Neo POV Sitting in the dim light of my room, the only glow came from my laptop screen, flickering images of discipline and control from a site not known to the softer souls of our world. "Reform and Remold," the website promised, a place for werewolf alphas to send their wayward sisters, daughters, and female pack members to learn obedience, far from the forgiving eyes of their families. The camp, masked as a reformatory institute, was nothing short of a prison, its programs designed not to nurture but to break.As I scrolled through the testimonials, a twisted part of me lit up with a perverse satisfaction. The descriptions of the camp's regimen detailed a tortuous journey through rigorous physical trials that pushed the inhabitants to their limits, breaking them down to rebuild them as submissive members of their packs. Mentally, the training was even harsher, with techniques that bordered on psychological warfare, stripping them of any defiance or personality traits deemed undesir
Sky POV"He isn't going to thank you for this." Evie warned as I sat on my bed and listened to Neo's voice filtering through the door. I knew it was him without even needing to see his face or hear his voice—the desperation was like a signature scent. "He is such an insufferable dick, though." I muttered weakly. I couldn't help but feel a wave of disdain wash over me. "Do you not think he is trying?" Evie questioned as he reminded me of the time, again. "Nope, I don't trust him, not with his polished Mr. Nice Guy act." I explained because this crap he was pulling barely concealed the machinations underneath."I hope you're wrong." Evie expressed, but I could tell from her tone that she agreed with me. To make him think I couldn't hear him, I turned on the hairdryer, the loud whirring sound filling the room. I wrapped myself in a towel, my hair blown out in loose waves around my shoulders. Checking my phone, I smiled, seeing I had two minutes to get dressed and go down the stairs.
SKY'S POVStanding on the wrap-around porch, I gazed out at the rolling landscape, trying to take deep breaths. The vast expanse usually brought me comfort, but tonight, it felt like a bitter reminder of my isolation. The moon hung low and heavy, casting an eerie glow over the fields that seemed to stretch into infinity. How had my only remaining family turned out to be so cruel and twisted? Why had the moon goddess seen fit to give me a mate who seemed just as heartless? A cold breeze whispered through the tall grass, sending a shiver down my spine. I felt a deep pang of disappointment—things were turning out exactly as I had feared. I knew I shouldn't have let my guard down, even for a moment. I knew better than this; it was just like them to kick me when I was down.As I stared into the distance, my eyes caught the flicker of lights and the distant hum of laughter. Narrowing my eyes, I smirked slightly, seeing some of the pack members heading into the woods. They were around my age,
SKY’S POVFalling into step with the female pack member my brother had been dating when I left, I eyed her with a mix of curiosity and intrigue. This wasn't the Lucy I remembered. When I had left, she was loud, confident, and absolutely fearless—the kind of girl who commanded attention just by strutting into a room. But the girl beside me now was a shadow of her former self: meek, nervous, and so jumpy it was as if she expected the ground to swallow her up any second."What happened to you?" I asked, my eyes locking onto hers as I tried to decipher the changes in her demeanour."The same thing that happened to you," she laughed, but it was hollow, without joy. She picked up her pace, almost as if she was trying to escape from her own words. Confused and a bit alarmed, I tried to follow her through the crowd, calling out to her like a dumbass."Lucy, wait!" But she didn't stop.There was something big here, something I was missing, and it nagged at me, tugging at the edges of my conscio
NEO’S POVAs I sat at the head of the long, ornate dining table, my blood boiled beneath the surface. The scent of the lavish meal in front of us wafted through the air—roasted meats glistening under the chandelier, vegetables seasoned to perfection, and decanters of wine reflecting the flickering candlelight. But despite the exquisite setup, steam seemed to rise not just from the food but also from my head, my temper simmering just beneath the surface.I glanced at my watch without needing to; I knew exactly how late she was. Thirty-three minutes. Unacceptable. Punctuality was non-negotiable; any deviation was an affront to my authority. Sky's tardiness was a blatant disregard for both, a direct challenge to the structure I enforced within our pack.As I stewed in my growing anger, vivid fantasies of retribution played in my mind—dragging her out by her hair, locking her away until she learned obedience. The image of her, forced to submit and behave, the harsh discipline stripping aw
Zeke's POVThe heavy oak dining table groaned under the weight of untouched food, the flickering candlelight casting long shadows across the stone walls. Plates clinked, and silverware scraped, but I barely heard any of it. My foot tapped an impatient rhythm beneath the table, the sound drowned by the murmuring voices of the pack's higher ranks.I was waiting.Waiting for the idiot, Neo had sent upstairs to return with Sky. Leon had never been the sharpest tool in the shed; he was clumsy, slow and overindulged in the luxuries he had inherited and coasted through pack ranking thanks to Daddy's title and standing. But we all knew he was a polished turd.Waiting to hear the inevitable crashing, the screaming match that would follow, the fire that always erupted between those two when they were in the same room.But the house was silent.Too silent.I exhaled through my nose, my fingers tightening around the stem of my wine glass as realization dawned on me.She wasn't there.Of course, s
Sky POVThe fire crackled, casting flickering shadows across the clearing, painting everyone in shades of gold and sin. Laughter and music tangled in the air, the deep bass vibrating through my bones, amplifying the delicious burn of alcohol in my veins.I was floating.Weightless.For the first time since coming back, I wasn't thinking about Neo's plans, about Zeke's betrayal, about how much of a mistake this homecoming was.Right now, I was just here.And so was he.I wasn't thinking. I wasn't overthinking. For once, I was just feeling.Mr Interested—whose name I still didn't know and didn't care to ask—had his hands on me, and I wasn't stopping him. His dark eyes burned into mine, his fingers flexing on my waist as we swayed, our bodies dangerously close but not quite touching. The way he moved—confident, assured—told me he was used to getting what he wanted."You dance like trouble," he murmured against my ear, his breath hot and laced with whiskey. I smirked, tilting my head
Sky's POV"Mate, mate, mate!" Evie screamed in my mind, her voice a desperate, purring melody of need. She was practically rolling over in submission, her excitement vibrating through me as if she were pacing just beneath my skin."We are finally here, right where we belong," she sighed happily, her voice thick with longing. "Just a little more, Sky. Feel how he shudders? How his pulse is racing? He wants us—take what's ours!"I exhaled shakily, refusing to give in completely. "Not yet." I breathed. I had given him a taste, but if Zeke wanted more, it was his move now. This game of chess we played had rules—rules I refused to break.I let my lips hover over his, close enough that our breaths mingled, but I didn't close the gap. I wouldn't. He had to do that.But he didn't move.His body was taut, his hands gripping my waist with barely restrained control, but he stayed utterly still, his jaw locked as if holding himself back from something dangerous. A lesser girl might have pulled a
Zeke's POVEvery muscle in my body was wound tight, my wolf pacing just beneath my skin as I watched Sky stand across from Kade, her fists clenched, her breathing uneven.She shouldn't be here.She knew it. I knew it.And Neo?He was going to fucking love making an example of her.Kade shifted on his feet, rolling his shoulders like he was waiting for permission to strike. The cocky smirk tugging at his lips sent irritation crawling up my spine. Of course, he was enjoying this.Kade was a bully. He always had been.He was the type of fighter who liked to push others past their limits just to watch them break. He enjoyed winding men up, digging at their weaknesses until they snapped. He made warriors stronger, sure—but not without casualties.I had hoped, just for a second, that he'd be a little more respectful of Sky.She was Neo's sister, after all.But now? Watching the way he sized her up, the way his hands flexed like he was eager to tear into her? I wasn't sure who I was more wor
Sky's POVThe warmth of the early morning sun kissed my bare back, seeping into my muscles and easing the stiffness that had settled overnight. My body felt heavy, my mind still tangled in sleep, but the comfort was fleeting. I cracked one eye open, blinking against the golden light that flooded my room.And then I saw it.The tray. The fucking tray.I groaned, rolling onto my stomach, my forehead pressing into the pillow as frustration curled in my chest.I ate it.All of it.I had barely eaten at dinner, just stolen bites here and there, but my wolf had been starving. Tired, restless, pissed off. And when I had come back from my run, the smell of food had been too much to ignore.I hated myself for it.Hated that Zeke knew.Hated that he had been right—that I did need it."It's not a weakness to accept food from your mate, you know." Evie stirred in my head, stretching lazily."He's not my mate." I scowled, but deep down, something inside me twisted.Because even as I denied it, eve
Sky's POVI slipped into my room, closing the door softly behind me, my body still humming from the run, from Lucy's warning, from the feeling of being watched.But the moment I stepped inside, my chest tightened.I smelled him.Zeke.The scent was subtle but unmistakable—earthy, warm, laced with the slightest hint of something that always made my stomach twist in ways I hated.Evie stirred immediately, her presence sharp and alert. He was here.I know. I scanned the room, my pulse picking up despite myself. There was no sign of him, no lingering warmth of his presence, but my wolf knew. He left something.And then I saw it. On the nightstand. A tray of food, still warm—eggs, toast, bacon, even coffee. My throat tightened. “How did I miss him, I had just been in the kitchen?” I asked Evie, who said nothing, to invested in purring like a damn cat. Next to it, a single note.One word."Soon."My breath hitched. A promise. But a promise for what?My fingers curled around the small piece
Neo POVI sat behind my desk, my fingers steepled, my mind burning. The glass of whiskey in front of me sat untouched, the amber liquid swirling with each impatient tap of my fingers against the polished wood.Sky.Zeke.Their names alone left a bitter taste in my mouth, souring the air around me. I should have seen it coming. I should have known the moment I let that little bitch step foot back in my packhouse; she had started infecting it with her defiance.The way the pack looked at her tonight. The way they listened when she spoke. It was like she hadn't been gone for years. Like she belonged. Like they still saw her as Alpha blood. I clenched my jaw, my fingers curling into fists.That was my place.And Zeke?I had given him everything. Pulled him up from nothing. He was a fucking nobody before I made him my Beta. And yet—there he was. Hovering around Sky like a guard dog. His lips on her. His hands gripping her.My fingers twitched at the memory of Maverick's report, his descrip
Chapter 23 – Sky's POVI tossed and turned, the sheets tangling around my legs, my tank top and shorts clinging to my skin like a second layer of irritation. The room was too hot, too stifling, my body restless, itching to move, to do something.Sleep evaded me, slipping through my fingers every time I got close.With a frustrated groan, I threw the blankets off, my skin damp, my heart still thrumming with the residual heat from him. My fingers curled around the hem of my tank top, yanking it over my head and tossing it aside. The cool air kissed my bare skin, a small relief against the warmth pooling low in my stomach.I prayed for sleep to finally come. It didn't!Not after that hallway. Not after Zeke.I had laid in bed for hours, staring at the ceiling, my body still thrumming from the way his hands felt against my skin, from the way his lips had hovered over mine, from the way he'd looked at me. I hated that it had gotten under my skin. That he had gotten under my skin.Because n
Neo’s POVThe dining hall was silent, save for the distant clatter of dishes being cleared away. My grip tightened around the delicate stem of my wine glass, my patience hanging by a thread.Sky had been back for less than a day, and already she was making me look weak.I exhaled slowly, forcing myself to keep my posture relaxed, but inside, I was seething.The way she walked into dinner—smirking, dishevelled, deliberately testing me in front of my pack—was infuriating. And that wasn’t the worst part. No, the worst part was how they had looked at her.They weren’t just amused.They were watching.Assessing.Wondering if maybe, just maybe, my control over her wasn’t as absolute as they once believed.And that? That was dangerous.Sky had always been trouble, but this—this was different. She wasn’t just being difficult; she was being defiant. And in this world, defiance was a challenge. A test of dominance.I drained the rest of my wine and rose to my feet, my movements slow, deliberate
Sky POVZeke stared at me, his chest rising and falling in sharp, ragged breaths as I basked in my victory, savouring the power thrumming between us. His lips were parted, his pupils blown wide with barely restrained hunger, his hands twitching at his sides like he was debating whether to grab me or force himself to walk away.Then he moved.Fast.His hands shot out, reaching for me, but I was faster.I seized his wrists and twisted, using his own weight against him as I spun him around and slammed him back against the wall of the alcove. His back hit the cool stone with a dull thud, my body pressing flush against his, caging him in, keeping him right where I wanted him.The growl that tore from his throat was deep, raw, dominant—furious.And it wrecked me.My heart slammed against my ribs, my stomach clenched, and my thighs tightened involuntarily. I felt the strength in him, the way his body coiled beneath mine, letting me have this moment—but only for now.Deep down, I knew I was p
Sky's POV"Your brother is always watching! You know that!" Zeke uttered breathlessly against my cheek as I continued my exploration of his body, my fingers teasing over every hard muscle, every heated inch of skin.I smirked, dragging my nails lightly down his stomach, my lips grazing his jaw."Let him watch," I whispered, my breath fanning over his pulse point."It's the most action he's gotten in a while, from what I've heard.""How do you know that?" Zeke exhaled sharply, a laugh buried somewhere deep in his chest as he tilted his head slightly, eyes burning into mine. "You've only just got back." His brow lifted as I grinned, shifting against him just enough to make his breath hitch."I'm not the only one with connections in this pack, Z," I purred, my hand trailing dangerously lower. "And maybe if he did get some, he wouldn't be such a cock.""You might be right about that." Zeke let out a slow exhale, his lips quirking as he watched me with something unreadable, something dark
Zeke's POVI sat at the table, my body rigid, my jaw clenched so tightly it felt like my teeth might crack under the pressure. My eyes never left Sky, tracking her every move with the precision of a hunter—not for prey, but for protection.She was playing a dangerous game, one only she seemed to think she could win.Neo swirled his wine, his face an impassive mask, but I knew better. His patience had limits, and Sky was testing every single one of them. The pack members ate cautiously, avoiding eye contact, all hyperaware of the tension thick enough to suffocate the entire room.Sky sat there like she owned the damn place. Picking food off plates, tossing taunts like they were casual conversation, all the while smirking at Neo like she knew exactly how close he was to snapping.I had to give it to her. She wasn't afraid.Or maybe she was, but she refused to show it.That terrified me.I kept my posture relaxed, pretending to sip from my glass, but my attention was split between the tw