My heart pounded in my chest like a drum as I paced back and forth in my dimly lit cell. Lovely’s accusations had thrown my world into chaos, and now, with the threat of Sage and Valeria's involvement threatening over me, fear clawed at my insides."She’s going to tell them," I muttered to myself, my voice barely above a whisper. "I can’t let them hurt my child."I tried to quell the rising panic within me, forcing myself to sit down on the cold floor.Sleep offered temporary respite from my worries, but it was short-lived. The abrupt noise jolted me awake, my heart hammering against my ribs as I took in my surroundings.The police gamma, a familiar yet unwelcome presence, stood before me."Eat if you're hungry. Her Higness Lovely has been kind so you should be grateful." His words grated on my nerves, urging me to eat the unappetizing meal placed before me.Grateful? For what? For being imprisoned?"What are you staring at? Eat," he growled at me. I shook my head, declining the off
"My child..." I whispered, eyes widening as I glanced at Sage, desperation clawing at my throat. "Please help me! I think I'm about to give birth to my child..." My plea hung in the air, but Sage and Lovely only stared back at me, their expressions a mix of horror and anxiety. Lovely's hand shot out, fingers curling around a gun as her voice cracked with hysteria. "Goddamn it, just die! Die!" "Lovely!" Sage lunged for her, grappling for the weapon, but a deafening shot rang out, shattering the calm of the room as it struck a vase on the table. My heart stuttered, fear coursing through me as I cried out in hysterics. "Don't kill her, for God's sake! We need her to coerce Steven into surrendering, you reckless fool!" Sage's voice rose in a furious crescendo, his words a desperate plea tinged with anger. "I don't care! I hate her! Why does she have to be pregnant?!" Lovely's voice cracked with anguish, her grip on reality slipping. "Damon!" Sage barked, summoning his Beta with a shar
The sterile smell of antiseptic assaulted my senses as I blinked groggily, trying to make sense of my surroundings.My head throbbed with a dull ache, and a sense of disorientation clouded my thoughts.Memories flooded back in confused fragments—the blur of faces, the agonizing realization of my lost child.I awoke from a dream so vivid, so achingly beautiful, that it seemed cruelly mocking when reality shattered its fragile illusion.In that dream, I had a perfect family, the kind you see in picture frames, with laughter echoing in every corner of our home.But as consciousness clawed its way back, the dream dissolved like mist, leaving behind a hollow ache that settled in my chest.Tears welled in the corners of my eyes as the harsh truth crashed over me—I had suffered a miscarriage.The weight of loss pressed down on me, suffocating the air in my lungs when...A sudden, thunderous bang on the door jolted me from my grief-stricken reverie.My eyes darted towards the source of the dis
"I'm not going to hurt you. What happened to you, my child?" the stranger asked, his piercing gaze sweeping over me.His question shook me to the core.This man in front of me didn't know I was imprisoned. Does that mean he's not an ally to Sage and Lovely?A surge of hope ignited within me.Oh, Goddess! Finally, someone whom I could reach out to and seek help.I knelt before him, the weight of my suffering pressing down on me like a crushing burden. "I was imprisoned by the lycans. They threw me into their cell and left me to languish for a week. But somehow, I managed to escape."His brows furrowed with concern. "Who are these lycans?""Sage and Lovely..." I spat their names with venom, the bitterness of loss and betrayal seeping through my words. "They took my child from me..."A sharp intake of breath escaped him. "You were pregnant?""Yes! I miscarried because Lovely poisoned me! Sage subjected me to some kind of sterilizing potion, and then the healer... he took his own life!" M
The weight of the revelation hung heavy in the air, settling like an unspoken truth between myself and Lycan King Xavier.Sylvia, the woman who had raised me as her own, was not just a witch, but also the biological mother of Steven, the man I loved.It was a truth I struggled to reconcile with the image I had of my family, of my own identity.As I stood before the Lycan King, his piercing gaze bore into me, seeking comprehension, seeking assurance that I understood the gravity of the situation.And indeed, I did.My mind raced with questions, with doubts, with fears of what this newfound knowledge meant for the future of Silver Pack."She is right, Nathalie," the King affirmed, his voice a solemn echo in the room."I couldn't still believe it, Your Highness! Sylvia is the legendary witch that Steven has been finding all this time?!" I exclaimed, my words tumbling out in a mix of disbelief and confusion.The King regarded me with a measured gaze, his eyes narrowing slightly in contempl
I was silently praying to the Moon Goddess that Steven wouldn't harm any innocent copackmates. He will face the consequences of it, given that royal bloods must not kill their co-royal blood!"Please hurry!" I urged Damon, who was driving the car.If I were solely a wolf, I would have shifted into my wolf form and arrived immediately. Lady Sabrina shifted into her wolf form, and I saw her at the side of the car, running with us.As soon as we arrived at the entrance gate of the Silver Pack, chaos reigned. People screamed and ran in fear."Let's hide! Lycan Prince Steven will kill all of us!" one of them shouted as I ran.Why were they fearing Steven?"I'm sure it was Valeria pulling some strings again. We need to hurry!" Damon urged us to go there.I sprinted towards the center of the pack where the mansion was located.As I stepped into the mansion, I was met with complete chaos. The once-grand residence of the Lycan King now lay in ruins, destroyed by the battle that had raged throug
The air in the room was thick with tension, heavy with the scent of broken things and the growling of Sage.Lycans are so powerful that they don't die when their mate dies. My heart pounded against my ribcage as I watched Sage and Steven face off, their eyes blazing with a primal intensity that sent shivers down my spine."You killed my mate..." Sage growled at Steven.Sage, with his rugged features contorted in fury, stood tall and defiant, his muscles tensed and ready for battle. Across from him, Steven loomed like a shadowy figure of power and dominance, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous glint. "You killed my child! Now, we're equal!"I couldn't tear my gaze away as Sage, with a growl of rage, lunged forward, his movements fluid and precise.But Steven was quick to respond, dodging Sage's attack with a grace that belied his strength.The room echoed with the sound of their clash, the force of their blows sending shockwaves through the air.I held my breath as Sage unleashed a to
I felt my body collapse as if every ounce of energy had been sapped from me. Darkness enveloped my senses, swallowing me whole into its abyss.Then, like a distant echo, consciousness crept back in, sluggish and disoriented.As I gradually awoke, my surroundings slowly came into focus. My eyes adjusted to the dim light filtering through the curtains, and the familiar sight of Steven's room greeted me.Panic surged through me as I tried to piece together what had happened."What... what happened?" My voice was barely a whisper, hoarse from disuse or perhaps from the ordeal I'd just endured.My gaze swept across the room, taking in the familiar furniture, the posters adorning the walls, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting long shadows. It all seemed so ordinary, yet my mind raced with uncertainty."You're awake," Sylvia appeared in front of me. She was holding a cup of tea. Holding the cupboard, she put beside me, on the bed table. "How are you, my daughter?" I massaged my foreh