Bianca's POVThe room was unusually quiet as I paced back and forth, my mind clouded with regret and unease. Jenny sat on the bed, her hands fiddling with her phone as if she were looking for the courage to speak. Finally, she sighed and broke the silence.“Bianca, we’ve made some terrible mistakes,” she said softly, her eyes meeting mine.I stopped pacing and turned to her, nodding slowly. “I know. What we did to Rose... it wasn’t right. I was so caught up in the moment, in everything Alina and Russell fed us, that I didn’t stop to think for myself.”Jenny gave me a small, sad smile. “Me too. But it’s not too late. We can still do something to help her.”Her words lit a spark of hope in me. “You’re right. But how? Russell and Alina have her locked up somewhere, and we both know they’ll go to any length to make sure she suffers. If we make a wrong move, they’ll know we’re on to them.”Jenny bit her lip, thinking hard. Then she grabbed her phone and opened the video she’d recorded of R
Luca’s POVSitting on the worn leather couch in Benedicta's living room, I stared at my phone, replaying Jenny’s words in my head. She had called earlier, her voice trembling as she insisted we meet. She claimed to have information about Rose, information that could turn everything around. My chest tightened at the thought of her name.“I don’t know if I can trust her,” I admitted, running a hand through my hair.Benedicta leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, her expression filled with concern. “What exactly did she say?”“She was vague, but she mentioned Rose and said it was urgent. She sounded scared.”Benedicta tilted her head, a thoughtful frown on her face. “Luca, you know this could be a trap. Russell has his claws in everything right now. Jenny could be working for him.”“I know,” I said, my voice sharp with frustration. “But what if she’s telling the truth? What if she knows where Rose is or what happened to her?”Benedicta sat down across from me, her dark eyes steady. “
Jenny’s POVBianca and I exchanged a knowing glance as we drove down the main road, the morning sun casting long shadows over the car’s dashboard. Russell’s little stunt in the parking lot was laughable. The way he tried to play the enforcer, pretending to be the innocent one, was almost amusing if it weren’t so infuriating.“Can you believe him?” Bianca scoffed, leaning back in her seat with crossed arms. “Acting like we’re suspects when we already know what he’s capable of.”I smirked, gripping the steering wheel tighter. “He’s so transparent, it’s pathetic. But let him think he’s in control. The more he underestimates us, the easier it’ll be to take him down.”Bianca nodded, her expression hardening. “He thinks we’re clueless, but we’ve got him pegged. And Alina, too. They won’t see us coming.”Before I could reply, my phone buzzed on the console. Luca’s name flashed on the screen, and I quickly answered.“Where are you?” Luca’s voice was tense and low like he was barely holding hi
Luca's POVThe weight of the past few days bore down on me like a suffocating blanket. I couldn’t shake the gnawing worry about Rose. She was out there somewhere alive, I hoped but every passing second without answers felt like a dagger twisting in my chest.My phone buzzed, pulling me from my thoughts. Jenny's voice came through the line, calm but urgent.“We’re here,” she said.I grabbed my jacket and stepped out of my car, spotting Jenny and Bianca standing near the café’s entrance. They looked anxious, their gazes darting around as if someone might overhear them.“Let’s make this quick,” I said, gesturing for them to follow me to a quieter corner of the park nearby. “What’s this about?”Jenny glanced at Bianca before speaking. “It’s about Rose... and Russell.”The mention of his name made my fists clench. “What about him?”Bianca took a deep breath, her expression conflicted. “We know where Rose is being kept.”My heart skipped a beat. “Where?”“At the pack house,” she said, her v
Rose's POVThe cold stone floor beneath me was a cruel reminder of my reality, my back pressed against the damp wall of the cellar. My body ached with exhaustion and pain; each bruise was a testament to the torment I had endured at the hands of Russell and Alina. The cell was stifling, suffocating in its silence, and I could feel my breath becoming shallow as panic bubbled just beneath the surface. I wasn’t sure how long I’d been here, but the isolation and darkness were wearing me down.The faint creak of the cellar door jolted me to attention. Footsteps echoed down the stairs, slow and deliberate. I already knew who it was, even before she stepped into view.Alina.Her presence filled the room as she approached, her polished, composed demeanor standing in stark contrast to the grim surroundings. She held something in her hand something that glinted in the dim light. A dress. A ridiculous gesture of control. She tossed it onto the floor in front of me like I was nothing more than an
Rose’s POV Being a single mother has never been a simple job but try being a wolfless single mother. Your life would become hell, especially if you lived in Attic City where the majority were werewolves and little witches who risk their lives every day to be amid wolves. Unfortunately for me, I was neither a wolf nor a witch, or maybe I had a wolf but it was a silent one, almost useless. I don’t know how the witches found me or why they kept me, but one thing I know is this: I owe the witches a favor one day, and I must put on this bracket made of coral to protect myself and make them think I am human. I am currently sitting on the stool staring directly at my beautiful reflection as I dry my hair. After so much rejection, I have been able to get a job at a restaurant on the outskirts of Attics, where I currently live. I dedicate the weekdays to work and the weekends to my son. A knock interrupts my beauty section as Merlin, my son, walks inside carrying a sad face. “Do you have
Rose POVI hate working in restaurants. Male wolves hungry to defile anyone weak usually filled it. My case was worse. I had no wolf. It meant I could not even fight them whenever they tried to take advantage of me. Thanks to Lexie and Adrian, they were always there to protect me. When Lexie and I arrived, we found the restaurant already filled with customers. We passed through the back door to avoid questions from our boss. “You are late,” Adrian whispered, standing between the both of us as we dished out orders. “We know but we are here now, so can you go back to your work while we mind our work?” Lexie asked with a stern voice. She hated Adrian. To her, he was just another wolf waiting for the right time to have his way with me and she had to protect me since I had a soft heart. What she did not know was that Adrian had a crush on her, but he kept it to himself, afraid of her rejection. “That was harsh,” I whispered to her immediately after he left. She heaved a sigh. “It wa
Russell POVI sat on the chair opposite Lorenzo, playing chess. It has been my favorite game since childhood; I loved the tension that hung around trying to keep your king alive.Lorenzo stared at the board with split eyes and a furrowed brow. “I won’t be home tonight,” he says as he moves his knight towards my side.Ordinarily, I would have called him a twat. That one action had made him lose his game.“Why? We are meant to plan against the crescent pack. They attacked our workers last time if you can remember,” I say and move my pawn to the middle side.He nods his head as he moves his knight forward. “I remember, Russell, but my mate needs me. I haven’t been able to spend quality time with her and she is not happy about it,” he explained, his eyes still on the board.I roll my eyes in anger. Ever since Lorenzo found his mate, it has always been “my mate this,” “Izzie said,” “ wants this or that,” and it was getting tiring. He found it hard to say no to her. Something I was not com
Rose's POVThe cold stone floor beneath me was a cruel reminder of my reality, my back pressed against the damp wall of the cellar. My body ached with exhaustion and pain; each bruise was a testament to the torment I had endured at the hands of Russell and Alina. The cell was stifling, suffocating in its silence, and I could feel my breath becoming shallow as panic bubbled just beneath the surface. I wasn’t sure how long I’d been here, but the isolation and darkness were wearing me down.The faint creak of the cellar door jolted me to attention. Footsteps echoed down the stairs, slow and deliberate. I already knew who it was, even before she stepped into view.Alina.Her presence filled the room as she approached, her polished, composed demeanor standing in stark contrast to the grim surroundings. She held something in her hand something that glinted in the dim light. A dress. A ridiculous gesture of control. She tossed it onto the floor in front of me like I was nothing more than an
Luca's POVThe weight of the past few days bore down on me like a suffocating blanket. I couldn’t shake the gnawing worry about Rose. She was out there somewhere alive, I hoped but every passing second without answers felt like a dagger twisting in my chest.My phone buzzed, pulling me from my thoughts. Jenny's voice came through the line, calm but urgent.“We’re here,” she said.I grabbed my jacket and stepped out of my car, spotting Jenny and Bianca standing near the café’s entrance. They looked anxious, their gazes darting around as if someone might overhear them.“Let’s make this quick,” I said, gesturing for them to follow me to a quieter corner of the park nearby. “What’s this about?”Jenny glanced at Bianca before speaking. “It’s about Rose... and Russell.”The mention of his name made my fists clench. “What about him?”Bianca took a deep breath, her expression conflicted. “We know where Rose is being kept.”My heart skipped a beat. “Where?”“At the pack house,” she said, her v
Jenny’s POVBianca and I exchanged a knowing glance as we drove down the main road, the morning sun casting long shadows over the car’s dashboard. Russell’s little stunt in the parking lot was laughable. The way he tried to play the enforcer, pretending to be the innocent one, was almost amusing if it weren’t so infuriating.“Can you believe him?” Bianca scoffed, leaning back in her seat with crossed arms. “Acting like we’re suspects when we already know what he’s capable of.”I smirked, gripping the steering wheel tighter. “He’s so transparent, it’s pathetic. But let him think he’s in control. The more he underestimates us, the easier it’ll be to take him down.”Bianca nodded, her expression hardening. “He thinks we’re clueless, but we’ve got him pegged. And Alina, too. They won’t see us coming.”Before I could reply, my phone buzzed on the console. Luca’s name flashed on the screen, and I quickly answered.“Where are you?” Luca’s voice was tense and low like he was barely holding hi
Luca’s POVSitting on the worn leather couch in Benedicta's living room, I stared at my phone, replaying Jenny’s words in my head. She had called earlier, her voice trembling as she insisted we meet. She claimed to have information about Rose, information that could turn everything around. My chest tightened at the thought of her name.“I don’t know if I can trust her,” I admitted, running a hand through my hair.Benedicta leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, her expression filled with concern. “What exactly did she say?”“She was vague, but she mentioned Rose and said it was urgent. She sounded scared.”Benedicta tilted her head, a thoughtful frown on her face. “Luca, you know this could be a trap. Russell has his claws in everything right now. Jenny could be working for him.”“I know,” I said, my voice sharp with frustration. “But what if she’s telling the truth? What if she knows where Rose is or what happened to her?”Benedicta sat down across from me, her dark eyes steady. “
Bianca's POVThe room was unusually quiet as I paced back and forth, my mind clouded with regret and unease. Jenny sat on the bed, her hands fiddling with her phone as if she were looking for the courage to speak. Finally, she sighed and broke the silence.“Bianca, we’ve made some terrible mistakes,” she said softly, her eyes meeting mine.I stopped pacing and turned to her, nodding slowly. “I know. What we did to Rose... it wasn’t right. I was so caught up in the moment, in everything Alina and Russell fed us, that I didn’t stop to think for myself.”Jenny gave me a small, sad smile. “Me too. But it’s not too late. We can still do something to help her.”Her words lit a spark of hope in me. “You’re right. But how? Russell and Alina have her locked up somewhere, and we both know they’ll go to any length to make sure she suffers. If we make a wrong move, they’ll know we’re on to them.”Jenny bit her lip, thinking hard. Then she grabbed her phone and opened the video she’d recorded of R
Rose's POVI woke up to darkness and the damp, musty smell of earth. My head throbbed painfully, and as I shifted, I realized I was lying on a cold, hard floor. Disoriented, I tried to sit up, but my movements were slow and unsteady. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the faint light seeping through the cracks in the door, revealing the confined space around me.A cellar.Panic surged through me as I scrambled to my feet, my heart pounding in my chest. I rushed to the heavy wooden door, banging on it with all my strength. "Hello? Is anyone there? Let me out!"My voice echoed in the small space, but there was no response. Frustration bubbled up inside me, and I pounded on the door again, my fists aching with the effort.Suddenly, I heard footsteps outside. I froze, holding my breath as the sound grew louder, stopping just on the other side of the door. The lock clicked, and the door creaked open, revealing Russell’s tall, looming figure."Keep your voice down," he said sharply,
Bianca's POVThe acrid smell of smoke hung heavy in the air as I crouched behind a charred wall, the flames casting flickering shadows around me. The chaos in the prison yard provided the perfect cover as I silently observed Russell emerging from the building, carrying an unconscious Rose over his shoulder.I couldn’t deny the small flicker of satisfaction I felt as I discreetly raised my phone, recording every step he took. The camera lens followed his every move—the way he moved quickly yet cautiously, his sharp eyes scanning the area for anyone who might witness his actions.“Perfect,” I muttered under my breath. My phone’s screen glowed faintly in the darkness, capturing every incriminating second.Jenny was stationed elsewhere, tailing Alina. We had planned this carefully. Jenny would ensure Alina’s actions were documented, while I focused on Russell. Every step of the way, we were one step closer to exposing the truth.As I watched Russell haul Rose out of the crumbling building
Bianca's POVThe night was still, save for the occasional rustle of leaves in the wind. I had been walking down the hall toward my room when I heard faint voices coming from Alina’s study. Curious, I paused just outside the door, careful to stay in the shadows.“Are you sure about this?” Alina’s sharp voice carried through the crack in the door.“Yes,” Russell replied confidently. “Tomorrow night, everything will go as planned. Once the fire distracts the guards, I’ll get Rose out and bring her back to the pack. She’ll be ours to deal with.”My heart skipped a beat. Fire? Rose? What were they planning?“And you’re certain the elders won’t interfere?” Alina asked her voice tight with concern.“They’ll have no idea until it’s too late,” Russell assured her. “By the time they figure it out, Rose will be back here, under our control. Trust me, Alina, everything is under control.”I pressed my hand over my mouth to keep from gasping. Russell and Alina were plotting to break Rose out of pri
Rose's POV The sound of the keys jingling outside my cell sent a chill down my spine. I sat up, staring at the bars, dreading yet another interruption to my solitude. My life was in shambles, but at least here, in this cold, damp cell, I could think—strategize.“Get up,” the warden’s gruff voice commanded as she unlocked the door.I stayed seated, narrowing my eyes. “What now?”“You have visitors,” she snapped, stepping inside.Visitors. My stomach churned. No one should be here. No one who cared about me would dare come to this place. Which left only enemies.I stood slowly, letting my chains rattle as I stretched out my aching limbs. “This should be fun,” I muttered under my breath, following her out.The warden led me through the long corridor. Every step felt heavier than the last, the chains clinking like a somber melody. As we stepped outside, the blinding sunlight stung my eyes. I blinked rapidly, trying to adjust, and then I saw them.Alina and Russell.Alina stood tall and r