MAXINEI didn't know what he meant. But, it caused my heart to drop at the implication.He stepped away from me as quickly, storming out of the room. I stumbled forward, catching myself on the edge of the bed.My breath came in short gasps. I felt the tears pricking at the corners of my eyes, threatening to spill down my face. I blinked them away. There was no time for tears.I had to find a way out of this, and I had to do it soon. I didn't know his next plan for me. Ronan might have thought he’d won. But he was wrong.I wasn’t broken. I was just getting started.***I paced back and forth in the small room. I had to think and come up with a plan. I had to survive, and more importantly, I had to find a way to bring Ronan down. If I was going to do that, I needed to play his game.It meant that I needed to make him believe that I was on his side. I had to submit to whatever dark vision he had for the pack. The thought of pretending to support Ronan made my stomach turn.But, it was th
MAXINEI waited until he was gone before exhaling. My hands were shaking. I folded them into fists and tried to steady my hand. This was going to be harder than I thought. If I wanted to save the pack, if I wanted to save Zel, I had to convince Ronan that I was truly on his side.I wondered how Zel was doing. If she was well and if she was being fed.The days that followed were like torture. Ronan would visit me, discussing his plans for the pack. He would share his twisted visions for the future. I listened carefully, nodding in all the right places.I even offered small suggestions that seemed helpful. The first time I gave him advice that worked, he was taken aback.He had narrowed his eyes at me, trying to understand my true intentions. But I had been careful. Ronan followed my advice. He wanted to believe that I had truly switched sides. I was going to use that against him.I knew it wouldn’t be easy. Ronan was cunning and smart. One wrong move could cost me everything. I had to
MAXINE“It wasn’t easy,” I started, acting broken. “I had to play along and make Ronan think I was loyal to him. He’s been watching me constantly. He's trying to break me down. But I never gave up hope. The moment I found my opportunity, I knew I had to find a way out and warn you all before it was too late."A murmur passed through the group of rebels. Some of them nodded as if they wanted to believe me. But the woman with the braid wasn’t convinced.“And what makes us think you’re not here to betray us right now?” she asked. “How do we know you’re not still working for Ronan and you're lying to us?”I met her gaze. “Because Liam has been captured and tortured and I can't save him on my own," I said. I knew a thing or two about lies. If you wanted them to work, you had to add truths."I’ve seen what Ronan is capable of, I’ve seen the lengths he’ll go to, seen the lives he’s destroyed. He’s taken everything. I’m not here to betray you. I’m here because I want to stop him, just like yo
MAXINEI should have pulled away. I should have slapped his hand aside but I just couldn’t. I was stunned and confused by the way he was looking at me. It wasn’t the look of a predator stalking up to his prey.It wasn't the cold and calculating look I had come to see every time with him. This was different. I was so enthralled and I couldn't tear my eyes away from him.I looked into his black eyes and he kept his eyes on me. His hand stayed on my cheek, his thumb brushing over my skin. It was in slow and deliberate strokes. And by the goddess, it felt delicious. The touch was so intimate that it made my heart skip a beat.I didn’t understand what was happening. Why was he acting this way? Why was I reacting this way as well? It was as if the Ronan I knew was gone, replaced by someone else entirely.“Why are you doing this?” I whispered, unable to talk any louder. In this vulnerable moment, I was fragile. The space between us didn't seem like it was enough. “Why are you being so kind t
MAXINEAs the days passed, Ronan kept making his presence in my life known. At first, I thought it was part of his twisted game, a way to keep me under control. I thought it was a way to manipulate me into doing his bidding.But as the days turned into weeks, something unexpected happened, and I found myself talking to him. Talking. It started innocently.He’d stop by my room in the evening. It was always unannounced. He would sit in the chair, making sure that he was facing me where I sat in my bed. He never came with any agenda or demands anymore. He just simply wanted to talk.It was strange, seeing this side of him. He laughed freely now and even made jokes. But he seemed genuinely interested in whatever I had to say. The first time I caught myself laughing, I felt guilty.Everyone else was trapped and I was laughing. At first, I was careful with my words. I was always expecting a trap that I was sure he was laying for me. But the more we talked, the more I found myself lowering m
MAXINEEvery time he visited, Ronan came with more books. And sometimes, he came with nothing at all. He was starting to know when I would have finished the books he brought. He was always with a book when I was almost through reading the last one he brought.Soon, he brought fewer and fewer books because he was visiting almost every day. It was like he was spreading the pile of books so he had an excuse to come talk to me.We talked about everything and nothing. I was careful not to bring up Liam and ruin anything. We talked about stories we liked and places we’d been. I asked him how the weather was outside and he promised to take me out for a walk.I found myself looking forward to his visits. I looked forward to the way he made me laugh. Our conversations were easy and natural. It scared me more than anything.It was terrifying because I knew it was wrong. I knew I shouldn’t be letting myself get so close to him. But I couldn’t help it. Ronan was like a puzzle, one that I couldn’t
LIAMDarkness. That’s all I know now. I had no idea how long it had been since I was brought back here after seeing Maxine. The room seemed to be growing smaller and smaller with each passing day. I had lost count of the days. Maybe it was even weeks since I last saw the sky.I hadn't felt the wind on my face. Hadn't seen the woman I had come to love.I was broken. My mind had dulled to a numbness. It kept me from feeling the gravity of my situation too much. When the guards brought me food, I ate without tasting its flavor. When they left me in the dark, I slept without dreams.I felt like I was a shell of who I once was. A shadow of the alpha I’d been. I wasn't the strongest anymore. I was far from that.On some days, Ronan would visit me. He'd refuse to tell me what day it was. He’d stand just at the edge of my cell looking in with a smile that made my skin crawl. I never responded.I had nothing left to say. His voice was just another noise in the endless void that had become my e
MAXINEI was getting painfully used to Ronan.I almost started to look forward to his footsteps outside my door. It was different than the others. He wasn't loud but his steps were confident. He wore boots, almost all the time.I anticipated the door unlocking and the soft shuffle of boots against the stone floor as he slipped inside my room. This time was no different, so I thought. I heard the familiar sounds. But when he stepped inside, I knew something was off.Ronan didn’t greet me with his usual smirk or even a sarcastic comment. His eyes were dull. It didn't have the sharp glint of malice that was usually dancing in his eyes. Instead of the easy swagger, his movements were slower, almost hesitant.I couldn't recognize the man standing before me. This looked like a shadow of him. “Ronan?” I called carefully. I didn’t dare take a step closer. Not until I knew what mood he was in.He didn’t answer right away. His eyes wandered around the room. It was as if he’d never seen it befor