Theo POV “My Lord, all of Arkan's followers have been scorched.” The blood-wiping movement on the sword stopped as soon as I heard the report from my team members. My sensitive nose moved slowly, sensing the presence of several werewolves not far from the main headquarters. “Are you sure you burned them all?” I asked Franz. I continued the process of cleaning the sword until it returned to its spotless shine. “I am certain, my Lord. We have combed the whole place in the main headquarters and directly scorched them to dust,” Franz replied steadily. I examined the tip of my sword and then sheathed it in a cloth made of bearskin. Then I turned to face Franz. Without saying a word, I walked down the hall of the main headquarters. 'Six o'clock; five bastards are hiding in there,' Prince told me through our mind link. As directed by Prince, I walked into a room that was never used. My sensitive ears clearly heard the whisper in there, even though it was faint. With one hard kick, the

Damelza POV I looked away as Theo's words slid into my eardrums. My Alpha wants a baby, and it's my duty to obey him. I lifted my head up, where millions of stars were scattered in the sky. It's so beautiful; it makes me remember the memories with Dean, my dead older brother. His passing left a very deep wound in my heart, but I had to walk forward. I would rather not keep letting my life go downhill. I am determined to change my life for the better by opening a new chapter with Theo, my Alpha. Dean, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I fell in love with the man who killed you. I should have hated him with all my heart because he made you leave me alone in this world. But fate seems to be playing tricks on me; Theo is my mate. He is my soulmate and the one who has power over me. I can't live without Theo's mark. He will be the father of my children someday. Theo is my reason for fighting my trauma with blood. I even tried hard to practice martial arts and hone my shooting skills so that I wou

Theo POV The information brought to me by Franz made me furious, and I wanted to kill everyone who was near me. Louis was badly wounded, and my dear brother was wounded by the bastard werewolf. He's one of the angels the Goddess sent me. Louis was the one who took me away from the darkness, showering me with affection like his younger brother. Although I'm not Louis' biological brother. Someone who is always there whenever I need help, someone who can understand me better than I can. I was furious when Louis received six gunshot wounds to the arm and thigh. Plus, his stomach was punctured by a knife, and his body was full of bruises and covered with a lot of blood. The information Franz gave me made my anger completely unstoppable. I swear to God, I'm going to kill every family that gets my brother badly hurt. “Bastard! Who dares to hurt Louis?” I asked Franz, who was standing right next to me. “Sean's Alpha family,” Franz replied quietly. I grin when I hear the name of the p

If Louis had let his parents die, Theo couldn't. The wounds that were buried so deeply have risen again. Theo's heart was broken when he saw his brother crying every night and calling his parents' names. Theo has experienced the loss of his parents, and now he is experiencing it again. Every night, Theo stood at the door of Louis' room. His brother cried so softly, describing how much he felt lost. Until Theo hears Louis say a sentence that makes him furious. “Mom and Dad are happy there. I'll take good care of Theo. May uncle regret having committed the crime against you,” Louis said that night. Theo turned his eyes away, not expecting that Louis already knew the culprit behind the tragedy that killed their parents. With anger already reaching the crown, Theo opened the door of Louis' room roughly. “Hello, little wolf. You haven't slept?” Louis asked, wiping away his tears. He always called his younger brother the “little wolf,” even though Theo was already a teenager. Louis alw

Theo POV I stood in the doorway with my gaze focused on Louis. The bright smile that once brought me out of the darkness was always embedded in his handsome face. One of his hands freed from the infusion moved, waving at me. I sat there, not knowing why my feet felt so heavy. “Come here, my little wolf.” Louis called me by his favorite little name. I bowed with both my eyes glazed over when I heard the call. As much as possible, I hide my sadness by thinking of beautiful moments so that tears do not come out. “Theo, you would rather not see me.” Louis's voice turned sad, and I could hear that he was sighing. 'Your brother missed you, Bro. I'm sure he misses you very much.' Prince said via mind-link. Finally, I decided to walk closer to his bed, then sit down on a chair. My hands trembled as my skin came into contact with the fabric of the blanket that enveloped Louis' body. All of a sudden, the memories of the bloody tragedy that befell Louis were pitted against each other in my