LISA’S POVTime had slipped away into the darkness. As I blinked awake, I felt as though I had been thrust into an abyss. The world around me was shrouded in a cloak of impenetrable darkness.A dull, throbbing pain started to radiate from the right side of my neck, spreading rapidly through my veins like wildfire. As I forced myself upright, my hand instinctively shot to the source of the discomfort, gently cradling the tender skin there.“What happened to me,” Then, like a dam bursting, memories flooded back. Asher and I were lost in a moment of passion, his lips on mine. Then came the sudden, sharp pain as his teeth sank into my flesh. His eyes, wild and untamed, haunted my thoughts, causing my breath to hitch.“Why, Asher?” I whispered into the void. His eyes glowed with a wild, wolfish light, far from human. The teeth that nipped at my flesh were not just teeth; they were the fangs of his beastly form. A shiver ran down my spine. Was it anger that made him bite me, or was it somet

ASHER’S POVThe room bore silent witness to my turmoil. My breaths emerged as ragged gasps, my fists clenched so tightly that my knuckles blanched.'Then I rather die' The echo of Lisa’s decision still reverberated in my mind, an unyielding storm that refused to subside. Our bond, once strong, was now hanging by a thread. All because of a moment’s weakness—a moment when the desires of my inner wolf overpowered my own restraint.“Why?” I whispered into the emptiness, my voice barely a breath. “Why did it have to come to this?”The door creaked open, interrupting the silence. Silas stepped in, his head bowed in deference. “You called for me, Alpha?”I turned to him, my eyes pleading for the answers I hoped he could provide. “Have you seen Lisa?” I inquired, maintaining a steady voice despite the turmoil within.Silas nodded with a solemn expression. “I saw her, Alpha. She was… distressed, down the hallway. I attempted to engage her in conversation, but she remained unresponsive.”A wave

JONAS POVCold, calculated thoughts raced through my mind as I stood over Lisa’s crumpled form on the floor. The idea of ending her life quickly, offering a swift and merciful death, had initially seemed more appealing.It was a tempting thought, a way to spite Asher, to rip something precious from him just as he had done to me. But as I stood there, a cruel smile playing on my lips, I realized the folly of such a decision.Why should I grant her a swift demise? Why should I deprive myself of the pleasure of witnessing her prolonged suffering, of observing Asher’s heart shatter as he tirelessly searches for her?The thought incites a perverse sense of joy, a dark satisfaction that sends a shiver down my spine. However, before indulging in that, I have a debt to settle. Tacha, the treacherous sorceress, awaits her dues.I cast one last glance at Lisa. Her body was heaving with ragged breaths, her eyes wide with terror. The sight brought a cruel smile to my face once again, a grim satis