Tamara's POV I stood outside Sophie’s room, staring at the closed door as my knuckles hovered in hesitation. I had no idea what I was going to say to her, but I knew I couldn’t leave until she listened. Taking a deep breath, I knocked firmly. “Sophie? It’s me, Tamara. Open the door.” Silence. I waited a moment, then knocked again, harder this time. “Sophie, I’m serious. Open the door, or I’ll break it down.” A muffled voice came from the other side. “Please go away” “Not happening,” I said firmly. “We need to talk.” “I don’t want to talk!” “Well, too bad, because I’m not leaving until we do,” I replied, crossing my arms. “And if you open the door, I promise I’ll release Nathan. But only after we talk.” There was another long stretch of silence. I wondered if she was going to ignore me entirely, but then I heard the faint sound of footsteps. Slowly, the door creaked open, revealing Sophie’s tear-streaked face. She looked exhausted, her eyes red and puffy, and her shoulders hu
Tamara's POV I knocked on Dr. Laura’s door, my knuckles brushing against the smooth wood before I stepped back and waited. It wasn’t long before the door opened, revealing the kind, familiar face of the pack’s doctor. “Tamara,” Dr. Laura greeted me warmly, stepping aside to let me in. “It’s good to see you. How are you holding up? And how’s… everything else?” Her tone was light, but I knew what she meant. “I’m fine,” I replied as I entered, taking a seat across from her desk. “And by ‘everything else,’ if you mean my blood thirst, then it’s been under control.” Dr. Laura raised a brow as she sat down, folding her hands on the desk. “Under control? That’s a big step. Tell me more.” I leaned back in my chair, letting out a breath. “well, the urge to drink blood only seems to appear when I’m in danger or if I’m really provoked. It’s not like before when it would come out of nowhere. Now it feels… connected to something.” “Interesting.” Dr. Laura tapped a finger against her chin. “T
Tamara's POV The palace seemed to feel too darn quiet when I returned and the emptiness I felt whenever Dante was gone settling over me like a heavy blanket. With no one else in my room, my thoughts swirled endlessly. Dr. Laura’s words about hearing thoughts, my anchor, and everything in between kept replaying in my mind. Could it really be true? Was I capable of something so… freaking unnatural? I found myself pacing by the window, staring out into the fading light of the evening. My nerves only calmed when I saw Dante’s silhouette in the distance. He was walking toward the palace, his stride confident and familiar, and my heart softened with the kind of warmth that only lovr can give. As soon as he stepped through the door, his eyes landed on me, and a warm smile spread across his face. “My love,” he said, his voice like a balm to my frazzled nerves. “You’re back,” I said, trying to keep the relief out of my voice. He stepped closer, his arms circling my waist as he pulled me
Tamara’s POV George stood stiffly in front of us, his face drawn and tense. Whatever he was about to say, I could tell it wasn’t good. My stomach churned as I leaned slightly against Dante, bracing myself. “The rumors are spreading,” George began grimly. “Some packs in the East are insisting that the North attacked them. And to make matters worse, they claim to have proof.” I frowned, my heart skipping a beat. “Proof?” “Yes,” George confirmed. “They’re using this so-called evidence to appeal directly to the northern elders for intervention.” I glanced at Dante, who had gone unnervingly still. His jaw clenched, his fists tightening at his sides. I didn’t even need to hear his thoughts to know he was seething. “The fucking elders?” Dante repeated, his voice dangerously calm. George nodded. “Yes, Alpha. They’re demanding the elders investigate the matter, and they’re claiming you’re trying to start another war.” I sucked in a sharp breath, the words hitting me like a blow to the
Adrian’s POV Jack leaned back in his chair, his arms crossed, his expression unreadable as I tried to explain—again—why I needed his help. “I’m not sure about getting involved, Adrian,” he said flatly. “this is going to far and I'm already risking too damn much.” My jaw tightened, frustration bubbling to the surface. “YOURE risking too damn much? You’re the one who ruined her life in the first place! The least you can do is help me get her back.” Jack’s eyes narrowed. “Watch it. I don’t owe you—or her—anything.” I scoffed, unable to hold back my irritation. “You’re still bitter, aren’t you? You can’t stand the thought of her being happy with anyone else because you’re still not over her.” Jack stiffened, his eyes flashing with anger. “I’m expecting a child with Kate. Do you really think I’m pining after Tamara?” “Yes,” I snapped. “Because it’s obvious. You say you’ve moved on, but every time her name comes up, you look like someone just punched you in the gut. Admit it, Jack. Y
Adrian’s POV The knock at my office door came unexpectedly, sharp and deliberate. I frowned, setting down the glass of whiskey I’d been nursing. Visitors were rare these days, and the timing of this one was peculiar. “Come in,” I called, leaning back in my chair. The door swung open, revealing a man I hadn’t seen in years. Alpha Jonathan. His imposing figure filled the doorway, and his presence was as commanding as ever. The silver streaks in his dark hair only added to his air of authority. “Alpha Jonathan,” I said, rising to my feet. “To what do I owe this… surprise?” He stepped inside, his boots clicking against the polished floor as he closed the door behind him. His sharp eyes scanned the room before landing on me. “We need to talk,” he said, his tone curt. I gestured for him to sit, curiosity piqued. “By all means. What brings you here?” Jonathan took the offered seat but didn’t relax. His shoulders were tense, his expression grim. “It’s about Dante,” he said without pr
Tamara’s POV Dante had been tense ever since the court summons arrived. The accusation against him was too heavy, and although he’d tried to mask it around me, I could see through his every attempt to hide his frustration. He was on edge, pacing the halls, spending hours in his office, and sleeping less. This wasn’t like him. Dante was always calm, composed, and unshakable. To see him like this… it fucking hurt. I decided I’d had enough. If he wasn’t going to take a break on his own, I was going to make him take one. The plan was simple: distract Dante for a whole day. No office work, no border patrols, no strategizing. Just fun and relaxation. I wasn’t taking no for an answer. “Dante,” I called, standing in the doorway of his study. He was at his desk, leaning over some documents, his dark brows furrowed in concentration. “Hmm?” he grunted without looking up. I stepped inside and crossed my arms. “Get up.” His pen stilled, and he finally looked at me, his sharp green eyes na
Tamara’s POV The morning of the court hearing was heavy with tension. Dante had been uncharacteristically quiet as we got ready, his usual confidence dimmed by the weight of what was coming. I tried my best to stay calm for his sake, reminding myself that this was Dante—strong, capable, and always one step ahead of his enemies. But just as I was fastening the final clasp of my dress, a familiar voice rang through the palace halls. “Tamara?” I froze for a second, then rushed out of the room to see Sophie standing at the front door, her bright smile lighting up the grand entryway. “Sophie!” I exclaimed, hurrying down the stairs. “You’re back already?” She nodded, looking a little flustered but happy. “Yes. Nathan sent me back to resume my work.” I blinked, stunned. “Nathan sent you?” She laughed lightly, rubbing the back of her neck. “I know, it’s hard to believe, right? But he’s finally come around. He told me he understands how much my job means to me, and he’s decided to supp
Author's note: Adrian's eyes are dark not blue. I was rushing to write the chapter before my phone went off. 😅Kayla's POV: My heart was still racing as I held his wrists, stopping him from lifting my shirt any higher. “What are you doing?” I demanded, my voice shaky, trying to keep my composure despite the panic rising in my heart. Adrian’s eyes softened instantly, his grip loosening. “Kayla calm down,” he murmured gently, “I’m not going to hurt you. I swear.” His voice was calm, steady, and yet it carried a weight of sincerity that I wasn’t prepared for. Slowly, he pulled his hands away, raising them in a placating gesture. “I just want to make sure you’re okay.” I stared at him, my breath coming in short, shallow bursts. The intensity of his gaze melted into something even more softer, more concerned, and somehow that made my heart pound even harder. He took a small step back, giving me space, and then tentatively reached out, his fingers brushing lightly over my arm. “May I?”
Kayla's povi nodded stiffly as Adrian said he wanted to tell me what my role was. My heart pounded a little harder in my chest, and I swallowed. He was watching me so intently, his sharp blue eyes never leaving mine, as if he was gauging every flicker of emotion that crossed my face. The weight of his gaze made my skin feel hot, my breath a little unsteady. And on top of that, we were so close. Too close.I forced myself to hold his stare, even as nerves crawled up my spine. “What… what is my role?” I asked hesitantly, my voice coming out quieter than I intended.Instead of answering right away, he shifted, moving even closer. My pulse jumped as he reached out, his large, warm hand taking mine. His touch was firm yet gentle, but it still made me tense up instinctively. I barely knew this man—this powerful Alpha—yet here I was, standing in his office, alone with him, while he held my hand like we were something to each other.I stiffened even more as a terrible thought took root in my
Kayla’s POVThe car door clicked open.I looked up to see Alpha Adrian standing outside, one hand on the roof of the car while the other held the door open—for me.Like a gentleman.For a moment, I just stared at him. The act seemed too polite for someone with his dangerous aura. But I had no choice, so I cautiously shifted and stepped out.Or at least, I tried to.The moment my feet touched the ground, my starvation finally caught up to me and my legs wobbled.Before I could catch myself, I stumbled forward—straight into him.My hands landed on his hard chest, and I felt the solid warmth of his body through his crisp black shirt. His arms instinctively wrapped around my waist, steadying me before I could completely fall.Then it hit me.A rush of something hot, electrifying—dangerous.My skin tingled everywhere we touched, and my heart thudded wildly.What… is this?I barely had time to register the feeling before I felt him… lean in to smell me.I froze as Alpha Adrian inhaled deepl
Kayla’s POVI kept myself pressed against the car door, as far away from Alpha Adrian as possible.But it didn’t matter.He still smelt so good that I felt my toes curl.Even with all the space I had put between us, his delicious smell and presence was overwhelming.His aura was suffocating, pressing against me like an invisible force, making my skin tingle. It was like he was right beside me, breathing down my neck.It was unsettling.And worse? It made me restless.There was something in the air between us, something I didn’t understand. My body reacted to it, drawn to something I knew I shouldn’t want. Not after what my mate did to me.I clenched my fists in my lap and tried to shake it off.Think of something else.Anything else.My brain finally strayed to how I had barely slept last night, and it was all Xavier’s fault.After my first encounter with Alpha Adrian, I had gone back to my room, knowing I needed to pack my things. He would return for me, and there was no stopping it.
Alpha Adrian’s POVThe room was thick with tension after my threat. Mia was trembling, eyes darting between Xavier and me, as if she had just realized she had pushed too far. My wolf was still seething, pacing in my mind, demanding that we put her in her place for daring to insult my Kayla. But I forced myself to calm down, tightening my grip on my rage. Now wasn’t the time to lose control."Enough wasting time," I said coolly, shifting my gaze from Mia to Xavier. "Let’s get this over with. I’m in a hurry to take her home."Xavier tensed up, then exhaled shakily and nodded. "Follow me," he said, turning on his heel and leading the way toward his office.Before I followed, my eyes flickered to Kayla. She looked exhausted—her dark circles even more prominent under the harsh lights, her lips slightly chapped, her frame tense. Without thinking, I reached out, brushing my fingers along the delicate skin under her eye.She flinched, her breath hitching as she jerked away from my touch, ey
Alpha Adrian’s POVThe long car ride to Xavier’s pack was nothing short of infuriating. I was too restless and eager to see her that it made me impatient, and my men could see it.“You know, Alpha,” Beta Connor started, his voice laced with amusement, “your love life is weird as hell. First, the crazy Amanda. Then that reborn Luna. Now an ex Luna turned maid?" He sighed. "Well who knows, Maybe third time’s the charm.”My Gamma Logan laughed, shaking his head. “Can you imagine what he would do if Alpha Dante steals this one too?”I shot them both a murderous glare. “You two better shut the hell up about things you don't know.”Connor smirked. “Why? It’s a valid concern. You’re dragging us all the way to Xavier’s pack to pick up some girl you barely know. And you keep insisting she's not your new lover.”“She isn’t,” I snapped.Connor raised an eyebrow. “Then why the hell are you so hell-bent on taking her?”I gritted my teeth. “She looked like she needed help.”Connor snorted. “Right.
Authors note: I'm working on writing new books, please comment on what you'd like to see, thank you so much. Kayla’s POV “If he rejects my requests because of you,” Xavier hissed, his voice low and menacing, “I’ll make sure i show you the true meaning of pain and fear.” The room felt icy as Xavier’s threat echoed in my ears. He had never ever spoken to me with such hate and disgust before. I won't lie, it hurt, but I kept my composure. 'Don’t break, Kayla. Never again.' I reminded myself. Xavier whirled around and stormed out with a smug Mia, leaving me behind with my racing thoughts. I slowly followed behind them but I was forced to a startling halt when he suddenly froze in the middle of the hallway. I followed cautiously behind him and saw why. Alpha Adrian was still standing there. He stood a few feet away, leaning casually against the wall as if he had no intention of leaving after all. The calm expression he had worn earlier was gone, replaced by something co
Author's note at the bottom. Kayla’s POV It was Mia who quickly spoke up, "It's not that simple my Lord, this woman is a murderer!" she yelled and Alpha Adrian's cold eyes snapped back to me. His brow lifted and it seemed that his already intense gaze zeroed in on me even more. I felt my throat tighten like I was being suffocated but Mia refused to stop talking. "It's true Alpha, not only is she a cold hearted murderer, but who she killed were her own parents! She's not an innocent victim here, she's a monster!." Mia’s words rang in my ears like a death knell and I could only watch her smirk in satisfaction. I was frozen, feeling the weight of the traumatic accusation slapped in my face all over again. And to make matters worse, this tall, powerful dark Alpha that made me feel so many strange things would now hate me too. I forced myself to look at him, already expecting to see hate, fury or disgust in his eyes but my breath immediately hitched when I saw his expression.
Authors Note: Please note that your comments are what keep me going. They let me know my efforts are worth it and people are actually reading. I appreciate each and every one of them. Thank you. Also note that this is Alpha Adrian's story. (For those who don't know, He was Tamara's first mate in her past life) Kayla’s POV I could feel my cheeks heating as the stranger’s dark eyes lingered on me. His gaze wasn’t just passing; it was intense, like he was peeling away every layer of me, dissecting every secret. I shifted uncomfortably, clutching the hem of my dress, wishing I could melt into the walls of the Alpha’s office.I needed to disappear before the heat of his gaze melted me to the floor. “Please wait here, I will inform Alpha Xavier that you are looking for him,” I said softly, hoping my voice didn’t betray the nervous tremble I felt inside. I turned to leave, but before I could even take a step, the man moved with lightning speed and blocked the door. His arm braced