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The tension between Harold and me only grew sharper over the next few days, thickening like a storm cloud with each encounter. He hadn’t mentioned the divorce papers since that night, but his glances were more probing, and his conversations colder. I felt the invisible clock ticking down, each second adding to his suspicions as he tried to piece together what he sensed lurking beneath the surface.One evening, just after sunset, he summoned me to his study. This time, the edge in his voice was unmistakable, dripping with barely-contained fury. As I approached the heavy oak door, dread twisted in my stomach, a familiar sensation by now, but one I’d never grown used to. I braced myself, preparing for whatever accusations or demands he might hurl my way.Inside, he stood by the window, his back turned, a dark silhouette against the forest’s fading light. His posture was tense, hands clasped behind him, a man barely holding himself together. He didn’t look at me when he spoke.“It’s been
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The weight of Harold’s resentment had hung over the house since the last conversation with him earlier before the hunt. His gaze towards me grew colder, and even his demands became persistent that it was becoming too hard for me to continue enduring to resist him from his relentless desire to have me signed the divorce papers.With each passing day, his words began to sting more like carefully placed weapons than accusations. It’s like a venom that was creeping through me everytime we both talk and it was becoming too hard to counter. Although most of the time, I would often just listen to him and refuse to start an argument. Later that evening after their hunt, the night abruptly was thick with an ominous calm as I rested in bed. I didn’t even bother waiting for them. Usually, Harold wouldn’t even mind if I waited for them or not so might as well spend the rest of the evening resting so that I wouldn’t even have to waist my energy on people who doesn’t even care whether I make an e
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The next two days in Dominic's penthouse were a experience unlike anything I had ever known. The silence wrapped around me like a soft blanket, soothing the frayed edges of my mind. The freedom was intoxicating; for the first time, I felt the weight of fear lift off my shoulders, replaced by a profound sense of liberation that was almost surreal. The penthouse, perched high above the city, offered breathtaking views that seemed to stretch into infinity. Vast windows framed the skyline, the twinkling lights below resembling scattered stars, reminding me that I was untethered, floating high above the chaos of my past.In this sanctuary, I could breathe again. I realized that no one would find us here, and with that thought came an overwhelming sense of safety that felt foreign yet deeply welcome.When Dominic returned from his outing, I was taken aback by the sight of him lugging in bags of groceries and supplies. I hadn’t expected such a thoughtful gesture; it was a surprise that set
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But every wonderful moment seemed to have an ending. As much as I don’t want to go home yet, Dominic was the one who told me he should send me back a day ahead before Harold comes home.I understand that it would become rather suspicious if I were nowhere to be found when Harold returns. Not that he would care in a sense of jealousy, but I believe it would be because he would rather much want to find out further flaws to use up against me so that he could force me to sign the divorce papers.The drive back to the pack house was filled with a tense silence that hung in the air between Dominic and me. I stared out the window, watching the trees blur into a green haze as we sped down the winding road. I couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that crept in, a reminder of all that was at stake. “You need to head early,” Dominic said, breaking the silence. His voice was steady, but I could sense the underlying tension. “We can’t be seen together, Elisse. It’s too risky.”I nodded, my heart h
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The tension in the room was suffocating. Harold stood across from me, his face twisted with a mix of anger and something else—was it desperation? My heart pounded in my chest as he shoved the divorce papers toward me, his voice low and threatening. “You will sign these, Elisse. Today. Right now.”“Harold, please,” I pleaded, my voice barely above a whisper. “I can’t just sign away my life like this.”His eyes narrowed, and the cruel smile on his lips sent a chill down my spine. “You think you have a choice? You’re in no position to negotiate.”Just as I prepared to argue further, the door burst open, and in strode Dominic, flanked by the elders from the Alliance Pack. Their presence filled the room with an undeniable authority, and I felt a flicker of hope ignite within me. “What’s going on here?” one of the elders, an imposing figure with silver hair, demanded, his gaze shifting between Harold and me. “We were told there was an incident.”Harold’s demeanor shifted in an instant, tra
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Days following that incident, Dominic guided me through the bustling streets of the city as he insisted to take me out for a quick breahter. The neon lights flickered like stars in the night sky, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of exhilaration. For the first time in what felt like forever, I was outside the oppressive walls of the pack house, and I could breathe freely.“Where are we going?” I asked, trying to contain my excitement.“I have a little surprise for you,” Dominic replied, a playful smile dancing on his lips. “I noticed you’ve been wearing the same clothes for a while. I thought it was time you treated yourself to something new.”My heart fluttered at the thought. It was sweet of him, but a nagging voice in the back of my mind reminded me of my limited funds and Harold’s tight grip on my finances. “You really don’t have to—”“I want to,” he interrupted, his tone firm yet gentle. “You deserve to feel good about yourself, Elisse. Plus, we can’t have you running around in
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The Next Day…I awoke early the next morning, determination surging through me. I had to act quickly. With Dominic’s help, I needed to gather evidence against Harold before he had a chance to strike again. As I made my way to the kitchen, I was surprised to find it empty. The pack house was unusually quiet, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. “Good morning, Luna…” a sarcastic voice called from behind me, and I turned to see Leonor entering the room, her expression deceptively cheerful.“What are you doing here?” I replied cautiously, unsure of her intentions.“Did you sleep well?” she asked, her smile unnervingly bright.“Why do you care?” I shot back, crossing my arms.She laughed lightly, shaking her head. “Oh, I’m just making conversation. You know, as your gammas, it’s my duty to ensure your well-being.”“You’re annoying, Leonor,” I replied, skepticism lacing my words. “Listen, I just wanted to remind you that I am watching your every move with beta Dominic.
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Later that day, I met Dominic outside the pack house. He looked concerned as I approached him. “Hey, is everything okay?” he asked, his brow furrowed with worry.“Just another round with Leonor,” I sighed, shaking my head. “She’s relentless.”“Don’t let her get to you. You’ve made a lot of progress, Elisse,” he encouraged. “Have you thought about our next steps?”“I have,” I replied, feeling a surge of determination. “I want to gather more evidence against Harold, but I’m worried about him finding out.”Dominic nodded, his expression serious. “I’ll reach out to my contact. We need to be strategic. The last thing we want is to tip Harold off.”“Can you really trust your contact?” I asked, skepticism creeping in.“I’ve known him for years. He’s reliable. But we still need to be careful. If Harold catches wind of what we’re doing, he’ll retaliate,” Dominic warned.As we discussed our next move, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of camaraderie forming between us. For the first time in a lo
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CHAPTER 35The next morning, the sunlight streamed into my room, illuminating the neatly arranged vials of the healing potion I had worked on late into the night. The green liquid gleamed in the morning light, a small victory in the face of Leonor’s taunts. I ran my fingers over the cool glass of one vial, silently resolving to take it to Harold as proof of my dedication. My stomach twisted at the thought of facing him. Though he had allowed my explanation, his warning still hung heavily in the air. If he suspected I had lied, there would be consequences. A knock on the door jolted me from my thoughts. My heart skipped a beat. Was it Harold? Or worse—Leonor? “Come in,” I called, trying to sound composed. The door opened, and to my surprise, it was Dominic. He stepped inside, his expression unreadable, carrying a basket filled with fresh herbs. “I thought you might need these,” he said, setting the basket on the table. “Thank you,” I replied, a mix of relief and gratitude i
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“Why in the world was I even caught up into this mess?” I was surprised I was talking to myself but it would seem I was not done yet as I even added, “Now I even ended up becoming an apothecary luna.” with a disheartened sigh in the end.The scent of dried herbs filled the room as I leaned over the small table, meticulously measuring ingredients with trembling hands. The steady rhythm of my mortar and pestle grinding roots into a fine powder was the only sound, a therapeutic contrast to the chaos in my mind. The lie I had spun to Harold about creating a healing potion wasn’t entirely far-fetched; my mother, once an apothecary, had taught me the basics of herbal remedies. But reviving those long-forgotten lessons now, under such pressure, felt overwhelming. I glanced at the small cauldron on the table, where a viscous green liquid simmered gently. Steam curled upward, carrying the sharp, earthy aroma of wild thyme and calendula. A healing potion, meant to speed recovery for wounded
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Dominic and I trudged back toward the pack house, the weight of the encounter in the woods hanging heavily between us. The dull ache in my arm from the werecat's claws was a constant reminder of my recklessness. Dominic hadn't said much since we left the forest, his jaw tight and his steps brisk, as if the mere act of walking might cool his frustration. The pack house came into view, its looming structure a symbol of safety and authority. Relief washed over me, though it was short-lived when I spotted Alpha Harold standing at the entrance, his arms crossed and his piercing eyes locked on us. Dominic muttered under his breath, “Here we go.” Alpha Harold’s presence was intimidating, as always. His tall frame exuded dominance, and the weight of his glare was enough to make anyone second-guess their choices. He stepped forward as we approached, his expression stormy. “Elise,” he began, his voice cold and clipped. “With Dominic again, I see. Why am I not surprised?” Dominic opened
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After days of training under Dominic, I needed to know—truly know—if I was improving or just being coddled. Dominic was good, no doubt about it, but there were moments during our sessions where his strikes slowed, his blows softened. His teasing remarks, while harmless on the surface, made me wonder if he wasn’t taking me as seriously as he should. And that thought gnawed at me. I couldn’t rely on anyone else’s perception of my strength anymore. So here I was, alone, standing amidst the towering trees with a determination burning inside me. The pack house felt miles away, though it was only a brisk walk back. The morning sun filtered through the dense canopy of trees, painting dappled shadows on the forest floor. The woods had always been a source of mystery and a touch of danger, but today they were my sanctuary. My escape.“All right, Elise,” I muttered to myself, stretching my arms. “Time to prove you’re not just wasting your time.”The cool morning air filled my lungs as I star
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It was late, and the training warehouse was finally empty. The sounds of grunts, fists meeting punching bags, and the heavy clinks of weights had faded, leaving only the low hum of the lights overhead. I stood by the edge of the ring, wiping sweat from my forehead, waiting for Dominic to start the final session of the night. He kept glancing over his shoulder to make sure we were alone, his eyes darting to the shadows now and then, ever vigilant. He was always careful, always discreet. "Ready?" Dominic asked, stepping into the ring and flashing a teasing grin. His tone was light, but there was a hint of intensity in his gaze that kept me on edge."More than ready," I replied, trying to sound confident. It had taken weeks of constant persuasion and bribes to get him to agree to train me. Now that I was here, I had no intention of letting his smug attitude distract me. He circled me slowly, his eyes appraising my stance, and I shifted, trying to steady myself. I’d been training with hi
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I stood by the window, watching the night deepen over the pack’s territory, my mind a mess of doubts and restless thoughts. It was nearing the time I’d agreed to meet Dominic in his penthouse, but an uneasy feeling had settled in the pit of my stomach. Every time I thought about him—the way his intense gaze, his smirk, the confidence with which he controlled every situation—it would seem that I felt an undeniable pull. But I couldn’t ignore the tug of guilt beneath it all, especially with the memories of those steamy moments we shared that was still swirling around in my head with just the mere thought of what would take place tonight.I paced my room, wrestling with the decision. Part of me wanted to cancel, to simply stay in my room and ignore his request. After all, Harold was in the pack house, although preoccupied with Leonor, but that didn’t mean I was entirely free to do as I pleased. And yet, at the same time, I felt bound by the deal I’d made to Dominic. He had agreed to
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After my conversation with the Alpha King, his words haunted me with each step back to my room. The shame and disappointment I had felt fueled a fire in me, a desperation to prove I wasn’t the weak, incapable Luna he believed me to be. I was determined to find a way, no matter what it took.That night, I stayed up late, thinking through every option I had. The Alpha King had spoken of strength, of physical and spiritual power that would prove my worth. There was only one person I knew who possessed both—someone who could help me, even if he was the last person in the world who would want to.And it was, Dominic, the pack’s Beta.Dominic was strong, skilled, and fierce. He was everything the Alpha King would expect in a warrior, and he had trained the pack warriors himself. If anyone could teach me how to be stronger, how to defend myself and develop the skills I needed, it was him. But I also knew he’d be the hardest person to convince. Our relationship had always been… complicated,
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After the match with Leonor, I could still feel every bruise throbbing beneath my skin. My muscles ached, and my pride was wounded, yet I’d managed to survive. But it was only a survival, not a victory, not the kind of powerful display that the Alpha King might be hoping for from me—the Luna of Clawstone Pack. The Alpha King had stopped the fight just as Leonor had been ready to strike a final blow. It felt strange—he had ended it before I could truly stand or fall on my own merit. And while a part of me was relieved that I hadn't been dealt the ultimate humiliation, another part felt a piercing doubt, one that gnawed at my chest and clouded my mind. What had he seen in me, or not seen, that made him decide to stop the fight?That question weighed on me more heavily than anything else, and by the evening, I couldn’t resist any longer. I needed answers. I gathered myself, taking a few breaths to steady my nerves, and made my way to the Alpha King’s private study.As I approached the
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The morning sun had barely crested over the trees when I found myself standing in the heart of the Clawstone Pack's training grounds, a stretch of dirt and stone surrounded by a growing crowd. The air was thick with anticipation, as if even the birds had paused to watch. Pack members were gathering to see the spectacle—their Luna, thrust into a fight she hadn’t chosen, would have to prove herself worthy of the title.I took a deep breath, my gaze drifting over the faces in the crowd. Some were skeptical, others intrigued, and a few wore expressions of open disdain. I wasn’t blind to the gossip that had spread since last night’s dinner, the whispers of my supposed lack of strength. It was a struggle not to feel self-conscious, but I forced myself to hold my head high, hiding the anxiety twisting in my stomach.Somehow, the Alpha King’s demand that I prove myself in a public display had spread through the pack like wildfire. There was no backing out now; the entire pack wanted a show,
