Who would have thought that simply taking me to a safe den to rest would be captured by someone with a hidden agenda?
No wonder Alaric had been acting so distant ever since that night—cold at times, yet forcing himself to appear warm.
It turned out he had been bottling up his feelings all along. He waited until I had secured the allegiance of key wolf packs and quietly leveraged my family’s influence to help him claim the leadership position he wanted for his own territory. Tonight, finally, he chose to explode.
I couldn’t help but feel hurt by his lack of trust.
And yet, he was also the first male I had ever truly fallen for. I didn’t want this misunderstanding to tear us apart.
Even more, I didn’t want my parents to learn that my first true, consuming love had ended before it ever really began. After all, I had fled Emperor Bay to escape the marriage they had planned for me.
I wanted the freedom to choose my own mate, to stand as an equal beside someone, not be trapped in a loveless alliance orchestrated for power. But I had never confided this to anyone—not even Alaric.
I feared that if he discovered I was the Queen Wolf of the Elite Circles, he would feel crushed beneath the weight of my status, insecure and overwhelmed.
Since childhood, every male around me had only ever wanted me for my position. I despised those calculated displays of affection, those compliments dripping with hidden agendas. But Alaric—when he looked at me, his eyes held nothing but stars.
The memory of how perfect things had been made a bitter laugh escape me.
“What are you laughing at?” Alaric’s frown cut through me, his voice sharp with disdain. “How can you laugh at a time like this?”
I lifted my head, holding his gaze without flinching. “Do you honestly think I climb to the top by sleeping with wolves?”
“Then what else have you done?” he sneered, his voice icy. “Tell me—what else could you have done that deserves any respect?”
It felt as if invisible claws had squeezed around my heart, tightening until every breath became a struggle.
I drew in a steadying breath and spoke slowly. “The wolf in that image… is my brother.”
“Your… brother?” Lilith’s laughter rang sharp and cruel. “Do you take us for fools? A ‘sworn brother’ your real brother? Or is that what you call every wolf you sleep with? Must admit, that does make things… more interesting!”