ASTRID'S POV."Who was that man who just left?" His voice cut through the silence like a blade, deep and cold, sending a shiver down my spine. I swallowed hard, feeling the weight of his piercing gaze as our eyes locked. There was no mistaking the displeasure etched across his features; the sharp lines on his forehead deepened with a frown that made my heart race with unease.His eyes narrowed as he repeated the question, his tone even more demanding, "I'm asking you a question: Who is that man to you, and why is he here?" The intensity in his voice made it clear he wouldn't tolerate any delay. I hesitated, knowing that any response I gave could place Beta Drake in a difficult position. My mind raced, searching for a way to defuse the situation without revealing too much, but I could feel the walls closing in around me. I had hoped to manage everything on my own, to keep the complications at bay, but, as always, Alpha Dane was one step ahead, forcing the discussion I had desperat
CAMILLA'S POV.The atmosphere between Halfdan and me remained unchanged, exactly as he had declared. True to his word, he refused to speak to me or even acknowledge my presence. It was as though I had become invisible to him; he kept his gaze firmly fixed elsewhere, completely ignoring my existence.I found myself casting occasional furtive glances in his direction. Despite the tense silence and the absurdity of our situation, a part of me still missed the love we once had. The absence of our usual interactions left a void that I couldn't easily ignore. Perhaps, I hoped, once the mess with Astrid was resolved, he might regain his clarity and reconsider his love for me.The quiet of the dining hall was broken by a knock on the door. Both of us turned our heads towards the entrance, the sound pulling us out of our trance moments.“Come in,” Alpha Halfdan’s voice was curt and commanding. The door opened slowly, and Beta Drake entered the room. He carried a container in his hand, his
CAMILLA'S POV.“Astrid?” I called out her name, my voice trembling with disbelief and rage.“Yes, you thought I was dead?” Astrid replied, rising gracefully from her seat. Her tone was laced with a mix of mockery and satisfaction, and I rubbed my eyes vigorously, hoping against hope that this was just a trick of the light.“You can’t be alive! You should be dead!” I shouted, my anger flaring uncontrollably. “This is impossible! He killed you; you should be dead!” The raw fury in my voice was clear, my emotions unravelling as I struggled to understand the sight before me.“Just because you want me dead doesn’t mean I’ll be dead, Camilla,” Astrid said, her lips curling into a smirk that made my blood boil. The sight of her, seemingly victorious and alive, only fueled my rage further. My fists clenched tightly at my sides, my knuckles whitening as I gritted my teeth in a desperate attempt to keep my composure.“You should be dead already!” I continued, my voice rising to a desperate
HALFDAN’S POVNever in my life had I felt so completely embarrassed. Watching Camilla being dragged out of the hall left me frozen in place, unable to move or even say a word. I couldn’t understand what had happened between her and Astrid that led to such intense hatred, but one thing was certain: the entire situation was making me feel deeply sick inside.Alpha Dane’s stare was fixed on me, silently reminding me of how foolish I had been the night before when I stood outside Astrid’s door, crying and begging for another chance. And now, with this happening, I couldn’t help but wonder; could things possibly get any worse?I swallowed hard, feeling a painful lump in my throat that was a mix of fear, anger, and panic. As I turned toward the entrance, I saw Camilla lying on the ground outside, groaning in pain. Her body was clearly bruised from what had just happened. A part of me thought it might have been for the best that I wasn’t the one to drag her out; I might have done somethi
HALFDAN POV.I lifted my gaze from the file I was reviewing as a sudden knock echoed through the room. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Who could it be? Was it Camilla? What could she possibly want now? Hadn’t she stormed out in anger before? I couldn’t help but wonder if she was up to something again. But honestly, when she left, it was the first time in what felt like ages that I had felt a sense of relief. For once, I had slept alone, free from her constant arguments and the endless bickering.A part of me wished she could hold onto that anger for weeks, maybe even months. I needed time; time to clear my head, to get my life back in order, to figure out what my next steps should be.“Come in,” I called out, my voice steady as I put the file down on my desk. The door creaked open, and to my surprise and delight, it wasn’t Camilla. Instead, it was Drake, his face appearing from behind the door.“Good morning, Alpha,” he greeted, his tone respectful but urgent. “There are guest
CAMILLA'S POV.I rubbed my hands over my temples while listening to the loud noise coming from his room. He had been throwing things around and kicking objects with a lot of force. I couldn't understand everything that was happening, but I could tell it had something to do with my father being here and whatever was decided during their meeting.Halfdan was really angry—he usually was, but he had always managed to keep his anger under control. This time, though, it seemed like he had lost his temper more than ever before.I didn't want any more confusion, but I had to admit that it served him right for yelling at me the night before. I quickly ran down the stairs and rushed outside. A smile spread across my face as soon as I saw my father, his hands full, walking towards the garage and his car.I quietly approached him from behind and hugged him, surprising him.“You still haven't stopped these games of yours, Father. Why didn’t you tell me you were coming home? I only heard your voi
CAMILLIA'S POV.I paced the room, my steps echoing off the walls as I waited for time to pass, clinging to the hope that Alpha Halfdan might come back and apologise. But minutes turned into hours, and no sign of him appeared. My anger simmered beneath the surface, growing more intense with each passing moment. I refused to let anyone, especially not Alpha Halfdan, get away with this.I needed to regain control over him. He was crucial to my plans, and I knew exactly how to handle him. I approached the window and looked outside, my gaze sharp and focused. I saw Alpha Halfdan strapping on his belt and getting into his car. As he drove away from the mansion, a sly, calculating smile crept across my face. His departure was the perfect opportunity I needed—a chance to execute my plan without interference.A few minutes later, I made my way down the stairs with a sense of urgency. I had no idea how long Alpha Halfdan would be gone, but I hoped he would be out drinking for a while, leavin
ASTRID'S POV.A call rang through on my phone before I even had the chance to check the caller ID. Instinctively, I knew it was Alpha Dane. I answered the call, and, as anticipated, his familiar voice greeted me.A sigh of relief escaped my lips as I put on a smile and said, “Hello, Dane.” “You could have told me about the situation. Where are you right now? I’ll come pick you up. Just give me an address, and I’ll be there as soon as possible,” he said urgently, his voice strained and breathless. I could hear the sound of him panting heavily, punctuated by the clinking of keys, hinting at his rushed and frantic state.Despite his eagerness to help, I knew I needed to handle things on my own. I wasn’t keen on putting him in a difficult position or complicating things further.“Relax, Dane,” I said, trying to keep my voice calm. “I’ve already arrived at the hospital. You were caught up with something important, and I didn’t want to add to your burdens. Besides, the pack hospital isn