ScarlettThe packhouse cells were filled with a chilling silence as I made my way back to Rebecca’s cell. My steps were deliberate, my intentions clear and focused. Finn’s protective instincts had been subdued, but my desire for revenge was sharp and exact.I unlocked the cell door with deliberate movements. Rebecca’s screams echoed off the cold, unyielding walls of her cell, creating a symphony of anguish in my ears. She was shackled to a chair in the center of the damp room, her frail body trembling. Her once haughty demeanor had vanished, replaced by raw, unfiltered fear. It was a poetic sight to see the predator become the prey.“Scarlett,” she rasped, her voice weak from hours of crying. Her tear-streaked face tilted up to meet my gaze, her once-pristine blonde hair now tangled and matted. “Please... I’ve had enough. Let me go. I’ll do anything!”Anything.The word lingered in my mind, tickling a dark satisfaction in my chest. Anything? What a hollow promise from someone who had
ScarlettThe pack hall felt warm and inviting as Alisha stood before me. Her appearance had changed. She looked thinner, more cautious, her eyes holding a complexity I hadn’t seen before.She stood before me, a ghost from my past. Her presence was both tormenting and promising redemption. The air between us was heavy with unspoken memories and pain that words couldn’t convey.“Scarlett,” she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. “Is that you, sister?”“Yes,” I whispered softly. Looking at how broken she was tore at my heart. It shattered me to see her in this state, and I wished I could kill Dickson over and over again.As I reached out to embrace Alisha, she stepped back, her eyes filling with a mix of pain, anger, and fear.“Don’t come near me,“ she snapped, her voice a fragile weapon.The rejection felt like a sharp knife cutting through me. I could see the memories flooding her eyes - memories of what she had done to me under Dickson’s command. The months of trauma had left
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Nina“Make sure you bring her back,” Lucas said, his voice dripping with warning. His eyes raked over me with barely concealed disgust, as if I were something he’d scraped off his boot. “If you fail—” He paused, letting the threat hang in the air. “I will make you regret what happened to Scar.”My hands clenched at my sides, rage burning in my chest. The audacity of this man, trying to blame me for his own cruelty toward his mistress. But I swallowed my anger, forced my lips into a demure smile. “Yes, master. I won’t disappoint you.”Today was the day. Finally, I would drag that privileged bitch from her Luna throne. If only Scarlett had done as she was told, if she’d just listened to Father and taken my place as Lucas’s plaything, none of this would have happened. I’d never known such suffering until Lucas broke me.“Don’t make me regret betting on your sister,” he said with a scoff, rising from his chair.I watched him approach, noting the predatory gleam in his eyes. Oh, Scarlett,
Nina. Rage boiled through my veins at his statement. I was his? Like hell! My emotions took control, and before I could think, I lunged forward and slammed my fist into his face. He staggered backward, shock flashing across his features. I stood frozen, heart thundering in my chest, each breath coming in short gasps as heat crept up my neck and burned across my cheeks. “How could you, bastard? I am your mate!” I yelled. “My mate?” The word dripped with contempt as he rubbed his reddening cheek. “Do I look like someone desperate enough to claim you?” Something shattered inside my chest like splintering glass. The pain ripped through me, white-hot and searing, his rejection striking deeper than any physical disaster could have. Each heartbeat sent fresh waves of agony coursing through my body, as if lightning had found its home in my veins. I felt the pain. I was overwhelmed by a mix of anger and sadness, my heart aching with the sting of his words. A cold emptiness settled in my ch
ScarlettA knock at the door broke through the afternoon quiet, drawing my attention to Alisha. “Luna?”“Who is it?” I called out.“It’s me,” came her familiar voice.“Come in.” The door creaked open as Snow entered, her head bowed respectfully. “What do you want, Snow?”“Luna,” she said, maintaining her deferential posture. “Someone is here for you.”I straightened myself before I rose on my feet, instantly alert. “Who?” Visitors were rare enough, but I had no one who would seek me out. “Name?”“Nina,” Snow replied softly. “She identified herself as your sister.”The name struck me like a punch. The last time I saw her was that night.My hands grew cold as memories flooded back - Nina’s cruel smirk, her vindictive pleasure in my pain, her part in the attempted kidnapping. She should be in Stone Ridge Pack, not here at my doorstep.“Where is she?” I demanded, my voice coming out sharper than intended.“At the pack border.”“Let her in and take her to the pack hall,” I instructed. “I w
Scarlett“Jack helped me escape,” she explained, gratitude evident in the way she looked at him. “He worked in the pack as a guard and risked everything to get me out. But if I go back home, our parents will just send me back to Lucas. They won’t believe me about what he’s really like. They never listen...”I studied her face intently, searching for any sign of deception. The old Nina had been a masterful manipulator, but this woman before me seemed stripped of all pretense. Her pain felt raw and real, radiating from her in waves that my wolf could sense. This wasn’t the step-sister who had tormented me - this was someone who had been broken and rebuilt herself from the shards.Without conscious thought, I found myself saying, “I forgive you.”Nina’s head snapped up, disbelief written across her features.“The past is the past,” I continued, surprised by how much I meant it. “No one deserves what you went through, Nina. No one.”“I... thank you,” she whispered, fresh tears spilling do
NinaI stood there, nervously fidgeting with the edge of my sleeve, feeling the weight of Jack’s piercing gaze on me. His usual calm demeanor was gone, replaced by frustration.His jaw was clenched, and his eyes burned with anger. The tension in the room was suffocating, and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, betraying my calm exterior.“You knew all this time, Nina?” Jack’s voice was low, dangerously calm, but I could hear the underlying fury. “You knew your sister was the Luna of the Crescent Pack, and you never told me?”My throat felt dry, and the words stuck. The lie I’d told him earlier suddenly feeling like an impossible weight. How could I explain the fear that had kept me quiet?That deep-rooted fear of how he would react, how it could affect everything - especially with Lucas involved?“I... I didn’t know how to tell you, Jack,” I finally managed to speak, my voice shaky. I looked away from him, guilt pressing against my chest. “I was scared. Scared of how you’d rea
NinaThe guards’ iron grips left bruises on my arms as they dragged me across the cold stone floor. Their claws dug into my skin – not enough to draw blood, but enough to remind me of my newfound powerlessness.The Alpha’s command still rang in my ears.I was being thrown into the pack’s holding cells like yesterday’s garbage. The Alpha hadn’t even looked me in the eye when he gave the order. His face remained impassive, carved from stone.My legs scraped against the rough ground, my once-elegant dress now torn and dirty. The indignity of it burned hotter than any physical pain. How dare he? How dare Damon treat me like some common criminal?This wasn’t what I dreamt of. I was supposed to be the queen. The queen of this pack. Yet he threw me here without blinking his eyes.A bitter laugh escaped my throat, drawing warning growls from the guards.It has been a week. One miserable week since they brought me to this place, yet my worthless sister hasn’t bothered to appear. Just like all
Finn“Alpha!” The guard’s panicked voice echoed through the hall. “It’s Jack, sir. He’s not well. Something’s terribly wrong!”My chest tightened. If anything happened to Jack while in my custody, it would mean war with Stone Ridge Pack. “Show me,” I commanded, already striding toward the door. Lucas fell into step beside me, his face carved with worry.The prison air hit us first, thick with the metallic scent of blood and something else, something wrong. Jack’s agonized groans guided us to his cell, where we found him writhing on the floor, his body contorted in pain.“Jack!” Lucas rushed forward the moment the guard unlocked the cell. He dropped to his knees beside his Beta, hands hovering uncertainly over Jack’s trembling form. “What happened? What’s wrong?”Jack’s only response was another gut-wrenching groan. His eyes rolled back, sweat beading on his forehead. Whatever this was, it wasn’t natural.Lucas’s hands moved swiftly, pulling a small bottle from his pocket. The liquid i
ScarlettThe cold stone walls of the “other wing” seemed to press in on me, suffocating me with their silence.The maids had left quickly, their heads bowed in shame or fear, I couldn’t tell which.My body trembled, but it wasn’t the chill of the room that sent shivers down my spine.It was him. My mate. The man I once thought I could trust. The man I foolishly believed might stand by me.I hugged my arms to myself, replaying his words. “Don’t forgive me.” His voice had cracked, raw with pain, yet laced with a cruel finality that left me shattered.How could he? How could he be so blind, so consumed by his anger that he would cast me aside?Nina’s cries echoed in my mind. She was innocent, at least of the betrayal Finn accused her of.I had seen the desperation in her eyes, the trembling of her voice. She wasn’t lying.But Finn didn’t believe her.And now I was paying the price for daring to stand up for my sister.I paced the small room, my heart warring with itself. Part of me wante
FinnScarlett’s voice wavered with uncertainty. “I don’t know about that, Nina. How did Jack become your guard? Did you know he is the Beta of Stone Ridge Pack?”Nina’s response trembled with desperation. “No, sister, I didn’t know. He was the only one who showed me kindness. When everyone else ignored me, he became my friend. He fed me when no one else would. Please believe me, I had no idea he was their Beta.”The next words shattered the tension. “I believe you, Nina,” Scarlett whispered, her voice soft with conviction. “I know you are innocent.”My scoff cut through the moment like a blade. “Since you believe her so well,” I sneered, masking my inner pain behind a cruel smile.In one swift motion, I threw Nina to the floor. Her horrific scream echoed through the room.Scarlett lunged forward, but David’s iron grip held her back. He kept her firmly in place, preventing any intervention.“Guards,” I commanded.Instantly, they materialized at my side, heads bowed in immediate submiss
FinnThe room crackled with violent tension. “Who’s here?” Scarlett demanded, her grip on Nina loosening.“Luna,” David called, drawing Scarlett’s attention to him. “The Stone Ridge Pack is here, and they’re here for their Beta.” He paused, shifting his gaze to Nina, who was still on the floor. “Jack.” I exploded. “What the heck is going on?” I roared, my anger boiling. I knew Nina was bad news. Having her here was a disaster waiting to happen. I glared at her.The amusement lingered on her lips, but she quickly composed herself when our gazes met. No matter how fast she tried to hide it, I could see right through her. This fucking bitch. “Damon,” my Luna called, her voice shaking. “I—”“You don’t have to talk,” I growled, making her shiver. Immediately, I knew I’d made a mistake. Why did I let my emotions get the better of me? I exhaled sharply, composing myself as I stepped closer to her. “I need answers from your sister, and I don’t want you to interrupt, Luna,” I added, my to
Finn“Good morning,” I said, watching my mate stir in my arms. “Time to wake up, beautiful.”A blush colored her cheeks as her eyes fluttered open.“Morning, my love,” Scarlett murmured, pressing a soft kiss to my cheek.The gesture drew a low rumble of contentment from my chest. Even after all this time, she still had this effect on me.“Sleep well?” I asked, returning her kiss.“Perfectly.”We lingered in bed, savoring each other’s warmth until I finally spoke. “I need to get ready. I have to see Jack today.”Scarlett tensed beside me. “Jack?”I nodded. “Yes, Jack.”“Why?” Her voice had grown wary.“To interrogate him again. The last time I went to see him, I wasn’t satisfied with what he told me. So...” I studied my mate’s face, watching for her reaction.Scarlett had insisted Jack was innocent, but as Alpha, the final judgment rested with me. I hadn’t mentioned my previous visit to her - I couldn’t bear having her think I doubted her judgment.“You went behind my back?” Her voice
In the darkest corner, he stood motionless, his fingers tracing the edge of a recent photograph of them.The image captured Scarlett with her beautiful hair catching the sunlight, and Damon with his arm wrapped protectively around her waist.His breath hitched, a sound somewhere between a growl and a sob. Hatred burned in his chest like acid, eating away at whatever humanity remained.How dare they be happy? How dare they build their perfect little life while his lay in ruins around him?“Look at you both,” he whispered, his voice rough from disuse. “So perfect. So innocent.” His fingers dug into the photograph, creating deep creases across the smiling faces.His dark eyes narrowed as he studied their features. “If only they could see what I see; the destroyers, the thieves, the architects of my destruction.”Memories flooded back: how he had spent a lot of money to acquire her, yet she was stolen from him.He gritted his teeth together, hatred oozing off him as he gazed at the picture
NinaI slammed the door behind me, fury coursing through my veins as the image of them together burned in my mind.My sister’s soft moans, his hands on her body, their passionate kisses. It was torture. Pure, unadulterated torture.“Damn you, Damon,” I whispered, my nails digging into my palms until they nearly drew blood.The way he’d looked at me, with such contempt, such dismissal... it made my blood boil.And yet, beneath that anger lay something else, something I refused to acknowledge: desire.I hadn’t meant to fall for him. He was my sister’s mate, for Moon’s sake. But from the moment I first saw him, something inside me had shifted.The raw power that emanated from him, the dangerous glint in his eyes, the way he carried himself. Everything about him called to my wolf in ways I couldn’t explain.And now he was flaunting their relationship in front of me, deliberately torturing me with their intimacy. He knew. Of course, he knew.Alphas could sense these things, could they not?
NinaI lifted my head, an apology forming on my lips, but the words died in my throat.The man before me commanded attention without effort, tall and striking, with piercing blue eyes that seemed to hold depths I couldn’t fathom.He carried himself with the natural authority of someone who didn’t need to demand respect; it was freely given.Idiot. That is Alpha Damon. My wolf’s voice cut through my thoughts like a blade.I was completely captivated by his presence. He seemed perfect in every way. It felt like fate that we were meant to be together.Of course, only he deserved me. How could anyone else compare?I struggled to keep my emotions in check, but a gentle purr slipped out, revealing the intensity of my feelings even as I tried to stay composed.“I’m sorry, Alpha Damon,” I managed, struggling to keep my voice steady under his gaze. I had meant to sound confident, but his presence made it impossible.“What brings you here?" His tone was cool and controlled, but there was a hint