“Juan, did not think you would disappoint me,”
Juan knelt on the blood–marred marble floor, his palms pressed flat against the ground, trembling under the weight of Silas’s looming presence. The room reeked of expensive cologne, fear, and blood–fresh blood, dripping from Juan’s mouth.
“I allowed you to play in this brothel,” Silas said slowly, each word laced with venom. “Play, Juan. Not become arrogant. Certainly not make me feel like crap,”
Juan coughed, blood staining his lips. “I—I didn’t mean to…”
A savage kick landed in his ribs, sending him crashing against the side pillar. He groaned, spitting another mouthful of blood onto the marble.
“You brought me the wrong she–wolf,” Silas snarled, stepping forward, grabbing Juan by the throat, and yanking him up to his knees again. “How dare you become careless in my work? How dare you act so fucking bold?”
“H was distracted,” Juan choked out, eyes wide with terror.
Silas‘ eyes had blood, “What is the thing that distracted you that you made mistake in my work?!”
“The woman….in disguise,” Juan panted, “She was different, strong, fearless like men. Her scent…it was disguised, I swear. She’s not like the others. She came with four Alphas–powerful ones. I didn’t realize who she was at first until I saw her shifting into her wolf in the camera installed in the room and she killed a twice strong dominating Alpha!”
Silas froze. “Disguised?” he echoed. “And came from the Alphas of the Lupine academy?”
Juan nodded frantically.
A dark smile curved on Silas’s lips, not of amusement, but curiosity—a hunter sensing something rare and precious nearby. He turned toward the massive window overlooking the outer ring of the underground complex.
There, across the balcony, his eyes locked with Ronan.
Even from a distance, the Alpha’s presence pierced like a blade. His posture was tense, his chest heaving with fury, his eyes scanning for blood and vengeance. The sheer dominance rolling off him made Silas’s pupils narrowed as the monster within him stirred.
“Is he one of them? Silas asked without turning around, his voice now deathly calm.
Juan nodded shakily from behind, “Yes, one of the Alphas. I believe he’s the one most desperate for her.”
Sas didn’t respond for a moment. His gaze remained locked on Ronan, studying him, reading the storm behind his silence. The monster within him stirred more violently this time
I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even scream. My limbs were unresponsive, my mind heavy, like I was being pinned beneath invisible chains. The gas still lingered in my blood, inaking everything stow, foggy wrong. But the memory of what that Alpha did to me roared through my mind with every terntying detail. His disgusting touch on my breasts. Hle Weight on me, his hand sliding up my thigh and forcefully separating them, his teeth biting my neck growling (dth as I struggled suffocated me.
I was a prisoner inside myself. The worst part wasn’t even him. It was the she–wolves screaming in the rooms around me, their voices broken, shredded, lifeless. Their begging for mercy was followed by noises of abuse. I could hear them cry, beg, whimper, and then fall silent. One by one. I knew what the silence meant. I knew what came after the silence. I was seconds away from becoming just another ruined soul added to the list. I was seconds away from losing everything that made me me, until Phina took me over.
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