Chapter 71: A Fragile PleaThe air inside the abandoned house was thick, suffocating, as Jarrel pushed through the doorway, his heart pounding in his chest. He had forced himself to keep a level head as he confronted Magnus, but now, all his thoughts were on one thing—Hana.His wolf growled, an impatient beast clawing beneath his skin as he scanned the dark room. There, in the far corner, bound and slumped on the chair, was Hana.For a split second, Jarrel froze. Her head was bent forward, her body still. Too still. “No, no, no.”He surged forward, dropping to his knees beside her. Her wrists were tightly bound, the ropes digging into her skin, leaving raw, angry marks. His hands shook as he reached for the ropes pulling at the knots with more force than necessary.“Hana….” His voice was a strained whisper, his throat tight as fear gripped him. “Please wake up.”She didn’t move. Her breathing was shallow, barely noticeable. Panic swelled inside him, but he pushed it down, focusing on
Chapter 72: Whispers from the MoonHana wandered through an endless darkness, the heavy silence weighing on her chest like a boulder. The world around her felt both familiar and alien, an abandoned forest with trees that twisted like nightmares. The air was damp, heavy with a fog that clung to her skin, chilling her to the bone. As she moved through the eerie terrain, her feet seemed to carry her without purpose, without direction. And then, she heard it.“Hana…”A voice, soft but unmistakable, floated on the wind, whispering her name. It was distant at first, barely a murmur, but it echoed through the forest like a haunting melody. Her heart began to race. She spun around, searching for the source of the voice, but saw nothing but the dense fog that encased her. “Hana…”There it was again, clearer now, almost urgent. Her breath hitched as she squinted through the thick mist, trying to catch a glimpse of whoever—or whatever—was calling her. She wanted to ignore it, to turn away and
Chapter 73: Drowning in ShadowsJarrel sat alone in his dimly lit chamber, the room filled with the stench of alcohol. Bottles were strewn across the floor, some shattered in his fury. His hand gripped a half-empty bottle of whiskey, the liquid sloshing in time with the erratic beat of his pulse. He tilted his head back, eyes glassy and unfocused, as he took another swig, the burn in his throat doing little to numb the ache in his chest. The drink was supposed to silence the guilt, but it never did. It only made the voices louder—the voices of the past, of his father, of his brother, of everyone who had been hurt by his hands. The voice inside that whispered he was nothing more than the monster they all feared.“She’s better off without me,” he muttered under his breath, though the words felt hollow. His jaw clenched as his thoughts spiraled, each one cutting deeper than the last. “I’m a fool to think I could ever be anything else.”His thoughts dragged him back to that night—the nig
Chapter 74: Under the Midnight SkyThe night was quiet, save for the soft rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze. The darkness outside Hana’s window beckoned, a silent invitation to the freedom she had been longing for since she had awakened. She had spent too long lying in that bed, pretending to be unconscious, pretending that everything was normal, when in truth, nothing about her life was normal anymore.She sat up slowly, careful not to make sound, her eyes darting toward the door. The castle was still. Everyone was likely asleep by now, and she doubted Jarrel was keeping watch at this late hour. She hadn’t seen him since she woke up but the words from the maid telling her that Jarrel had been miserable struck a chord in her mind. She couldn’t let him see her like this—not when her mind was tangled with questions, doubts and hate.Silently, Hana slipped from the bed, her bare feet pressing into the cool stone floor. She tiptoed across the room, the dim light of the moon filtering
Chapter 1 : Bound to the Beast "Another breeder was killed today," the guard's voice echoed through the prison hallway. "I'm yet to choose a breeder. The girls are so beautiful. The pack we conquered this time has pretty girls, I must say," one guard replied as they approached Hana's cell. She was slowly getting used to the bad news of her people getting killed after giving the males of SeaHowl pack a pup. They were captured a year ago, and this had been the routine since their imprisonment. "Hey, you!" One of them pointed at Hana, who was lying folded like a ball. "That one over there is so petite and pretty. Even after a year, her beauty didn't fade like the rest," another guard said, lust glinting in his eyes. "She was kept separate by the Alpha, so take your eyes off her," one of them warned. "I heard she was MoonLight Alpha's daughter. No wonder she was separated," another said. Hana listened to them, pained that she could do nothing to save her people who were killed ev
Chapter 2: Firm rejection The door creaked open again, just as it had countless times since Hana’s arrival. She had lost all appetite to eat. Even in her previous prison, food was limited, but now, in this place where she could eat as much as she wanted, her zeal to eat was gone. "You have to eat if you don’t want the Alpha to be pissed, my lady," said Mia, the little girl introduced to Hana as her new maid. Worry was etched on her young face. "Who cares what the monster thinks? He can do anything he wants, but I’d rather die than be comfortable in such a place beside him," Hana responded, her head buried between her knees and wrapped around her legs. "It’s better to be treated well by a monster than be consumed by him. I understand your despair, but you have to give yourself enough strength," Mia said, squatting in front of Hana, whose tears streamed uncontrollably. "Please… don’t be nice to me. There’s no way I will accept comfort in a pack that took everything from me and mad
Chapter 3 : Marked by the monster The thought of Jarrel touching and marking her made her skin crawl as if bugs were crawling all over her. She sat in the dark room, sobbing, wondering why she had waited all her life for her fated mate, only to be bound to the one man she hated. How much more of her pack’s pride would be ruined by this monster? The moon goddess must be playing a cruel joke on her, giving her a beast who kills out of sheer boredom and cares only for himself. The creaking door signaled Jarrel's return. Hana’s chest tightened to a ball of fear as he drew closer, suffocating her with his arrogance. He was always followed by his guards who without delay, took a stand near the door so that no one attempted to come in. Jarrel stared at Hana and, in his eyes, she saw the desire of a man ready and willing to take what he perceived to be his own. ”You have no choice, Hana,” Jarrel said, his tone as civil as always but there was that commanding note that said a lot. "I
Chapter 4: Memories Hana disappeared from the room as quickly as she could, her heart racing with fear and disgust. She breathed out and ran to the bathroom, the walls seemed to shut out the room behind her, and with a loud bang she shut the door and remained standing against it, panting. The tenderness on her neck welled feeling that tingled all through reminded her of Jarrel's ownership over her delicate body.Then, she opened the tap and allowed the water to run for quite some time before it became very hot. Panicking, she wiped her neck hard as if she could wash away the symbol that chained her to the man who was solely responsible for ruining her existence. The water scalded her skin, still, she did not mind. The more she scrubbed, she cried tears along with the water that was running down her face.“Why?” She yelled, her voice resonating within the bathroom walls lined with tiles. "Why did it have to be him?"Images of her parents and brother flashed in her mind. She remember