The morning sun filtered through the grand windows of the royal quarters, casting golden streaks across the stone walls. The air smelled of honeyed bread, roasted meat, and freshly brewed tea. This was Serena’s attempt at making Ryland’s favourite breakfast. She knew he would love it!She had woken up early that morning and had spent over an hour in the kitchen, overseeing the servants as they prepared the meal, hoping it would be enough to break through whatever dark cloud had settled over the man she loved..Time had passed and she was now seated across from him in their private dining hall. She blinked back her tears as she watched him in silence. Ryland had barely acknowledged the steaming plates before him. Serena noticed that his jaw was tense and his gaze was unfocused as he idly tapped his fingers against the polished oak table.“Ryland,” she called out softly, fighting the urge to get upset. No response...He sat there, looking over her shoulders, but not meeting her ey
Ryland must be joking if he thinks I’ll let him be! Serena fumed as she took long strides down the dimly lit corridor, her heels clicking against the polished marble floor. The anger she felt during her earlier argument with Ryland had cooled slightly. Now, it was replaced by an unsettling sense of unease. Something was off with him—more than just his usual brooding nature. She had to talk to him. Soon, she arrived at the door of his chamber. Instead of going in to meet Ryland, she stood for a moment, hesitant.At this point, she was unsure of whether it was the right thing for her to meet him again. Why should she even bother? He had dismissed her so coldly earlier. But a part of her refused to let him slip further away. After everything she had faced to make a man like Alpha Ryland choose her as a mate, she was not ready to lose it all because of his mood swings. With a sharp inhale, she turned the handle and stepped inside.The room was empty.Serena’s brows knitted together a
Serena paced the length of her chamber, her fingers twisting anxiously in the folds of her silk robe. The evening air was thick with the scent of rain, and it seeped through the open windows, brushing against her flushed cheeks.She was supposed to be in bed, preparing to go to sleep, but she wasn’t. Rather, her mind raced as she paced the room aimlessly. A knot twisted at the pit of her stomach as just one person occupied her troubled mind. Hazel.That rogue girl. That... nobody. That freakin’ scrap! Serena hissed underneath her breath. How had she managed to capture Ryland’s attention in such a way? Wasn’t she a mere rogue and nothing more?Why Hazel? Serena wondered bitterly as her lips trembled with barely contained rage. Soon, she stopped to clutch the edge of a velvet armchair as another thought struck her. It was the memory of the guard’s terrified confession which now echoed in her ears.“The whole night,” he had whispered. “The Alpha was with the rogue girl the entire nig
“Let go of me!” Hazel yelled as an unfamiliar guard stepped into the room and grabbed her wrist. His grip was firm, and she didn’t stand much chance against him. It took her a moment to realize that he was trying to take off the cuffs which had been put on her wrists after she had been taken away from Darius earlier. She winced as the cold metal dug into her wrists. The heavy chains clinked as the guard fumbled with the key, his gloved hands rough against her skin. Her throat was dry and her lips were chapped from days.. But that was not what scared her the most.“Where am I being taken?” she asked in a voice that was barely above a whisper.The guard did not respond. His expression remained blank, and his eyes were fixed on his task as he twisted the key in the lock.Hazel swallowed hard. “Please. You have to know something. Tell me.” Still nothing.Her fingers twitched as she curled them into fists. Frustration crept into her voice. “I have a right to know!”The guard finally gl
“I own you now,” Rodrigo repeated. His words carried the kind of weight that couldn’t be ignored. Hazel stiffened and her breath caught as his sharp gaze pinned her in place. The air around them felt thick.He took a step closer, towering over her, “ Say your full name.”Hazel swallowed hard and her throat suddenly felt dry. Her name? The one that no longer belonged to her? Her lips barely parted when a sharp scoff cut through the silence.“She’s not even worth speaking to,” Darius sneered, crossing his arms. His voice dripped with disdain as he leaned against the car. His usual arrogance was on full display. “A discarded rogue, barely more than filth. Why waste your breath?”Rodrigo didn’t even turn his head.“Shut up, Daruis!” He ordered. Darius flinched and his smirk vanished. Hazel shrank back slightly, as she experienced Rodrigo’s sharp and controlled rage. He wasn’t like Darius. He didn’t bark orders or flaunt his power just for the sake of it. No, his power was something el
“Say something… please. Anything.” Hazel whispered, pressing her fingers against her temples.Nothing.“Selene, I need you.”Silence.Her heart pounded in frustration as she sat at the edge of the bed, and stared at the floor. Her wolf had been silent for a very long time, ever since the night her parents were murdered. And she had withdrawn farther after their mate's rejection. The moment their lives were snuffed out, something inside her had fractured beyond repair. She had screamed, begged, pleaded for Selene to come forward, to help her fight, to save her. But her wolf had vanished into the depths of her mind, leaving her alone. No matter how much Hazel tried, she couldn’t reach her wolf.She swallowed hard. She couldn’t afford to panic. She had told herself it would get better, and that Selene would return when things were safe.But she didn’t know what to feel about this place Rodrigo Whales’ mansion was nothing like the filthy cages she’d been trapped in before. There were no
What the hell is wrong with me??Oh, Damn it! Rodrigo muttered under his breath. He was still at the dinner table, rigid, as his fingers tightened around the silverware. His thoughts were a storm, circling one thing.Hazel.The way she had stiffened at Thorne’s words. The barely concealed tremble in her fingers. The way she had swallowed her emotions like a woman who had done it a thousand times before. Then she had fled and bolted from the room like the walls were closing in on her. Like she couldn’t stand being seen.And he had let her go. What was the point of stopping her? She obviously wasn’t comfortable around him. Rodrigo ground his teeth, shifting in his seat as frustration curled in his chest. He wasn’t the type to care. People broke in front of him all the time. Wolves begged. They cowered. They yielded.He had never cared. So why was he still thinking about the look in Hazel’s eyes?At the corner of the room, Eleanor stood watching him without a word. Rodrigo let out a
“Missing?” Rodrigo asked the older woman who stood before him. “I don’t have time for your silly jokes.”She looked everywhere but his face. “Alpha...she’s not in her room!”Rodrigo twisted his lips in a sneer, “And—”“I can’t find her anywhere,” she said, avoiding his eyes.“That’s nonsense!” He barked. A cold chill ran through her as she shuddered. “My Alpha...”“Did you look everywhere for her?” He asked. Before she could respond, he brushed past her and headed down the hallway. She followed behind him, ranting about how Hazel wasn’t known to leave her room unless it was time for dinner, or breakfast. Nothing made any sense to Rodrigo at the moment, except the fear that Eleanor could be telling the truth, and Hazel was missing, but Rodrigo Whales was not a man accustomed to losing control.Yet, as he stormed through the palace halls, his fury was barely contained beneath the surface. Eleanor’s voice still echoed in his head—Hazel is missing, Alpha. Missing.The word alone sent
"Baby?" Serena mewed like a cat, her voice loud yet shaky. She waved her hand in front of his eyes to make sure the sleeping pills were effective. Slowly she got out of bed, rushed towards her bag, and they took out the layers of napkin while rubbing her sweaty hands against her lingerie.Serena pulled out the bottle Rodrigo had given her. She pierced it, and drew out the green colored liquid, cringing at the sight of it. "This looks concerning," she whispered to herself, staring at the syringe. Ryland made a sound and she froze in fear. Slowly she turned back to find him still asleep. "Goddess help me," she muttered, walking towards him with the poison in hand. She took his hands as she placed the syringe on his shoulder. Her heart pounded and just as she was about to inject the substance into him, his eyes peeled open. "What are you doing?" Ryland's voice came sharp and unexpected, making Serena freeze in shock. Her whole body trembled as she slowly stared to see a pair of glow
Serena sat in Ryland's room in dark purple lingerie. It had been so long since he had touched her and she found herself cringing at the thought. She sat on his bed passing a hand through her hair. Even though she hated to admit it, she was very nervous and anyone could see it with how sweaty she was. Letting out a groan, Serena went through her bag, pulling out her napkin. She dabbed her face and neck with it until she felt dry enough.Shoving the used napkin in the bag she took her phone staring at the text she had sent him. "Still no reply," she muttered, becoming impatient. She looked around his room trying to snoop for anything that could help Rodrigo, but found nothing; most of his drawers were either empty or locked. She let out a frustrated sigh, falling back on the bed. "Should I call?" She asked herself as she picked up her phone, but she thought against it and dropped it. A yawn left her lips and soon she fell asleep. The sound of the door being pushed open woke Serena u
Ryland stared at the elders in front of him. They had decided to meet up after Adam's death and this was one of the few times he had been free since then. Unfortunately, Adam's death still had no murderer tied to it. Even though he did play a vital role in the pack, a part of Ryland was happy he was dead. The plus side being that he didn't even have to do it. Ryland fought a yawn, staring straight ahead. He checked his wrist watch, mentally groaning when he found out that they had barely made it through half the time. The buzzing of his phone rang through the hall, and this made the elders halt in their discussion as they turned to stare at him. Some gave him bitter glares, but swallowed their words, not brave enough to say a word. Ryland apologized to them before picking his phone from the table. He had no intention of receiving the call, but seeing the contact name, he was shocked. Aaron?With that he got up, "You can go on without me," he said to the elder beside him, walking
"What are you doing?" Rodrigo yelled, taking hold of Hazel's arm. She glared at him, yanking it out of his grip. "I need to talk to you, and I'm tired of standing," she replied back, her chest heaving. Rodrigo studied her for a while. It was clear this had nothing to do with wanting to talk to him. She took a deep breath, and glanced at his door and his heart skipped a beat as he waited for her to try to push it open. But to his surprise, Hazel turned back to face him. "What's in there that you don't want me to see?" She asked, staring at him with squinted eyes.Rodrigo's eyes glared wide as he searched his brain for what to say. For some reason, lying to her felt difficult. "You know what? I don't even care," she snapped, turning away. Rodrigo stared at Hazel's retreating figure in confusion. Something about her seemed uneasy. Her eyes looked different from before and Rodrigo felt a chill run down his spine. "It's probably the baby," Leo muttered, and Rodrigo nodded in agreemen
"You what?" Serena yelled, and Rodrigo squeezed his eyes shut, and remained calm. "You want me to kill someone!!” she repeated in a frustrated tone. Rodrigo rolled his eyes at her childishness. "Yes, Serena. I want you to kill someone. You killed your uncle. This should be easier," he said, running a hand through his hair. The low growl on the other side of the phone told him that his words had gotten to her, but he had no sympathy to share. "Yea. He was my uncle, but he wasn't all that important. Ryland is an Alpha, and one of the strongest and richest at that. I'm going to get caught," she whispered. "Why the hell are you lecturing me? Do what I want you to do," Rodrigo yelled back. Images of him lying dead on the dirt road filled his mind, and it only made him more anxious. "Look, this is all you have to do. If you kill him no one stands in our way and you'll become my Luna," Rodrigo tried to convince her. "He really isn't in your way. He just wants his slut back," Serena mu
Rodrigo peeled his eyes open sitting up. He took a look at his surroundings, squinting his eyes. "Where am I?" He muttered to himself, trying to ignore the growing migraine. Slowly he stood on his feet and he could barely see.How did I get to this place? He took off his suit jacket and threw it. Rodrigo tried to find his way back to the pack, taking the normal route, but after walking for a few minutes it dawned on him that he was going in circles. The fog made it hard for him to see, and his patience began wearing thin. He stuffed his hands into his pocket in search of his phone, but found nothing. "Shu! Am I lost, or what?" He muttered, running his hand down his face as if clearing his views well.A low growl resounded in the air and Rodrigo paused, scanning around him. A sense of deja vu hit him, but he had no idea why. "Who's there?" He asked, his voice loud and firm, but no response came. "I can hear you; whoever you are, you had better come out before it's too late," he or
Hazel turned to see Aaron standing a few paces in front of her. She could barely make out his face in the dim light, but his eyes shone brightly. "What are you looking for?" Aaron asked Hazel, stepping closer. "You were banned from stepping out." “I am quite aware of my situation. Thank you,"Hazel retorted, anger evident in her tone because of his words. She needed him to talk to Ryland not to tell her what she already knew. "Yea, you're right. I'm sorry,” Aaron apologized, his head slightly bowed at the same time. They stared at each other for a while before Hazel looked away trying to remember why she was there. "Yes-" Hazel tried to say something, but was cut off. "I've got something for you," Aaron said, staring at Hazel. "It seems you were about to say something," he pointed out, but Hazel shook her head wanting to hear what he had to say. "Are you sure?" He asked and she nodded "Alright. Ehm, Alpha Ryland asked me to give you something," he said and her eyes lit up. "O
Hazel sat on her bed, a book in hand. Her fingers dug into the pages, her mind far away. She thought of Ryland, it had been more than a week since Rodrigo found about the burner phone and she had not heard a word from him. She tried everything to see Aaron, but it turned out to be harder than she thought. A loud sigh left her lips. Just then Maria poked her head through the door. "Don't you know how to knock?" Hazel hissed, feigning annoyance. "Well, if you want privacy, lock the door. Luna!" Maria shot back, calling her Luna like it was the biggest insult. "Why are you here?" She asked, placing the book by her side. "If you look outside you'd see that it's past sunset. That means it is dinner time," Maria said, slamming the door before Hazel could reply. A bitter chuckle left Hazel's lips, but she got up and walked out of her room.Hazel dreaded the idea of having to spend time with Rodrigo. In the past few days, they had eaten together, and even though he barely said a word bec
Rodrigo stared at Hazel, his gaze strong. His lips stretched into a cold grin as he got up to walk away. He could feel her eyes on him, but he moved on without turning back. He walked towards his office ignoring the terrified glances his workers gave him. Pushing his door open he sat, and grabbing a bottle of whiskey on his desk, he settled himself, chugging it down at once. Seeing that one cup could not quench the anger boiling inside, he filled another cup and was about to drink from it when his phone buzzed. With annoyance, Rodrigo placed the cup on the table and fished his phone out. Serena's name popped up and he rolled his eyes, memories of their last call sinking in. He casually let the phone sit on the table while he sipped his drink, but Serena did not back down as her calls kept coming. Frustrated, Rodrigo picked the phone, holding it against his ear. "What is it?" He yelled, clutching the phone so tight that it felt like it was going to break. "Seriously you need to w