To Break a Silver-Laced Cage
I used my bloodline’s power to forge the city’s most luxurious penthouse into our sacred pack house.
But my fated mate, Caspian Blackwell, gave this house—a symbol of our union—to Brynn Lowell, the widow of his deceased friend, for a ritual to soothe her wolf.
I refused and threw the woman out, along with her belongings.
When Caspian found out, he stormed back from his office. The Alpha's rage pressed down on me like a mountain as he slapped me twice, hard, across the face.
"Hesperia, Brynn's a widow with a pup. All we're doing is letting her soothe her wolf in our pack house. Can't you show an ounce of compassion?"
"Since when did you become so cruel and jealous?"
Watching Caspian defend her so fiercely, I felt the mate bond between us turn to ice.
That day, Caspian locked me in the silver-laced cage in the courtyard, letting his hellhounds tear at my flesh.
Outside the cage, he held Brynn in his arms, watching me coldly.
"Hesperia, your jealousy caused Brynn's mental breakdown today. Her inner wolf almost shattered because of it."
"This is the punishment you deserve."
My heart died in that instant. I grabbed my phone, opening the bloodline link to my father.
"Father, for what Caspian Blackwell and Brynn Lowell have done... I'll make them pay in blood. I will see them utterly destroyed."