Berrilyl's POVI couldn’t let Cage achieve his aim, not when he’d already taken so much from me. His control was suffocating, his demands endless, and his power unyielding. But today, I had done something he would never expect.I resorted to that one move, a desperate gamble born from sheer defiance because I knew how much Cage cared about his face—his reputation. The carefully constructed facade of invincibility made others cower before him. To tarnish that image, even just a little, was a victory worth savouring.And I had done just that. By letting a few choice words slip from my lips, I had struck at the very foundation of his authority. I told them that Cage had killed my husband and forced me into this marriage. The moment those words escaped me, the room erupted into chaos.Whispers rippled through the crowd like wildfire, growing louder with each passing second. My heart raced, not with fear, but with a strange, exhilarating sense of triumph. For once, I wasn’t the one trembli
Berrilyl's POVThe grand hall was a sea of faces, all turned toward me with expressions ranging from shock to horror. My heart pounded in my chest, but I didn’t falter. This was exactly what I wanted. I had already tarnished Cage’s image once, and now I was ready to twist the knife deeper.The murmurs continued among the crowd, low whispers rippling through the crowd. They were already talking about the accusations I had made before—about Cage killing my husband and forcing me into this engagement. It had caused a scandal of epic proportions, one that still lingered in the air like a storm cloud.It had made this engagement he had been planning for a long time falls and crumble. The best thing about what was going on was that he was watching it as it spoiled without being able to do anything to stop it. He must have surely never imagined that this day would end up being like this. He must have thought it would go smoothly and I was happy with what I did.But that wasn’t enough. Not y
Berrilyl's POVStanding by the grand window of the hall, the warm light from the chandeliers cast a glow on the chaos my actions had sparked. The room had finally quieted down, guests dispersing in awkward clusters, murmuring their disbelief at the spectacle I had made. But I didn't care about their whispers or their judgment. I'd made my move, and I wouldn't apologize for it.Heavy footsteps pounded their way up to me, and I sat up straight instinctively. I didn't have to turn around to know who this was. His presence smothered me."Berrilyl," his voice cut low, words dripping in anger that barely masked the frustration. "Why in the name of all that's unholy did you have to ruin my plan?I didn't answer. My hands wrapped around the edge of the windowsill, the cold biting into my palms. I kept my gaze fixed outside, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing the reaction on my face."Berrilyl," he repeated, his voice rising slightly. "I asked you a question."I still didn't answe
Berrilyl's POVHe won't spare me, I thought bitterly, my nails digging into my palms. Cage's anger earlier in the hall had been volcanic, his words searing like lava. But what more could he do? Wasn't he satisfied with the damage he'd already caused?But I knew better. Cage wasn't the kind of man to stop at humiliation. If he wanted to make an example of me, he would.The thought sent a cold shiver running down my spine. I had just started to get better, my body healing from the last round of torment I'd had to endure upon his orders. If he had me whipped again, especially with a whip laced with wolfsbane, I wasn't so sure my body could handle it.I gritted my teeth, furious with myself even for letting the thought creep in. No, I told myself firmly, I won't beg. Not to him. Not to anyone.The minutes ticked by, dragging their feet like hours as I paced my room. The possibilities whirled round in my mind, intermingled with plans and defiance. But it was all so futile. It seemed the wa
Berrilyl’s POVI was very terrified, terrified than I had expected. Things were becoming as crazy as the people in the engagement hall had predicted. It was obviously going to be a very spectacular nightmare.Before I could say anything I was dragged and beaten in front of the crowd. There was nothing I could do but scream.The sting of the whip seared through my skin, sharp and unforgiving. I couldn’t stop the cry that tore itself from my throat, but it did nothing to stop the onslaught. Every strike felt like fire against my already bruised body. I had never imagined that I would be reduced to this—this pain, this humiliation, and above all, this sense of helplessness.I had been dragged into this mess, shackled by the lies Grace had so easily woven. But this punishment, this brutal whipping, was not just for what had happened, it was a result of everything I had become in their eyes. I could feel the blood seeping through my torn dress, pooling at my feet, a bitter reminder of the
Berrilyl’s POVGrace had found the perfect time to pin the blame on me. Now that Cage was annoyed with me it would be so easy for him to believe in Grace's lie. I knew I was going to be punished but I didn't expect that I would be a public slave and now I was said to be a spy. The weight of what was happening hit me like a tidal wave. I had always known Grace was a spy—there were too many small things about her that never added up, the way she could slip in and out of conversations without drawing attention, how she always seemed to be one step ahead. But now, at this moment, as everything I’d known began to unravel, I realized just how deep her manipulation ran.She wasn’t just a spy. Grace was something far worse—someone who had wormed her way into the most trusted circles, and she had manipulated everyone, even Cage. How else could she have turned everything I’d worked for against me so effortlessly? How else could she have made a man like Cage believe in her lies so fully? How d
Berrilyl's POVThe room felt as though it were closing in on me. Like arrows, accusations were flying around, each sharper than the last. Every voice around me seemed to grow louder, their words harsher. It suffocated me."You've endangered the pack, Berrilyl!" someone yelled."How many more chances do you expect us to give you?" another growled.She's a traitor. Always has been."I froze, my fists shaking at my sides. My heart drummed loudly in my ears, drowning out the chaos for a second. Then Cage's voice cut through the noise."Enough.The room fell silent. Everybody was now looking at him, but I just could not drag my gaze away from his face. His chilling eyes were set on me; the prey at the side, cornered by a predator."Berrilyl," he started saying, almost in derision, "do you have any idea how insecure this pack has been made to feel because of you? Do you even fathom what you have brought them to?"I blinked, my throat tightening. "I haven't done anything," I managed, though
Berrilyl's POVI couldn't hold it inside anymore, the anger, the humiliation, the betrayal. It boiled over, overflowing in a torrent of fury. I turned to the maids standing nearby, my voice rising above the muted mutterings of the crowd."You're all working for Grace, aren't you?" I exclaimed. My trembling finger pointed to each one of them accusingly. "Every last one of you! You've been informing her about me all along, reporting everything I did to her. Now I can see!The maids exchanged nervous glances, but none of them dared to speak up. They all stood there like statues, their hands clasped in front of them, their eyes wide with fear or guilt. My anger swelled further at their silence."And you!" I exclaimed, rounding on Talia who flinched as though I had struck her. "You are the worst of them all. I trusted you, Talia! I thought you were on my side, but you're just another one of her puppets, aren't you? How could you do this to me?"Talia's lips parted to say something, but no
Berrilyl's POVTo my surprise, I heard that my brother's pack was left with no alpha and it had been taken over by some group of greedy wolves. The best part of it was that his Luna wife and the others were taken as concubine under the current leader apart from his wife Lucia who had gone earlier with some people of the pack who believed of in her and some of the slaves in the palace that agreed to help her escape. All the slaves he captured had been set free by Lucia but the ones who stayed due to greedy reason were now all under their new leader.In my opinion, Lucia was very lucky she could escape with some of the people I knew were righteous. The rest of them that I even had as friends were all sleeping with Owens behind my back so I didn't care what happened to them since they didn't bother deceiving me or hurting my feelings. They enjoyed my brother and Owens so they could also enjoy the aftermath. I just felt bad a little since I had many memories there but soon I realized t
Berrilyl's POV"Are you still in love with that idiot after everything he put you through?" William asked but I ignored him. What I needed was a way that I could make Cage forgive me for everything that I did. For every single thing that happened between us that I ruined, the people that died and leaving his face like that. There were just too many when I thought of it, and I didn't know how exactly I was going to make him forgive me. I figured out that I'd continue to try no matter what. He was the only true love I ever had."You are thinking about him. Aren't you?" William said looking at me with anger and frustration."Of course I am. Why not?""Really Sis? He punished you. Killed Owens. Turned you into a public slave, allowed people to mistreat you like you were nothing!""Yes, I know. And Owens's death was caused by Cage, and to me, it's a good thing because you knew that bastard was cheating on me, and you encouraged me to get married to him, and with what I did, I kinda deser
Cage's POVI arrived on the scene to witness something that I had not expected: William, cold and firm, was denying Berrilyl. The words coming out of his mouth were so bitter, as if he had no second thought, no remorse about what he was telling her. His eyes, which were usually so cold, were colder, harder than ever. He gazed at her as a stranger, as a failure, as something that could be discarded. There was no sympathy on his face, only complete disinterest.Berrilyl was before him, her own face twisted and pale with feeling. I could observe the shame and remorse reflected in her eyes.I remained in the entrance, observing them, trying to comprehend what I was seeing. A part of me that continued to resent her. The lies, the hypocrisy, that she had been an accomplice to so much pain. But part of me felt sympathy for her. She was also used, duped by the man she loved more than anyone. I was torn at the time, between my anger at her for what she'd done, and the sense that she was a vict
Berrilyl's POVI remained silent at the doorway, concealed in the darkness, ensuring I didn't make any noise. Williams was completely unaware that I was present, hearing everything he said. I didn’t want him to realize I was concealed just behind the door, listening in on what he was saying. My heart pounded while I remained frozen, wishing he wouldn’t see me because I wanted to listen to what he had to say.My heart ached as I listened to the betrayal, the secrets I never could have dreamed of. William's calm, assured tone now trembled with something evil. He spoke of manipulation, and plots to destroy us, and I was only beginning to understand the depth of the lies he had convinced me with. My Alpha, my brother, whom I had thought I could trust and at one point in time even suspected would never desert me, was the architect of my agony.Cage's men were standing in front of me and turned to look at me with their blank faces. It was time. I had heard enough. They had come to drag me fr
Berrilyl's POVI stood there in shock, my eyes fixed on Cage's. My heart was pounding within me, my head spinning from what he'd told me. He'd been so serious, as if he knew so for certain, speaking of something from my past that I didn't remember myself.I didn't believe him, I just didn't want to do that.I couldn't get the words I'd heard him say out of my head.It was William, my brother whom he had raised up, who guarded me, and who had always cared for me. Cage, however, abducted me, he enslaved me, and now he expected me to embrace his reality?I clenched my fists tight, biting the nails of my palms as I spun around and ran towards my room.I needed to get my head together.The moment I closed the door behind me, I inhaled deeply and my chest tightened in rage. My emotions were all tangled up, but one thing was for sure, I just couldn't believe Cage.I jumped at the knock at the door. My body hardened. Had Cage returned?I hesitated and crept toward the door, slowly opening it
Berrilyl's POVWhen I regained my consciousness I looked around and found myself in a very dark place that I could at first hardly see a thing. I tried raising my hands and felt severe pain; I was wounded in different places; it was so painful, and some were deep.Despite that I knew I had to get out of where I was, so I mustered all the courage in me to crawl out of the damn dark room and started shouting for help. My voice wasn't as loud as usual but I did my best to sound loud."Hahaha, oh my! See who's on the floor behaving like a snail. Who's in charge now? You disgusting asshole" I heard a voice say but couldn't clearly identify it."Does your head still hurt? I mean, does your body hurt? I remember throwing you in here, and it made a very loud thud," the man said again, and I realized it was none other than Cain. He had come back to take revenge on me. It became clear to me that all my crawling and shouting was useless and trying to run away from him was hardly going to be im
Cage's POV If someone had helped William escape from the hidden dungeon and find a way out of here, it either meant that he had brought someone with him who we didn't capture and was sneaking around then saw the perfect opportunity to let him go or we had a spy among us.The thought of having a spy in our midst left me dumbfounded. The spy must have known our pack so we'll that the hidden dungeon wasn't only unhidden but could be operated by whoever the spy was.Was I this careless to have never figured it out? When the spies were killed all of a sudden, I should have known there was still more to it, but I blamed Berrilyl since she always had more than one way of communicating with her brother, and I was caught up in so many problems that I forgot to investigate such a dangerous attempt further.Even if he had a someone with him who we didn't capture, there was no way the person would have got through the guards, the security system was tight which meant the only way he could escape
Cage's POVI wasn't that intoxicated. I was just tipsy. I knew where I was and what I was doing, still. But even with the alcohol in my system, I could feel my mind slipping, becoming less clear, less sharp. The edges of my world blurred, and everything felt a little lighter and easier to deal with.With that said, I didn't attack Berrilyl. She had already left, and something made me know it was not yet time to follow her. She was angry and scared. I could see that from her eyes as she turned her back on me. But she needed space, and I knew that if I followed her, things would just get worse. It was not the first time Berrilyl had left me, and I knew it would not be the last. So I simply released her.I did what I always did whenever I had to focus on other things instead. I took a hold of the mask again. It was more about obscuring my mind, and my emotions rather than hiding my face. My feelings. My thoughts. The mask gave me a feeling of control and detachment. Wearing it, I felt so
Berrilyl's POVIt was a day to my engagement already, and I had decided to carry out my plan. I had prepared for days now on how to escape, but the only way out that I could think of was to get rid of Cage. It was the last thing I could think of to save myself from getting married to him, and tonight I was going to carry out my plan.The night was calm as I walked down the halls of the mansion. There was just the soft thud of my steps against the quiet. My heart was racing, and I felt this crazy mix of fear and resolve. Was I going to do it? I stood before Cage's door.My mind was telling me that this was what I needed to do, but my body was tense and unsure. I'd never been more nervous in my life. I'd practiced this moment so many times in my mind, but now that it was here, it wasn't quite the same. Still, I could not go back. I had to move forward.I pushed the door inward slowly, as quietly as possible. The room was black except for the feeble flickering of candle flames at the ed