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Liam pov. She was trying so damn hard that I had to stop myself from smiling. Wanting to see how far she would go. I won’t lie, every movement she made made my chest tighten. And yet, I couldn’t help but think how cute it was that she was working so hard for my attention. I wasn’t complaining… hell, not one bit… but it was clear she didn’t know what she was getting herself into. I could feel my cock getting harder with every inch she moved closer. The way her fingers brushed my skin and the way her lips parted. Fuck, she was testing me, and I wasn’t sure whether to laugh or lose it. She thought she could make me lose control with a few sweet little moves? Cute. It was cute. But she had no idea how much I’d been holding back for months. Still, I decided to play along, but the second her lips touched mine… everything snapped. I didn’t give a damn about holding back anymore. She pulled back with a smug smile. “You wish. I…” I didn’t let her finish. I grabbed her and crushed m

Tessa/Emma pov Earlier that day… The woman in the video had said I should wear a red lingerie set. Holding my phone in one hand, I walked over to my closet, skimming through my clothes, but none of them were sexy enough—nothing like what the woman in the video had suggested. “What to do… what to do?” I muttered, pacing back and forth. I couldn’t ask Mrs. Keller or any of the other maids to help me with this; that would be way too awkward. And I certainly couldn’t leave the mansion without Liam knowing—no, that would ruin the surprise. I sighed in frustration and flopped down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. Then, with a shrug, I clicked on a website and found an online store that sold lingerie. Maybe this would work after all. After scrolling for about 10 minutes, I finally found the perfect set. Liam had given me a personal black card, which I eagerly used to place the order. It wasn’t exactly what I had planned, but it would do. Once I was done, I went downstairs to star

Tessa/Emma POVFor over a week after that incident with the strange man, I started having weird dreams. But whenever I woke up, it was impossible to piece them together. It was like knowing you forgot something but not what it was. The feeling stayed, but the dream itself was just… gone.Thank God for Liam. He had been patient with me, always by my side, reassuring me that everything was okay. With his help, I finally got better and returned to my old self.But then something happened at work, and Liam had to return, leaving me alone in the big mansion. Well, not completely alone—Mrs. Keller was still around. Lila also had an art class that Wednesday, so the house felt quieter than usual. And honestly? It was so boring.I lay on the couch, lazily scrolling through social media when a cooking video caught my attention. The dish looked amazing, but what really made me pause was the name.Chicken Marsala.It was Liam’s favorite dish.I remembered him mentioning how much he liked it once,

Liam’s POV“When you left… the man I bumped into at the gala… he came into my room,” she finally managed to say.I was furious, but I kept my anger in check and nodded for her to continue.“He wouldn’t stop calling me Tessa…” She said that name with bitterness, and I found myself swallowing hard. “He said I was using you to get back at him… and… and…”“And what?”She closed her eyes as if summoning the courage to go on. “He… he touched me,” she said, and a sad sigh escaped her lips.“He touched you?” I snarled through clenched teeth, and she flinched again.Fuck.“No! No…” she rushed to say, shaking her head as tears welled up in her eyes. “Not like that. He just… held me. His hands were on my shoulders, and he… he kissed my neck.” Her voice cracked, and she looked away. “But even then… it felt…” She stopped, a small sob slipping out as the tears finally began to fall. “It felt disgusting.”I gently brushed her arm as she sobbed, trying to calm the raging storm inside me.She pulled h

Liam POV I spent the entire night completely restless. Turning and tossing as if my body couldn’t find peace. Sleep teased me, leaving me staring at the ceiling for hours. By the time the faint rays of sunlight flickered into the room, I gave up entirely. Sighing heavily, I got out of bed and took a quick shower to help me mask how jagged I looked but that did little to nothing. Staring at my reflection, I had now gathered dark circles under my eyes. When I finally made my way downstairs for breakfast, Mrs Keller greeted me with news I didn’t want to hear. “She hasn’t come down yet,” she said cautiously, her eyes studying me as if searching for answers. Immediately, I lost my appetite. The thought of food turned my stomach. Mrs. Keller continued to be persistent,she followed me as I sat on a table. “Liam,” she said softly, “what really happened last night?” I rubbed a hand over my face, the guilt pressing down like a weight I couldn’t lift. “I messed up,” I muttered.

Liam's POV I messed up! My fists clenched as I shut the door behind me. Standing in front of it, I tried to calm myself, but the image of her terrified face kept replaying in my head. F**k! I messed up so bad. How could I let myself snap like that? Out of the corner of my eye, I felt someone watching me, but when I turned, no one was there. My jaw clenched in frustration. Pushing through the crowd, I ignored everyone who called my name as I hurried outside towards where my car was parked. But when I got there, my driver was nowhere to be found. I would’ve left without him, but he had the keys, which only made me more furious. I dialed his number multiple times, but it kept ringing without an answer. Gritting my teeth, I groaned and punched the air in frustration. On the fourth ring, he finally picked up. “Where the f**k are you?” I sneered, my voice dripping with anger. “I’m sorry, boss. I just stepped out to get something to eat and—” “Get your ass here in t

Amaya POVRyder and I sat opposite each other on the bench just outside the estate. The afternoon sun had dipped low behind the trees, casting long shadows across the grounds, but neither of us seemed in a rush to leave.We hadn’t said a word since we sat down.The silence stretched between us like an invisible wall. It had been almost half an hour, and I couldn’t take it anymore.“So…” I started, fidgeting with my fingers. “Does he know?” I asked.He gave me a strange look, and I immediately groaned. “Okay, that was stupid. Of course he knows. It’s the mate bond…”He didn’t say anything, he just stared at the ground like it had all the answers he didn’t.“Why did you keep it a secret?” I asked softly.He sighed. “What do you think? My mate is a man and…” he hesitated, swallowing hard. “He doesn’t even seem interested.”That made my chest tighten in a way I didn’t expect.“But then you asked me out,” I said, more confused now. “Why would you do that if you already knew Cyrus was your

Amaya POV “Targeted?” The word echoed in my head. I leaned forward in my seat, gripping the armrest. “By who?” “We don’t know that yet,” Alpha Beckett replied, “but based on the reports of what happened last night and statements from the others… it certainly seems that way.” I frowned. “I don’t understand.” He exhaled, then leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. “The others weren’t attacked the way you were. Briella, for instance—she said she chased down a rogue, but not once did it actually fight back. Instead, it led her in circles, then straight into a dead end where she got trapped.” “Wait… what?” My brows furrowed. “The pattern repeats,” he continued. “The others shared similar stories. Light attacks, easy escapes, nothing too serious.” I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly becoming dry. “But you…” he looked at me, “you were ambushed. Not by one. By nearly a dozen rogues. Some of them came from directions no one else had encountered. It’s almost like… they w

Amaya’s POV“What are you doing?” I mumbled, confused as Ryder’s thumb brushed against my bottom lip. Especially when he leaned in and pressed his lips on the side of his thumb.My brow furrowed and I blinked a few times.Ryder’s eyes snapped open, and he casually leaned back, clearing his throat. “Dante was looking,” he said, and my stomach dropped.“What?” My head snapped to the door. There was no one there now, but it didn’t take a genius to realize what had just happened. “You… pretended to kiss me?”“Technically, I did kiss something,” he replied, trying to make a joke out of it.“Ryder,” I said flatly, and he held his hands up.“Relax, I didn’t mean anything by it,” he said.I stared at him for a second, then repeated, “You pretended to kiss me because you saw Dante watching?”He didn’t respond right away, which annoyed me a little.I shifted on the bed and set the fruit bowl aside. “Do you realize how messed up that is?”“I was only proving a point,” he said, quieter now. “He n

Dante’s POV Amaya’s wolf was back? I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw her shift. It was the first time I had ever seen her in her wolf form, and for a moment, I genuinely thought I was dreaming. There was no way this was real. But then she growled—and not just any growl. It was deep, commanding, terrifying… and somehow beautiful. If I wasn’t an Alpha myself, I probably would’ve been on my knees. She was twice the size of a normal wolf. Her white fur shimmered like moonlight kissed it, and her presence alone was enough to make the surrounding rogues hesitate. I watched her take down two rogues in under a minute. Her moves were brutally efficient, like she had been doing this her whole life. The third rogue didn’t even try to fight, it just ran. Then she turned to me. Our eyes met as I stared at her now-glowing blue eyes, and for a moment, I forgot everything else. I was so lost I didn’t even realize the fourth rogue was still standing and was now slinking toward her.

Amaya’s POV The rogues crept closer, their growls vibrating in my ear. “Cut me down,” I whispered harshly to Dante. “Do you want me to draw more attention to us?” he hissed, his gaze shifting from wolf to wolf. He had his blade out, his body angled protectively around me. But there were four of them, and I could already smell more in the distance. Then one lunged at us. Dante met it mid-air, clashing his blade against the rogue’s jaw. Another rogue darted toward me, but Dante was already at my side, blocking the third one with his forearm. He didn’t look shaken by the blow. He growled and slammed his sword into its chest. Three rogues. He was handling three rogues. Wanting to help, I tried to reach out for my belt, praying the dagger strapped to my thigh hadn’t fallen off, but my eyes widened as I spotted the fourth rogue. It wasn’t moving. It was just standing there, staring straight at me with a grin on its lips. Like it was toying with me. Watching me dangle—helple

Amaya POV I took in a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves as I recalled everything I’d learned up till now. “In situations like this, the last thing you want to do is panic,” Ryder had told me once. “The next… is to listen.” So I listened. I focused on the silence, let the cool air fill my lungs. I gripped my sword tighter and started moving forward carefully, step by step. That’s when I heard sudden footsteps heading right in my direction. My ears twitched and my instinct kicked in. The next rule Ryder had drilled into me came rushing back. “Find a safe place to hide. Then wait. Then strike.” I darted behind a thick tree, crouched low, clutching my sword so tight my knuckles turned white. My heart was pounding in my chest, but I kept my breathing steady. Just like I was taught. Then… I saw movement. A shadow passed me, and without wasting a second, I jumped out with a yell, raising my sword—ready to strike. But I didn’t even get the chance. A hand caught my wrist mid-ai