Chapter 81

CARLYLE’S POV

The decision to contine Raina to the pack dungeon echoed through the

Ancient corridors, a somber decree born out of her audacious attempt to harm the pack’s royals. The damp, dimly lit dungeon, usually reserved for the most severe transgressions, now housed the source of recent turmoil.

As I approached the cold iron bars that scaled Raina within the subterranean chamber, the air thickened with the residue of tension and retribution. She was now stripped of the bravado that marked our encounter, locked eyes with a mixture of defiance and realization.

“You brought this upon yourself, I stated firmly, the weight of leadership infusing my words. The pack’s justice system demanded consequences for those who threatened the very core of our

existence.

“You won’t go scot–free with this, you’ll have to face my brother for this, trust me!” She swore but it only amused me, the way she acted. Ever since she helped me, she never let the opportunity slide without rubbing it in my face that I sought her help.

“You’re wrong, dear. That’s in your territory and not in mine.”

“Fuck you, Carlyle. Fuck you!” She yelled as I left.

The dungeon’s heavy door creaked open as I left, returning to my abode when a messenger came to tell me that Alpha Rex seeks my audience. Smiling. I looked at my behind, taking a moment to digest Raina’s expression.

Back, in my office, the door opened, revealing Raina’s brother, no other than Rex, framed in the muted light of the corridor. His presence brought with it a tension that reverberated through the stone walls.

“You’ve crossed a line by imprisoning my sister,” he declared, his gaze unwavering. The air in the dungeon seemed to thicken as he stepped forward, the subtle undercurrent of a challenge lingering.

“That’s no friendly way to greet your fellow Alpha.”

I met his gaze evenly, acknowledging the gravity of the situation. I flashed him a smile but he wasn’t smiling. Instead, he glared daggers at me like that.

“Her actions posed a threat to the royals and the stability of our pack. Consequences are inevitable.” I finally said, offering him a

at to lay his butt.

He clenched his jaw, the lines of his face etched with frustration. “There must be another way to resolve this. I’m here to negotiate her release.”

“Of course, there are, but are you sure that it would be ellicient?”

engaged in a delicate dance of diplomacy within the

played on the cold floor, bearing witness to the intricate interplay of alliances and tensions.

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of the pack is paramount. Raina’s release must come with assurances of peace and a

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broader implications and he nodded in reluctant understanding. The negotiations

suggested, his tone measured. “Release Raina, and

of the offer demanding thoughtful consideration. The dungeon’s cold walls seemed to absorb

agreement.

undergoing training in my pack. If Rex commits to this pact and ensures Raina’s compliance, we can find a resolution that serves both our interests,” I conceded, recognizing the delicate dance of diplomacy unfolding in the dimly

stays far away from this pack and hand over the Lupicure essence while being at our service whenever we need

over it. It wouldn’t work without a royal from their

I agreed to that condition.”

the terms of the agreement crystallized, a semblance of accord emerged, the rival Alpha. acknowledging the broader implications of maintaining peace within

creaked open once more under my order, signaling a tentative

RAINA’S POV

determined to lay bare the complexities that had woven a tapestry of distance between us. A sliver of hope whispered that this moment might grant me

the air. Bracing myself, I pushed the door ajar, hoping for a private encounter with Carlyle. However, what met my eyes was a scene that unraveled

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within the confines of the chamber. The atmosphere, thick with

doorway, an unintended intruder to a moment that spoke of connections that had

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laughter and

revelation, I grappled with a spectrum of emotions–surprise, yearning, and a pang of jealousy. The silent retreat from the doorway mirrored the retreat

as the guard approached, I had to pretend like I just got there. I never knew iwas going to suffer

shelter in my pack now had the right to boss Carlyle’s messenger. She shunned me off without an

revelation, a concoction of emotions swirled within me a blend of heartache, jealousy, and a desperate desire for resolution. Fueled by a yearning to understand the dynamics at play, I found myself confiding in my trusted maid, a confidante amidst the

voice tinged with vulnerability. “I want to understand Donnie’s

my lady. I’ll

in secrecy, became a lifeline in navigating the complexities of my emotions and the

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