The air is thick with tension as Selena stirs from her restless sleep, her body aching from the aftermath of her recent ordeal. The creature that haunts her dreams is no longer a mere figment of her imagination; it has become a tangible threat, one that claws at the edges of her sanity. Her thoughts drift to Valentine, the vampire whose presence is as intoxicating as it is dangerous. She knows that their connection is a ticking time bomb, a fuse that could ignite at any moment, bringing untold destruction in its wake.She goes seeking Demika… finds herself in Demika's dimly lit room, the walls adorned with ancient sigils and the air heavy with the scent of burning sage. "Demika," Selena begins, her voice barely a whisper, "I need you to help me."The room is thick with tension as Selena paces back and forth, her eyes flickering with a storm of emotions. The events of the past few days have left her on edge, and now, the weight of a decision she never thought she’d make is pressing dow
Later that day, Selena finally gathers the courage to confront Wilson. She finds him in his office, buried in work, his face a mask of concentration and exhaustion. His fortunes have risen since defeating Cortis and the Hydra Pack, but the victory has come at a cost.Wilson has buried himself in work, his focus shifting from the battlefield to the boardroom. His company, already a titan in the business world, has only grown stronger after his victory over Cortis. The deals he is brokering now will secure his position as the most powerful billionaire in Clovis City, a king among men. But the weight of his newfound power is heavy, and the fury that fueled his victory still burns within him.Selena enters the room unannounced, her presence immediately pulling Wilson from his thoughts. He looks up, surprise and something else – guilt, maybe – flashing in his eyes. She finds him seated looking worn-out, his gaze fixed on the mountain of paperwork before him. "Wilson," she says, her voice br
Selena had just turned sixteen, her wolf still young, untested, and full of fire. The small but bustling district of Laketown, where she lived with her family—the Robinsons, was abuzz with whispers of a visit from the newly appointed Alpha of the Redbone Pack, Wilson. He was a man of imposing stature, having taken the mantle of leadership after his father’s assassination. At thirty-three, Wilson was determined to prove himself worthy of the respect that had been afforded to his father, and the weight of that legacy bore heavily on his broad shoulders.Wilson had come to Laketown under the guise of business, but his true purpose was more personal. He had followed his best friend and loyal beta, Jason, to visit Jason's mate, Gabrielle. Gabrielle was nineteen, strong-willed, and every bit a supposed Alpha's daughter that her lineage demanded. It was through her that Wilson first encountered Selena, a meeting that neither could forget.The day had been sweltering, the summer sun beating d
Back at the Robinsons, Selena paced her small room, her mind racing. She couldn’t believe she had spoken to the Alpha of the Redbone Pack like that—defied him to his face. But more than that, she couldn’t believe the way it made her feel.She had always been headstrong, unafraid to speak her mind, but something about Wilson had ignited a fire within her that she didn’t understand. When he looked at her, it was like he was trying to see into her soul, to strip away her defenses and uncover her deepest secrets. And she hated that—hated the way he made her feel vulnerable, exposed.Gabrielle watched her sister with a mix of concern and admiration. Selena had always been a handful, but this was different. "You really need to be careful, Selena," she warned gently. "Wilson is not someone you want to make an enemy of. He’s powerful, and he’s got a lot to prove. You don’t want to get caught in the crossfire."Selena stopped pacing and looked at her sister, her blue eyes fierce. "I don’t care
The night was eerily still, the kind of stillness that suffocates, pressing down on the chest with the weight of the inevitable. The full moon cast a pale, silvery glow over the sprawling woods that surrounded Wilson’s estate, the shadows of ancient trees stretching like the claws of a monster, eager to claim their prey. Inside the estate, Wilson stood alone in his study, his broad shoulders tense, his jaw clenched tight. The fire in the hearth crackled, but its warmth did nothing to ease the cold knot of dread in his stomach. He knew what he had to do, and he knew it would change everything.Charmaine was on her way.It had been two years since they had become involved—two years of a relationship built on politics, on the merging of powerful bloodlines, on the understanding that their union was as much about the strength of their packs as it was about them. She was the perfect candidate for Luna, the daughter of Alpha Bucky Briggs, fierce, cunning, and every bit the leader she was bo
Wilson can’t sleep, leaves Selena in the room who sleeps so soundly like tomorrow is her wedding day—he paces back and forth in his dimly lit office, the weight of the night pressing down on him like a suffocating shroud. He glances over at the window, where the full moon hangs ominously in the sky, casting long, menacing shadows across the room. His decision is final, yet doubt gnaws at him like a ravenous beast. He knows what he must do, but the consequences of his actions are uncertain, a ticking time bomb waiting to explode."Jason," Wilson calls out, his voice low and commanding. Jason steps forward from the shadows. His expression is one of concern and frustration. "You summoned me, Alpha," Jason says, his tone clipped. He knows something big is about to go down, and he isn't sure if he's going to like it.“Yea,” Wilson’s voice cuts through the silence, deep and commanding, “I have a task for you. Tomorrow, Charmaine’s execution will take place in the woods, at the execution ar
The early morning sun casts a pale light over Clovis City, but it does nothing to chase away the chill in Selena’s heart. The first light of dawn creeps through the curtains of Selena’s room as she stirs awake—got back from Wilson’s a little while back. The events of the previous day flash through her mind, and she feels a pang of anxiety twist in her stomach—the commitment she had made rings through her brain once more. She knows what she must do today, but the reality of it is daunting.She dresses quickly and rushes over to Demika’s home, her heart pounding with anticipation and urgency. Demika greets her at the door, her eyes wide with concern.“Demika,” Selena calls as she bursts through the door, met Granny Minama in the sitting room, her voice frantic with desperation. “Hey Granny, good morning… where’s Demi?”“Well, good morning… to you… too,” flummoxed of the stampede and unsure of what is up, points upstairs to her room. “She’s upstairs… Is everything alright?” She quizzes.
The execution arena is set deep within the woods, a secluded place where the pack gathers to witness the end of traitors and criminals. The air, once again, is thick with tension as the council members take their seats, their eyes filled with anticipation and dread.Selena arrives, her head held high, despite the turmoil inside her. She knows she must project confidence, strength. She is the executioner, and she must act like one.The crowd murmurs as Charmaine is brought out, her chains clinking ominously as she is led to the center of the arena. Her eyes, once defiant, now gleam with a sinister glee as she spots Selena. A smirk twists her lips as she realizes her executioner is none other than the young wolf she despises."Se-fucking-lena," Charmaine sneers, her voice dripping with malice. "I never thought you’d have the guts to face me. This is going to be fun… the fucking moon god decided to smile at me one last time after all."Selena says nothing, her gaze cold and unyielding. T