" All done . Crimson Moon Pack's network is full of holes - they can't even plug the leaks if they tried . Their PR team is probably passed out from crying in their office by now . Also , every scout Kirby sent has been intercepted by our hacker team . Not a single strand of hair made it through ." I lifted the steaming herbal tea in front of me and took a slow sip , the corners of my lips curling into a cold arc . Asphodel yawned contentedly in my mind . Serves them right . Of all people to provoke , they picked us . " Nice work , Carl ." I set down my cup . " But this is only the beginning ." " Oh ? " Carl raised a brow . " Looks like our little princess is finally ready to bare her fangs ? " I gave a slight smile , a sharp glint flashing in my eyes . " Three years of silence . It's time some people learned that the woman they thought was easy to bully can be terrifying when she strikes back . Is Father ... ready ? " " Father ? " Carl's smile deepened . " He's been waiting for this day a long time . He said the entire wolf world needs to see what the Rogue Princess is really made of ." Kirby's POV ( Crimson Moon Pack Office / One Month Later - Glory Hall ) A month had passed . Crimson Moon Pack's reputation had withered like frostbitten leaves - wilting and lifeless . My father Marcus hadn't stopped raging once . My mother Belle was confined deep in the estate , and my sister Slyvana had been dragged back to the Pack and locked in the basement for " reflection . " Liana was still recovering at the Pack's hospital , but I'd barely visited her . Each time I did , it was with a strange mix of restlessness and detachment . The most frustrating thing of all was Leslie - my former wife in name - who had vanished from the world . Malach had tapped every available resource , but still couldn't pinpoint her location within RoguePack . Lars's royal court was like a fortress of steel , keeping her locked inside . She's right there , Kirby , Lance growled in my head , filled with frustration and confusion . I can feel it ... the old connection point - faint , but not gone . But we still can't find her ! By chance , while sorting through old belongings , I came across a forgotten recording . 1/3 13:04 Mon , Sep 15 It was a clip she'd secretly taken not long after we bonded - her clumsily chasing fireflies in a moonlit forest , turning back to smile at me shyly . Her eyes were untainted by the world , filled with purity and ... attachment to me . In that moment , something stabbed deep into my chest - the hollow feeling left behind from the broken bond came rushing back , sharp and undeniable . Lance let out a low , suppressed whimper . I searched for more memories of her , but all the crystal drives and scent - marked items had faded - their imprints wiped clean , as if some overwhelming power had deliberately erased or shielded them . All that remained was that last mental image of me and Liana in bed - mocking me in its silence . She was erasing the past ? Wiping away everything between us ? A surge of nameless fury swallowed the fleeting sorrow . I would find her . I had to find her ! Not to get her back - but ... just to get an answer ! Or maybe just to feel in control again . One month later , the annual " Glory Alliance " was held in the grandest hall of the capital- Glory Hall . It was a major event for displaying power and renewing alliances . As Crimson Moon Pack's heir , I had to attend . My father forbade both my mother and sister from appearing , so I had no choice but to bring Liana as my partner . She dressed meticulously and clung to my side , but I could smell it - beneath her sweet Omega scent was a trace of barely concealed tension and ... ambition . I was disgusted , but for the Pack's image , I tolerated her - for now . Inside Glory Hall , the air was thick with the pheromones of powerful Alphas and Betas . The scents of various Packs collided silently , engaged in an invisible contest of dominance . I forced myself to endure the greetings of Pack representatives , but my heart felt empty . Then , like a storm , a powerful Alpha aura swept across the hall , sharp and chilling . RoguePack had arrived . I snapped my head up , Thorbane , Rogue's first heir , strode in with the presence of a king . His every step radiated battle strength and the ancient dominance of royal blood . And beside him - her hand resting lightly on his arm , dressed in a gown that shimmered like it was woven from moonlight and Rogue stardust , walking toward us with measured grace- Was Leslie . 2/3 13:04 Mon , Sep 15 My breath stopped . The woman before me was nothing like the obedient , slightly timid Omega mate I remembered . Her posture was tall and graceful , her face calm and subtly aloof , a faint smile playing at her lips . But in her eyes - those clear eyes - was a power and confidence that struck the heart like thunder . And surrounding her was an undeniable , unmasked , pure and commanding ... Alpha aura . Alpha ?! How had she become an Alpha ?! The realization hit me like a lightning bolt . My vision blurred . From the shattered link deep within my soul came a jolt of pain so sharp it left me reeling . Lance howled inside me in shock - disbelief , and ... a flicker of fear . Had she ... been lying to me all along ? Send Gifts 128 B Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!