James‘ sudden appearance made Ethan’s face drain of all color. The confident Alpha who hac just been threatening me now looked like a frightened child caught in the act.
His hands trembled slightly as he stared at the Royal Beta in obvious panic.
“Royal Beta James,” Ethan stammered, his voice cracking with nervousness. “I… we didn’t expect to see you here.”
I could see the wheels turning frantically in Ethan’s mind. James was known throughout the werewolf world as the Alpha King’s most trusted advisor, never leaving Grayson’s side. According to pack gossip, the Alpha King should be suppressing a rebellion at the border territories. How could James be here on this private island?
James‘ expression was stone cold as he fixed Ethan with a piercing stare. “What are you doing on the Alpha King’s private island? Who gave you permission to enter?”
Ethan struggled to maintain his composure, forcing a weak smile onto his pale face. “I was bringing my sister on a graduation trip. She was curious about the Alpha King’s private island and wanted to see it.”
His voice grew more confident as he found his footing with the lie. “We were just about to leave. We meant no disrespect.”
Scarlett pressed closer to Ethan’s side, her earlier arrogance completely vanished. She looked small and frightened in the face of royal authority.
James nodded curtly, his expression remaining grim and unwelcoming. “Leave. Immediately.”
Ethan looked reluctant, his eyes darting between James and me. But he clearly didn’t dare resist the Royal Beta’s direct order.
“Of course,” he agreed quickly, then turned to me with desperation creeping into his voice. “Emma, why don’t you leave with us now?”
I ignored him completely, not even acknowledging that he had spoken.
Frustrated by my silence, Ethan stepped forward and grabbed my wrist roughly. His fingers dug into my skin with bruising force.
“Royal Beta,” he said, turning back to James with an apologetic expression. “I’m sorry, my fiancée accidentally broke in here and offended the Alpha King. I will teach her a lesson when we get back.”
The possessive way he said ‘my fiancée‘ made my stomach turn. Even now, even after everything, he still thought he owned me.
James stepped protectively in front of me, his presence like a shield between Ethan and myself.
“This is not your fiancée,” James said, his voice carrying deadly certainty. “This is our Queen.”
The words hit the air like a thunderclap. The silence that followed was deafening.
Everyone froze. Ethan’s grip on my wrist went slack as his mouth fell open in shock.
Scarlett’s scream pierced the air. “How is that possible? Are you mistaken? This woman is just my brother’s abandoned Luna!”
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Her voice cracked with hysteria and disbelief.
James‘ face darkened dangerously at her words.
“If you dare to disrespect the Queen, you are disrespecting the Alpha King,” he said, his voice low and threatening.
With a sharp gesture, James signaled to the Royal Guards who had been standing at attention nearby.
“Throw her into the sea,” he ordered coldly. “Teach her a lesson about respect.”
Scarlett’s face went white as sheet’s. Panic replaced her earlier arrogance as the reality of her
situation hit her.
“No, please!” she gasped, backing away from the approaching guards. “I can’t swim! Please don’t!”
Her eyes darted desperately to Ethan, pleading for his protection.
Ethan immediately bowed his head toward James, his Alpha pride completely abandoned in the face of royal authority.
“Royal Beta, my sister is still young and doesn’t understand the rules of the wolf pack,” he pleaded desperately. “Please forgive her this time. She meant no real harm.”
James was unmoved by the display of submission. His expression remained cold and unyielding.
“Being young is not an excuse to ignore the rules of the wolf pack,” he replied firmly. “If she doesn’t understand the rules, she should be taught a lesson so that she will remember them in
the future.”
The Royal Guards moved with swift efficiency. They grabbed Scarlett by her arms despite he struggles and screams.
“No! Ethan, help me! Please!” she shrieked as they dragged her toward the crystal–clear water.
Without ceremony, they hurled her into the deep blue ocean.
Scarlett hit the water with a tremendous splash, her screams cutting off abruptly as she went under. She surfaced moments later, coughing and sputtering, seawater streaming from her nose and mouth.
Panic drove her to shift into her wolf form, a beautiful silver creature that paddled desperately toward shore.
But every time she got close to the rocky edge, the Royal Guards would grab her and throw her back into the deeper water.
Again and again, they repeated the punishment. Scarlett’s exhausted whimpers echoed across the pristine beach.
I watched Ethan’s face throughout this ordeal. His eyes flashed red with barely contained Alpha rage, and he looked at me with such hatred that it should have burned.
But with James standing protectively beside me, he didn’t dare speak a word of protest.
After the fifth time being thrown back into the water, Scarlett finally lost consciousness. Her woll form went limp, floating motionlessly on the surface.
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Only then did James signal for the guards to pull her from the water.
He turned to me with a respectful bow. “Queen, the King is already waiting for you in the presidential suite of the resort hotel. Shall we go there now?”
I nodded, feeling a strange mixture of relief and anticipation.
As we walked through the heavily guarded luxury corridor, I marveled at how quickly my work had changed. The halls were lined with Royal Guards who bowed deeply as we passed.
James stopped before an ornate door and gestured for me to enter first.
I took a deep breath and opened the door to the presidential suite.
The room was breathtaking–floor–to–ceiling windows overlooked the endless ocean, and moonlight roses filled crystal vases throughout the space.
But what truly took my breath away was the man standing silhouetted against the French
windows.
Grayson Blackwood was even more magnificent than I remembered. He stood well over six fee tall, his broad shoulders filling out a perfectly tailored shirt that emphasized his powerful physique.
His dark hair caught the moonlight streaming through the windows, and even from behind, his presence radiated the unmistakable aura of an Alpha King.
This was a man who commanded respect from every werewolf in existence, whose word was law across all packs and territories.
When he heard me open the door, Grayson turned around slowly.
His face was classical in its perfection–sharp cheekbones, a strong jaw, and piercing silver eyes that seemed to see straight through to my soul.
“Emma,” he said, his deep voice sending shivers through me. “I finally waited for you.”
