Chapter 17: Threads of DeceptionThat night, when she got into bed, Hana was full of thoughts. She needed to be cautious and wait for the right time. Jarrel was strong and dangerous, but with Wolfsbane, she would finally have a chance to stop his reign of terror.She closed her eyes, thinking of his face, how cruel his mouth seemed as he ordered the nanny’s death. This picture made her more determined than ever. It was clear that she would win.Her patience and bravery were tested to the core in the subsequent days. Hana went to perform her role by interacting with the pack members in an endeavor to win their trust, although she had other hidden motives. She kept the wolfsbane hidden in her quarters, waiting for the right moment to strike.Finally, the day came when the man returned with the wolfsbane. Hana took it, her hands trembling slightly as she hid it away. Now, she just needed to find the perfect opportunity.The following day, Hana was stared up with a clear and focused mind.
Chapter 18: Desperate PlansShe began to think of different ways to get Jarrel alone, to ensure that there would be no interruptions next time. She considered the layout of the packhouse, the routines of the guards, and the times when Jarrel was most vulnerable.As the hours went by, Hana's resolve became stronger. She would wait for the right opportunity, and when it presented itself, she would be prepared. She would be let free, and Jarrel would suffer for his harshness. It was just a question of time.After a while, Hana lay down on her bed, her heart heavy and her thoughts racing with plans. She stared at the ceiling, repeating the events of the evening in her head, sleep a faraway concept. Though the battle was far from over, she had come so close. She was going to find another route. She was forced to.The poisoned wine bottle stayed on the table, a quiet symbol of Hana's determination. It was a reminder of how far she would go to gain her freedom and how far she would go to ke
CHAPTER 19: Smiles Faded The atmosphere in that room was heavy with tension while Hana gazed at Mia whose face and body were pale and wasted on the bed. Her eyes, which had once been bright and warm, now looked like empty shells reflecting all much pain she was going through. The healer then asked a question that still hung in the air, “Did you consume any substance containing wolfsbane?”Hana’s heart skipped a beat. Wolfsbane? The word alone sent a jolt of fear through her. She knew the deadly herb all too well—it was the key to her plan to end Jarrel’s life. But now, the possibility that Mia had ingested it made Hana’s blood run cold.Mia shook her head weakly, too feeble to speak. The healer glanced at Hana, his expression unreadable. "Please excuse us for a while, sir," Hana managed to say, her voice barely steady."Of course, my lady," the healer replied, gathering his things. "I will use the time to prepare her medication outside." He walked out, leaving Hana alone with Mia,
CHAPTER 20: The Echo of Regret"My lady," Mia said softly, "you must be careful. You’re playing a dangerous game."Hana nodded, her tears falling freely now. She knew Mia was right. She had been reckless and had let her hatred for Jarrel blind her to the risks. And now, Mia was paying the price.As the medication was brought back by the healer, Hana stood aside helplessly and observed as he engaged in his task. She felt like an intruder who was standing on the edge of the horrible dream she had created. The guilt gnawed at her and became a constant unending pain that would never go away.Hana’s thinking was full of self-hatred and regret. How had things gone so wrong? All her energy had been concentrated on ending Jarrel’s reign of terror; she had never stopped to contemplate any other consequences. However, now, there was Mia who was suffering and Hana was helpless.The healer worked fast; his hands danced deftly through the air with practiced ease. Yet Hana knew it might not be eno
CHAPTER 21: A Test of loyalty Jarrel waved a hand dismissively. "She won’t. Her emotions are a trap; they don't let her see things clearly and she is blinded by them. She is so much in need of revenge that it's affecting her focus. ““She’s going to mess up sometime soon, but I am here waiting for that moment when she does. Until then, let her play her little games. They mean nothing in the grand scheme of things."Magnus shook his head again, his worry evident in the lines of his face. "You’re playing a dangerous game, Jarrel. You’re allowing your mate to plot against you, to try and undermine your authority.”“ The pack is already uneasy. They see her change in behavior, and they wonder what’s going on. If she continues like this, she could turn them against you."Jarrel’s gaze hardened, his eyes glinting with a dangerous light. "Let her try," he said softly, his voice carrying an edge of menace. "Let her try to sway the pack, to turn them against me. They’ll see soon enough who
CHAPTER 22: The Fragile Alliance Jarrel sat at his desk, the weight of leadership pressing down on him as he reviewed the latest reports from the pack’s borders. His thoughts, however, kept drifting back to Hana. Despite her outward attempts to integrate into the pack and her efforts to appear as though she was accepting their bond, something in his gut told him she was hiding something. His instincts had never failed him before, but this time, they were up against the complex emotions of a mate—someone who should be trustworthy but who seemed to have her own agenda.His Beta, Magnus, entered the room with a grim expression on his face, his presence immediately drawing Jarrel’s attention away from the papers in front of him. "Magnus," Jarrel greeted, noticing the concern etched into his Beta’s features. "What is it?"Instead of taking a seat, Magnus continued his pattern of pacing back and forth when he was upset. With a heavy voice, he said, "It's Mia." "I just received word fro
CHAPTER 23: Doom In Mia’s room, the smell of illness hung heavy in the air like a poisonous cloud continuing to spread its infectious presence all over the objects in the room. The once energetic maid was now stunned and rigid on the bed with a pale ashen complexion and sunken eyes. She had difficulty breathing and her panting was a constant suffering of the death that she was gradually experiencing. Hana was standing beside the bed listening to every sound she could hear and feeling guilty for such thoughts. She had never intended for this to occur out of her own device. When she had sought out the wolfsbane, she had been thinking only of violent, vengeful actions – ending Jarrel’s murderous cycle, liberating herself from his grasp, as it were. And again and again, she had been thinking not of other people, other lives, other deaths, but of herself and her own suffering, her own need for revenge. But now, as she watched Mia’s life ebbing away, the guilt submerged her and gave
CHAPTER 24: The Unbearable Weight of RegretBut the only answer that ensued was the sound of Mia’s ragged, shallow breathing interrupted, at best, by the gentle rise and fall of her chest. As much as the two of them tried to swallow the bitter truth, the bitter truth could not be avoided anymore — Mia was to die, and Hana could not do anything to change it.For hours, Hana sat beside Mia, and all she could think of was how much she hated herself and wished she never made that decision. In her mind she went over all the events of the past few days and tried to find anything she could have done differently; something that could have made the outcome different. However, every choice she made brought her to this: she held the wolfsbane, she sought revenge.Hana was in no state to go on for very long before she began to become weary and fall asleep. Her eyes began to droop and her body was exhausted owing to the stress that her emotions had put on her. She struggled to keep her eyes open,