Scarlett“Enough!”“Open the door,” Beta David demanded, his voice cutting through my previous instruction with cold authority. He disregarded my command entirely, his tone brooking no argument.The guards snapped to attention, swiftly opening the door. In an instant, he was inside the cell with Jack. A low, menacing growl erupted from his throat as his fists began to fall.The violence erupted swiftly, a flurry of motion that left me gasping. I stood in shock as David relentlessly struck Jack, each blow more vicious than the previous.David’s eyes blazed with uncontrolled fury, his fists striking with a savage, unrelenting rhythm. Rage consumed him completely, stripping away any semblance of self-control.Each violent blow was a raw expression of pent-up anger. Months of suppressed emotion exploded in a single, brutal moment. His movements were primal, beyond reason, driven by a fury that had been building beneath the surface, now finally unleashed without mercy.Terror gripped me, f
ScarlettThe corridor ahead was dimly lit by flickering torches, casting shadows on the stone walls.Every step I took echoed with the weight of unanswered questions. My thoughts churned, replaying the chaotic scene we’d just left behind.Sarah was dead. The reality gnawed at my mind, refusing to let go. Her lifeless eyes haunted me every time I closed my own. Who could have killed her? And why?Alisha walked silently beside me, her face etched with grief. I could feel the weight of her sorrow, a mirror of my own, as we made our way back toward the main hall.“Nina won’t forgive us for this,” Alisha murmured after a long stretch of silence.I stopped in my tracks, turning to face her. “She doesn’t have to forgive us,” I replied. “But we have to find out who killed Sarah. If Jack didn’t do it…” I hesitated, my voice faltering under the pressure of uncertainty. “Then someone else did. Someone who’s still out there.”Alisha nodded, her expression grim. “Beta David won’t stop until he gets
JackPain. Raw, throbbing pain consumed every inch of my body. Each breath felt like fire in my lungs, and the metallic taste of blood lingered in my mouth. The cold floor of my cell provided little comfort as I lay there, trying to piece together the nightmare my life had become.Beta David’s assault played through my mind in fragmented flashes. The fury in his eyes, the relentless strikes, the way his control had completely shattered. I’d seen rage before, but this... this was something else entirely. This was personal – the beating of a man they all believed to be a murderer.Nina’s screams still echoed in my ears. The sight of her tears, the feeling of her gentle touch as she wiped blood from my face – it tore at something deep inside me. She shouldn’t have defended me like that. Shouldn’t have put herself at risk. The sound of her being dragged away haunted me more than any physical pain could.I shifted slightly, testing my injuries. A sharp stab of pain shot through my ribs. Def
ScarlettI knocked on Nina’s door the next morning, my stomach in knots. The events from yesterday kept replaying in my mind - her pale face, the way her hands had trembled. The door creaked open slowly, and Nina’s exhausted face appeared in the gap.“Hey,” I said softly. “I brought you some tea and those blueberry muffins you like.”Nina managed a weak smile and opened the door wider. Dark circles shadowed her eyes.“You didn’t have to come check on me, sister,” she murmured, but moved aside to let me in.“Of course I did.” I set the muffins and tea on the coffee table, watching as she curled up in the corner of the couch. “How are you feeling?”Nina pulled her knees to her chest, making herself smaller. “I’m okay. Just... I shouldn’t have fallen apart like that.”I sighed. “I don’t blame you. I know how you feel about Jack.” I paused. “I know you’re feeling guilty for being helpless, but I will make things right. I promise.”Nina’s eyes welled with tears, but she quickly wiped them a
JackThe cold stone beneath me felt more like a coffin than a cell. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking, and no matter how many times I racked my brain, the memories refused to surface.There was nothing but a void where the night should have been - a black hole swallowing my mind, mocking me with its emptiness.I couldn’t have done it. I wouldn’t. Sarah was kind, cheerful, always looking out for Nina, even though we don’t talk. The sight of her broken body haunted me, even though I couldn’t remember seeing her like that.My gaze wandered to the faint bloodstains on my hands, and my stomach churned. How had they gotten there?Scarlett’s voice replayed in my head, calm but unyielding: If you’re innocent, the truth will come out.Was that hope or a warning?I leaned my head back against the wall, staring at the ceiling as doubts clawed at me. Nina believed in me, but did Scarlett?And the evidence... it was damning.A growl built in my chest, low and guttural. It wasn’t fair. Whoever had done
Author’s Note:I apologize for any confusion. There has been a mix-up with chapters 77, 78, 79, and 80. I’ve made some corrections to these chapters, so I kindly request that you re-read them to ensure you have the correct version of the story. Thank you for your understanding and continued support.
ScarlettThe scent of rain lingered in the air as I stepped into the quiet confines of my office. Papers were strewn across the desk, a chaotic array of reports and photographs from the scene of Sarah’s murder.Each piece told a fragment of a story, yet the full picture remained maddeningly out of reach.My wolf, Ray, growled low in my mind, her frustration mirroring my own. Something doesn’t add up, she said. Jack doesn’t feel like the killer.I sighed, running a hand through my hair. “And yet, the evidence says otherwise,” I muttered aloud.David’s voice echoed in my memory from earlier that day. “Don’t let your emotions cloud your judgment, Luna. The pack’s safety comes first.”He was right, of course. As Luna, it was my duty to uphold justice, to ensure that no one - Alpha, Beta, or rogue - was above the law. But the more I examined the evidence against Jack, the more I felt the weight of doubt pressing down on me.The knock at the door broke my train of thought. “Come in,” I call
NinaThe room felt cold, not from the air, but from the weight of my actions and the knowledge of what I had done.My hands trembled as I pressed them into my lap, fighting to keep my breathing steady. Scarlett would be back soon, and I couldn’t afford to lose my composure. Not now.I had always been good at playing the part of the victim. My sister’s protective nature made it easy. A trembling lip, downcast eyes, and a quiver in my voice, and Scarlett would do anything for me. She had no idea who I truly was or what I was capable of.Poor Sarah. She had no idea either.Sarah had become a hindrance. Her unwavering loyalty to Scarlett had become a problem. The way she shielded Scarlett made me feel disgusted. This wasn’t about Sarah - the poor, innocent maid of Scarlett. Scarlett’s precious maid.But none of that mattered as much as Jack.Jack had been my real problem.This was about Jack. My so-called mate. The one who had dared to try to control me, to bind me under his authority lik
ScarlettI turned to leave, but before I could make it to the door, a weak voice called out to me, stopping me in my tracks.“Scarlett…”The sound of my name from his lips sent a shiver down my spine. I froze, my hand hovering over the doorknob, unable to move forward or turn back.“Who… who are you leaving him for?” he rasped, his voice barely above a whisper, broken and raw with emotion.The world seemed to freeze in that moment. Time stood still as his question weighed heavily on my chest, making it difficult to breathe.Despite everything I had done; the violence, the threats against his mate; David still couldn’t accept my betrayal.His loyalty to Finn ran so deep that even now, bloodied and beaten, he clung to the belief that I couldn’t truly abandon my mate.I looked at David, at the man who had always stood by Finn’s side through every hardship, and something inside me cracked. This was the moment when my bridges would truly burn, when I would have to leave them both behind.I
Scarlett“Sister, are you sure you are going to kill him?”It was her. It was a familiar and beloved voice that I could never forget, not in a thousand lifetimes.The sound froze me in my tracks, sending chills down my spine.I turned slowly, my heart hammering against my ribs, knowing exactly who stood behind me even before my eyes confirmed it.It was my sister, the one person who could see through my lies.“Alisha,” I whispered her name, the sound barely escaping my trembling lips. “Why are you here?”Her eyes, so like my own, searched my face, confusion and hurt swimming in their depths. “You want to kill my mate, sister?” she asked, stepping toward me with outstretched hands. I stumbled backward, my legs quivering beneath me, but I forced myself to stand firm.“Why?" Her voice trembled, on the verge of tears, cracking with emotion. The sound cut through me, adding to the pain in my already broken heart.Every fiber of my being screamed to reach for her, to pull her into my arms a
ScarlettFive days. Five agonizing days since the Alpha King’s proposal had shattered my world.The pressure of his ultimatum pressed against my chest like a stone, making each breath a struggle.How could I possibly tell my people? The words stuck in my throat whenever I tried to form them. And Finn; my sweet, loyal Finn, how would he look at me if he knew the terrible price I had to pay for his life?The thought consumed me, crawling through my veins, stealing sleep from my nights and peace from my days. My beloved mate was dying, his strength fading with each passing hour. And I alone held the power to save him—at a cost that tore my heart in two.I paced the bedroom floor until my feet ached, the floorboards creaking beneath my restless steps. The Alpha King’s face haunted my thoughts—his cold smile, those piercing eyes that made my skin crawl.He wasn’t someone I could challenge or defy. The mere thought of confronting him made my hands tremble.Even if I mustered all my courage
DicksonThere isn’t a single soul here. Not one. A place that was once bustling with rogues and outcasts has fallen deathly silent, mutated into a graveyard of memories and broken ambitions.The emptiness mocks me as I stand amid the ruins of my former glory. The bitter taste of regret floods my mouth as my thoughts drift to Scarlett—that woman who had seemed so insignificant, so easily controlled.If I had known she would become someone like this; this force of nature, this omen of destruction - I would have crushed her rebellion before it could take root.I would have held her down, broken her will, forced her to submit to my every command.By now, I would have been crowned Alpha King, with packs bowing before me instead of lying here, surrounded by the ashes of my mate and my dreams.“Who are you?” someone suddenly asked.My head snaps up, instincts instantly alert. I hadn’t detected anyone approaching—not a scent, not a sound, not even the subtle shift in air that usually betrays
Dickson.“How DARE you!” Scar’s voice shattered the silence, her amber eyes flashing with such venomous rage. She spat her words, each one aiming directly at my heart.Her beautiful face contorted with disgust, transforming the woman I loved into someone I barely recognized. “If I had known you were such a pathetic, spineless FAILURE, do you honestly believe I would have bound myself to you? You worthless bastard.”“Scar, please, just listen—” My desperate plea withered under her furious glare.“SHUT UP!” she snarled. “I thought you were something special- something magnificent. A true Alpha with the strength to crush that goddamn pack beneath your heel.”Her lips curled back, revealing her canines. “But I was catastrophically wrong. You’re nothing but a coward hiding behind excuses.”She paused, drawing a ragged breath, the contempt rolling off her in waves. “I lie awake at night wondering how moon goddess could have made such a grievous error in allowing you to become an Alpha.” Her
Leonardo“But...” A howl vibrated from deep within my chest, loud, raw and dangerous, making her freeze in place, fear flickering across her eyes.“Out!” I thundered, watching with savage satisfaction as they all scattered like terrified mice.I exhaled slowly, tension draining from my shoulders. These ants, always underfoot, always intruding.As she scurried away, I turned back to the mirror, straightening my cuffs.Now, it was time to meet my guest. The one I’d been waiting for.I walked as fast as my legs could carry me, finally reaching the throne room.“Here comes the king,” the guards announced. As they swung the doors open, my breath caught in my throat. I was awestruck by her beauty.Her aura pulsed with power, different and extraordinary in a way I’d never encountered. A possessive thought blazed through my mind: This woman must be mine.I forced myself to walk past her, even as my senses heightened to catch her scent, noting how she bowed her head in submission and respect.
LeonardoThe clash of bodies and the sharp scent of blood reached my ears before the dust settled. From the high balcony of my palace, I watched as the woman tore through my guards like they were nothing but paper dolls.Interesting.The Crescent Pack’s Luna, Scarlett. I had heard much about her; an ordinary omega turned Alpha’s mate, a woman marked by both suffering and defiance.And now, here she was, standing amidst the fallen, her chest rising and falling with steady breaths, her hands bloodied but unwavering.She was not what I expected.I had anticipated someone broken by rejection, tamed by the harsh hand of fate. Instead, what I saw was fire. A warrior. A queen in her own right, even if she did not bear the title.Beside me, my Beta Giovanni shifted uncomfortably. “Should I intervene, my king?”I held up a hand, stopping him. “No. Let’s see what she does next.”Below, Scarlett stepped forward, her boots crunching against the dirt as she towered over the wounded guards. A slow
Scarlett“Ray,” Seraiah muttered. “I believe she is Seraphina’s weaker version.”“What did you just say?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper. The world seemed to tilt beneath my feet as I struggled to process her words.My mind refused to accept what I was hearing, scrambling for any other explanation.“Are they joking? This can’t be real.” My thoughts raced frantically. “My Ray can never become something sinister like this.”Ray’s memories cascaded through me like a warm, familiar tide—her gentle presence when I needed comfort, her unwavering loyalty when everyone else had abandoned me.I remembered how she had nuzzled against me during those endless nights when darkness threatened to consume me. How her soft whimpers had somehow formed words of courage when I was drowning in despair. She had stayed beside me when no one else would even look my way.So how... how is it possible for her to be this wolf?“I guess you don’t understand what I’m saying,” Seraphina said. Her smug, superior
ScarlettThe battlefield smelled of burnt flesh and blood; an intoxicating mixture of death and destruction.I stood in the center of it all, my hands still tingling with the lingering heat of my flames.The scent of the rogues’ burned remains filled my senses, but instead of loathing, I felt something else entirely.Satisfaction.I closed my eyes, inhaling deeply. My power, the thing that had been locked away for so long, now coursed through me like an untamed storm, crackling under my skin.When I opened my eyes again, I saw Finn watching me.His ocean-blue gaze was filled with something I couldn’t quite place, something between awe and… fear. The thought sent a strange thrill through me.I understood why he was behaving like this. He thought my power might have controlled me, consumed my soul, and that I might kill his people after dealing with all these rogues.But he was wrong. I am the sole owner of this power. I can easily control it now.“Fin—”“Watch out!” he screamed as he l