"Strip." Alpha Callister's voice cut through the room like a blade, sending a shiver down Eileen’s spine. She wished he hadn't returned from his meeting... wished he would leave her in peace. But peace was never meant for her. He used her for his amusement, a prisoner in his grasp, and she didn’t know if she’d ever escape. "I won't say it again. Strip," he commanded again, his voice filled with venom. "Isn't this what you wanted? You drugged me so I’d sleep with you, hoping to change your miserable status. Now you're the Luna of this pack, and all you can do is kneel and worship the ground I walk on." "I…" The words stuck in her throat. She wanted to tell him she never drugged him. But he would never believe her. "Your father tried to steal my birthright and we killed him along with your mother," Callister sneered. "And you? You made sure I took you so you'd be important again." Hatred burned deep in Eileen’s chest. She would make the Haemont family pay for what they did to her parents. Stripping her of her identity wasn’t enough. Now, as his wife and his Luna, Callister stripped away her dignity every night. But she endured. Because one day, she would be strong enough. One day, she would avenge her parents' death.
Voir plusChapter SixCallister’s eyes snapped open to the sound of murmuring voices. The scent of wolves filled his nostril and he knew where exactly he was.In the pack hall. Why was he in there?He was seated at the center, dressed in ceremonial robes. The heavy weight of expectation pressed against his shoulders before he even turned to his side. Eileen was there. Silent. Dressed in a white gown... a Luna’s gown and a crown resting on her head. His stomach twisted. Were they being serious? Did his father plan to marry them? Did he think he'd marry her? Did he think...His father stood before them, his face cold, and unreadable. “You’re awake.” His voice was deep, final. “Good.” Callister gritted his teeth and tried to stand. The hall was full. Packed. The council of elders sat in their high seats, their aged faces impassive as they watched him keenly. Every ranked member of the pack was there. All eyes were fixed on him. He knew what this was. Maybe he could talk to his father.
Chapter Five “Get out,” he barked.She didn’t move. Callister’s patience snapped. “I said, get out!” Eileen flinched but obeyed after the second time he shouted the words. She climbed out of the trunk on unsteady legs. She was trembling, and her arms wrapped around herself in a poor attempt to stay warm after she was out for so long.Callister barely spared her a glance. 'Not my problem.' he told his wolf when he noticed he wanted to say something. They were in this situation because of him. He didn't understand why his wolf had forced them to mate with her. That was so unlike him where women were concerned so why and how was she any special?He slammed the trunk shut and stalked the door to the driver’s seat. He didn’t care where she went. She could wander these roads until dawn for all he cared. She deserved worse. But just as he reached for the door, the deep rumble of engines filled the air. His grip on the door handle tightened. "Shit."He closed his eyes to count the
Chapter FourThe moment Callister had seen the blood on his sheets, disbelief had contorted his face. His head pounded as he sat up, his body sluggish, and his mouth dry. Something felt… off. His gaze swept over his bed again, and he hadn't seen wrong. Blood.Dark stains on his sheets. His breath hitched. His mind was foggy, as the memories were blurred but deep down, he knew. His chest tightened. His fingers curled into fists. “Did she drug me so I could sleep with her?” he growled, the words bitter on his tongue. “I wanted to save her, and she drugged me?” ‘Do you know what exactly happened last night?’ he asked his wolf. ‘I blacked out. I told you to minimize your alcohol intake.’ his wolf blamed him and he rolled his eyes. He had a lot on his plate, he wasn't going to deal with him now. But something gnawed at him that his wolf knew something.“She drugged me. Me! She dared to do that.” He almost yelled inside his room. A common slave wouldn't have the guts to do it. It co
Chapter Three“Lilith, my darling. You came back.” her chest tightened. Suddenly his voice was soft as he kissed her on the lips. She was no longer afraid. Something in his voice had struck sympathy in her. How funny this was. When she should be frightened. Everyone in the pack knew who Lilith was to him. She was his childhood sweetheart. The woman he wanted to marry. But she mysteriously died. He locked himself in his room for fifteen years and only came out once in a while.Eileen didn't know what she looked like but she didn't think she looked like her. “My beautiful Lilith,” his fingers traced the line of her collarbone, his touch slow, and absentminded. The anger in his voice had completely faded, replaced by something quieter… something lost.Why was she feeling sorry for him? Her father had told her about how he lost his mother and sister. She never cared about the story. But now that she thought about this, she understood why his room had so many bottles lying on the ground
Chapter Two "Enough," a voice drawled from above.It was lazy but powerful. And it was commanding the room without effort. Eileen lifted her head, her vision swimming, and suddenly locked eyes with the man on the stairs. Callister Haemont. The Alpha’s son. The next in line. The werewolf her father supposedly wanted to eliminate.She hated his father and she hated him too. His gaze pinned her in place. There was something different about him. It was not just his striking features, but the way his presence filled the room. His brown eyes were darker than she remembered. They were filled with something unreadable as he leaned against the banister. "I want her. She will serve me," he said at last. Brenda stiffened. "But I want to punish her. She doesn't deserve to serve the next Alpha. She… she…" "Are you questioning me?" This was probably the first time any of them had heard him raise his voice or snap at anyone. Not that he was kind or humble. Callister was just uninterested in
Chapter OneShe had forgotten what warmth felt like. The cold, the darkness… they were all she had left.The damp walls of the dungeon reeked of filth and rotting straw. Shackles clanked as Eileen Sanders stirred, her limbs too weak to resist the pull of gravity. The wounds on her wrists had dried into cracked, angry lines, and a testament to her three weeks of suffering. She didn’t know how long she had spent curled against the cold stone floor, only that she no longer flinched at the scurrying of rats or the dripping of water that never reached her parched lips. Hunger had gnawed at her for days, but the pain had dulled into an emptiness she had grown used to. Then, footsteps. The dungeon door opened and the sudden flood of torchlight made her squint, her body tensing out of habit. The last time they opened that door, she had been dragged out and beaten until she couldn't move. This time, a rough hand seized her arm and yanked her forward. "Stand up, traitor," the guard sneered
Chapter OneShe had forgotten what warmth felt like. The cold, the darkness… they were all she had left.The damp walls of the dungeon reeked of filth and rotting straw. Shackles clanked as Eileen Sanders stirred, her limbs too weak to resist the pull of gravity. The wounds on her wrists had dried into cracked, angry lines, and a testament to her three weeks of suffering. She didn’t know how long she had spent curled against the cold stone floor, only that she no longer flinched at the scurrying of rats or the dripping of water that never reached her parched lips. Hunger had gnawed at her for days, but the pain had dulled into an emptiness she had grown used to. Then, footsteps. The dungeon door opened and the sudden flood of torchlight made her squint, her body tensing out of habit. The last time they opened that door, she had been dragged out and beaten until she couldn't move. This time, a rough hand seized her arm and yanked her forward. "Stand up, traitor," the guard sneered...
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