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
Peter's POVIn the early morning, in the dining room of Rufus mansion, Michael calmly scanned every person at the long table. Eventually, when his gaze lingered on the empty seat at the end of the table for two seconds, Michael suddenly spoke, calling over a nearby servant."Since no one will be sitting in this seat from now on, there's no need for it. Understand?""Yes, Alpha."Listening to Michael's suggestive words, I cast a sidelong glance at the seat that should have belonged to Donald and smirked."Peter.""Yes? What is it, Grandfather?"Caught off guard, I quickly composed my expression and turned my head towards Michael at the end of the long table."After you finish your meal, come to the study with me. I have something to discuss with you.""Yes, Grandfather."With that, Michael stood up alone, declining the assistance of the servants, and walked towards the direction of the study.After quickly swallowing the bread in my mouth, I intended to get up and follow, but Amber, be
Kayla's POV"What?! Michael is dead?! The Alpha of The Red Flame Pack is dead?!"The sudden bad news made me stand up abruptly from the couch where I was telling Daisy a fairy tale. Even the storybook in my hand slipped to the floor unnoticed."What exactly happened? Did The Blue Blood Pack come for revenge?"Without bothering to pick up the storybook from the floor, I grabbed my phone and immediately bombarded Amber with questions."Calm down first, Kayla, and let me explain," Amber, who was just hit by this bombshell news, sounded a bit unstable. Her voice lacked the usual calmness."Michael had a sudden heart attack. Although Peter called the family doctor immediately when he collapsed, the situation was too bad, and the equipment and medicines at home were not sufficient for a timely rescue."Hearing Amber's explanation, I let out a sigh of relief."So, is The Red Flame Pack now managed by Peter?""That's right. Right before the accident, Michael announces Peter as the Alpha succe
Kayla's POVWatching Harrison's intense gaze almost sticking to my lips, I shyly averted my eyes, but my breath couldn't help but quicken. However, my shyness seemed to amuse Harrison even more.He took the initiative to remove his shirt, his robust and firm physique covering a mere few feet from my face, making it hard for me to catch my breath."Don't you want to check my wounds, dear?" Harrison said in his magnetic voice.Hearing Harrison's voice, I turned my head, swallowed hard, and tried to keep my voice calm."I think it's not necessary, Harrison.""Are you sure, baby?" Harrison raised an eyebrow, then leaned down, pressing his cheek against my chest."Maybe it's unnecessary, Kayla... because right now, the one with an abnormal heartbeat is you. How about I help you check your body?" he suggested with a smirk."I..."Whether I agreed or refused, before I could say anything, Harrison's kiss invaded, and all the unspoken words vanished in the heat of our kiss.Harrison grabbed my
Kayla's POVAs everything came to an end, I lay breathless on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling. Suddenly, the unresolved issue between Harrison and me surfaced again in my mind."Save the sweet talk, Harrison Morris!" I turned over, gazing at Harrison with desire-faded eyes, giving him a stern look. "Tell me, are you declaring war on The Blue Blood Pack? How long did you and Peter discuss it? What made you finally decide on such a resolution?""Probably after I dealt with Donald Rufus." Harrison smiled, his hand encircling my shoulder. His gaze, however, wandered around the ceiling, seemingly lost in memories of that day. "Peter's pack has a rule that their members are not allowed to kill any member. That's why, despite Peter's intense hatred for Donald Rufus, he still found an isolated villa in an uninhabited area for Donald Rufus."Harrison paused for a moment, then turned to look into my eyes. The coldness in his words suddenly vanished, replaced by a heavy intent."But I'm