Novels by Dunni

Amelia's POVI breathed softly to make him believe I was asleep, and he did. The only problem was he wasn't going to sleep.We stayed like that. Minutes turned to probably an hour or more, and I was getting tired.The rain had stopped falling, and I was glad. I reached for my phone on the bedside table to check the time. It was nearly 5 am.“What?” Those words left my lips before I could stop myself. I had to leave. I pushed back the bedcovers and turned my leg on the left side. Just as my feet hit the floor, I heard Lachlan stir. “Hey, Amelia,” he said in a low voice. “You okay?”Shit. I turned to face him. “Yes. Just about to head to the bathroom.”I noticed him pinching his eyes. Did he see through the lie? “Are you sure you're okay?” he repeated. “Beaveu you look like you're about to run away.” “I'm fine.” I nearly snapped. Then I immediately rubbed my temples. “Sorry, it's just…”“It's alright.” Lachlan said, looking disappointed. “If you want to get better reception, try d

Lachlan's POVAmelia's fingers brushed mine as she took the cup, and I sucked in a breath. Suddenly, I was yearning for her touch.Awkward silence stretched between us, and I cleared my throat and gestured to the duffle bag near the couch. “Your things are right here.” I said. Amelia glanced at the box and pressed her lips in a thin line. “Thank you.”“You don't have to.” I muttered. “It's the least I could do.”And just like that, we relapsed into silence. I turned to bring out the bag and drop it next to her. “Thanks,” Amelia said, dropping the coffee mug on the tray. “I should go.”“Sure.” I rose to my feet, and so did she. Amelia clutched the duffle bag, looking at me softly. “You look… tired. tTake care of yourself.”Before I could respond, drops of rain tapped against the window. Within minutes, the soft drizzle turned into a full downpour. I looked at the window; the sky had darkened as though it was night. “Damn it. I'm so sorry this happened.”“You're sorry for the rai

Lachlan's POV It wasn't luck that kept me standing.It was Amelia.And now, she is gone.I took the car back to the hospital, hoping I'd bump into Bailey or Amelia. I didn't know what I was thinking driving back, but I knew I had to do it. I had to see Amelia even if it was just a glimpse of her. The car parked in the driveway, and I climbed out of the driver's seat. The smartwatch around my wrist beeped quietly. I had set an alarm for 1 pm for a meeting I had with some investors. Now, that would have to wait. I needed to have a word with Amelia. I walked to the front desk as if on autopilot. There, I met two nurses who recognized me from the night Amelia gave birth. Each of them beamed me a lovely smile and asked why I was back there.“Amelia Mallory? Is she here?” I inquired, looking over my shoulder.“Oh, your wife?”Wife. That's a word I don't think I’d hear in the next decade or years to come.I hesitated for a moment before answering. “Y—yes.”The ginger-haired nurse pushed

Lachlan's POV“I'm not talking about golfing together, dude.” Matthew scoffed. “It's your brother.”“Chris…”“You need to go down to the station. Chris wants to talk to you. Says it's urgent.”“Did he say exactly why?” “No, but he did say it had to be you and was for your ears only.”I thought hard about it. What did Chris want to tell me that he couldn't tell the cops? I didn't have the answers to them; only he could provide answers to that. “Fine. I'll be at the station soon.” I replied. The call ended, and I slipped my phone back into my pocket, hoping I wouldn't regret visiting.I arrived at jail and regretted it immediately.As I stepped through the heavy metallic doors, the stench of steel, sweat, and faint smell of bleach poured out. I nearly pinched my nose, but I had to stop myself. The officer escorting me didn't budge and led me down the corridor in small, graceful steps. “Here.” The officer said, stopping in front of the thick pane of glass divided by a pair of telepho

Amelia's POV“Love is messy, Amelia. That's why we're in this mess. We are both tied down by the people we thought we loved. Love is ugly. It's—”“Real!” My cracked voice echoed in the room. “Love is real, and it's ours.”“You don't understand, Amelia,” Lachlan looked down. “We… we were never going to work out, Amelia. You and I... were…“Doomed from the beginning?” I completed it for him.“Yeah. We were doomed.” He whispered this time. A bitter laugh tore through my lips and I covered my mouth.“Amelia…” Lachlan tried to touch me but I stepped back. “Do you even hear yourself, Lachlan?” I said with a scoff. “Yeah. It's annoying, but it's true. Nothing …” he ran his hand through his hair. “Nothing about us was perfect. It was messy.”“Are you serious? Nothing about us was perfect? If it was, then why did you insist we divorce after the baby is born? Why did you make efforts to win me back? Why— “Don't romanticize what we had, Amelia. It was convenient and not love. You were conven

Amelia's POVI watched Lachlan lower his gaze and apologize in a low voice. “I am so very sorry, Amelia. I want nothing else from you, but I do have a favor to ask.”Favor? What did he want? “What is it?”He hesitated for a moment before he whispered now. “That you forgive me.”“What?” I heard a light knock on the door, and the nurse entered. “Mr. Mallory, the police are waiting.”“Oh.” Lachlan said, then turned to me as if waiting for an answer. I gave him a nod, and he rose off the bed. “Can I come see you later?” He asked in a somber tone.Has Lachlan ever looked this vulnerable? “Yeah.” I replied weakly, leaning against the reclining bed. “Okay.” He turned away from the room and shut the door behind him. I heaved a sigh and closed my eyes. Tonight was a long night. The baby moved in my arms, and I pulled him close, inhaling his clean scent. “What do I do, baby?” I whispered. “What do I do?”The days that followed after that, Lachlan visited me in the hospital. And when he

FREYAToday marked it one month, three days, five hours, and twenty minutes since I had been welcomed into my pack. My wedding with the soon-to-be Alpha was still on hold as I needed time to catch up with a lot of things. I needed to know my people more deeply, and thankfully my aunt was so supportive and assured me it was fine.Lately, I had taken to having abnormal morning sickness and could hardly hold my food down. It has become worse, and today I was going to see the pack doctor. A knock on my door distracted me from my thoughts as I whispered for whoever was knocking to come in.“I brought you a special herbal tea. Still feeling nauseous?”. My maid Sally asked me as she served me the herbal tea.Sally was a beautiful and kind lady. I didn’t really see her as a maid but more as a friend. She had been taken into the packhouse ever since she was little, and I could relate very well to that. When I heard her story, I immediately made her my personal maid and made sure to cut off all

FREYA“WAKE UP…” A voice said to me. “Wake up.” The voice repeated, firmer this time, and I roused from my slumber.I realised that it was my wolf.Ever since our mate rejected us, she had gone completely silent, and it pained me and made me feel more alone. I didn’t know how to communicate with her as she shut me out, all because of the twins. Was this how the moon goddess had planned my life? To be full of misfortune? I had lost my virginity to my mate only to be rejected and banished the next morning. Everything didn’t make sense and at the same time made enough sense.I sat up, feeling a dazzling headache. I reached up and touched my head. I felt a jolting pain as my hand brushed a huge bump on my forehead.I sighed and managed to go to a cheap motel for the night. “We don't accept your kind here,” the woman behind the counter said as soon as I walked in.I didn't blame her. I caught a sight of my reflection in the mirror, and I would accept someone like me either.“Please, ma'am…

FREYAI stared at the two men in my room like they had both gone mad. What did they mean by saying mate? Just then I felt my wolf spring up from inside me. Her fur was white and beautiful as she stood. Somehow I could see her and feel her.“Mate”. She called out. My eyes turned blue as we stared at the two Alphas in front of us.“W… what?” I stuttered. "How could this be possible?“How is this possible?” I asked Nicholas and Nicklaus, shaking my head as I took two steps backward. Why did the moon goddess choose me to be mated to my worst enemies? They hated me completely!“Our Mate is handsome,” my wolf said, but I ignored her, trying my best to block her away. She didn’t know anything about the two men who stood in front of us and how they hated us. This wasn’t how I had imagined my mate would show up. “You’re our mate." Nicklaus said, coming closer to me.“Please reject me. Reject this bond! Please”. I begged immediately, falling to my knees. Knowing fully well that I had no contro

FREYA.The cold splash of liquid on my skin jolted me up from sleep, pushing me to wake up immediately. My eyes were met with the head maiden's furious glare. Tightening her fists to the empty bucket, she yelled at me. “What the hell are you doing lazing around? Get the hell up, you lowly maid!”Immediately, I stood up; my wet body shivered coldly. Forcing myself, I got up, hugging my body with my hands. Sometimes, I wondered why I had not become immune to the maltreatment by now. It was a regular thing for me, just because I was an orphan. Years ago, the Alpha had been kind enough to take me in since my parents had died. However, them taking me in didn’t mean I got to be treated special; in fact, I was treated way worse than the maids here. I was a slave.I grudgingly stood up with my wet clothes as I got out of bed to look for a dried cloth, but all were the ripped dried ones. My clothes were torn. No matter how hard I worked in the park house, I wasn’t given an allowance to take ca