*Mackenzie*„Oh, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be here.” I stood up immediately as her words sank into my brain.The memory of Ester demanding respect, obedience, and bowing when speaking to her made me hang my head low, clasp my hands, and wait for the punishment.„Please don’t say that. Here, everyone is welcome.” The Luna stood up and tried to return me to my seat.„You have nothing to fear about, Mackenzie. And I believe Mrs. Kringle should be back shortly.” She pulled my hand down, and I sat down on the chair.„Thank you.” „If you don’t mind asking. Why are you here? I mean, at the rogue’s territory?” She asked, and my heart started beating erratically.Why, from all the questions possible, did she have to ask that one? My leg started to bounce sightly under the table, and the sweat formed on my forehead.I dared myself to lift my head and meet her eyes, worriedly staring at me. She looked like an angel but without wings. She didn’t look like Esther at all. She didn’t demand obedience,

*Claire*I watched her peacefully sleeping on the couch in the living room with the little lynx snoring on her chest. I knew she would react badly, but I wasn’t expecting a total blacking out. I sipped my coffee, sitting in the chair observing Mackenzie, waiting for Caris's return.The moment she walked into the bakery, I knew she looked familiar. That red hair was one of a kind, but I focused on her eyes. Her eyes were a constant reminder of what happened to my beloved pack. Although they didn’t have the same malice, the color reminded me of a man who once was my ally before he turned into a murderer.„How is she? Has she woken up already?” Caris asked once she opened the front door, bringing the firewood to light up the fireplace.„She’s still out. Not sure why, though. It couldn’t have been anything more than a simple shock, so I don’t know why she’s been lying there for three hours.” I answer

*Mackenzie*„What do you mean you have already done the test?” I screamed, shocked at Robert’s confession.He sat unaffected, feeding Fireball with the nutrients that he brought with him. Claire clearly provided him with all this because his first assumption was that I was hiding a baby in my cabin. His face was priceless when he realized I had become a mother to a little lynx.„That’s what exactly it means. I have already passed the test, and I’m officially a Rogue King’s pack member.” He stated, proudly showing me his wrist with a howling wolf tattoo.„How? When? Why?” I questioned, grabbing his hand to examine the red marks.It looked fresh. The area was still red and raised above the skin slightly. I noticed some blood leaking underneath the top layer of skin, so it must have been done today because, with Robert’s wolfish healing, it would be healed soon.„It’s

*Conrad*I felt as if I was floating instead of running. Rip was moving through the forest like a bullet, quickly and precisely hitting the spot. The run to the cabin took us less than I anticipated, and before I knew it, Rip was standing proudly in all his glory on the lawn in front of the porch.’So what now, smartass?’ I mocked as he stood undecided about what to do next.’Fuck off!’ He rolled his eyes and forced a quick but painful shift.„Fuck!” I breathed as I kneeled on the cold grass, butt-naked, gasping in pain that I felt even in the smallest cartilage.His amused chuckle buzzed in my head as I tried to gather myself up and approach the situation as befits a fucking Rogue King. I knew entering the cabin without clothes was not an option, so I walked behind the house, opened the small wooden box, and took out the stash of clothes I kept there.„I’m fucking freezing my

*Mackenzie*After my short but pleasant visit to the bakery, I decided to go to the pack house to find Caris and Claire to apologize for my rude behavior the other day. After the encouraging words from Mrs. Kringle, the walk toward the pack house wasn’t as scary as it had been the last time. I could fully admire the luxurious villa and picturesque surroundings this time. Not walking as if to an execution, I looked around shamelessly, gushing over the tiniest adorable thing. Never in my wildest dreams would I picture the mighty, ruthless, and merciless rogue king living surrounded by flowers.This whole territory looked more like something out of a princess fairy tale than the seat of the dark ruler. Although there were still many parts of the land I hadn’t seen, I had noticed nothing suggesting even the presence of a prison or dungeon. However, that could easily be covered by a thicket of trees.