TYRION I was looking at the clean sheets on my bed—with no blood or heart of a dead she-wolf on them. Then my eyes shifted to my desk, dirtied by a pile of ash; it was all that was left of the message I had gotten from a witch. She was playing with me, enjoying every second I tried to contain my wrath while my desperation to catch her kept growing. She kept humiliating me, pointing out my inability to save those whom I vowed to protect. The heart was yet another example of ineptness, along with the heart-missing body of a young female omega, splayed in the palace garden for everyone to see. Zane and I went through all the surveillance footage only to find that a few cameras had "conveniently" been turned off at the probable time of the crime. Well, that was to be suspected of a witch who hadn't been caught in over a decade... I suspected that she had to be using some portal, or whatever witches call the thing that allows them to travel from place to place in a blink of an eye. Nova h

ARIAFelix didn't seem to notice the change in my expression and carried on with the story in between gulping down whiskey. "So we sneaked into this pack's territory, pretending to be humans. A snitch told us that this pack produced and sold drugs based on wolfsbane and silver, and we needed to find proof of it. We decided to look at one of the local clubs, so we went there and got hired as bouncers. Tyrion needed a distraction to search the manager's office, and Zane and I staged a fight to give him a chance to sneak around." He looked at me and chuckled, still oblivious to the panic rising within me. "Well, our staged fight got Zane and me fired and thrown out of the club. Fortunately, Tyrion found what he needed and was about to leave the club, but then a drunken she-wolf pushed him onto the stage, thinking that he was a stripper!" He burst out into laughter.I laughed as well—hysterically. This world might have been filled with miracles, but, Goddess, the whole scenario of Felix's

TYRION"You look like a piece of shit." Felix grimaced, looking me up and down.It had been almost a month since Red left, and I felt worse every day. I smiled angrily and lazily got up from my bed. "Why, thank you, Beta. Your compliments have become more refined."He crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm only stating the facts. It would be easier if you just admitted that you've made a mistake and that you're an asshole.""It won't change anything. Red is an Alpha now; she is safe, that is all that matters," I said, feeling that my heart crumbled more with every word.Felix sighed and sat on my bed. "You should just tell her why you did it. Tell her about the message from the witch. Tell her that the witch wrote that she is going to kill your Queen, and that was why you chose Damara: you needed bait, and you would rather risk Damara's life than Red's. Just fucking tell her that!" The frustration in his voice was obvious.I knew that I wasn't myself without Red, and Felix suffered bec

TYRIONI was overwhelmed by the jasmine-strawberry scent, but I still wanted more. My mate, the one whom I thought was dead, appeared before my eyes as the Alpha of the Bright Haven Pack. Aria and Red were the same person! But how was she alive?! And how could I possibly be such a fucking idiot?! Why couldn't I feel that she was my mate?! I figured out that she had to cover her true scent somehow, but her eyes… Their amazing glow captivated me from the moment I saw her, and I should have somehow recognized her. I had wasted all the time I had her near me when she should have been mine completely...My eyes devoured her slender figure, covered by thin layers of silver silk, with a necklace with a sparkling star-shaped crystal embellishing her neck. Her long, silver hair rested calmly on her shoulders and back, shining like a miraculous aura around her. She was my very own Moon Goddess, and I was ready to worship her for the rest of my life.Once our eyes locked, I lost my breath. The i

ARIAI was kneeling on the floor, numbly staring at my hands covered in the thick redness of Tyrion's blood. I only managed to cry out for help before the despair made me paralyzed. I watched two medics take off Tyrion's jacket and shirt, trying to examine his back."Four bullets," I heard, and my breathing came to a halt.Tyrion was turning paler by the second, and I could feel the shade of my complexion mimicking his. A strong wolf could have easily survived most of the bullet shots, sometimes even shots in the head and heart, but Tyrion had just told me that those bullets carried a lethal poison, and he had been shot four times..."Don't cry, Red… I mean, Aria." Felix's soft voice pulled me out of bewilderment."I'm not crying…" I trailed off as I realized that I'd been shedding wide streams of tears, long enough for them to wet my cheeks, my cleavage, and the neckline of my dress.Felix helped me get up from the floor and walked me out of the ballroom while medics put Tyrion's bod