Nelly's POVI was already standing outside when I saw Keiran’s father step out of the house, his expression unreadable as he made his way toward his car. His movements were slow and deliberate, like a man who had just made a tough decision but felt no remorse about it.I glanced toward the front door, expecting Keiran to come storming out any second, but he didn’t. That was when I knew.House arrest.A smirk curled on my lips. Not the first time. His father had done this before, locking him inside like a caged beast when he deemed Keiran had gone too far. And judging by the way he walked out with that composed, almost smug look, Keiran must have royally pissed him off this time.I made my way into the house, stepping over shards of broken glass and the remains of what was probably an expensive vase. The maids were huddled at the far end of the living room, their faces pale with worry, their eyes darting between Keiran and the mess he had created.Keiran stood in the center of the d
Selene’s POV I fastened the last button on my tunic, adjusting the sleeves as I glanced at my reflection in the mirror. The morning had been slow, my mind still circling around Ronan’s mother’s words from earlier. I know who you really are. The statement had sent a chill down my spine, but I hadn’t had the energy to dwell on it. Not after last night’s argument with Ronan. A sudden knock on my door pulled me from my thoughts. I frowned, turning toward the sound. Who could that be? I walked to the door and opened it to find a maid standing there, flanked by two guards in dark uniforms. Their expressions were blank, unreadable. “The Luna requests your presence,” the maid said in a clipped tone. I crossed my arms. “And what exactly does she want?” The maid hesitated, eyes flicking toward the guards before settling back on me. “She didn’t say. We are only to escort you.” A slow, tired sigh left my lips. I already knew better than to refuse—Ronan’s mother seemed like the type to g
Ronan’s POVI stepped out of the car, slamming the door shut with more force than necessary. The sound echoed in the open space, drawing the attention of a few bystanders. Just a few feet away, several black SUVs were parked in a neat formation, each one exuding a silent but intimidating presence.A man dressed in a sharp black suit approached me, his posture stiff, his expression unreadable.“Welcome, Alpha Ronan,” he greeted, giving a slight bow of respect before gesturing for me to follow.I frowned. Where the hell am I?“Where’s my mother?” I asked, scanning the surroundings. She was the one who insisted on this visit, yet she was nowhere to be seen.“She won’t be joining us,” the man replied vaguely.I exhaled sharply. “And what kind of place is this?” I demanded, glancing at the massive structure before me. It was sleek, towering, and exuded an air of authority.The man barely reacted to my tone. “This,” he said, his voice level, “is what you could call the White House for wo
Ronan’s POV The room was filled with powerful figures from different clans, their gazes sharp and expectant. Some were familiar, others complete strangers, but all carried an air of authority. I wasn’t comfortable here. Not even a little. The tension in the air was thick, the kind that came before important revelations. I was still wondering why my mother had sent me here alone when my father stood up and made his way to the front. I watched him carefully, my unease growing. “Father,” I called out, stepping forward slightly. “Why am I here? What is this meeting really about?” He met my gaze, his expression unreadable. “You’re about to find out everything, including the situation surrounding Selene.” Selene? My body stiffened slightly. What does Selene have to do with this? He turned his attention back to the gathering and began speaking. “As you all know, forces are troubling our clans,” he said his deep voice commanding attention. “But what I am about to reveal is more tha
Leo’s POVThe bright sun rays in my office cast long shadows across the walls, the air thick with the scent of aged whiskey and burning wood from the fireplace. I leaned back in my leather chair, my fingers lazily drumming against the polished oak desk as Mr. Bloodmoon sat across from me, looking as smug as ever.I studied him, my lips curling into a smirk. "So tell me," I began, swirling the whiskey in my glass. "Why exactly didn’t you attend the meeting at the White House? You do realize the other Alphas will find it suspicious?"Mr. Bloodmoon exhaled slowly, adjusting the cuff of his sleeve like the question bored him. “I have better things to do, Leo,” he said smoothly.I chuckled darkly. “Better things? Like what? Plotting behind the council’s back? Playing puppet master while your son blindly follows your orders?" I leaned forward, my amusement never faltering. "What do you think Keiran will do when he finds out the truth? That his own father is the villain in this entire mes
Nelly’s POVI sat in the tub, letting the hot water scorch my skin as I held back the tears. Crying had never been an option not in my life, not in the world I had come from. In the auction room, we were taught to be silent. Any sound, any whimper, any sign of weakness, and they would slit our throats. I had seen it happen. Girls who dared to cry, to beg, to plead for mercy some had their throats cut open right in front of us. Others were buried alive.I had learned to keep it all inside.But Keiran had ruined that. He had stirred something inside me, something I had long buried.Pain. Anger.I clenched my jaw, gripping the edges of the tub. My body ached, not from the heat of the water, but from the memories clawing their way to the surface. I hated this feeling. I hated that he had made me feel it again.A sharp ringing jolted me from my thoughts. My phone.I exhaled, steadying myself before stepping out of the tub. Water dripped from my body as I grabbed a towel and wrapped it
Ronan's POV I pulled into the driveway, cut the engine, and stepped out of my car. The cool night air did little to clear my mind as I made my way toward the house. My thoughts were still tangled with everything I had learned from today’s meeting.There was too much at stake.The house was quiet, the kind of silence that felt unnatural, like it was waiting for something to happen. I ascended the stairs, each step measured, my mind still working through the implications of what was coming.Stopping in front of Selene’s door, I knocked.“Come in,” she called.I pushed the door open and found her sitting on the bed, a thick, ancient-looking book resting on her lap. She barely glanced up as I entered, too focused on whatever she was reading.“What book is that?” I asked, crossing my arms as I leaned against the doorframe.She flipped a page before answering. “An old text your mother gave me to study.” Her eyes lifted to meet mine, a hint of confusion in them. “I don’t know why.”I f
Keiran's POV I woke up to the sound of my phone vibrating on the nightstand. My eyes were still heavy with sleep, but the persistent buzzing forced me to reach for it. Blinking against the dim morning light filtering through my curtains, I unlocked the screen and saw the notification from Ronan.Meeting at my house today. Compulsory for all young alphas.I exhaled sharply and let my phone drop onto the bed. Another meeting. Another pointless discussion about the war that was inevitable.Running a hand over my face, I sat up and swung my legs over the edge of the bed. The room was cold, but it was nothing compared to the chill settling in my chest. My father had missed the previous meeting, and that alone was enough to raise suspicions.I pushed myself up and headed to the bathroom, letting the cold water wake me up completely. By the time I was dressed, I felt more alert, but my mind was still tangled with thoughts.When I made my way downstairs for breakfast, I found Nelly alr
Keiran's POV The weight of the past few days pressed heavily on my shoulders as I grabbed my keys from the table. My mind was a storm of unanswered questions, but one thing was clear, I needed to meet with the alphas. They had to know about my father’s betrayal.I stepped out of the house, the night air cool against my skin. As I approached my car, a familiar voice called out behind me.“Keiran, where are you going?”I turned to find Nelly standing at the doorway, arms crossed, her eyes sharp with suspicion. I should have expected this. She was relentless, and after everything that had happened, she wouldn’t let me walk away without an answer.“I have a meeting,” I replied, keeping my voice even.“With who?” she pressed.“The alphas,” I admitted. “There are things that need to be discussed.”Her brows furrowed, and I knew she wanted to ask more. But I couldn’t tell her everything yet. Not until I was certain of the truth myself.“I’ll explain later,” I promised. “Just trust me.”Nell
Selene's POVThe air between us was thick with tension, a mixture of unspoken words and suppressed emotions. The training session had started as usual, swift movements, strategic attacks, and counterattacks. Ronan was relentless, pushing me harder with every strike, every dodge, and every forceful step. But this time, there was something different.Every time our bodies collided, I could feel the heat between us. Every time he corrected my stance, my pulse quickened. I had been trying to ignore it, to bury it beneath the weight of my responsibilities, but there was no denying the pull anymore.Ronan feinted left before sweeping my legs out from under me. I hit the ground with a frustrated grunt, panting as I stared up at him. He towered over me, his chest rising and falling with exertion. The moonlight cast a soft glow on his face, highlighting the sharp angles of his jaw and the intensity in his eyes.I was about to push myself up when he reached out his hand. I hesitated for a momen
Luka's POVA heavy silence filled the room as I sat across from my father, watching him with a gaze that had been hardened by years of unanswered questions. For so long, I had held resentment toward him, blaming him for the misfortunes that had plagued our family. But now, after spending more time with him and hearing pieces of our past, I felt the uneasy weight of uncertainty pressing down on my chest."You were just a boy when it happened," he said, his voice carrying a deep sorrow that I had never noticed before. "You couldn't have understood what truly went on that night."I clenched my fists, trying to brace myself for whatever truth he was about to reveal. "Then explain it to me," I demanded, my voice sharper than I intended. "No more secrets, Father. I deserve to know everything."He exhaled slowly, his eyes clouding with memories that clearly pained him. "That night… the night your mother died… it wasn’t the accident you’ve always believed it to be. It was something else. Some
Nelly's POVThe abandoned room smelled of dust and forgotten memories. I hesitated in the doorway, my heart pounding in my chest. This place had been untouched for years, left as a relic of the past. My sister’s past. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I stepped inside, the floorboards creaking under my weight. The dim light from the moon filtered through the cracked window, casting eerie shadows across the room.I ran my fingers over the old desk, brushing away the layer of dust that coated its surface. My sister’s belongings lay scattered, untouched, and frozen in time. I knew I had to find something, anything, that could explain what happened to her. Then, as I pulled open a drawer, a folded piece of parchment caught my eye.My hands trembled as I picked it up, carefully unfolding the aged paper. The writing was faint, hurried, almost desperate.They know. Keiran’s father knows. Trust no one.A chill ran down my spine. My sister had left this message behind, one last attempt to warn
Ronan's POVThe night air was crisp as I stepped outside, the cool breeze brushing against my skin like a fleeting whisper. I needed this walk, to clear my mind, to sift through the tangled thoughts that had taken root since my conversation with Gazelle.She had warned me about rivals, about the possibility of losing Selene to someone else. The idea had gnawed at me ever since, an unfamiliar feeling of unease settling deep in my chest. I wasn’t one to dwell on emotions, but something about Selene’s presence had started to unravel me in ways I didn’t fully understand yet.I walked aimlessly through the compound, my boots crunching softly against the gravel path. The moon cast an acastsver glow over the landscape, making everything seem both surreal and hauntingly beautiful. I had always enjoyed the quiet of the night, but tonight, my mind refused to settle.Rounding a corner, I nearly collided with someone. I instinctively reached out to steady them, my hands finding soft, warm skin.S
Ronan’s POVI sank into the worn leather of my study chair and allowed myself a rare moment of private amusement. The soft lamplight played across the pages of the old journal on my desk, but my thoughts were elsewhere, lost in the memory of Selene’s startled reaction the other night. I could still see the way her eyes had widened when I mentioned that it was time for me to secure a mate. The surprise, the mixture of indignation and uncertainty on her face, had sent a thrill coursing through me. I couldn’t help but smile to myself as I replayed that moment, a private indulgence that warmed me in ways few things ever did.It was a heady mix of triumph and longing, the sort of feeling that made me forget for a moment the heavy responsibilities I carried as an alpha. I was a man who had built his strength on discipline and control, yet at that moment, all my carefully constructed barriers had seemed to crumble, replaced by a vulnerability I wasn’t sure I wanted to confront. Still, it was
Keiran's POVThe house was eerily quiet when I walked in, the absence of Nelly’s usual soft humming and my father’s authoritative presence instantly putting me on edge. I stepped into the hallway and found one of the maids adjusting the curtains in the sitting room.“Where’s Nelly?” I asked, keeping my tone neutral, though my chest tightened with unease.The maid straightened up and turned to me with a polite nod. “Miss Nelly left a few hours ago, sir.”I frowned. “With my father?”“No, sir. She left alone.”That caught my attention. Nelly rarely ventured out by herself unless she had a solid reason. “And my father?”“He left shortly after, sir.”Something about that made me uneasy. The timing was too convenient, too suspicious. My father wasn’t the type to involve himself in trivial matters, which meant he was up to something. The question was, did it involve Nelly?I strode past the maid and made my way upstairs, shrugging off my jacket. The moment I entered my room, I pulled out my
Nelly’s POVThe club loomed before me like a dark monolith, its neon lights pulsing against the night sky. I stepped out of the cab, my heart pounding in my ears. Tonight, I wasn’t here for the usual distractions or fleeting pleasures; I was here to find answers about my sister, Nikki. The thought of her being lost in this wretched world, her whereabouts unknown, sent a chill through my veins.I paused a moment on the cracked pavement outside the club, taking in the imposing atmosphere. This place was even larger and more foreboding than the club Keiran had taken me to before. Its massive facade and the thrum of bass that vibrated through the walls made me feel both small and insignificant. I shook off the sense of dread and made my way to the entrance, my steps resolute despite the fear that gnawed at me inside.Inside, the club was a cacophony of sound and motion. Music blared from massive speakers, and the air was thick with smoke and the mingling scents of sweat and expensive colo
Luka’s povThe engine of my car rumbled to a stop in front of the grand yet eerily quiet mansion. The place that once felt like home now seemed like a distant memory, a shadow of the past I had vowed never to return to. Yet here I was, gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white.I took a deep breath, exhaling slowly, trying to steady my nerves. Why the hell did I come back?It was Lawrence’s last visit. His words had stuck with me, nagging at the edges of my mind, forcing me to reconsider. I had initially thought of coming here just to mock my father, to throw in his face how much I had built myself up without him, how little I needed him. But now, as I sat in front of the house, staring at the imposing gates, that confidence wavered.Still, I shoved those thoughts aside and stepped out of the car. The moment I did, the house staff turned toward me, their eyes widening in surprise before quickly bowing their heads in greeting.“Welcome back, sir,” one of them said