Kayla's POV"I think we can get back to the original topic now."As Harrison's hand traveled down my shoulder, I slipped out of his embrace and pushed away from his chest."Fine."Though Harrison's movements came to a halt, I could sense the undercurrent of dissatisfaction in his tone. He released me, straightened his clothes that he had disheveled, and sat down by the edge of his bed, supporting himself with one hand."What do you want to tell me, Kayla?""It's about The Blue Blood Pack..."Thinking about this group that had almost become adversaries with Amber and Harrison, I silently apologized to Nathan before continuing."Actually, among the known members of The Blue Blood Pack, besides Elizabeth, there's another person—""Nathan Barnes."Harrison cut in before I could finish, answering casually, "Am I right?"I widened my eyes in surprise. "How did you know?!""I had this suspicion from the beginning."Harrison turned his head, seemingly giving me a glance. "After all, every tim
Nathan's POV"Worthless!"I knelt in silence on the floor of the hall, listening to the furious reprimand echoing from above by the Alpha."Such a good opportunity, and you couldn't kill Harrison Morris?""Because...""That's enough!!"Klaus's scepter fell heavily on the floor, producing a dull sound that reverberated in the spacious hall, cutting off the explanation I hadn't had a chance to voice."Only a worthless person would make excuses for their failure! Tell me, Nathan, are you worthless?! You are the Targary I chose. Could you really be a worthless person?!""Of course not, Alpha."I pressed my forehead against the floor, adopting a posture of repentance. Yet, the corner of my eye was scrutinizing Klaus's white snow fox fur boots, moving in my direction."It was indeed my mistake. I didn't anticipate that Harrison Morris would show up at the place where Elizabeth was being held, leading to the death of our team members.""Death?"Klaus's footsteps came to a halt. He leaned on
Nathan's POVKlaus's voice aged and desolate as he spoke of his eldest son. It even led me to believe that this cold-blooded and ruthless Alpha still retained a shred of humanity. But in the next moment, his enraged tone instantly shattered the illusion of warmth he had briefly displayed."So, Nathan, do you now realize what you missed this time? It's not just an opportunity to eliminate obstacles completely! This is a perfect chance for revenge! That man caused the death of your brother!!"Klaus, with a heavy heart, pounded his cane, making a resounding echo against the unyielding ground before me. However, I lowered my head further, attempting to conceal the smirk and resentment that I couldn't hide.Brother? How laughable—We are sons of Klaus, yet why could Michael live in The Blue Blood Pack's territory, learning the arts of combat and leadership from an early age, groomed as the heir, while I was sent away with servants to live a miserable life in another country?For over two d
Nathan's POVAfter the footsteps outside the dungeon had completely faded away, I struggled to stand up from the ground, angrily shouting at Sebastian."What the hell do you think you're doing?"Sebastian, sitting on the ground, at first looked puzzled. When he finally realized my anger, frustration appeared on his face, and he raised his voice."What do I think I'm doing? I'm trying to f.ucking save you, can't you see?""Save me?"This answer left me even more confused and perplexed. I snorted, staring into Sebastian's ice-blue eyes, and asked in return."Open your eyes and see where we are, Sebastian! This is a dungeon!! Your so-called saving me has led me to this place?""I—"Sebastian looked at me with anger, suddenly raising his sturdy arm—whether he intended to explain something to me or engage in a fight, I couldn't tell. Just as I was ready to strike, a cold wind rushed in through a small window at the top of the dungeon. The sudden drop in temperature made Sebastian shiver, a
Peter's POV"What are you doing? You dog! Do you know who I am? Let go of me!" The man with a cloth sack over his head was being led, or more aptly, dragged by two robust warriors. They moved briskly through the dim and mysterious tunnels, and it wasn't clear how far they had gone until the man's yelling left his throat dry and hoarse, yet the sack over his head remained in place.They stopped, but the hood was still not removed. The man could feel his hands being restrained behind him by the two individuals who had seized him earlier. Subsequently, they tied him to a chair with a rope—struggling was futile, especially after two or three days without food, leaving him powerless to resist."Hello there, dear brother."When I abruptly uncovered the hood from Donald's head, he evidently couldn't recognize my voice. He tried to turn his head, perhaps attempting to confirm whether the person behind him was indeed me. However, two powerful spotlights suddenly shone directly into his eyes, p
Harrison's POVAs I stood by the window of the villa, gazing at the calm lake, a sudden burst of piercing shouts echoed from behind."Harrison."Peter appeared beside me without a sound, raising his eyebrows expressionlessly."I'm handing this person over to you for now.""Thanks. Don't worry, I'll handle it with discretion."Peter raised his arm, patting my shoulder. He chuckled and winked at me."But sometimes, I wish you'd loosen up a bit."I nodded slightly, looking into Peter's eyes. "Rest assured, I won't kill him, but I'll make him suffer more than death.""Deal."Peter smiled, giving me a pat on the back. He then whistled casually and walked out of the villa, as if he had just resolved a tricky situation."Get him out of there.""Yes, Alpha."At my command, Rick lifted the large sack from the floor and shook it a few times. Donald Rufus rolled out of the sack, still shouting."What the hell do you want to do..."Before he could finish his sentence, Donald noticed me in front o
Harrison's POV"Give up those thoughts, Donald, if you still want to keep this miserable life of yours."I sneered, then signaled to Rick, who had been silent beside me. He quickly walked towards Donald, who was kneeling on the ground, holding a dark glass bottle cautiously."Peter's gift to you is confinement, not mine. My gift, here—"Donald's gaze was quickly drawn to the glass bottle in Rick's hand by my words. Fear filled his eyes, and his voice trembled again, "W-what is this?! What do you want to do?!""This is a bottle of concentrated sulfuric acid."My voice was calm, like the serene lake outside the window, but each word I uttered was as terrifying as Satan emerging from hell."I want you to pick up this bottle of sulfuric acid, Donald Rufus, then uncover its lid and pour the liquid onto your eyes.""Are you insane?!" Donald staggered backward until his body was pressed against the wall. "You want me to commit suicide? I tell you, that's impossible!""If I wanted to end your
Kayla's POVUnder the efforts of the doctor, my vision finally returned to normal. Meanwhile, Harrison, who had been shot, was getting better under my careful care each day."Alpha."As Rick entered the bedroom, he happened to catch me in the act of lifting Harrison's shirt to check the recovery of the gunshot wound on his abdomen. Although Rick quickly realized what was happening and averted his gaze, I couldn't help but blush.I coughed a few times, pretending to cover up my embarrassment."It looks like your wound is recovering well. Rest up, I'll leave first."I lowered my head, casually covering Harrison with the blanket before getting ready to leave the room.However, just as I was about to take a step, Harrison grabbed my wrist, causing me to fall back onto the bed due to the momentum."The examination isn't over yet; don't be in such a hurry to leave."Harrison leaned down and whispered a few words in my ear, then cleared his throat and looked at Rick, who was standing near th