Silver:“What happens after she leaves?” I asked Mila who seemed bored with the whole thing. “She starts a new life I suppose.” She shrugged, playing with her food like she didn't care, even though I could see she envied the girl. I turned to look at the girl who was stalling by the door, hesitant to leave the harem. The other girls were quiet, watching her transcend.“No one really knows what that ‘new life’ entails”, Mila added drily. I watched her silently, trying to discover exactly where her mind was. At some point, she seemed to want to leave but some other times, she said things like this that made her sound like leaving was way worse than staying. She confused me. I couldn’t figure out any reason why she would suddenly become so different, choosing to hang out with me of all people. “Do you not want to leave?” I asked her. Her eyes shot up at me like I had said something I wasn’t supposed to have said. Her lips and her eyes started shaking as if they were malfunctioning

Silver: He turned back to me and opened his mouth to speak, and his words were nothing but accusatory. “Your roommate told me some of the things she made her and the other girls pass through. How she tortured the girls till they passed out whenever one of their patrons left any complaints about them, how she forcefully inserted pipes and other dangerous things into them, how she killed more than five of the harem girls by force-feeding them experimental drugs, how she has tortured some to death for not obeying threats, and how she has become an expert in covering up the murders. She assured me you both hated her equally, so why is your story different? Are you in any way trying to say that these despicable things she has done are all for discipline?”I turned to Liza who still looked dazed and wondered when she had said any of that. My heart pounded in my chest as I realized what the king was implying. Bile rose in my throat at the things the Alpha king had said, but a quick look at

Alpha Damon: Her hands fidgeted and her eyes still couldn't reach mine even after over three minutes of sitting with her. I admit I didn't make it any easy for her, however, her silence was becoming irritating. She was never this scared of me when I had been actively clamoring for her death, so why now? “What is wrong with you?” I asked and her eyes shot up at me. “My lord…” “Cut it out,” I said, rolling my eyes. “It's just the two of us here. Tell me what is bothering you.” She turned away from me again, her mouth sealed shut. “Look at me.” Her eyes met mine, but they were struggling to hold my gaze. At some point, she was looking over the top of my head instead. “I don't have time for this. Just tell me what is bothering you already.” “Nothing is bothering me, my lord,” she said, shaking her head and that action angered me more. “What makes you think anything is bothering me? I was just a little timid standing in front of so many people.” I swallowed. Of course, she wasn't

Silver:I managed to stay on her back by gripping her fur tightly, as she glided through the forest along with the other wolves who were scampering for their lives. Her wolf bolted through the grassy fields with so much speed that everything I looked at passed by like a blur, and the only sound I could hear was the sound of rushing wind slicing past my ears. Struggling to catch my breath, I buried my head in her fur as I held onto her for dear life. I was unable to forget the smell the rogues had released, a smell so rancid, it announced their presence even before they could be seen. I couldn't get the image of their bloody snouts and mouths dripping with saliva out of my mind either, a sight that disgusted me just as much as it terrified me. My class study on rogues from back in my clan school was one of the few werewolf classes I had ever paid attention to. I had admired rogues because they, like me, were ostracized. I hadn't believed in their existence generally, but just like a

Silver: “Who are you?” I asked her warily and she rolled her eyes. “I literally just told you that. You were in danger, you cried out to my Sovereign and she sent me here.”“So how exactly are you going to help me?” None of this made any sense, but the only thing I could keep doing was ask. I thought I was losing my mind and her answers weren't making it any better. “I already helped you. Why do you think everyone is frozen?” she gave me a ‘duh’ look. “You’re welcome.” “How?” “That's my power. I can bend and freeze time, so that’s exactly what I did.” She walked closer to me, but I only moved further backward. I no longer had my weapon with me, but I made sure to glare at her in a way that would make her know I could throw hands. “I'm here to protect you. There's no need to be scared of me. I thought you would be happy.” “You’re just a child,” I murmured, shaking my head and holding onto a tree. “This is my current form. Cute, right.” She looked down at her baby skin and her c