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MADELINE'S POV "Madeline, how are you doing today," Grandma Catherine asked as she passed my lunch to me from the food trolley. "I am doing great Grandma Catherine," I responded with a forced cheerfulness. "I heard the Alpha is coming to supervise the Penal Pier today, regarding the last accident that happened." I felt a twinge of nervousness at the mention of alpha Konan's visit. The nerves I had been trying to suppress surged back with revenge. "I have to move along. Everything must be in order," Grandma Catherine continued, her voice tinged with urgency. "Look for the best time to explain yourself to Alpha Konan, she added. The penal pier is not a sweet place for a sweet lady like you." Grandma catherine patted me on the shoulder and trudged along." Ever since the tragedy, I have been wanting to see him, to explain myself, to tell him that I was not a murderer and can never be one. I wanted to tell him things weren't adding up even when all the evidences were pointin
ALPHA KONAN'S POV I couldn't sleep all night. The emotions swirling within me refused to let me rest. Madeline's rejection had caught me off guard. How dare she!!! I needed distraction, a lot of it. I so much craved for an outlet, a physical outlet to undo the anger and frustration trying to camp within me. I headed down to the pack training grounds. I hoped the sight of disciplined warriors honing their skills would remind me of the order I demanded in my life. But what I saw only deepened my anger. Scattered warriors milled about aimlessly, some lounging, others chatting idly. Not one of them noticed my presence. I stood there, watching them for a moment, disappointed. They were supposed to be our first line of defense against attacks. Instead, they were wasting precious time. "What is the meaning of this," I bellowed angrily. Everyone went still. Their face a mixture of surprise and fear was lined on their faces, as they scrambled to form a line. They bowed in unison, greet
MADELINE'S POV I was bent over, breaking stones in the quarry as usual, my hands number from the repetitive motion. A faint tap on my shoulder didn't register nor the second one. "Madeline!!!" The sound of my name rang sharply in my ears jolted me back to reality. I looked up, startled, and saw grandma Catherine staring at me with concern. "Madeline, you have been out of it for days now. I have been trying to get your attention for a while. Are you sure you are okay?" She asked gently. I forced a smile, hoping it would mask the whirlwind in my mind. "There's no need to worry grandma Catherine, I am fine." She studied me for a moment, her brows furrowed, before nodding. "If you insist, I will go go ahead and continue my work. But take care of yourself child." "Of course. Be careful too," I called after her, watching her walk away before returning to my task." The physical labor was supposed to quiet my mind, but it didn't. My last encounter with alpha Konan kept playing a loo
MADELINE'S POV Hands akimbo coupled with her intimidating physique and imposing aura, Rosaline stood before me. "I confronted Petra about your miscarriage," Rosaline said abruptly. I scoffed. "I never agreed to cooperate with you. Without my cooperation, you have no right to confront Petra about her involvement in my miscarriage. You could be backing up the wrong tree, you know." Rosaline tutted shallowly. "I don't need your permission to address an impending danger to the pack. I am having this conversation with you because I want to, not because I need to." Her words stung. Before I could retort, she continued. "You are unwilling to cooperate and for the record, I don't back up wrong trees." My sources have seen Petra sneak out of the pack at night and return before dawn, not once, not twice. It's a pattern and patterns don't lie" "I had to confront her to confirm my suspicions while i gather evidences. For now, I think you need to have a major rethink for the love and loya
ROSALINEāS POV The once peaceful northern borders of the pack were gradually turning into a battleground. It was no longer safe, and the attacks were becoming frequent . It was clear to everyone that our current strategies were failing. To keep the pack secure, we needed a better planāone that could withstand the growing threats. I called for a quick meeting with the serving ranks stationed at the northern borders. They assembled promptly, their faces marked with a mixture of anticipation and tension. āOur current strategy is no longer working,ā I began. āAfter careful discussions with Alpha Konan and the pack elders, we have come to a decision. Starting today, we will be restructuring our positions and strategies." "Each of you will be assigned roles based on your individual strengths. Your ranks remain unchanged, but your duties will shift to ensure weāre always one step ahead of our enemies. Does everyone agree?ā There was a collective nod of understanding, though I could
PETRA'S POV I sat on the bed in my room with pile of papers scattered around me. I had perfected alpha Konan's handwriting. I was finally ready to rescue Marilyn, my sister. A sense of relief and fear came over me. When I arrived Godfather's cottage, Kong and Copro were not in sight. It was just me and Godfather. "Petra, why are you here without invitation," he asked. "I have successfully perfected the handwriting, Godfather. I am ready to rescue my sister," I replied with a steady voice. "Excellent. Ahh, Petra you are right on time, he replied with a slow, sinister smile." Godfather offered me a seat, and I reluctantly sat down. From a drawer, he pulled out papers, two of them and slid then to me. One empty and the other one with something written on it. "Now this is it, Petra, You are to transfer what is written on this paper to blank sheet of paper." I said nothing and I obliged. I picked the paper from the table and read through the contents. I gasped and my blood ran co
PETRA'S POV My eyes slit open gradually as I struggled to get accustomed to the environment. I had been held captive for three days, and each day felt like an eternity of suffering. My body was exhausted, drained of all strength, every muscle screaming in protest. The air was thick and suffocating, almost as if it carried the weight of my guilt. The silver shackles on my wrists and ankles burned like fire, sizzling against my skin with every attempt to move. The pain was unbearable, but it was nothing compared to the agony I felt in my heart. My back throbbed from the punishment they had given me, the lacerations from the whip still fresh and raw, mingling with the dried blood that clung to my body and clothes. I had written a letter to Godfather three days ago, asking for help, pleading for mercy. I had confessed that I was compromised and needed to escape this mess. But now, as I lay here, waiting, the silence stretched on. There had been no response. I knew that by now, I was
GODFATHER'S POV My eyes darted across the room, but my eyes kept coming back to the huge mahogany table in the center ,where the food was placed. The huge mahogany table was one that caught my fancy. Crafted from fine mahogany wood, the table surface was smooth, polished, and its reflecting light showcased its beauty of sturdy, sleek design. I was here again, in alpha Gritus's den. The room was filled with eerie silenceāa silence likened to the unknown. The silence was often broken by the clink of the silver ware against the china ware. I stood opposite Godfather as he savored and ate with graceful poise. The way he ate was measured with precision. Each cut of the meat the same as the last. His movements were deliberate and controlled just like a robot. He ate just like a predator patiently stalking its prey. I watched in anxiety as he finished his meal, drank the expensive red wine in his glass in one gulp, and wiped the residue off his mouth with a napkin. He ran his
MADELINE'S POVThe new pack agreement was finally approved and put into effect immediately.We had all returned to Oceanwolf Pack.Alpha Konan and I hadn't spoken to each other since that day in Crescent Pack.Grandma Catherine and I sat in front of the pack mansion, watching as the sun dipped low into the horizon.Alpha Konan approached from the side path of the Pack Mansion, with Rosaline and a few warrior wolves trailing behind him. His face still carried the bruises from that fight.Everyone bowed in respect, including me. He just nodded, as expected of an Alpha. No words. His eyes caught mine briefly. Rosaline, swift as she was, glanced between us as if reading us both.I held my chin high, ignoring the sting our little misunderstanding had brought.After they were gone, Grandma Catherine's voice broke through like a soft bell."You had a fight with Alpha Konan," she stated.I didn't pretend. "Yes," I replied. And we started walking.She hummed for a while, then asked, "Why?"I l
MADELINE'S POVThe silence that followed was drawn thin like a bowstring aiming for its target. Warrior Wolves on both sides grew rigid. It was as if the earth stopped its rotation to watch.I met Alpha Konan and beckoned to him not to do this. Instead, he ignored me like I was some trash to be disposed."Really? Konan. A duel?" Alpha Novare said, tightening the piece of cloth on his wrist.Alpha Konan didn't waste time. He stalked to the sparring circle and peeled off his shirt as if it offended him.Both of them were now shirtless, carved from pure grit and bloodlines, sweet and moist like candy. This was not the first time I had seen them shirtless, but the warm rising sun was unforgivingly honest, highlighting their Greek god features.It wasn't just me. Other women around. Even the male warrior wolves pretended to be unaffected, but I could feel the temperature spike.Still, in my own realm, the fight started. It didn't just start, it detonated.They didn't move like men. They mo
ROSALINE'S POVMy body morphed back, skin stinging from the shift. My clothes hung in tatters, but I cared less.Gabriel, on the other hand,, stood there, staring with an infuriating grin."That same scent..." he said dramatically, inhaling like an idiot. That same lithe, bossy little frameābut today...I swear, you look stunningly sexier, even in your tattered clothes.I hissed between my teeth. "Why did you follow me into the woods?"He shrugged. "Saw a rogue wolf tearing through Crescent Pack lands. Wanted to make sure it wasn't some rogue.""You wish, don't you? I questioned curtly. Why weren't you at the meeting?"He cocked his head, his infuriating grin, spreading wider now to his nose and ears. "Some strategist missed me. You did, didn't you?"His words slithered cunningly through the forest air. Rose moved aimlessly and restlessly within. Always perfidious when it came to Gabriel."There are other capable male wolves out there, ones who surpass your abilities all around, one wh
MADELINE'S POV I was still reeling. Everything had happened so fast. As the two Alphas left, everyone began to trickle out. Some scoffed, while others glanced at me with a newfound curiosity. The rumor about my subtle disrespect was already making rounds like dry, winter fire, twisting through both packs. My body aches for rest. I made my way towards the guest quarters, and a familiar shadow stood like a wall, waiting on the path. Louisiana, always the same, ready to mock me at any turn, asked with a profound derision. "What are you doing back here? Still can't get enough of Crescent Pack? Why are you back here as a damn diplomat?" I forced out a confident smile. Why don't you ask your Alpha? He still keeps crucial information from you, Luna?" She rolled her eyes dramatically and hissed. "The proposals about the new pack agreement are solid. It's a good plan, peace between Packs." I was thrown over the roof for a second. I wasn't expecting acknowledgement from anyone,
ALPHA GRITUS POVI paced the room continuously, like a caged beast. My mind was a battlefield, torn between rage and helplessness.The words kept replaying in my mind. "Godfather has been captured."Captured. I could see it all clearlyāhim bound and shackled, bleeding from the hands of Alpha Konan and Oceanwolf Pack bastards.Godfather wasn't the kind of man to beg. They would torture him, humiliate him, drag out every bit of useful information he had, I knew that much. He wasn't going to talk easily, but they would stretch him, until he would spill out every damn secret we had, jeopardizing our plan.The rage bristling within me, a force that made me want to reach out and strangle the life out of the world around me.Nurse Maude stepped in, moving with a gait that irritated me, like she could not see the storm brewing.I took deliberate steps towards her. She didn't flinch at the fury in my eyes when I locked it onto hers. She looked too calm, so calm. Instead, she spoke, straight to
ALPHA KONAN'S POVAs I neared my study, the scent of something familiar, innocent and sweet, struck me.Madeline. And she was a stark opposite what her scent represented.She just stood outside the door; tense, fidgety, her shoulders slouched. Even in the thin light, I saw the shimmer of unshed tears in her eyes.I breathed out slowly. I had expected this, this confrontation. I had given the instruction that no one allowed Madeline see godfather. And consider how stubborn she was, she would go see him.Seeing him would only reopen her wounds. Keeping her away was the only way to protect her."I heard you captured him... godfather," she said, her voice strained with frustration.I didn't reply. I reached for the study door and pushed it open. She followed, hot on my pursuit."I need to see him," she said as soon we were inside."No," came my reply.She paused, wide eyed, as if my response had struck her like a gavel striking judgement."Why not?" She retorted.I turned to face her full
ALPHA KONAN'S POV I took a look at Godfather's body, hung upright, his arms stretched above his head. His wrists and ankles were bound in thick, silver chains laced with painful shift serum. The serum was already working its magic as usual, keeping his wolf weak and on the edge of madness, but not enough to let him slip. I stepped closer and took in more of his sorry features. His head dropped forward, his chin, resting just above his chest. He was unconscious. Behind me, Kellan asked. "What do you want to do with him, Alpha?" I didn't take my eyes off the bastard. "Wake him up." Kellan got into action immediately and drove his balled fist hard into the godfather's stomach. A strangled grunt escaped from godfather's throat, his body jerking forward against the chains. His eyes opened slowly, and then realization struck. He struggled against the chains, but they held firm. He just winced, in pain. The serum had seeped deep into his system, making his every movement dr
ALPHA KONAN'S POVRosaline and Dan were in my study, talking about border patrols, pack issues and upcoming new pack agreements, yet none of it truly registered.My mind was somewhere else.I could still feel her warm, supple skin against my own, the way her body arched underneath me as my mouth explored her. Her soft whimpers, her hitching breath. And those hard, reddish peaks that pebbled under my touchāall of her responding to me so perfectly.And the taste of her... so heavenly.I became aroused just replaying the moment I had her squirming under my relentless touch, how I didn't stop even after I pushed her over the edge. The blissful exhaustion in her eyes.Sleeping beside her, in my arms. Waking up to see her eyes flutter open. I had waited so long for this and now that I had experienced this , I was never letting go.A small smile tugged at my lips.She was for real, a dangerous little wolf.Rosaline's voice cleared the fog in my head. I snapped back to the present.I found bo
MADELINE'S POVSilence wrapped around us like a heavy blanket. Alpha Konan collapsed beside me, his bare chest, rising and falling.I watched him from the corner of my eyes. My body still tingled, my mind still spinning from everything that had just happened, but still hungry with need.For a while, neither of us spoke. Not that the silence was uncomfortable.Then, he turned his head to look at me, in a very soft way."Did this just happen?" He murmured more to himself. He let out a slow breath. "This is like a dream come true."I didn't know what to say. A part of me couldn't believe it either.Then, he shifted onto his side, facing me fully. "I have done grave things to you, things that scarred you. Forgiving me won't be easy, but I want to try, one step at a time, I will fix things. I will treat you rightly, the way I should have done from the start."I swallowed nothing, unsure on how to respond. This honesty...his openness."About Damienā"He hushed me gently before I could finis