"Kathleen told me everything that happened."
His voice erupted suddenly—low and wild, like thunder rolling across the sky, making my eardrums buzz. I felt the floor give way beneath my feet, a wave of dizziness almost knocking me off balance. Even after all these years, he could still shake the ground beneath me with such ease.
"Little wolf, do you need my help?" Lucien’s voice rumbled, sharp as claws gliding softly over skin. I shivered from head to toe.
My throat went dry, the air felt sucked out of the room. I nodded instinctively, then remembered he couldn’t see me through the phone.
"Yes..." I cleared my throat, forcing my voice to steady. "I need your help, Alpha Lucien."
There was silence on the other end—three full seconds, long enough to choke me. I could almost picture him: those silver eyes gleaming dangerously, the lazy yet lethal smirk on his lips, waiting for me to crumble further.
"Heh," he suddenly chuckled, voice like flames licking old parchment. "You’re bold, little wolf. You’re the first to ever ask me for help."
My heart skipped a beat.
"So, have you thought about how you’ll repay me?" he asked slowly, deliberately, like luring prey into a trap.
I bit my lip, hesitated, then whispered, "What do you want?"
"A lot." His low laugh hinted at layered meanings. "But not now."
Fury sparked in my eyes, and I snapped, "I won’t be your whore! If this is just a game to you, then you never should’ve called!"
The line went dead silent. I could hear his breathing—slow, deep, like a beast prowling in the night.
"Ah," he finally murmured, his voice brushing against my ear like the night wind. "So the little wolf has grown claws now... I like that."
There was something feral in his tone—an untamed hunger, like a predator slowly closing in.
My heartbeat surged. Memories flooded back. Seven years ago, I was a meek little girl. Every time Lucien appeared, my wolf would cower.
But not anymore.
I straightened my back, keeping my voice as calm as I could. "A lot has changed, Alpha Lucien. I need real help, not a joke. If you can’t take this seriously, maybe Kathleen misjudged you."
He didn’t respond right away. The silence was crushing, as if he was examining my soul through the phone.
Then came a cold chuckle. "Changed your strategy, did you? First rage, then provocation?"
I held my breath, my knuckles white from gripping the phone.
"I don’t intend to help someone still stuck in the past, torn by hesitation." His voice grew colder, tinged with impatience. "This call is over. If you’re sure you’re ready to fight back, then we’ll talk again."
The line cut. I stood frozen, phone in hand, heart pounding.
Lucien’s arrogant tone echoed in my mind. I threw the phone away.
How could I ever put hope in a male alpha, even if he was my best friend’s brother?
Hope shattered again. I screwed it up again.
I rushed downstairs. I needed air. But Alexander had forbidden me from leaving.
Ruby appeared at the door, eyes glowing with excitement. "Luna Scarlett, you can go outside!"
I blinked, stunned. "What?"
"Alpha Alexander just issued the order himself. You’re no longer restricted!" she beamed, like she’d just delivered the best news in the world.
I nodded slowly, emotions swirling inside.
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