Dante's POV I trailed off, the memory of that day flashing vividly in my mind. It was a memory I’d buried deep, but now it resurfaced with a vengeance.“What happened?” Tamara asked softly, her voice trembling. The memory of that day came flooding back as if it had happened only yesterday. I could still feel the exhaustion in my body, the faint ache in my muscles after pushing myself far beyond my limits. I had been lying in my bed, a rare luxury after leading the watch for 72 hours straight. it wasn't by choice though The army doctor had all but dragged me off duty, insisting I rest. “You’re no good to us dead, Dante. You must take a fucking rest or ill declare you unfit for battle and you'll be discharged,” he’d said sternly, and though I hated leaving my men, I knew he was right. I’d barely made it to my cot before sleep pulled me under. But it wasn’t a peaceful sleep. I startled awake to the shrill ringing of alarm bells, a sound that snapped me out of my slumber
Dante's POV She nodded, her small chin lifting in defiance. “Yes. My father sent those warriors to end you. But I snuck out and followed them. He wouldn’t let me join the war, so I decided to secretly follow them and prove to my father that I'm strong by helping them kill you.” Her words sent a jolt tof shock hrough me. “You followed them? You’re a child. Do you have any idea how dangerous that is?” it should have been funny that I was literally bleeding out but I was still taking time to scold a stubborn fucking child She tilted her head, her expression unreadable. “I'm not a child, I'm almost a teenager... well in a few years, but I wanted to help them fight and kill some bad guys. But… then I saw you, you're not very old but they hurt you too, I felt bad. I didn’t want you to die.” Before I could respond, she stepped closer, her eyes scanning my wound. “You’re bleeding.” “I’m fine,” I lied, though the blood soaking my side said otherwise. She ignored me, tearing her
Tamara’s POV"B-but if you didn't kill them, then who did?" I stammered out in shock even though I knew that there was no way for Dante to have that answer.Dante shook his head sadly. "i don't know that but I can swear on my mother that it could never have been me, I could never hurt you like that, not after what you mean to me. But my guess is that Jack must have been the one to do it, he probably killed them so that you would be pained enough to kill me.""And it worked.' I realized with tears in my eyes. I sat frozen in for a moment, just staring at Dante as his words sank in. My mind was spinning, as every revelation felt like they were pulling me further into a whirlwind of disbelief, shock and confusion. I had killed Dante when he was innocent, when his only crime was caring for me.I wanted revenge for Jack and Kate murdering I and my child, but I was now finding out that I was also a murderer.It felt as if the ground beneath me had shifted, leaving me unsteady, unsure of
Tamara's POV "All this may have been avoided if you let him take his position." i said but Dante sighed.“I considered it,” he admitted, his voice filled with regret. “I thought maybe it would ease the tension. But it didn’t take long to realize Jack didn’t want to lead for the good of the pack. He wanted power. Pure and simple. He didn't care about what the people wanted, all he wanted was to dominate and take revenge for the death of his family. he wasn’t fit to be Alpha, Tamara. I couldn’t let him take over. So, I refused.” I nodded slowly, understanding his reasoning even as my heart ached for the burden he’d carried. “And that’s when Jack turned on you.” Dante’s eyes darkened, his expression hard. “Yes. We used to be close, but wanting power changed him. He rallied people against me, spreading lies, manipulating anyone he could. He used every weak link in the pack against me. When that didn't work, he sent assassins to kill me, I dealt with them, one by one ocourse, but Jack
Tamara’s POV For a long moment, I couldn’t speak. My throat tightened with unshed tears, and the depth of Dante’s guilt washed over me, mingling with the love he had carried for years. It was overwhelming—almost too much to bear. “Dante,” I finally whispered, my voice trembling as I reached for his hand. He flinched at first, like he thought I might pull away, but I held on tightly. “It’s not your fault,” I said, my voice firm despite the lump in my throat. “You can’t blame yourself for what happened. Jack is the one who manipulated and hurt me—not you. You tried to protect me.” His jaw tensed as he avoided my gaze. “I didn’t protect you. I failed you, Tamara. I—” “No,” I cut him off, shifting closer to him on the picnic mat. My fingers cupped his cheek, forcing him to look at me. His beautiful, stormy eyes were filled with anguish, but beneath it all, I saw love. “You didn’t fail me, Dante. The goddess gave me a second chance—us a second chance. That’s what matters now. We’re h
Tamara’s POV By the time Dante and I made it back to the hotel, the sun had set, and the warm, romantic glow of the city lights greeted us. As we stepped into the suite, Violet was sprawled on the couch, flipping through a magazine. The moment she saw us, her eyes narrowed in amusement. “Well, well,” she drawled, sitting up and smirking. “Look who’s finally back from their innocent picnic. You guys were gone for hours.” I tried to keep a straight face, but the heat creeping up my neck betrayed me. I could still feel Dante’s hand on the small of my back as he guided me inside, his possessive touch sending tiny shivers down my spine. But Violet, being the sharp observer she was, didn’t miss the ruffled state of my hair or the slightly wrinkled clothes I was trying—and failing—to smooth out. “What exactly happened out there, Tamara?” she teased, her voice full of mock innocence. “Because it sure doesn’t look like you spent the day just eating sandwiches and enjoying the view.” Dant
Tamara’s POV I pulled my suitcase onto the bed, the sharp zip of the compartments opening echoing through the room. Packing to go home should have been easy—straightforward even—but my mind was elsewhere. My fingers hovered over a soft blouse I’d worn the day Dante proposed to me. A rush of warmth filled me at the memory, but it was quickly replaced by a pang of sadness. Negaria was beautiful, a place of both pain and joy, and leaving it behind felt...strange. Still, I tried to focus on folding my clothes, one piece at a time, until I noticed something odd. “Where’s Sophie?” I muttered to myself, realizing I hadn’t seen her all morning. I stepped out of my room and found Violet in the lounge, sipping tea as she flipped through her phone. “Hey,” I said, sitting down next to her. “Have you seen Sophie? I wanted to check if she needed help packing.” Violet looked up, her expression softening. “Oh, right. I forgot to tell you.” She set her cup down and shifted closer. “Sophie left
Tamara's pov Lady Regina gestured toward a chair by the window. “Please, sit.”I obeyed, perching on the edge of the seat while she remained standing, her gaze unwavering. “Do you swear by the goddess,” she began, her voice calm but firm, “that you truly love my son? That you’re not using him for power or personal gain?”My mouth fell open slightly in shock. “What?” I asked, stunned. “Lady Regina, we’ve had this discussion before. I thought I already made myself clear.”“Lies are easily said, Tamara,” she replied, her tone carrying a weight that made my stomach twist.“I’m not lying,” I said firmly, meeting her gaze. “I love Dante with all my heart. I would never—”She held up a hand, cutting me off. “Let me explain,” she said. Her tone wasn’t angry, but there was an undeniable edge of authority that silenced me immediately.“I didn’t support this marriage,” she began, pacing slowly across the room. “When Dante first told me he wanted to marry you, I advised against it. I didn’t know
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