Dana POV

　　I inflicted a wound upon him, not excessively deep, yet I am aware that I executed the act with precision, penetrating his stomach. However, he appears to be indifferent to the pain. His lips intoxicate me with their addictive flavor, leaving me craving more. I have no idea what I'm doing when I allow him to take charge.

　　I forcefully nudged him. "I stabbed you," I taunted him.

　　He placed his hand over his stomach, stained with blood. "I miss you," he whispered as if we hadn't just seen each other earlier. "You hold a significant place in my life..." I resisted his advances, my brows furrowing in response.

　　"Are you for real?" I asked, and I could sense the irritation coursing through my veins. I observed his stomach, and the sight of the bleeding caused my heart to race.

　　"I couldn't care less," He abruptly pressed his forehead against mine. "You are all important to me." His blood brushes against mine, sending a shiver down my spine.

　　His eyes well up with tears, and despite my anger, I hold him tightly.

　　"You seem to have had a bit too much to drink," I observed.

　　"No, I am not," he says, his lips almost touching mine, but I flinch.

　　"That's enough," I whispered, pleading for him to cease.

　　He vigorously shook his head. "Are you attempting to abandon me?" He asked, tears streaming down his face. "Stab me at any given moment, and I would remain completely indifferent. I just want you to pay attention to me, and feel my touch-"

　　"Alpha!" Ander exclaimed excitedly as he sprinted towards us, his eyes darting around.

　　"What's going on?" He inquired, his gaze filled with bewilderment.

　　"There's nothing going on," Ares murmured, causing Ander's eyes to widen as he beheld the sight of blood staining Ares' stomach. Meanwhile, I couldn't help but roll my eyes in exasperation.

　　"We need to leave immediately," Ander whispered, gripping his hand tightly. 

　　"But Dana-" he interjected.

　　"Go," I commanded, pretending as if I had no involvement in what happened to him.

　　"Oh no," Ander murmured. "You need to return to the pack house immediately, and I'll contact the healer to tend to your injury."

　　"But I absolutely cannot leave Dana-"

　　"She will be perfectly alright..." Ander spoke softly, his eyes filled with irritation as he glanced in my direction.

　　I'm still trying to process the intense moment when Ares and I shared a passionate kiss. In a sudden surge of emotions, I found myself reciprocating, only to then take drastic action and stab him. I thought I would be filled with joy, but instead, a different emotion has taken hold of me. I can't help but feel a sense of unease... I have no concerns about him.

　　I am filled with concern about the result of my actions. I understand the importance of dealing with Blaire before anyone else, but I decided to confront him first. I can't help but feel a sense of fear that he might give up on pleading with me, potentially causing me to miss my opportunity for revenge. 

　　I continue to wander through the chamber, reflecting on the events that have transpired. I can't help but imagine the beta's wrath, fearing that I might miss my chance to eliminate Blaire.

　　I quietly murmured to myself, "I have to kill Blaire today..." 

　　"Are you truly being honest with yourself?" Xia asked, her voice filled with uncertainty.

　　"This is my opportunity to teach her a lesson about everything she did to me," I whispered, no longer willing to hear another word.

　　"However-"

　　"You can't even begin to imagine the immense effort she exerted for us, can you?" I inquired. "In a strange way, I appreciate her for helping me see that Bathel can't always pick me for everything..." I whispered, sensing the rhythm within my chest.

　　I forcefully push her out of my thoughts, retrieve a knife from her drawer, and discreetly conceal it in my pocket with unwavering determination. I've come to realize that I can no longer afford to spend my time in this place.

　　I can sense the surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins as I cautiously survey the path leading to the dungeon. As I cautiously made my way through the area, I couldn't help but notice the absence of any guards attempting to secure the premises. It seemed safe enough as I ventured further, but to my astonishment, Blaire was nowhere to be found in the jail cellar.

　　"Have you been searching for me?" I recoil at the sound of her voice coming from behind me. I didn't immediately spin around, but I did pivot to face her.

　　I noticed that she had managed to escape the cave, and as she glanced at me, a smile adorned her face. I felt a sudden rush of unease.

　　"How did you manage to get away?" I inquired.

　　She shrugged. "I told you there's no way impossible when it comes to me," she chuckles. "I must mention, I accomplished it without the presence of my wolf. Thanks to Ares, my wolf is still out cold..." she exclaimed, her voice laced with amusement and disappointment at the same time.

　　Her laughter masks a simmering anger, causing a knot to form in my throat.

　　"What's so amusing?" I inquired, my voice devoid of warmth.

　　She gently cradled her chest with her hand. "What's not funny?" she asked, biting her lower lip and bursting into laughter.

　　I tightly clenched my jaw. "You're quite unpleasant," I said to her, which brought a smile to her face.