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Victor's POV Surrounded by stacks of documents and reports from various sectors of the kingdom, I allowed myself a moment of respite, my eyes drifting to a framed portrait of Olivia, Lidia, and me from years ago. The bond we shared had always been a source of strength, even through our most challenging times. The voices of Olivia and Reed abruptly pulled me from my thoughts. Their conversation echoed from the hallway, carrying a tone I could barely recognise. I strained to make out words, concern gnawing at me. I stood abruptly, my chair scraping against the floor, and moved toward my door just as Olivia's room door closed softly. Opening my door slightly, I was greeted by Reed’s forced smile. "Is everything alright, Reed?" I asked, folding my arms casually yet ready to spring into action if needed. Reed shrugged, his smile unwavering. "Of course, Victor. Olivia just wanted to see the twins." I nodded, but before I could close the door, Reed kept talking. "Victor, it's just so
Beta Adam's POV My hatred for Olivia and Lidia had become an all-consuming fire that burned through my every waking moment. I would make them pay if it was the last thing I ever did. As I prowled the shadows outside the hotel, I couldn't tear my eyes away from Olivia. She appeared strong now, her wolf fully awakened, but all I saw was a deceitful murderer. My hands clenched into fists, fingernails digging painfully into my palms as I watched her take a walk with Reed. Reed’s protective stance only fuelled my rage further. He was a tangible obstacle now, a barrier between me and my vengeance. The sneer on my lips stayed firmly in place as I trailed behind them from a safe distance, my heart throbbing with barely contained fury. “How dare she laugh and smile as if my Alpha’s death meant nothing to her?” I muttered under my breath, relishing the idea of bringing her laughter to an end. Every step I took shadowing her was a step closer to justice. But every glance she shared with Ree
Cassandra's POV I’d barely settled into my room when a rapid, almost frantic knock shook the door. My pulse quickened. I crossed the room in swift, silent strides and, without bothering to check, thrust the door open. A young pack member stood before me, eyes wide with anxiety. "What are you, stupid?" I hissed, yanking him inside with a strength unexpected from someone my size. "If anyone sees you here..." He squared his shoulders, forcing an air of composure. "Beta Adam sent me with an urgent message. He wants you to meet him tonight." I eyed him for a moment, weighing the significance of the message. "Tell him I'll be there," I replied evenly, pushing him back toward the door. As soon as he left, I closed my eyes and reached out with my mind, honing in on the familiar, comforting presence of my mate. **I need to see you before tonight. Can you meet me in an hour? ** His response was quick and reassuring: **Yes, Cassandra. I’ll be there. ** Satisfied, I moved to the mirror, a
Cassandra's POV A dull ache throbbed at the back of my head as consciousness slowly returned. My throat felt parched and sore, each breath a dry rasp. Opening my eyes, I was greeted by darkness and the clinking sound of metal against stone. As my vision adjusted, muted shapes began to form around me. Panic set in when I realised I was chained to a chair, cold and unforgiving against my skin. My heart pounded erratically as I strained against the chains, but they held firm. Every movement sent jolts of pain through my bruised wrists. I desperately scanned the room, the dim light revealing only bare walls and a thick wooden door. The unmistakable scent of dampness and decay permeated the air. *What is this place? Where am I? * Questions swam through my mind in rapid succession. I tried to recall how I ended up here, and flashes of memory returned—my confrontation with Adam, his grip on my throat, the encroaching darkness. A muffled voice outside the door drew my attention. It grew l
Alexander’s POV Fatigue gnawed at my bones, each step I took feeling heavier than the last. Keeping an eye on Olivia all day from the shadows had been draining, both physically and emotionally. Watching her with Reed had been even more torturous. Seeing them together stirred a devastating ache within me, but that couldn't be my focus right now. Protecting Olivia was all that mattered, even if it meant swallowing my own pain.Stepping inside my room, I threw my jacket down on the bed and began to peel off my clothes, heading for the shower. I had a long night ahead of me sitting guard outside of Olivia's hotel, and I knew that if I didn’t shower and grab something to eat, then I would fall asleep on the job. Getting into the shower, the warm water washed over me, and leaning my head back, letting it take away my tiredness, I closed my eyes. Images of Olivia flashed through my mind.Every inch of my body craved to be with her again, to feel the touch of her soft skin against mine, but
Beta Adam's POV I stood in the dank, dimly lit basement, watching Cassandra's eyes widen with terror as she tried to make sense of her surroundings. It brought a twisted sense of satisfaction to see fear flash in those defiant eyes. One of my loyal pack members, Roger, entered the room, his face veiled with shadows that danced wildly against the flickering light. "I delivered the note to Alexander, as you ordered,” Roger announced, his voice drenched in subservience. “Good,” I replied, my eyes firmly locked on Cassandra. A plan was beginning to take shape in my mind, each cruel detail crystallising with each passing second. With steady, deliberate steps, I approached her, eyes dark with malicious intent. Her breath hitched, and she struggled vainly against the chains that bound her. Upon reaching her, instead of inflicting the pain she expected, I surprised her—and perhaps even myself—by unlocking the iron restraints around her wrists. She rubbed her sore wrists, disbelief eviden
Olivia's POV I could practically feel the twins' impatience radiating through the walls of the hotel suite. Liam's voice filtered through the threshold, his pleas amplifying in volume with each passing moment. "Mummy, when can we see Daddy?" he asked for the thousandth time, his little face scrunched in a mixture of determination and frustration. Beside him, Sarah tugged at my sleeve, her eyes wide with the same eagerness. "Please, Mummy? We miss him so much." My heart ached to see their longing expressions. They were the unwitting victims caught in the crossfire of adult conflicts, and it wasn't fair. I sighed, weighing my options. Stubborn and driven, the twins wouldn't relent until they got what they wanted. "Alright, we'll go see him," I conceded softly. Their eyes lit up with joy, and their tiny hands clapped in celebration. The tension that had held me captive all morning started to lift if only a little. "Let's go then," I said, leading them toward the door. “But we hav
Alexander’s POVThe cool night air whipped past my face as I sprinted through the woods, my wolf senses guiding me like an invisible compass. Cassandra’s scent weaved through the trees, leading me deeper into the forest. Even know I didn’t want to be with her, she didn’t deserve this, none of it. And I would make sure that Adam paid for every ounce of her suffering. The old building appeared through the dense growth, an eerie silhouette against the moonlit sky. The stench of decay and rogue wolves mingled in the air, fuelling my rage. Each step I took heightened my awareness. My muscles coiled like a spring, ready to pounce. This had to end tonight.I approached the building cautiously, scanning for any signs of a trap. The creaking door gave way under my touch, revealing a dimly lit hallway. Inside, the smell of rusted metal and mildew assaulted my senses. **Hang on, Cassandra.** The thought was a desperate plea and a fervent promise. I navigated the decrepit corridors until a muffle