I scrambled to shove the pregnancy test stick deep into the shirt top pocket, before hstily unlocking the bathroom door. Roman’s towering frame filled the doorway and he’d been clearly waiting for me a while. Once i fully opened the door, his eyes swept over me and his frown deepened.Panic surged in my chest and I quickly looked away from him. Had he seen the test?Before I could retreat, his large hand cupped my face, tilting my head up so his piercing gaze locked onto mine. “Why are you crying?”Oh.I lifted trembling fingers to my cheeks, feeling the sticky remants of blood tears dried into flaky streaks. A weak smile tugged at my lips as I wiped at them. ‘Nothing.’ I mouthed at him, shaking my head. ‘I was just overwhlemed.’His eyes narrowed at me and his frown didn’t fade, but the Lycan King didn’t press me further and instead offered me his hand.I hesitated slightly before placing my smaller ones in his and his fingers curled around mine. Holding, his gaze, I begin to slowly
Snow’s P.O.VThe castle was unlike anything I had ever seen. It wasn’t just the sheer size of it–it was the way it loomed into the sky, making it seem endless. Towers spiral high, their pointed spires cutting into the sky while massive arched windows added to the regal feelingMy pack had been simple, built from timber and stone with dirt roads winding through the countryside. Here the cobbled paths glistened as if polished daily, leading to grand staircases that swept through the loooming doors carved with the sigial of the Lycan Royalty. Statues of great wolves lined the entrance and Roman steode beside me, gripping my wrist tightly.His warmth burned through my skin, grounding me as my legs trembled beneath me. I didn’t belong here. The sheer wealth and opulence pressed down on me, making my throat tighten. I felt small and insignificant, like a stray dog dragged into a world that was far too dreamy for someone like me.He led me down a hall and then the doors swung open.Servants
Roman's P.O.VShe entered the dining hall like a dream made flesh, a vision draped in deep blue silk. The fabric clung to her, kissed every curve, and yet, it wasn’t the dress that made my cock harden—it was **her**.Gone was the timid little maid who used to keep her head down and her shoulders hunched. Now, she walked with an unspoken power, an effortless grace that set my wolf on edge. He growled in my mind, **demanding**, *Mine. Ours.*I silenced him with a snarl.This was dangerous.Not just because she was **too beautiful**, but because of the secrets I carried. The ones I **could never** let her uncover.She didn’t know the truth about her resurrection, about what it had cost. She didn’t know the **psycho vampire king** who had brought her back only did so because he wanted something far more valuable in return.Our child.I had felt the shift in her the moment she took her first breath after dying. I had sensed the faint, fragile heartbeat nestled inside her womb. I had watche
Snow's P.O.VAfter breakfast, the council elder named Maverick cornered me just outside the hall that lead to my room I had sensed him before I saw him—especially his stare pressing into my back like a blade. The moment I turned, he was there and the lights casted his sharp, aging features in deep shadows.“You should leave him.”His voice was very cold and I instantly realized it wasn't a suggestion. It was a warning.I clenched my hands into fists, my nails digging into my palms.He studied me with an expression that made my skin crawl. There was no outright hostility, no raised voice or physical threat—just a quiet, suffocating certainty that he knew better than me. That he had already decided I was unworthy.“You are not fit to be his mate,” he said, his tone matter-of-fact. “And if you remain by his side, you will only lead him to ruin.”The words landed heavier than they should have.I swallowed, my throat dry.I had already known I wasn’t what they wanted. That was obvious fr
Snow’s P.O.V I hear them. My parents screaming. Their agony is raw and clear as their screams rip through the air. I try to move, to run to them, but my legs won’t work. They feel like they’re made of stone. I reach out my hands to them, but all I can do is watch, frozen and helpless as the black rogues tear into them. The sound of ripping flesh, the blood that splatters the ground–it’s too much, too loud, too real. I wanted to scream too. Help! Help! Help! My lips formed the words but not a single sound escaped. Hel– A sudden splash of cold water dragged me from my nightmare, and back to reality. My body jerked awake, and I snapped my eyes open, looking around me like a wild animal, panting as my chest rose and fell. I was not in the forest. No, I was in the same room under the stairs of the pack house, where I’ve always been–forgotten and unwanted. It would have been pitch dark here if not for the thin sliver of light seeping through the floorboards above. The walls of my r
I ran. I ran as if my legs were breaking, like the earth itself would open up and swallow me whole if I stopped. Each heavy breath set my lungs on fire,, but I didn’t care. I just needed to get away from all of them.The memory of his cruel laughter echoed in my head as I whipped past branches. My own brother. He’d watched. He’d let them touch me…and this wasn’t the first time.My chest heaved when I finally reached the stream, collasping my rubber knees in the shallow water. The icy current bit into my flesh, but it wasn’t enough. I needed to scrub it off. All of it. The filth. The shame. The hands that had groped me, the roughness of their touch still burning on my skin.I tore off my dress and threw it somewhere, probably on one of the rocks and clawed at my bare skin. The water swirled red but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t wash away the disgust.My hands trembled as I splashed water over my face and into my mouth, choking back sobs as I spat it back out, mixed with the d
Snow's P.O.V Today was my birthday and not a single soul knew. To them it was just the big night of the mating ceremony and there was excitement in the air, so I closed my eyes and pretended the excitement was for me. Everyone was happy because it was my birthday. My fantasy was crushed soon by a slur thrown at me and I snapped my eyes back open, getting back to work– arranging chairs and scrubbing tables. Me and the other maids had arrived at the Hallow pack since yesterday and we’ve been busied by so many chores that most of them didn’t have the time to pick on me. Which was good. Hours later, I glanced up as the night fell and my lips curled into a big smile. The ceremony has begun.I quickly ran back into my room and changed into the white dress I'd brought with me. As I ran my hand over the dress, my eyes quickly filled up with tears, burning behind my lids. I couldn't believe it still smelt like her. if I closed my eyes, I could pretend she was right here, hugging me and
Snow's p.o.v My knees wobbled as I stumbled back away from the man–no, force–looming by the doorway, blocking any chance of escape. I couldn’t breathe without gulping in his scent. Did he follow me? He stepped forward, the light from the moon seeping through my windows catching the sharp angles of his face. For the first time tonight, I could clearly see his grey eyes. They were like a winter storm, cold, but devastatingly beautiful, framed by thick lashes. His jaw was all hard lines, shadowed by stubble and I was appalled when I wondered how that scruffy hair would feel against my face. “What the hell did you think you are doing?” His voice was rough, like gravel sliding over silk and each word vibrated through the air and into my chest. My lips parted but no answer came. His sheer presence reduced me to nothing but trembling limbs and frantic thoughts. Why was he here? He took another step and, suddenly, instinct kicked in. My head tilted to the side, baring my neck in submi
Snow's P.O.VAfter breakfast, the council elder named Maverick cornered me just outside the hall that lead to my room I had sensed him before I saw him—especially his stare pressing into my back like a blade. The moment I turned, he was there and the lights casted his sharp, aging features in deep shadows.“You should leave him.”His voice was very cold and I instantly realized it wasn't a suggestion. It was a warning.I clenched my hands into fists, my nails digging into my palms.He studied me with an expression that made my skin crawl. There was no outright hostility, no raised voice or physical threat—just a quiet, suffocating certainty that he knew better than me. That he had already decided I was unworthy.“You are not fit to be his mate,” he said, his tone matter-of-fact. “And if you remain by his side, you will only lead him to ruin.”The words landed heavier than they should have.I swallowed, my throat dry.I had already known I wasn’t what they wanted. That was obvious fr
Roman's P.O.VShe entered the dining hall like a dream made flesh, a vision draped in deep blue silk. The fabric clung to her, kissed every curve, and yet, it wasn’t the dress that made my cock harden—it was **her**.Gone was the timid little maid who used to keep her head down and her shoulders hunched. Now, she walked with an unspoken power, an effortless grace that set my wolf on edge. He growled in my mind, **demanding**, *Mine. Ours.*I silenced him with a snarl.This was dangerous.Not just because she was **too beautiful**, but because of the secrets I carried. The ones I **could never** let her uncover.She didn’t know the truth about her resurrection, about what it had cost. She didn’t know the **psycho vampire king** who had brought her back only did so because he wanted something far more valuable in return.Our child.I had felt the shift in her the moment she took her first breath after dying. I had sensed the faint, fragile heartbeat nestled inside her womb. I had watche
Snow’s P.O.VThe castle was unlike anything I had ever seen. It wasn’t just the sheer size of it–it was the way it loomed into the sky, making it seem endless. Towers spiral high, their pointed spires cutting into the sky while massive arched windows added to the regal feelingMy pack had been simple, built from timber and stone with dirt roads winding through the countryside. Here the cobbled paths glistened as if polished daily, leading to grand staircases that swept through the loooming doors carved with the sigial of the Lycan Royalty. Statues of great wolves lined the entrance and Roman steode beside me, gripping my wrist tightly.His warmth burned through my skin, grounding me as my legs trembled beneath me. I didn’t belong here. The sheer wealth and opulence pressed down on me, making my throat tighten. I felt small and insignificant, like a stray dog dragged into a world that was far too dreamy for someone like me.He led me down a hall and then the doors swung open.Servants
I scrambled to shove the pregnancy test stick deep into the shirt top pocket, before hstily unlocking the bathroom door. Roman’s towering frame filled the doorway and he’d been clearly waiting for me a while. Once i fully opened the door, his eyes swept over me and his frown deepened.Panic surged in my chest and I quickly looked away from him. Had he seen the test?Before I could retreat, his large hand cupped my face, tilting my head up so his piercing gaze locked onto mine. “Why are you crying?”Oh.I lifted trembling fingers to my cheeks, feeling the sticky remants of blood tears dried into flaky streaks. A weak smile tugged at my lips as I wiped at them. ‘Nothing.’ I mouthed at him, shaking my head. ‘I was just overwhlemed.’His eyes narrowed at me and his frown didn’t fade, but the Lycan King didn’t press me further and instead offered me his hand.I hesitated slightly before placing my smaller ones in his and his fingers curled around mine. Holding, his gaze, I begin to slowly
Snow’s P.O.VI didn’t know how to swim.Frigid water rushed into my lungs, burning as my legs kicked desperately against the pull of the water, but I couldn’t reach the surface. Every gasp that left my throat only pulled in more water, suffocating. I was going to die. Again.I tried to scream for help but it was all in my head as my body convulsed. The world above me became nothing but distorted silver light, growing fainter as I sank. My heartbeat pounded in my skull, but then it began slowing, slowing.And then darkness.I awoke to warmth. Soft leather beneath me and a steady pressure around my shoulders. My lashes fluttered open and it was as if my vision was swimming in and out of focus. Dim lights and the faint hum of an engine. A strong scent of pine and leather kept swirling around my brain. And it was dangerously familiar.Wait. That scent belonged to Roman.I jerked upright right then only to find myself cradled in Roman’s lap. It didn’t seem like I was in the cabin anymore
Snow’s P.O.VFire.It raged inside me, burning through my veins like molten lava, scorching every nerves in its path. I had no mouth to scream through, no voice to beg for it to stop, but inside my head, I shrieked. Louder than I ever had.My body jerked and convulsed. arms flailing wildly, legs trashing against something soft–sheets, maybe? and my back arching as if something inside me was trying to tear me and leap out. The pain was excruciating, an inferno licking every inch of my skin. It felt like my insides were melting, reshaping into something wrong but no matter how much I writhed and begged in my mind for it to stop. It didn’t.I fought against it as hard as I could. I screamed, soundlessly, but all of a sudden, my lungs seized and my muscles locked.Then all at once, I couldn’t move again.The fire burning me alive also vanished and the pain disappeared so suddenly it left a void in its wake, like a terrifying absence of feeling that made my soul ache. My back had been arch
Roman’s P.O.VThat bastard thought he could take what was mine. Driving away from the vamp’s castle, rage seethed beneath my skin, simmering like a storm barely held in check. Snow lay lifeless in the backseat, her face pale and her scent weaker than before. And that leech had the audacity to demand my child in exchange for her life. My fucking child. The mere thought of it sent another fresh wave of fury rolling through my veins. I should have torn Eric apart right there. Should have ripped his smug, bloodsucking head from his shoulders and burned his entire kingdom to the ground.But that was just calling for a war neither of our kingdoms was prepared for.I gripped the wheel tighter, my claws nearly breaking through the leather. I felt my pulse hammering in my skull as I manuevered the car through the narrow mountain path leading to the woods. There was only one alternative left, one last gamble to bring her back. A witch–one I had cast out of my kingdom five years ago. If she sti
Roman’s P.O.VThe world cracked open beneath my feet. She was pregnant. A strangled sound clawed up my throat and I barely held back the bile rising in my mouth. My dead mate was carrying my child. And I didn't know. I hadn’t protected her.A shudder wracked through me. My fingers trembled as I latched onto Eric’s lapels, shaking him hard enough to snap his bones were he human. “Save her!” I rasped, voice barely human. “Please, I’ll give you anything you fucking want.”Eric’s expression didn’t change. It remained cold and detached, barely fucking blinking. It was as if I were talking to a rock. How could he truly be her mate and be this nonchalant? Vampires truly were cold-hearted assholes. Suddenly, with an almost bored slowness, Eric peeled my hands off his jacket lapels. “She’s been dead too long,” he said flatly. “There’s nothing I can do.”No.No.Agony detonated in my chest and a sound I didn’t recognize ripped from my throat. Liga thrashed wildly in my psyche, howling his prot
Roman’s P.O.V“What the fuck did you just say?” My fingers tightened next to a fists beside me but Eric didn’t even flinch. He met my glare with eerie calmness, his icy features unreadable as he repeated himself. “She’s my mate.”A growl tore from my throat, vibrating the stone walls of this goddamn castle. No fucking way. Snow was mine. MINE. I didn’t drag her out of that miserable excuse of a pack, rip through everyone who’s ever hurt her and bring her all the way here for some bloodsucker to claim her. Eric, the so called king of the vampires, was fucking delusional.“I don’t give a shit what you think.” I snarled, stepping towards him with SNow who was still lying pale and unmoving in my arms. “She;s mine and I’m only here because of what your kind did to her. And you are going to fucking fix her and we’ll be on our way.”Something flashed in Eric’s crimson eyes, and then befroe I oculd react, he moved.Once second, he was standing ten-feet away from me. The next he was right in