Scott pressed the call button and Burke picked up on the first ring.“What the fuck are you saying?!” Scott spat before Burke could speak. “How could she disappear?! Fuck! What did you guys do to make her disappear?! You—”“Calm down,” Burke cut in firmly. “Swearing at me won’t bring her back, Scott. I need you to calm down.”Scott hated to admit that Burke was right. However, for the sake of the moon goddess, he couldn’t help but feel angry. After the emotional incident, seeing the alliance headquarters burnt, and meeting his biological mother, now he must hear the news that his lover is missing. Fuck. Tell him who can calm down in this situation.“What happened?” asked Scott later. He gripped the steering wheel tightly, trying to resist the urge to scream and curse everyone at Silvercrest.“We were on a routine patrol, and a mob of rogues attacked the border.”“A mob of rogues?”“Yes. It looks like they’re carrying something… like when the rogues attacked you. Some were seriously in

When Scott woke up, he was already in a chair. His feet and hands were bound by chains, and they were silver chains because they burned his skin, and his body was tied together on a chair.Ciara was kneeling before him in a cage. Hands and feet were still tied to the handcuffs. Not a single strand of thread covered her body. And at that moment, Scott roared with anger. He growled and tried to break free from the damn chain.No one is allowed to see Ciara—his Ciara—in this state.“What do we have here?” hissed a voice, and a figure emerged from a dark corner of the room. It rose like a slender tree trunk in winter. “To think it was so easy to catch a werewolf,” he said. “So it’s true. Love makes anyone stupid, including werewolves.”Without needing to be told, Scott could deduce who this bastard in front of him was. He was the one who made Ciara’s life miserable, locked her up like an animal, and made her a guinea pig all her life.“Welcome,” said the man as he spread his arms, as if h

The dripping water sounded like monotonous music, bringing a cool breeze through the open window.Ciara stared blankly outside, letting the raindrops wet the patch of floor under the window.Every time she blinked, she was afraid that this place would change and she would return to her prison. And she breathed a sigh of relief that it didn’t happen. No matter how long she closed her eyes when she opened them, she was still in the living room of Scott’s house.Upon returning from the horrific kidnapping drama, the main team gave her a long vacation from patrol. Even though Ciara said she needed to be out there more to relieve her anxiety, the team decided otherwise. And this time Ciara believes they took the decision under Scott’s influence.Three days had passed and during those three days, it had been raining non-stop. Sometimes the water flows down from the sky, along with the wind and lightning, sometimes it’s just a weak drizzle like this afternoon. It was the perfect atmosphere f

Even though Sewell didn’t say it as blatantly as Vaire, Ciara could tell he was feeling bored.If she thought about it, even though it’s nice and clean, Scott’s house didn’t really have much to offer. He didn’t have a walk-in closet full of pretty clothes like Vaire’s, or a large swimming pool surrounded by chaise lounges with big umbrellas.Even the main base looks more interesting than this boring house. There Ciara could do many things and meet many people.All this time Ciara didn’t notice, because she was busy making love to Scott every chance she got. They don’t just do it in their bedrooms, but also in living rooms, on kitchen counters, and—“Hoam!” Sewell yawned really hard, then he covered his mouth while glaring at Ciara. “I’m sorry!”This was the fifth time he had yawned. Sewell had been playing on his cell phone for about ten minutes after they had talked about things related to the patrol team. Looks like he’s getting bored with his phone, too.Ciara felt sorry for him.“

Ciara was stunned.“My real… pack?” Her voice felt unreal, echoing in her chest and head. “What do you mean?”Actually, Ciara knew what Scott meant. She was just too scared to admit it. Because this is all so impossible to be true.All this time, she had been instilled in the belief that she did not belong to a pack. She was just a lone werewolf who had an unfortunate fate and ended up in the hands of a criminal organization.So when Scott said that to her, she couldn’t just believe it.“You know what I mean,” said Scott. “You come from a pack deep in the northern forest. A closed community. They don’t interact much with the outside world, so I know little about them.”Ciara stared blankly at the top of the bed. The sheets crumpled underneath, and the blankets piled at the foot of the bed became silent witnesses of her and Scott’s romance. And now those objects bear witness to one of the biggest realities in her life.Just a few minutes ago, she had felt happy and now her feelings wer