Aaron’s POV“0315!”As I called out the name of my prisoner, an eerie silence permeated the room, causing a growing sense of unease within me.My wolf, Zack, intuitively picked up on my agitation as he grew anxious deep in me. Despite my attempts to stay rational and composed, my body betrayed me, and I found myself impulsively rushing towards the bathroom door to investigate the unsettling silence.It was then that I realized why my mate’s scent got weaker. 0315 was lying on the ground and was unconscious. She didn’t even finish wearing the clothes I prepared for her to wear. Holding the shirt with one hand, she’s lying on cold ceramic tiles with only her brassier and undergarment.I shouldn’t feel empathy towards my girlfriend’s murderer. But when I saw that delicate woman looking so weak, I let out a massive roar with my Alpha voice.I rushed over and quickly held her in my arms. She felt like she would snap like a twig if I were careless.“Angelica! Angelica!”Upon my summons, the
Griffin’s POVI am a General Surgeon who has been practicing medicine for 7 years, and high rated in 37 conditions. My top areas of expertise are Pancreatic Cancer, Familiar Pancreatic Cancer, Pheochromocytoma, and Splenectomy. I chose this path and even studied abroad to fulfill my promise to a friend.‘I will be the best Pack’s Doctor so I can treat my friend’s Grandmother.’ Therefore, I planned to search for my friend and visit her soon as I returned to my country and went home. However, I received an urgent call from Alpha Lycan’s castle.[“We need the best Pack’s doctor to treat the Lycan’s prisoner! Come quick!”]The Pack’s hospital recommended I take over the situation as they believed I could satisfy the Alpha’s needs. The other doctors told me I should be careful dealing with the Alpha because he’s not in the right state.The Lycan’s Alpha’s girlfriend died recently together with their unborn baby. Alpha Aaron was holding his prisoner in his castle, and it was said that he t
Aaron’s POVThe opulent beam of moonlight cascaded through the ajar window of the guest chamber. I stood by the window, enraptured by the full moon's radiance, reminiscing about the nights I spent admiring the celestial splendor with my beloved Vera.Wasn’t it three months ago?We ventured into the guest room and spent a pleasurable night together. After that, we stood beside the window and discussed our dream future.“It was three months ago. And Vera was three months pregnant when she died,” I said to myself before grinding my teeth in madness and pain.Reflecting on the tragic event, my heart ached with empathy for Vera and her loved ones. Vera's life was cut short three months ago, and she was three months pregnant at the time. The thought of her untimely passing filled me with a deep sense of sorrow and anguish. And yet, I wanted to remember all the memories I have with her to remind myself whom I should seek revenge for. But then, I couldn’t stop thinking about my prisoner, 0315
Griffin’s POVThe resplendent rays of the sun danced off the window, casting a luminous glow throughout the room. My gaze fell upon Olive, who lays in a peaceful slumber upon the opulent bed. Her once feverish state had subsided, and her complexion was now calm and serene.“Thank the Goddess, you’re finally okay,” I said as I sat on the bed beside her.I stared at her face, which seemed like a work of art made by the Goddess of the Moon. I knew she was already cute when we were just kids, but calling her “beautiful” right now was an understatement.Every curve from brow to ankle was precisely to match my dream desire. Even her gentle expression while sleeping tugged another string in my heart. Watching her punched the mute button on my thoughts, and any words to say flew from my mind. I could only gawk at her, rapt and speechless.“Why did you grow up so gorgeous, Olive?”Looking at her, I felt an overwhelming urge to reach out and touch her cheek. But then I remembered that Olive was
Olive’s POVAs I stood in my grandmas’ garden, a young boy approached me holding a precious little white rabbit.“Olive! Olive! Look at this! I brought a rabbit! Isn’t it cute?”My heart melted at the sight of the charming creature, and I couldn't help but express my admiration. "Oh my, how absolutely adorable!" I exclaimed with genuine delight.“I wish I could take this fluffy little bunny home with me,” the boy said.He pouted his cheeks, and as I observed him, he appeared to resemble a squirrely hastily collecting and storing nuts into his cheeks. I took the rabbit from his grasp and inquired, “Then why don’t you take it back home?”He responded, “I can’t. My father prohibited me from bringing pets into our residence. He said I am a predator and should not show mercy toward prey.”"Hey, remember when we first met? You were crying while holding an injured bird in your hand and trying to help it fly again. Ever since we met, I have seen you as someone who cannot hurt anyone or anythi
Aaron's POVIt has been forty-eight hours since 0315 has remained unconscious.I proceeded to my quarters to ascertain her condition, but upon approaching the door, I detected commotion emanating from within. Subsequently, I heard footsteps coming to the entrance, leading me to surmise that my captive had regained consciousness. In anticipation of this, I opened the door and apprehended her in the act of attempting to flee."Oh!" she gasped, her eyes getting bigger while looking at me.I was also shocked to see her up and with the vigor to stand up and shout. Nevertheless, I maintained a composed demeanor, crossing my arms and arching my eyebrows."Where do you think you're off to, 0315?" I inquired. "Were you on your way to escape my castle?"She shook her head and responded vexingly, "No, I had no intention of escaping. It's just that... I am uncertain of how I arrived in this unfamiliar location. I feared that I had made an error entering this room."If there was someone who made a
Olive’s POVLycan's Aaron's behaviours left me feeling quite perplexed. Despite his apparent disdain towards me and his desire to make me pay for his girlfriend's death, I was taken aback when he allowed me to rest and recuperate in his room for two days. And although he spoke coldly, he asked me to come and eat lunch with him.‘What if he’s not that bad at all?’ As the memory of Vera's tragic demise on the road, drenched in blood, resurfaced in my mind, I questioned whether Aaron, the Lycan, could ever find it in his heart to forgive me. The notion seemed implausible.A sense of despondency overtook me as I contemplated the possibility of being forever despised by him. I walked alongside him, my head bowed low, as we made our way to the dining hall.As I stepped into the dining room, my heart pounded with fear as I was met with the piercing gazes of the Omega werewolves. Their eyes bore into me with a vexation that made my blood run cold. I knew they suspected me of killing Vera, Ly
Olive's POV"It was me!" a female omega maid stepped out and went on her knees. "It was me who served the rotten food, Lycan!"A youthful Omega, who appeared to be a tender age than myself, admitted to her error. Her face was adorned with freckles, and her hands bore the marks of laborious toil. Although she appeared diligent, her unblemished visage and indications of exhaustion did not deter me from harbouring a sense of disapproval towards her transgressions.Upon hearing the confession, I turned my gaze towards Aaron, pondering how he would respond.Aaron's eyes narrowed as he took a deep breath and glared at her. "What the hell were you thinking?" he barked, his voice dripping with anger and authority."Oh, Alpha Lycan, please forgive me! It was all a mistake, I swear. I had no idea that the meat was spoiled. Please believe me!""Are you kidding me? Should I march into that damn kitchen and strangle that incompetent chef? He's too damn foolish to realise he's serving up putrid gar