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
NinaIn the blink of an eye, he stripped me of my clothes. “I won’t get angry,” he said, pausing as his gaze locked onto mine. His eyes were filled with desire as he roughly grabbed my breasts. A low moan escaped me, primal and raw, as if I were a wolf in heat.“Because you dared to call me a guard to your sister,” he added.“Mmm.” I covered my mouth, embarrassed by the sounds I was making. I couldn’t believe I was moaning. Worse, I was beginning to love everything about his touch.“I own you. You’re my property, sunshine. My whore.”I could have been angry at his words, furious even, but instead, they fanned the flames of pleasure inside me. I gasped as his hand suddenly shoved inside my core.“This hole belongs to me.”Before I could react, I was thrown onto the bed. Jack approached me like a wounded wolf, his body and eyes shimmering with desire. I watched, unable to look away, as he undressed himself one after the other.He smirked as he caught me staring. “I know you love it,” he
NinaScarlett’s gifts felt like a searing poison on my skin. Each carefully selected item was a calculated insult - a reminder of her distinguished superiority, her attempt to reconcile me with expensive trinkets.My fingers traced the delicate silver bracelet, my nails digging into my palm, transforming the gesture of admiration into a silent show of rage.My body still ached from Jack’s brutal encounter, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the strategy taking shape in my mind.I dressed carefully, choosing a deep burgundy dress that concealed my bruises.When the maid knocked, interrupting my seething thoughts, I took a moment to compose myself. My reflection in the mirror showed a woman perfectly poised, betraying nothing of the volcanic fury churning beneath the surface.“Who?” I asked.“It’s me, ma’am,” Sarah, the maid who’d delivered Scarlett’s gifts, replied.“Enter,” I called, my voice smooth and gentle.“Is there something you need?” I asked, not bothering to look d
AlishaThe sight of Nina standing so close to Scarlett sent an uncontrollable wave of disgust rolling through me. I forced myself to stay composed, though every instinct screamed to rip her facade apart.Her sweet-talking words were insincere, like poison dripping from her lips.Scarlett, naive as ever, couldn’t see through the lies. I could, though. I had learned to recognize the venom of a viper in sheep’s clothing long ago.My fingers clenched into fists beneath the dining table as I watched Scarlett embrace her. It was the same embrace that once offered me solace during my darkest days. Now, it was wasted on someone like Nina. A schemer who thought she could worm her way into Scarlett’s trust and steal everything from her.“Sister," I called out sharply, my voice slicing through the air. Nina turned to me, her expression softening into a mask of false concern. I couldn’t help but smirk inwardly. Did she really think I couldn’t see through her act?She started to speak, but I silenc
Alisha The room felt suffocating after Scarlett left, her scent lingering in the air. A mix of confusion, hurt, and that damned unwavering trust. My wolf paced beneath my skin, her agitation making it impossible to stay still. Each step across the hardwood floors echoed in the silence, matching the thundering of my heart. How could Scarlett be so blind? Nina wasn’t just a threat. She was a viper wearing a sister’s skin. And Jack? My wolf snarled at the mere thought of him. He wasn’t just some ordinary guard. Every instinct I possessed screamed danger whenever he was near, his presence like oil slicking across my senses. A soft knock interrupted my thoughts. I turned to see David, Scarlett’s loyal beta, standing in the doorway. His expression was calm, but his eyes betrayed a flicker of concern. “I heard the commotion,” he said, stepping inside. “What happened?” I hesitated, unsure of how much to divulge. David had always been a steady presence, but even he seemed to hold Scarlett
ScarlettThe quiet hum of the night settled over the packhouse, but sleep was far from my grasp. Alisha’s words churned in my mind, relentless as waves crashing against a stubborn shore.“She doesn’t see what’s right in front of her!”I pressed my hand against the cool window glass, gazing into the darkness where our pack’s territory stretched endlessly. Tonight, the vast expanse felt suffocating. Within me, my wolf stirred uneasily, sharing my disquiet.Nina’s tear-streaked face flickered in my mind, so vivid it could have been real. The bruises that marred her pale skin, the tremble in her voice when she begged for sanctuary—how could all of it be a lie?And yet…My wolf’s disapproval rumbled through me. Trust your instincts, Scarlett. You’ve always known what she is.My fists tightened, muscles coiled with tension as instincts whispered caution. They had betrayed me before, but something felt different this time. Nina’s apology wasn’t just words; it carried genuine remorse. Her tra
ScarlettThe packhouse dissolved into controlled chaos, medical staff rushing in, their footsteps echoing urgently through the hallways.Nina’s trembling body consumed my entire focus, her fragile form seeming to collapse inward, overwhelmed by whatever Jack had begun to reveal.“Out,” I commanded Jack, my voice a low growl that brooked no argument. “Now.”Jack retreated, his expression a mixture of something unreadable - guilt, perhaps? Calculation? I couldn’t quite place it. Alisha followed close behind him, casting a quick, inscrutable glance over her shoulder.The doctor, a middle-aged wolf with graying temples and kind eyes, approached Nina. His hands were gentle but professional as he began examining her. Her breathing remained ragged, shallow gasps that seemed more emotional than physical.“Luna,” he said softly, “perhaps we should move her to a more private space.”I nodded and gently picked up Nina, who felt light and fragile. A stark contrast of the sister I remembered from
LucasWhen I was completely satisfied, I left the room with purposeful strides.Walking down the hallway toward my father’s chamber where his body lay, I could hear the shocked whispers about my inappropriate attire.Their disapproval washed over me like a sweet melody, but I didn’t give a damn about their pathetic opinions.“Alpha,” Jack greeted me as soon as I stepped in, his voice tight with barely contained anger.“Where is my father?” I asked, pretending not to notice.Jack’s eyes traveled slowly over my bright clothing, disgust visible in his gaze.Even when he didn’t speak, I already knew what churned behind those judgmental eyes. Why was I dressed like this, as if attending a celebration rather than mourning my own flesh and blood?“Why are you dressed like this, Lucas?” he asked, deliberately using my name instead of my title.“What dress?” I asked, looking down at myself. “The way I dress, is something wrong with that?” I enjoyed playing this game, forcing him to spell out h
Lucas“Please,” she began, her voice trembling with exhaustion. “Allow me to rest.”“Not until I’ve had my fill,” I replied coldly, a merciless gleam in my eyes as I grabbed her wrist with bruising force before pushing her to the sofa in my room. The fear in her eyes sent a thrill of dark satisfaction through me.“Ah,” she let out a scream as I took her again.When I was finally done using her for my pleasure, I rose to my feet, not sparing her a second glance.At last, I was about to go see my dead father—the moment I’d dreamed of for years. I strode toward the bathroom, my heart light with joy, but before I could enter, Monica’s voice stopped me.It was low and weak, barely a whisper, as if all life and energy had been drained from her.“Alpha.”“What is it?” I responded. I didn’t bother to hide my irritation—I wanted her to feel it cut through her.She whimpered. “Why are you suddenly behaving like this?”“Like a madman, right?” I fired back, a dangerous edge creeping into my tone.
LucasI watched Monica’s adoring gaze, her eyes filled with hope and affection.A victorious smirk crossed my face, knowing she was completely under my spell.Monica, someone I never took seriously. We’d spent time together just a few times, and now she couldn’t bear to leave my side.She even dared to dream of becoming my Luna. I had a pattern of pursuing those with little status in the pack ranking. It made it simpler to manipulate them after using them for my entertainment.She was just like everyone else I’d toyed with—just a temporary distraction and nothing more. A body.“I hope you won’t stop loving me, Alpha?” Monica purred beside me, her voice laced with lust.“Yes, darling,” I replied, my voice laced with honey-sweet affection. Even my performance surprised me sometimes.“Awwn,” she moaned, my fingers still inside her as we talked. “I love you, Alpha.”“I love you too, my honey,” I responded. These were the words she desperately wanted to hear, and I had no qualms about feed
Alaric“Alaric, do you truly think this will work?” Elena asked, her fingers tracing lazy patterns across my chest.I couldn’t suppress a scornful laugh. How could it possibly fail when the Alpha King himself had shown such interest in Scarlett?If I had known she would turn out to be such an amazing asset, I wouldn’t have gifted her to Dickson. I would have given her directly to the King. By now, I could have been enjoying royal status.My eyes drifted to Elena, my beautiful yet simple-minded stupid Luna. Without the memory-altering potion clouding her mind, she wouldn’t be this gentle and kind.I remembered all too well her incessant complaints about Nina’s situation; her tears, her accusations, her demands that I intervene.I had no choice but to clear off her memories. The only memories left for her now were that Nina was living happily with Lucas.That was all I wanted her to know. I blocked all other news, especially the bitter truth about Nina’s suffering in their pack.That wo
LeonardoEverything changed when I grew. I got stronger. Strong enough to protect myself. Strong enough to step over their blood towards the throne.Strong enough to tear out the hearts of those who crossed me. Strong enough to eliminate anyone who threatened what was mine.I had sworn never to show weakness again. To maintain power, I needed to be merciless. The bodies of treacherous women who had approached me with hidden daggers and poisoned smiles littered my past.Throughout my life, only my mother had ever shown me genuine love. Everyone else came with agendas—assassins sent by enemies or manipulators seeking to exploit my position.“Leonardo,” a voice called, soft as silk against my consciousness. “Are you with us?”I tried to open my eyes, but they were heavy.“My king,” another voice penetrated the darkness. “Can you hear me?”With tremendous effort, I forced my eyes open. The world swam in a blur, but the voices reached me with perfect clarity.“Is he responding?” someone as
LeonardoAs darkness enveloped me, memories of my mother, Rose, flooded my mind in vivid flashes. These were not distant recollections, but raw wounds that reopened with each heartbeat.She had been my anchor, the only source of kindness in this world. She would whisper reassurances that I was deserving of love, despite my father’s constant assertions to the contrary.But now, all I could see was her bloodied body, her once-radiant life extinguished by the man who should have protected her above all others—my father, Alexander.My mother was the epitome of beauty, not just in her looks - her golden hair and piercing eyes made her the envy of all women in the kingdom - but also in the radiant glow of her spirit.She was the rightful Queen, the beloved daughter of King Hunter and Queen Mia, adored by everyone who knew her, except for the one who had promised to cherish her.My father never cared about her royal lineage. He resented her status, power, and the adoration people had for her
Leonardo“But...” I let my gaze drift around the room as if concerned about being overheard. “Don’t you think she will suspect I was behind it?”He waved his hand dismissively. “No, we won’t make it obvious. I will perfect everything. I have done this before, and I can do it again, my King. I will do anything to see you happy with the woman you love.”“Really?” I couldn’t keep the excitement from my voice.Now there was no need to reveal that I already had Scarlett imprisoned in my palace. I could use this greedy fool to eliminate her mate while keeping my own hands clean in her eyes.“Yes, my King.” His voice grew animated with bloodlust. “All I need to do is plant some treason papers in his pack. Then you can order the palace guards to search his territory. They’ll capture him and rip his head off right there...”He trailed off, his excited eyes meeting mine, seeking approval. “Then we can destroy his pack to eliminate any future problems. You just have to leave everything to me. I
LeonardoEverything is getting interesting. The look on Scarlett’s face as I departed made everything crystallize; it clicked the final piece of the puzzle that had been nagging at me for weeks.She and her father were never close—not from the start, according to my spies. And with the way things stand now, everything is working in my favour.I turned around and left with my Beta.“Where is he?” I asked, walking as fast as my legs could carry me.“In the throne palace,” Giovanni replied, struggling slightly to match my frantic pace.“Good.” We walked in tense silence, the corridor stretching before us like the path to my victory.Upon reaching the throne palace, the guards snapped to attention, their eyes lowered in deference and fear—exactly as they should be.“Here comes the King,” they announced in perfect unison.The massive doors swung open, and I stepped inside, my eyes immediately finding him.Alaric BlackstoneMy soon-to-be father-in-law.He immediately rose to his feet. I cou
Leonardo“This is interesting.”My body went into shock. I flinched violently, my blood turning to ice in my veins. That voice—I would recognize it anywhere, even in the depths of hell itself.My Scarlett.I turned around slowly, composing my features into what I hoped was a charming smile, though my heart hammered against my ribs like a war drum.“Having sex with a whore in the hallway. What a king you are.” Her words dripped with venom.“Who do we have here?” I asked with feigned innocence, desperately trying to salvage what little dignity remained. “My love.”The endearment felt hollow on my tongue as I forcefully pulled Mira’s hand away from me. Disgust radiated through me at the contact I had sought moments before.“My king,” Mira whimpered, her voice small and fearful.I turned back to her, my gaze hardening to steel. Without a single word, I made my message crystal clear: make Scarlett unhappy, and I’ll end your miserable life.Mira’s mouth snapped shut, terror blooming in her