All Chapters of For Pleasure Only: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

But just as quickly as the hope flared up in me, it flickered out. Luca’s body slumped forward, his breath slowing, then stopping altogether.I recoiled, my heart sinking into my stomach. He was gone.No, that can't be. I rushed out of the room, calling for the guards, my hands shaking as I tried to steady my breath. They arrived quickly, but by the time they entered, Luca was already lifeless.I went back to my room in a daze, my mind spinning. I tore the slave dress off, throwing it aside as I rushed into the shower.The water was hot against my skin, but it did nothing to ease the coldness inside. The tears came, unstoppable now, as I thought of Luca and the countless others like him.The poor boy had died in front of me, and all I could do was stand there, helpless.I sank to the floor of the shower, sobbing for him, for wasted dreams and for his parents who are possibly waiting back at the pack for their precious boy to return, for the pain that would never go away.It didn’t take

The same one that warned me about her, that spoke of her power—power that could make her nearly indestructible. It was why I’d chosen to keep her alive, to try to bring her to my side rather than eliminate her.“What about your mother?” I asked, forcing my voice to stay even. “Where was she from?”“I don’t know,” Daisy said, shaking her head. “They never told me. They just hated me for being hers.”Her words were laced with bitterness, but her shoulders sagged, as if the weight of it all was too much to bear.“And when they found out I didn’t have a wolf,” she continued, her voice trembling, “that just made it worse. They acted even more superior, more powerful, and they made sure I felt it every day.”I watched her carefully, noting the way her chest rose and fell with each shaky breath.“And the last straw?” she said, her voice breaking. “They sent me away.”I studied her for a long moment, her pain almost tangible in the air between us. “If they treated you this badly,” I asked, my

Kieran’s eyes flicked back to me, his expression softening just enough to make me wary. “You’ve grown,” he said, his voice quieter now. “I remember you as a scrappy little thing, always hiding behind the others. And now look at you.”I swallowed hard, unsure of how to respond.“You remember her well,” Aiden cut in, his tone clipped. “But let’s focus on why we’re here.”Kieran’s smirk grew. “Right. The alleged crimes against your pack.”“You mean the attacks,” Aiden said, his eyes narrowing. “Two of my people are dead because of your kind.”“And you think we did this?” Kieran leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. “You think we’re that careless? If we wanted war, Alpha, you’d know it.”The tension in the room thickened. Aiden leaned back, his eyes never leaving Kieran’s. “Then prove it.”Kieran’s smirk faltered for a moment, replaced by something darker. “Prove it? That’s rich, coming from someone who brought me here under false pretenses.”“I brought you here for answers,” Ai

It wasn’t Daisy. She’d been under constant watch. Besides, she had no means of contacting anyone, let alone orchestrating something this elaborate.Wikh? No. He was stubborn, but his loyalty had never been in question. His insistence on protecting the pack wasn’t a ploy—it was who he was.Leon? Too brash. A traitor needed subtlety, and Leon lacked the patience for that kind of deception.Neena? I shook my head. She’d been by my side for years, her loyalty unquestionable.But then my thoughts circled back to Aaren.The so-called Alpha of BloodMoon. Didn't Daisy say he ran away from the Rogues? This must mean something. Images of Aaren running towards Kieran, expecting open arms and the Rogues rushing to his back to fight back ran through my mind. "This isn't our fight." I imagined Kieran say.I could see his lips trembling, anger surging through him. Maybe then he'd decided to run away. He must have been the mastermind behind all these chaos.The idea made my jaw tighten.It fit, didn

“Daisy,” Leon said, stepping forward. “What did she say to you?”I didn’t answer. I couldn’t.I turned and walked into my room, shutting the door behind me before Leon could press further.Inside, the silence was deafening.I sank onto the edge of the bed, my mind spinning. Neena was framing me—trying to twist everything to make me look like the traitor.The scissors. My scent. All of it had been deliberate.I clenched my fists, tears stinging my eyes. No one would believe me. Not against someone like Neena, a trusted pack member. I was just a slave.The weight of it all pressed down on me, suffocating and inescapable.A soft knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. A note slid under the frame, the parchment stark against the dark floor.I picked it up, my fingers trembling as I unfolded it.“Dress up and come to my room.”My stomach dropped, fear curling in my chest like a living thing.Neena showed up not long after, her expression smug as she entered with a small entourage of w