"Do not display such kind of behavior here, Asmada Ezra. The king decides whom to choose," Elder Eric said, staring at his daughter before turning to King Draven and bowing deeply."Long live the king. I apologize for my daughter's unbecoming behavior. I will ensure she is punished adequately," Elder Eric added, his face tightening with each word he spoke.King Draven smiled devilishly. The elder's willingness to discipline his daughter amused him. He had not expected Eric to be so deferential—instead, he had anticipated outrage, especially given how close he had come to ending his daughter's life. But Lord King Darven is very wary because he knows the Elder Eric's games and he was not ready to play games with him."What punishment do you intend to give her? Your daughter dared to reach for a position that is not hers and insult my mate. She must face consequences. So, tell me, what punishment do you deem fit for her crimes?" Draven asked, his tone laced with mockery as he observed th
Slowly, Aurora strode to the door, arranging her hair. She refused to let fear control her—not fear of the guards or any man she encountered on her way out. Kael had made her believe all men were dangerous lunatics, and she had fallen for his trap. But it wasn’t entirely her fault; his convincing rhetoric had once seemed absurd but now rang hauntingly true.Her breath hitched as the memories of the previous night crept in. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t stop thinking about it—being violated, abused, and then rejected by the man destined to be her mate. He had taken her last shred of pride. All she wanted now was to run far away, even if it meant fleeing to her death.Aurora inhaled deeply, shaking her head to clear the dark thoughts threatening her resolve. "No," she whispered fiercely. Lucas would not ruin her mission. He would no longer have power over her through the horrors he inflicted. She would grow stronger and seek vengeance on him and the entire Red Moon Pack. Th
The door creaked, the noise making Aurora’s heart leap into her throat. She darted behind the wall, her breath shallow. These were vampires—they could hear even the faintest sound and track her scent with ease. If they caught her, they would drag her back without hesitation.But then, a thought struck her. Why hadn’t they killed her already? Vampires and werewolves were sworn enemies. A shiver ran down her spine. Perhaps they were simply waiting for the perfect moment to end her. She shook her head. No, she wouldn’t let them have the chance. If she could find the border separating this pack’s territory from the barren lands beyond, she might just have a chance.Cautiously, she crept out from her hiding spot. The mansion was surrounded by thick woods—perfect for her escape. She moved quietly, darting between trees and bushes, her senses on high alert."Inform the council that Elder Eric’s daughter will be punished in front of them all in the Civil Hall for insulting me and my mate. Thi
Kael stood in his room, listening to the guard he had sent to search for the omega. Aurora had been missing since the previous night, and he knew why. He was the only one who had any idea what he had done to her, and he planned on keeping it that way. He couldn’t risk tarnishing his image over a worthless omega."The omega is nowhere to be found, Alpha Kael. We have searched every corner of the pack, but she could not be located," the guard said, bowing deeply."Hmm," Kael murmured. "So you’re telling me that the omega has escaped from the forest, and no one has any idea where she has gone? No one saw her leave?"Kael walked to his bed and sat down, his tone calm but carrying a sharp edge."Perhaps the omega ran away out of heartbreak," Elizabeth said as she approached him, sitting on his lap. "After all, who wouldn’t be devastated after being rejected by their mate in front of the pack?""You’re right," Kael replied, a smirk playing on his lips. "But I hope she doesn’t bring any harm
Draven ran through the forest, his nose picking up every scent that passed through his sight: the scents of leaves, trees, plants, flowers, and birds that chirped in the trees.He stopped, perceiving the soft wisp of his mate’s scent. She must not have run too far. She was a weak werewolf who needed protection, and that thought drove him forward. He ran further into the lands, following her scent.Her scent led him toward the pack border, the line that separated his pack from the lands of the rogues.Quickly, using his vampire speed but not running too fast so that he wouldn't lose her scent, he moved toward the pack borders. As he did, he also detected the scents of his pack members running in his direction.Concentrating his senses to locate his mate's scent, which he found more important at that moment, he knew that if she crossed the border, she would be killed. There was no denying it.His blood boiled with fear, anger, and rage at the thought. His mate would not die, nor would s
She was still in shock, dazed, and not believing what he said. How could he possibly be her mate? Something was wrong—something was totally wrong. She was not meant to have another mate.She tried stepping back from him, but he wasn’t allowing it. Instead, he..."What did you say you are?" she asked again, perhaps thinking she was dreaming or imagining herself dreaming. NO! She shook her head. She could never imagine herself getting mated to someone as ruthless and untamed as him."I am your mate. Haven’t your wolf told you that?" he said."I don’t have a wolf!" she replied, now pushing him forcefully away from her. She could tell he wasn’t expecting that.Draven stared at her, surprised by her actions and her response. She didn’t have a wolf, but her scent proved otherwise—she was a werewolf. She also had incredible strength to push him so hard.But that wasn’t what baffled him. He was still shocked by her sudden confession. That was news he wasn’t prepared for."Are you going to rej
She had almost forgotten—her newly found mate, the Vampire King, was, in fact, a vampire.When she turned back, she met Draven's intense gaze. She instinctively took a step back, but not before noticing the way he narrowed his eyes in irritation. Clearly, he was displeased with her reaction."I will give you the space you asked for, but as I said, I am not a being of patience. Do not keep me waiting. Also, this is my room—I do not wish to see you trying to escape again. The security around my chambers is tight, so don't think you can play silly games anymore," Draven said. He cast her one last look before leaving the room, leaving Aurora in a daze.Something twisted inside her at his words. She wasn’t sure what it was, so she let it slide. Then, her mind processed what the Vampire King had just said.His room!Her eyes widened at the thought. Why would he keep her in his room when he had promised to stay away from her? She looked around. Indeed, the space exuded the luxury and authori
It had been three days since she received the letter summoning her presence, and now, Aurora stood in the midst of the high-ranking vampires. As she stepped into the vast hall, the murmurs that had filled the air earlier hushed, and the vampires instinctively moved four feet away from her, as if her very existence was something to be cautious of.Her eyes darted around the room, searching for a familiar face, but there was no sign of Lilith. She hadn't seen her for a while and wondered if she was present, hidden among the silent onlookers.Aurora wrapped her arms around herself as a shiver ran down her spine. The presence of werewolves in the same room as her made her uneasy. Their cold, calculating stares felt like they were piercing through her, their expressions unreadable.The Judgment Hall, as she had come to know, was a grand yet imposing place. Elevated seats lined the room, towering over the ground, accessible only by staircases that gave the elders and high officials an air o
Carlos and Aurora emerged from the tunnel, the hidden panel sliding shut behind them. The passage had left streaks of ash and blood on their clothes, but there was no time to rest—not while the scent of betrayal still lingered in the air.“Where now?” Aurora asked, eyes scanning the dim corridor. Her body remained tense, alert, even as her breath slowed.Carlos narrowed his gaze, nostrils flaring. “Back to the dungeons,” he said. “If Kael and Elizabeth were released from there, someone had to break the lock—or use a key.”They moved swiftly through the lower levels of the castle, avoiding the main hallways where patrolling guards could be seen in the distance. Carlos kept to the shadows, Aurora moving beside him with the grace of a predator. The halls beneath the palace had always felt heavy with secrets, but tonight, the air seemed denser. Something foul lingered in every breath.As they neared the entrance to the dungeon wing, Carlos halted, raising a hand.“You smell that?” he aske
The castle loomed in uneasy silence as dawn's first light crept across the sky. The air inside the stone corridors was still, heavy with tension. Carlos, still wearing his bloodstained armor, paced the length of the war room. His mind reeled from the ambush, from Kael’s venomous words… and from the gnawing sense of danger he couldn’t shake.Aurora.Draven’s mate hadn’t been seen since the king left. And now, with the chaos outside and betrayal within, Carlos could no longer assume she was safe. He had sent messengers to every wing of the castle, ordered every guard to sweep the halls—but no sign of her.He returned to her chamber personally, pushing open the heavy door, calling her name. Silence greeted him.The bed was neatly made. Her crimson cloak was gone. But something caught his attention.A strange scent.Carlos's sharp vampire senses caught it immediately—something not quite vampire, not quite werewolf. He inhaled deeper. It was faint, but recent.His eyes scanned the room. Th
The war room buzzed with tension, lit by the dull glow of enchanted magical lanterns. Maps of the Eastern vampire territories were spread across the grand table, red ink marking the fallen clans. King Draven stood at the head, his arms crossed over his broad chest, crimson eyes burning with barely contained fury. Around him, his council whispered nervously, exchanging fearful glances."We must respond swiftly," said Carlos, Draven's loyal assistant. He pointed to the affected regions. "They've struck seven clans already. We can't risk losing the Eastern front."Elder Eric slammed his hand on the table, drawing all attention. "We should not involve the other vampire clans in this, Your Majesty. This is a werewolf conflict. Bringing in outsiders will only sow discord."Draven's jaw tightened. "Seven of our own have fallen, Elder. They were not outsiders. They were family.""And seeking help makes us look weak," Eric hissed. "We are Vampires. We do not beg."Draven’s gaze snapped to him
The dungeon was cold, echoing with the anguished cries of those who had defied King Draven. A torch flickered on the stone wall, casting sharp shadows over Delilah’s bruised face. She was shackled to a post, her knees scraped and bleeding. Aurora stood nearby, her hands trembling as she clung to Draven’s arm. Kael and Elizabeth were locked in the adjoining cells, silent for once, their eyes avoiding Aurora’s gaze.Draven stood tall, his piercing crimson eyes narrowed on Delilah. "Tell me why Aurora has no wolf," he demanded, his voice cold, commanding, and echoing with authority.Delilah winced, her lips dry and cracked. A beat of silence passed before she finally spoke. "It was an order from the late Alpha Rowan," she croaked, shame dripping from every word. "He... he wanted to dull her wolf, to sever her bond with the beast within. So... so she wouldn't fight back. So she wouldn't claim what was rightfully hers."Aurora flinched. Her heart twisted as the weight of betrayal pressed a
As the tension in the hall settled, the scent of Alpha Rowan's blood lingering in the air, King Draven stood tall amid the chaos. His crimson eyes swept over the crowd of shivering wolves and subdued vampires. With a single flick of his hand, his guards closed in on the three figures trying to escape into the shadows—Delilah, Elizabeth, and Kael."Seize them," Draven commanded, his voice calm yet thunderous, echoing with a power that could not be denied.The guards obeyed immediately, shackling the trio with enchanted chains that shimmered faintly under the moonlight. The crowd parted as they were dragged through the assembly, their heads lowered in shame. Aurora stood still, her fists clenched, the truth clawing at the edges of her mind. Something inside her told her she was on the brink of unraveling a past that had been stolen from her.Draven followed his prisoners into the dungeon below the castle, a place built to break the strongest of wills. The stone corridors were damp, lit
Draven’s voice echoed like thunder across the ballroom, silencing every murmur. “Bring him in,” he commanded, his tone sharp and absolute.All eyes turned toward the massive doors as they creaked open. Every person brought in through that entrance so far had unraveled secrets buried deep in blood and betrayal. This one was no different.Kael’s eyes widened the moment he saw who had been dragged into the hall. His shock quickly morphed into fury, his body vibrating with rage.“How dare you bring my father here!” Kael snarled. “You attacked Red Moon Pack? You invaded our home!”He took a step forward, but Draven’s guards moved swiftly, blocking his path with unflinching precision.Draven's expression remained cold. “Your father stole the Alpha title from my mate’s father,” he said, his voice low but heavy with truth. “He murdered him in cold blood and claimed the title that never belonged to him.”The crowd gasped, whispers rippling like wildfire. The shame of the Red Moon Pack was unra
Elizabeth turned sharply, her eyes locking on the people clapping their hands, mocking the tension in the air."How dare you deceive us?!" she screamed, her voice rising above the murmurs of the crowd.The room fell into complete silence. Kael turned to look at Elizabeth, his eyes begging her to stop. He slowly shook his head, trying to urge her into silence. But Elizabeth was past reasoning. Rage, betrayal, and a seething jealousy frothed within her.She couldn't believe Aurora was not only alive but thriving—standing proud in the very place she had once been humiliated."You came to my pack to deceive me," Elizabeth spat. "And now you have the audacity to insult me? You slut!"Before the final word even landed, Draven had moved. In the blink of an eye, he had Elizabeth pinned to the wall, one hand wrapped around her throat, lifting her off the ground with terrifying strength."Don’t you ever call my mate a slut again," he snarled, his crimson eyes glowing with fury. "If you do, I wi
As Draven was about to walk toward the werewolves, who were already laughing heartily and sipping one of the finest imported wines, a hand gently touched his shoulder.“Son.”Queen Lilith’s voice was soft, but it held a weight of emotions buried under centuries of silence. Slowly, King Draven turned to face his mother. He had only agreed to invite her to his mate celebration because Aurora had insisted. She missed the queen and wanted her there. Draven had relented, not because of sentiment, but to make Aurora happy.“I told you not to cross my path,” Draven said coldly, his gaze dropping to the elegant black and silver dress he had specifically chosen for her to wear.“You can’t hold this grudge forever, you know,” Lilith replied, her tone calm but weary. “I even wore this dress just to please you. You know I never wear what you pick for me.”She reached out to touch his shoulder again, a fragile attempt at reconciliation, but Draven shifted away before her fingers could graze him.“
Warning, Matured context.“First thing first, the child does not belong to Kael,” Aurora said, picking up a pen and flipping through a book. She was deep in thought, formulating the perfect plan.“Which child?” Draven asked, now sitting up. His mate was like a machine—a calculating force with a clear mission, and he couldn’t help but feel drawn to her intensity.“The child that Elizabeth bore doesn’t belong to Kael,” Aurora replied, her voice steady and confident. “The child belongs to her true mate, who was previously her ex-boyfriend, Ronald. I know Ronald—I always caught them sneaking out of her room. Even in broad daylight, I would hear their moans and screams. But suddenly, Ronald disappeared from the pack. No one knew where he went. Soon enough, he was forgotten.” Aurora stated the hard facts as if they were nothing but simple truths.Draven stared at her in shock, trying to process her words. “How did you find out about this?” His voice was tinged with disbelief. How had she un