorrowful for his death.I’d known that cruel man all my life, and I’d always thought he was invincible, so it was crazy to believe that he was dead, just like that. He had been wealthy and influential during his life, but now he wouldn’t have a final resting place because Julien had killed him to avenge me, and his body would remain lost forever.When we got in front of the car, Julian pulled the back seat door for me, and I slid in. I could feel the sizzling heat coming from his body as he sat beside
Julian’s POV I was anticipating kissing Karyna until she was lost for words again when an iPhone ringing echoed in my ears. “Who's fucking phone is that? Fuck, it’s mine.” I groaned inwardly and went to pick it up, licking my lips to savor the pancake I had just eaten. When I saw that it was Leah who was calling me, my suppressed anger returned. I didn't want this woman calling me. But I was still using the same phone I was using when I was wearing the skin mask that was similar to Onyx’s face. Jeremy deserves his phone and number. I made a mental note to sort that out today before turning to Henri and Karyna. “It’s Leah,” I revealed, bitterness coating my voice like poison. I felt Karyna’s worry surge, even without her saying a word. She looked at me with those baby-blue eyes, her gaze filled with concern and thoughts of another threat. Another threat from my family. I clenched my jaw at that. I contemplated whether I should step outside to answer her. Leah knew I acce
Karyna’s POV I'd been eavesdropping on Julian and Henri's conversation after Henri entered. I heard Henri's laughter and Julian's question of what was funny. Henri's response of “everything” was followed by Julian's shocking revelation that made me blink in disbelief. Besides the fox he killed, he had also attempted to harm one of them. Did he see killing as a normal thing? “I was simply bullying her back for you,” Julian stated, walking over to retrieve the bowl of pancakes in my hand. My eyes widened in astonishment. I couldn't fathom his nonchalant attitude towards serious actions like this. I paused my lips, my heart sinking as I gazed back and forth between the Alphas I had fallen hopeless for. I didn't want to think that I had judged them wrongly or I had underestimated their animalistic nature. “I understand where you're coming from, Julian. But you can't go around ending lives or torturing animals just to defend me from bullies or make me accessories,” “I alre
Henri’s POV As I dashed after Karyna, my heart pounded with worry. How could she be so reckless, especially after yesterday's events? The arsonist might still be out there, and here she was, venturing off alone because she was pissed about the death of a fox. Her blind courage angers me and it fills me with worry. Why couldn't she be more concerned about her safety? I finally caught up to her just before she reached the guards who were stationed in front of the house. Without hesitation, I grasped her arm firmly and stopped her in her tracks. “Karyna, stop!” I urged, my voice thick with concern and frustration. “This is just our way of life. It's normal for werewolves to hunt and kill other animals. Hunting and killing are what we do. There's no need to get upset,” I deadpanned. Karyna turned to shoot me an angry glare, her baby-blue eyes revealing bitterness and confusion. “Normal? Are you freaking serious right now?” Her voice trembled as she spoke. “Just because
Julian’s POV The snow poured heavily on me, stinging like a thousand icy needles, yet I refused to halt my sprint. What was supposed to be a simple 15-minute early morning run turned into a relentless sprint fueled by my escalating anger. It wasn't just Henri's continuous provocation to abandon the Pack that fueled my fury. It was the unsettling realization that his reasons were valid, and I might be forced to confront a truth I wasn't ready to face. I was certain he'd only come back to safeguard Karyna and our child. Yet, deep down, I clung to a foolish wish that his return would reignite the memories of the beautiful life we once shared here and he would want to protect the pack, but as I said, it was a foolish wish. It hurt like crazy to admit that he didn't see this Pack estate as home but as a refuge camp, where he could hide from his enemies, and leave at any slight inconvenience. “Do you really think they want me back as their Alpha? All they want is a pack to b
Karyna’s POV In my dreams, Julian and Henri were having a heated argument. Julian was clearly upset, warning Henri never to mention abandoning the Pack, but Henri insisted it was necessary for our survival. I thought it was all just a dream until a loud door slam woke me up, and there was Julian storming off in frustration. “Henri,” I called out, my voice filled with surprise. I saw the worry etched on his face as he locked eyes with me, and I felt a pang in my heart. Did he insist on abandoning the pack because he was triggered by my mention of needing a break from the chaos surrounding us? Henri sighed softly and walked closer, he climbed on the bed and pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Morning, sweetheart,” he greeted, his voice above a whisper. Though his tone seemed light, the somber look in his green eyes and the shadow of regret on his face showed he was sad about the argument he just had with Julian. “Did you really believe we will be safe if we abandon the Pack?” I