Berrilyl’s life as a newlywed is shattered when her husband is brutally murdered, and she’s taken captive by Cage Milton, the ruthless Alpha of the ShadowMoon Pack. He claims her brother’s treachery ignited the blood feud, but as secrets unfold, Cage reveals an even darker truth—one that links her past, her brother, and the vengeful Alpha in ways she can’t remember. Forced into slavery and humiliation, Berrilyl’s hatred for Cage deepens, even as she’s drawn to his tortured soul. Yet each act of defiance pulls her closer to her forgotten memories—and the realization that Cage was once her mate, betrayed and scarred by her hand. In a game of power, revenge, and twisted love, Berrilyl must unravel the truth about her brother’s deception and her own broken loyalties before she loses herself entirely. But will she choose vengeance or redemption with Cage, the man she once loved—and the man she now hates?
View MoreBerrilyl's POV However Cage told me to freshen up and eat, telling me that I stank. And for a moment, I didn't quite understand why he would say such a thing. Did he think I smelled this badly? It wasn't as if I had a choice. I had no proper means of washing and grooming, not in that cage. But the very thought of him thinking that way, of him envisioning me in such a state, shook something within me like embarrassment I couldn't get rid of.I dragged my aching body to my room despite my weakness. I had no other choice. I couldn't let him think I was some filthy, uncaring prisoner who didn't even take care of herself. That was one thing I could control, at least personal dignity. Even if everything else was slipping through my fingers, I could still manage to freshen up, even if it took every last ounce of strength I had left.I went into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. The mirror above the sink showed a reflection I barely recognized. My face was pale, hollowed, and streake
Berrilyl's POV I had managed to survive up until that very moment despite the wounds that ravaged my body. It wasn't because of any extraordinary strength or resolve on my part. No, it was simply the small gestures of kindness from Talia that kept me going. Whenever she could, she would bring me those little buns from the kitchen. They were not much simple food in this cold, desolate place, they were everything to me. They gave me something to hold on to, a small spark of comfort in a world that had forgotten what a kind word felt like.But today… today was different. Talia wasn't able to bring any buns with her when she visited. It wasn't her fault, of course. She had tried, I knew she had. But with Grace now in charge of the kitchen, there was no way she could have sneaked anything past her. Grace had always kept a keen eye on what went in and out, especially with me. The thought of it only deepened the ache in my chest.It was as though I was being torn apart bit by bit. My wounds
Cage's POV"That's nice; at least there's some good news,", I said, and Milano looked at me with curiosity."It's just that William seems to have spoilt our plan and decided to end it as quickly as he could. Making sure that all the hard work go to waste and it kinda annoyed me. But it meant that I had to be very careful about the person I was digging about. He's got some good spies working for him in many places," I said to Milano who was initially dying of curiosity.His countenance changed a little because he also knew what it felt like for your plan to fail not even because of natural events but because of an enemy."You know. I've been thinking about this William problem recently and an idea came to my head" Milano said. And I was more than ready to listen to his suggestion."If we truly want to bring William to his knees," Milano began, his voice steady, "We need to know his strength which is obviously his connections and endless bribing schemes. If we get people to join us and
Cage's POV After finding an evidence of the Young mistress' promiscuousness, Cage didn't hesitate to have Jake post the evidence on social media. Not only would it tarnish her image, it would also make her father restless.Just as Jake was discussing with Cage, Jake received a call and at the end of the call, his face had turned gloomy. The information he just got was that, the women they had initially decided to capture had succumbed to a strange death.Cage wasn't surprised, but was frustrated. He knew it was William's doing, but there was nothing he could do. Just then, Miliano entered, and informed Cage that he had organised fifty elite warriors.Chapter 113: Cage's POV Miliano also gave a suggestion - If Cage really want to defeat William, he would need to severe his connections one after the other, so that William won't be able to find help.Cage agreed with the plan, and urged Jake to speed up the investigation against the Elder. Also, Miliano made mention of another informat
Author's POVThe throb behind his eyes was relentless, a steady drum of pain that pulsed with every heartbeat blurred the edges of vision, and made the temples seem squeezed in some invisible vice. He had hardly slept the night before, and the stress of managing the estate, the constant political pressures, and the recent troubles with Lucia had worn him down.Yet, none of that stopped him from going toward the chambers of his second wife.The ache could wait.When the messenger had burst into his study with news of her sudden illness, concern had knotted his chest. Now, while he neared her room, he heard the murmur of hushed tones and the distinct scent of herbal tinctures filled the air. With a creak, he pushed open the door.The physician was still bent over the pale, trembling figure of his second wife. She lay propped against a mound of silk cushions, her face almost ghostly. The delicate lines of discomfort had softened now, her breathing steadier.William's gaze searched her fa
William’s POVI looked at the guards, trying to get some answers. Their stoic faces betrayed no emotion, but I couldn’t help feeling a sense of impatience rising within me. I needed clarity—needed to know what had happened, what had gone wrong.I stepped forward, my voice firm but controlled. “Has anyone brought food to Lucia?” I asked, looking at each guard one by one. I was already aware that I had ordered them not to serve her any food while she was locked up, but I just had to ask again to confirm because of the accusations being laid by Lucia, as though the answer might change.The guards glanced at each other briefly before responding in unison, “No, Your Grace. No food has been served to her, as you instructed.”I looked at Lucia, sitting on the bed in front of me, and she was looking in pain, her face contorted with anguish. Her body trembles as she looks up at me, her eyes filled with shock and confusion. My heart tightened a bit. I had never seen her like this before. The st
William's POV The doctor's report resonated in my mind while I remained motionless. My head struggled to comprehend the words I had just received, but the surprise was overwhelming."Your Grace..." The doctor faltered, not wanting to look me in the eye. "Lucia has… suffered the loss of the child."For a brief moment, I was unable to comprehend the words. My ears wouldn't accept what I was listening to. I had waited an eternity for a successor, for the heir of my family, yet now that heir was lost.A mix of confusion, anger, and something darker stirred within me. How could this happen? I thought, a flicker of panic creeping into my chest. The child, my child, was gone, and with it, my hopes for stability and the continuation of my bloodline.I had been preparing for this moment—the birth of my heir. I had invested countless hours, plans, and hopes into this child, this one who would secure my legacy. To have it all ripped away so suddenly was too much to bear.My mind raced, my anger
William's POVI paced around the room with his hands clasped behind my back. My sharp mind was working furiously. I was thinking of a very strategic plan that would make me accomplish everything I wanted. It was time to make my enemies pay especially Cage. I couldn't wait to see him and his pack that he had built from scratch crumble to pieces. He had to be under me. I wanted to have control of him and all his business. He was going to see my face and history would be repeated. His memory would be freshened, but unfortunately for him, he would never be able to do anything on that day because it would be his death and my victory.My beta, Marcus, stood across from me,m holding a stack of documents. He had been checking them continuously and marking the important ones."Sir, we've identified some irregularities," Marcus said, his voice steady but laced with deep concern. I was tired of hearing about irregularities and I just had to wonder what this one was about if it was too stressfu
Author's POVLucia leaned her back against the cold, hard wall of her cell. Her boy was finally relaxing after a simple and quite small, but it was needed for my baby. She was the only reason I ate it. I couldn't make my baby suffer from what it didn't know anything about the situation that brought me here.She closed her eyes, exhaustion settling in as she embraced herself,p but then something stuck –a sharp,p piercing pain in my abdomen that made her gasp. She clutched her stomach hard with her trembling fingers. The ache intensified, spreading through her lower body like wildfire. At first,t she thought it was just indigestion, perhaps it was her body reacting to the poor quality of food that she had just finished eating,g but to her surprise,e within a few moments, it continued,d and the pain grew unbearable."Help! Help!" Lucia called out; her voice was a house with desperation and despair. "Guards! Somebody, help me!" She screams.But to her horror, her pleas echoed through the
Berrilyl's POV “Where is my mate? What did you do to him?” I screamed at the top of my lungs. A few hours ago, I was perfectly happy. I was married to my childhood sweetheart and brother's best friend, Owens. Although we were not true mates, we couldn't ask for anything better. One minute, I was in a carriage, following his to return to his pack, and the next thing, my carriage stopped suddenly, and we were surrounded by masked men.There was no familiar face in sight and my heart was drumming wildly against my chest. Until they started lining up the bodies of guards before me. The sight of blood made me want to throw up, but I was more concerned about Owens.“Answer me, dammit! Where is he?” I screamed. “Quiet, princess. He will be here soon,” a deep baritone snapped but since they were all in masks, I couldn't tell who was speaking. Owens was pulled in by two masked men, and my breath hitched. I tried not to panic as his blue eyes met mine. At least he was alive. That was a ...
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