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Nathan’s POV 

1 spread the maps across the table. Isson and Tyler stood beside me both studying the detailed charts of Eclipse territory with intense concentration

We need to confirm if the enemy is using Eclipse’s ports as a base, stated, tracing my finger along the coastline

Jason frowned, his eyes narrowing. Nathan, what exactly is your plan? Raymond is cunning, but he wouldn’t expose himself so obviously

I met his gaze steadily. I’ll find a way to get the information we need.” 

Jason’s expression hardened, frustration evident in the tightening of his jaw. We’d been at this impasse for weeks now him pressing for my marriage to Madison, me finding reasons to delay

Your Majesty,I said suddenly, making my decision. You’ve been wanting me to marry Madison, haven’t you? I’ll do it. Within

month 

Both men stared at me in surprise. Tyler’s scent spiked with concern, but he remained silent in the king’s presence

Jason recovered quickly, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. Very good. I’ll announce it this afternoon.” 

I nodded curtly, already plotting my next moves. Madison was Raymond’s daughter and confidante she would know about any secret operations. Getting close to her was the most efficient way to gather intelligence

As the meeting concluded, I strode from the room, my mind already calculating the risks ahead. The sound of hurried footsteps behind me told me Tyler was following

Nathan, why suddenly-he began once we were alone in the corridor

I cut him off, turning to face him. Because I need Madison to approach me willingly.” 

My eyes flickered with dangerous gold, a warning not to question me further. I didn’t want to discuss how much I detested the thought of being near Madison, how every instinct in my body revolted against the idea

But for my territory, for the safety of my people, I would endure it

Notify the warriors to be ready,I ordered. We may need to move quickly.” 

Tyler hesitated, concern etched across his features, but nodded his agreement. Yes, Alpha.” 

I was reviewing battle reports in my suite when a sharp knock interrupted my concentration. The familiar scent of Madison’s perfume though noticeably lighter than usual wafted through the door

Taking a deep breath to steel myself, I crossed the room and opened it

Madison stood there, her appearance more subdued than I’d ever seen. Her makeup was lighter, her dress more con 

tive

Nathan!Her voice held barely contained excitement. Is it true? About our wedding?” 

I regarded her coldly. It’s the king’s will.

You agreed to marry me in a month?Her eyes sparkled with eagerness

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Are you questioning my decision?I raised an eyebrow, my voice regaining even

Madison quickly softened her approach. May I come in? Her tone was gentler than I’d ever heard from her

1 stepped aside wordlessly, allowing her entry into my private space Every muscle in my body tensed as she passed me, her scent invading my territory. I winced, my jaw clenching uncomfortably. I reminded myself this was necessary a strategic move to protect my pack

I settled onto the leather sofa, maintaining my distance and emotionless expression. Madison hesitated briefly before taking a seat nearby

So, what do you need from me?I asked bluntly

Madison clasped her hands in her lap, suddenly the picture of a demure fiancée. Since we’re getting married, I thought we should discuss some details.” 

Go ahead.My gaze remained steady, watchful

I’d like to take a photo for the newspaper announcement. Perhaps we could have lunch today and discuss some specifics?she suggested

When?I kept my responses minimal, fighting the urge to end this conversation as quickly as possible

How about today?she asked hopefully

I nodded once, already planning how to use this opportunity. Fine.” 

I donned a formal black jacket, every moment in Madison’s presence an exercise in restraint. As we walked together toward the castle’s royal dining room, curious glances followed us

This was exactly what I needed to be seen publicly accepting the engagement

Nathan?Madison’s voice interrupted my thoughts. I’m glad we’re finally appearing in public together.” 

I didn’t respond, focusing instead on maintaining my composure

When we reached the restaurant, the maître dapproached with a respectful bow. Will it be just the two of you dining today?” 

Yes,Madison answered eagerly. We’re celebrating something special.” 

This way, AlphaLuna,he responded, leading us to a private table

Luna. The title hit me like a physical blow. Only one woman should have held that title in my pack, and she was gone

I clenched my jaw, forcing back the surge of emotion that threatened to overwhelm me

Madison was basking in the recognition, practically glowing as she settled into her chair. She ordered an expensive wine, clearly prepared to enjoy this charade

Nathan, thank you for agreeing to have lunch with me,she said, her voice honeyed

Let’s discuss the photo,I replied, cutting straight to business

Yes, I was wondering what time and location you think would be appropriate.” 

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I maintained my neutral expression. You choose the time, as long as you’d prefer somewhere coast 1? An island, perhaps?I watched her 

Yes, I do love islands. That’s where I’m from,she replied

Tell me about them, I prompted, my interest appearing casual

What would you like to know

Which places would you recommend visiting?” 

it doesn’t interfere with my work. As for location, I imagine action carefully

Madison began describing various islands some good for private gatherings, others for cuisine. She mentioned disliking busy trading ports

Does your family have private islands?I asked

Of course!Pride colored her tone

I imagine they’re quiet, since they don’t allow large vessels to dock? I probed

You’re right about that. My private islands are exactly like that,she confirmed

A slight smile tugged at my lips

What are you smiling about?she asked

You’re the only heir. All your father’s private islands will be yours someday, including the larger, busier ones. Seems you’ll have quite the responsibility. Tell me, how many public and private port cities do you control in total?” 

Madison mentioned four main public ports

Interesting. Can you name those four public ports? I’ve never visited your private ports,I continued

Would you like to visit a private port?she asked, her tone probing

Perhaps.My expression revealed nothing

Well, there’s Phantom, but it’s rather boring” 

Phantom. That was it

I concentrated, activating the mind link with Tyler. Phantom.” 

His response came immediately. Understood, Alpha. I’ll send scouts to investigate right away.” 

Madison leaned forward, suspicion crossing her features. Nathan, why are you suddenly so interested in our islands?” 

Shouldn’t I be?I countered smoothly

NaNathan?she stammered

I deliberately softened my tone, though it felt like swallowing poison We’re about to be married. Don’t you want me to take an 

interest?” 

Her face lit up instantly. Yesyes, of course! Nathan, I’m so happy, truly!” 

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The story opens on a dark, stormy night as Rachel runs frantically through the rain, her body aching and lungs burning. Every step feels like torture, but she can’t stop—she’s already late. And in her world, being late has consequences. The memory of her last punishment haunts her; she was only two minutes late then, and the beating left her unable to lie down for a week. Now, dread coils in her stomach. If her father is angry again, she fears he might actually kill her this time.

Soaked and trembling, she finally reaches her father’s office. Before entering, Rachel hears voices through the slightly open door. Her stepmother, Isabel, is speaking in a tone dripping with malicious glee. “Darling… in a few days, she won’t be our problem anymore.” Rachel freezes, her mind spinning. She? Were they talking about her? Isabel’s next words send chills down her spine — “…they’ll take her away, and we’ll get the money.”

Confusion and terror fill Rachel’s thoughts. Who would “take her away”? Why was there money involved? Before she can make sense of it, a familiar mocking voice whispers behind her, “Tick tock, Rachel. You’re late again.” It’s Daniel, her stepbrother — the one who has haunted her life for years with his unwanted advances.

Daniel eyes her soaked clothes with that same predatory gleam that makes her skin crawl. He reaches to touch her face, and she jerks away. “Don’t touch me,” she snaps, but he only smirks and pushes the door open, announcing her presence to the room.

Inside, her father, Henry Sullivan, looks up, anger already simmering in his bloodshot eyes. The heavy scent of whiskey fills the air. Isabel sits beside him, her long nails tapping impatiently against the desk. “I told you she was trouble,” she sneers. “Sneaking around and eavesdropping like a rat.”

Henry’s voice roars like thunder, shaking Rachel to her core. “Were you listening in on us?” She stammers, trying to think fast. “I—I brought the money I earned today…” She fumbles for her small wallet, hoping the offering will calm him down.

But Isabel’s cold laugh cuts through the air. “Trying to cover your crimes with a few dollars? How clever.”

Henry snatches the wallet from her trembling hands and dumps its contents on the desk. His eyes narrow. “This is all?”

“The rain kept customers away today,” Rachel says softly. “I gave you everything I earned.”

Her words only enrage him further. “You dare mock me? Are you saying I depend on you to feed me?” His voice rises, his face flushed with fury.

“No! I’m sorry—please don’t—”

But it’s too late. His hand strikes her with brutal force, sending her crashing to the floor. Pain explodes across her cheek, the metallic taste of blood filling her mouth. Before she can recover, his fists rain down again, striking her back and head. She curls into a ball, sobbing, “Father, please stop!”

Isabel’s voice cuts in, not out of concern but calculation. “You’ll kill her, Henry. Remember—her pretty face and voice are her biggest assets. We don’t want to damage those.”

Henry’s hand pauses mid-air. Breathing heavily, he snarls, “She’s clearly not working hard enough. This money is nothing!”

Isabel sighs dramatically. “Anyway, you spoke with Tyler this morning. The plan for her is already in motion. In a few days, our financial problems will be solved, and she won’t be our concern anymore.”

Rachel’s mind spins. What plan? What are they talking about?

Henry looks down at her with a cruel smile. “You seem confused, daughter.”

Isabel leans forward, her eyes gleaming. “Tell her, Henry. I bet she’ll be thrilled about the news.”

Henry straightens, adjusting his shirt, and says with chilling calmness, “You’re going to do something important for us. Something that will change our lives forever. You will serve the Alpha of the Ironjaw Pack. He needs a breeder—and he’s willing to pay good money for one.”

Rachel’s heart stops. A breeder. She knows exactly what that means. Breeders are women used to produce heirs for powerful Alphas—nothing more than property, discarded once their purpose is fulfilled.

She stares at them, trembling. “No… please. Don’t make me do this.”

Isabel smirks, her voice coated in venomous sweetness. “Oh, come now, Rachel. You should be honored to serve the richest, most powerful Alpha of all. He may have killed many, but he’s famous. Being part of his pack is a privilege.”

Rachel can barely breathe. The Ironjaw Alpha is known throughout the region for his brutality. The stories about him—killing his own servants, even members of his pack—are enough to make anyone shiver.

Desperate, she crawls toward her father, clutching the hem of his pants. “Please, Father, don’t send me to him. I’ll work harder. I promise. I’m your daughter—your only child! I can still make you proud, carry your name—”

Henry’s face contorts with rage, and before she can finish, his fist slams into her ribs. She cries out, curling up on the floor. “How dare you speak to her like that!” he shouts when Rachel turns to Isabel for help.

Her tears flow freely now, blurring her vision as memories of a happier time resurface—back when her mother, Marie, was still alive. Back when her father had been kind and called her his “little lark.” The man who had once loved her was gone, replaced by this drunken monster.

“Father, please,” she sobs, “if Mother were still alive—”

She doesn’t get to finish. His hands wrap around her throat, lifting her from the ground. “You will do as I say,” he growls, slamming her against the wall. She claws at his hands, gasping for air as black dots cloud her vision.

Finally, he releases her and calls, “Daniel.”

Her stepbrother appears immediately, smirking. “Yes, Alpha?”

Henry glares down at Rachel. “Take her upstairs. Clean her up. Our esteemed guest will arrive soon, and I don’t want her looking like this.”

Rachel’s body trembles violently as Daniel steps forward, his eyes filled with the same sick desire as before. As he reaches for her, everything fades.

The last thing she feels before darkness takes her is the burning ache of betrayal — her father, the man who once called her his angel, has sold her to a monster.

Her mind echoes with one final thought as she slips into unconsciousness: How did it come to this?

She remembers her mother’s gentle voice singing her to sleep, whispering, “You have the voice of an angel, my little lark. One day, it will bring you happiness.”

But that prophecy feels cruelly ironic now. Her voice and her beauty — the gifts her mother once cherished — have become the very chains that seal her fate.

As sleep claims her, Rachel’s final conscious thought is filled with despair. Her life is no longer her own. She is nothing but a tool — a breeder for a ruthless Alpha whose name alone makes wolves tremble.

And somewhere deep inside her, a fragile hope dies, leaving only fear, pain, and the faint echo of the rain that still beats relentlessly against the window.

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