VESTA'S POVI sat in the dark room, the silence heavy around me like a suffocating blanket. Each moment felt like an eternity, the weight of my confinement pressing down on me like a prison of my own making.I loathed Lucius for treating me like a common prisoner, confining me to this wing of the palace as if I were just a pawn in his twisted game. I felt like I was losing a piece of myself every day, and something told me Lucius knew exactly what he was doing to me. He wouldn't stop unless I stopped him myself.The next morning, after having breakfast on the balcony, I returned to my room to stare at the ceiling. I tried convincing myself that I wasn’t going mad and that this was perfectly normal for someone who supposedly cared about me.An omega arrived in the room with a stack of books from the library. She hesitated at the threshold, her eyes darting nervously around as if expecting danger."Good morning, Miss Vesta," she greeted timidly. She seemed so young and fearful. I wondere
I stormed out of Vesta's room, my mind ablaze with frustration and anger. The air crackled with tension as I made my way to the sparring room, my footsteps echoing loudly in the empty corridors. I needed an outlet for the turmoil raging within me, and the clash of steel against steel seemed like the perfect remedy.As I entered the sparring room, I could sense Roland's presence before I even heard his voice. He was waiting for me, his stance poised and ready for battle."Lucius," he greeted, his voice calm and steady. "I've been expecting you."I didn't bother with pleasantries. Instead, I grabbed a training sword and took up a defensive stance, my muscles coiled like a spring ready to unleash its fury.We circled each other, the tension thick between us as we prepared for the clash to come."Roland," I replied, my voice tight with restraint. "Let's get started."And with that, the battle began. Blow after blow, we sparred with a ferocity born of years of training and discipline. The c
I mustered up the courage to approach Lucius, hoping he might grant me a sliver of freedom. "Lucius, may I speak with you?" I asked tentatively, my voice barely above a whisper. I wasn't expecting anything sane from him if we are beings serious; i just hoped that he would do this for me at least. He turned towards me, his posture rigid and his expression unreadable. The dark hollowness of his eyes still scare me so much. "What is it, Vesta?" he replied curtly."I... I was wondering if I could visit my old pack," I began, my voice faltering slightly. "I haven't heard from them since I left, and I just... I need to know if they're alright."Lucius's face darkened with anger. "Visit your old pack?" he repeated incredulously. "And what exactly do you think you'll accomplish by doing that?""I just want to see my family," I pleaded, my voice trembling with emotion. "I need to know if they're safe."He scoffed, his tone dripping with disdain. "You left your pack willingly, Vesta," he remin
ALPHA LUCIUS’S POVThe room grew tense as I heard Vesta’s hand slap the man’s cheek. The sound echoed like a thunderclap. My jaw clenched in fury, my wolf inside seething with rage at the humiliation she caused me.I stood up, my voice cold and commanding. "Enough," I growled. "Take her to the dungeon."The guards moved quickly, grabbing Vesta by the arms. She struggled against them, her protests bouncing off the stone walls. Her voice rose in desperate pleas, but I ignored her cries. She crossed a line, and now she had to face the consequences.As they dragged her away, her screams still ringing in my ears, I turned to the man she had slapped. "I apologize for the disturbance," I said calmly, hiding the turmoil inside me.He waved off my apology. "No harm done," he replied, amused. "But she should face some consequences for her actions."I bristled at his words, my patience wearing thin. "That is not your concern," I snapped. "Vesta will be dealt with accordingly."He raised an eyebro
I blinked, water stinging my eyes as my surroundings slowly came into focus. My heart hammered in my chest as I took in the dimly lit room, the shadows dancing in eerie patterns across the walls. Lucius sat at the table, a dark silhouette against the faint glow of candlelight."What's going on?" I rasped, my voice barely a whisper as I struggled to make sense of the situation.Lucius's voice cut through the silence like a blade, cold and unforgiving. "Do you understand the gravity of your actions?" he demanded, his tone laced with barely contained fury.I swallowed hard, my throat dry as sandpaper. "I... I was only defending myself," I stammered, the words tumbling out in a rush as I tried to explain.But before I could finish, hands seized me, dragging me forward until my head was submerged in icy water. Panic clawed at my chest as I fought for air, the world narrowing to the suffocating darkness that engulfed me.They pulled me up, gasping and choking as water streamed down my face.
VESTA’S POV I blinked, the dungeon's darkness giving way to flickers of light as the door swung open. My heart pounded in my chest as I watched, my breath catching in my throat. What was happening? What did Lucius want from me now?I could list a thousand things that monster was coming to do to me, and I wasn’t even prepared to face him. I have no interest in his disgusting face. To my surprise it wasn’t him, it was a bunch of other people. The maids bustled around the room, their movements swift and purposeful. I said nothing, my silence a shield against the uncertainty that swirled around me like a storm.They packed away the sheets, their hands moving with practiced ease. I watched in silence, my thoughts a jumble of confusion and fear. What orders has that mad man given them again this time?Finally, they turned to me, their faces impassive masks. "Follow us, ma’am" one of them said, her voice devoid of emotion.I nodded, my steps hesitant as I trailed behind them. Was this the e
The night stretched on, the darkness thickening around me like a suffocating shroud. Sleep eluded me, my mind awash with a whirlwind of thoughts and fears.I tossed and turned, the weight of uncertainty pressing down on me like a leaden weight. What awaited me on the other side of morning? What twisted games did Lucius have in store for me now?But there was no time for doubt, no room for hesitation. I had to be strong, to steel myself against the darkness that threatened to consume me.Dawn broke, casting feeble rays of light through the tiny windows of the room. I rose, the exhaustion of sleepless nights weighing heavy on my shoulders.The hours passed in a blur, each moment dragging on like an eternity. And then, suddenly, he was there—Lucius, his presence looming over me like a shadow in the darkness."It is time," he said, his voice a low, menacing growl.I braced myself, the weight of his words hanging heavy in the air between us. This was it—the moment of reckoning, the culminat
“They are coming, Mayrr, they are coming for us all. We need to move very soon,” the older man groaned from the door, and the woman looked up, tears filling her eyes as she watched her little baby covered in sweat and red from whatever he was infected with. He was in pain, and she couldn’t help him. That alone was breaking his heart; he didn’t know why it was happening, but it wasn’t the way he planned for his life to go. He closed the door gently, making sure not to draw unwanted attention to himself; he approached his young wife. He rubbed her head before placing it on his chest, and he knew everything would be alright soon; they just needed more time. Everything happening around them was enough for a sane man to lose his mind, but Liet knew he had to stay put for the sake of his family. “We would see this through, Mayrr. We would, I promise you.” He whispered with his voice cracking at the end, and they both fell silent while Mayrr cried. She cried for everything they had lost and