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DAPHNE 

I couldn't believe my ears, giving birth to a baby was the only thing I have to do and after that I won't be of any use to him again?, what should I do? The contract has already been signed by my step mom, isn't it better than living on the street and getting bullied by other wolves for being an omega who hasn't gotten her wolf yet?.

My thoughts were wondering, I have more questions to ask him but I couldn't bring myself to do that. His gaze was so dark and intense that I didn't dare maintain eye contact with him.

"You can leave " His voice echoed and I stood up staring at the Godlike TriEnzo  has made me lose my mind, this is love at first I said to myself blushing. I missed a step and before I knew what was happening, I was already in his body, his Doe eyes healing what it never broke.

He brought his face closer to mine and said something only I could hear, "what are you trying to do? Don't bother trying to get closer to me because it won't happen , " he said coldly and pushed me away.

I quickly stood up and walked away without looking back .

I went into my room which was assigned to me when I came, it was so beautiful and luxurious and every now and then I have the pack doctor, Tobias coming to check up on my wounds which were already healing, he's the nicest person around here and his smiles could melt hearts.

It's been a few days since I came here but it feels like a month already.  I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the ceiling. I was halfway through brushing my hair when the door opened without warning.

Fiona stepped inside, her presence commanding and cold. The Alpha's wife was stunning, her fiery red hair cascading over her shoulders and her green eyes sharp as daggers. She wore a sleek black dress that hugged her figure, exuding power and control.

I rose quickly, my instincts warning me of danger. “Mrs. Fiona,” I said softly, lowering my gaze.

“Don’t,” Fiona snapped, her voice laced with venom. “Don’t pretend to be meek with me. I know exactly what you are.”

I  frowned, unsure of what to say. I stayed silent, sensing that whatever I said wouldn’t matter to this woman.

She stepped closer,  her heels clicking against the wooden floor. “Do you think you’ve won, little omega? That bearing a child for my husband will somehow give you power here?”

I  blinked, startled. “I don’t....”

“Don’t lie to me!” Fiona’s voice cracked like a whip. “I’ve seen the way he looks at you. The pity in his eyes. The concern. And you.....you’re playing the victim perfectly, aren’t you? Acting like this poor, helpless girl when really, you’re just another conniving omega hoping to worm your way into an Alpha’s bed.”

I clenched my fist. “I didn’t choose this,” I said, my voice trembling but firm. “I didn’t ask to be here.”

Fiona laughed, but it was a bitter, hollow sound. “Oh, spare me the sob story. You’re here now, and that’s all that matters. If you think I’ll step aside and let you take what’s mine, you’re sorely mistaken.”

I met her gaze, her own anger rising despite herself. “I’m not trying to take anything from you. I don’t want your life. I just want to survive.”

Fiona’s eyes narrowed, and for a moment, there was something almost like pain behind her anger. But it vanished as quickly as it came.

“You don’t belong here,” she said, her voice cold and final. “You’re nothing but a tool, a means to an end. And when this is over, you’ll be cast aside like the trash you are. Remember that.”

I  stood frozen as Fiona turned on her heel and stormed out, slamming the door behind her.

As the echo of Fiona’s footsteps faded, I sank   back onto the bed, my hands trembling.  I  had faced cruelty before, but this was different. This wasn’t just hate, it was fear.

And that, more than anything, made me wonder what Fiona was so afraid of losing.

The cool night air wrapped around me like a fragile embrace as I wandered through the Alpha's gardens. The faint scent of blooming jasmine mixed with the earthy aroma of freshly turned soil. The moonlight bathed everything in a silver glow, softening the harsh edges of my thoughts.

It was my only escape, the only time I could breathe without feeling the walls closing in.

I stopped by a low fountain, the gentle trickle of water soothing my frayed nerves.  I ran my fingers along the edge, my reflection rippling in the moonlit pool. A pale face, weary eyes. A stranger stared back at me.

“Daphne.”

The sound of my name, spoken in that deep, commanding voice, sent a shiver racing down my spine. I turned sharply, clutching the edge of the fountain for support

Alpha Enzo stood a few feet away, his broad shoulders shadowed against the pale moonlight. His shirt hung open at the collar, exposing the smooth curve of his neck and the faint scars etched on his skin.

“Alpha,” I said, my voice trembling. “I didn’t hear you.”

“I didn’t mean to startle you,” he said, stepping closer, his eyes fixed on me.

There was something in his gaze, something raw, unguarded. It was unnerving and magnetic all at once.

“Couldn’t sleep?” he asked, his voice softer now, almost hesitant.

I shook my head. “No… I needed to clear my mind.”

He nodded as though he understood, though I doubted he could. What could an Alpha like him know of the helplessness I felt? And yet, he didn’t leave. He moved closer instead, the space between us shrinking with every step.

“You shouldn’t be out here alone,” he said. “It’s not safe.”

I almost laughed at that. Safe. The very idea felt foreign. “I’m not sure where safety exists for someone like me,” I murmured, looking down.Alpha Enzo paused, his expression shifting as though my words struck something deep within him. “You’re safe here, Daphne,” he said firmly. “I promise you that.”

I lifted my gaze to meet him, the intensity in his eyes making it impossible to look away. My chest tightened. “Why do you care?” I asked, my voice barely audible.

He stilled, as if the question had caught him off guard. Then, with deliberate slowness, he stepped closer, his hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair from my face. The touch was unexpected.

“Because you shouldn’t have to live like this,” he said, his voice low and rough.

I froze, the warmth of his hand lingering on my skin. My breath hitched, my heart pounding so loudly I was sure he could hear it.

 “I… I don’t understand,” I whispered.Alpha Enzo’s s jaw tightened, a muscle ticking beneath his skin. “You think I don’t see what’s happening to you? Hothis arrangement has t taken everything from you? You’ve been treated as less than human for far too long.”

His words stirred something inside me, something fragile and aching. “And yet, I’m here because of you,” I said, unable to keep the bitterness from my tone.

He flinched, but instead of retreating, he stepped closer, his hands framing my face now. The heat of his palms seeped into my skin, his presence overwhelming.

“I didn’t want this for you,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. “But now that you’re here… I can’t seem to let you go.”

My breath caught, his confession sinking deep into my chest. His eyes burned into mine, and before I could think, before I could stop myself, I spoke the truth that had been clawing at me for days.

“And I can’t stop thinking about you,” I whispered, my voice trembling.

The words hung between us, heavy and unspoken until now. His grip on my face tightened slightly, his thumb brushing against my cheek.

“Daphne,” he said, my name like a prayer on his lips.

I didn’t know who moved first. One moment we were staring at each other, and the next, his lips were on mine.

The kiss was fierce, desperate.....a clash of emotions too strong to contain. His hands slid into my hair, pulling me closer as if he couldn’t stand the distance between us. I gasped against his mouth, the heat of him searing into me, igniting a fire I didn’t know I possessed.

I clung to him, my fingers curling into his shirt as he pressed me against the edge of the fountain. The cool stone bit into my back, but I didn’t care. All that mattered was the way he kissed me, as though the world might end if he stopped.

When we finally broke apart, our breaths came in ragged gasps. He rested his forehead against mine, his hands still tangled in my hair.

“This shouldn’t be happening,” he said, his voice hoarse.

“But it is,” I whispered, my fingers still clutching his shirt. “And I don’t want it to stop.”

He pulled back just enough to look at me, his eyes dark and searching. “Daphne… you make me forget everything else. The curse, the pain… all of it.”

Tears pricked at my eyes, the rawness of his words cutting through me. “Then don’t let it come back,” I said to him, my voice breaking.

He kissed me again, slower this time, but no less intense. my hands gently carressing his neck while opening my mouth for him as he sucked my tongue and I moaned softly while gripping his shirt tightly. It wasn’t just a kiss, it was a promise, unspoken but deeply felt.

And for the first time in a long time, I felt alive.