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Aliyah Today, I had a scheduled meeting with Ashton—I mean, King Ashton Donovan—after a couple of days. I admit that ever since he started standing up for me against his mother, I began to develop a different perspective on him. Mixed emotions swirled inside of me as I waited here in the study room. I was excited for some reason, but then worry gripped my heart, as I had no idea what to expect from our meeting. Except for the fact that he was the king of the packs here, Ashton had always been a mysterious and unpredictable person, which both intrigued and intimidated me. Regardless, there was something about him that drew me in, making me want to know him better. I shook my head, closing the book that I had been reading for almost an hour now. I must remind myself that we had no special connection that could justify my growing interest in him. It was just a brief moment of protection, nothing more. Yet, it was hard to ignore how Ashton treated me lately, even without his presence. H
ALIYAHI waited patiently in the royal office of King Ashton as he spoke to the royal doctor in the doorway. Just like what I usually felt when he was around, the opulence that surrounded me was overwhelming. The room was grand and spacious, with high ceilings decorated with detailed carvings and gold leaf trimmings. I’d noticed it before, but that time I first stepped in here, the argument of King Ashton and his father was more overpowering.My thoughts kept returning to what King Ashton had said earlier in Queen Donovan’s chambers—that he couldn’t focus because of my presence. What did he mean by that? Was it possible that I was somehow catching his attention? But that wasn’t my intention. I hadn’t even wanted to be in this castle in the first place. I actually thought that I was already dead after Brayden attacked me in the forest.The memory of the bite made me gasp, and I quickly made my way to the bathroom. Once inside, I stared at the mark on my neck, gently running my fingers
Aliyah I could feel my blood boiling in my veins the moment Brayden stepped into the room. Wait, was he even real? His presence alone was enough to ignite a fire within me, making me shoot up from my seat. Goosebumps formed on my skin as the memories flooded back—how he toyed with my emotions, making me believe he loved me... and the way he attacked me, biting my neck. I hastily adjusted the collar of my top, praying he wouldn't see the mark he had left on me. The last thing I needed was for him to realize he still had some semblance of power over me, or worse, try to take me back and make me his slave again. "W-why are you here in Jadeisles?"He took a step toward me, and I instinctively took a step back. "Aliyah…"I glared at King Ashton, who stood by calmly, showing no surprise at Brayden's presence. Why would he allow that monster into his kingdom? But then it suddenly occurred to me that, despite everything, they were friends. He had every right to be here.But that didn't mean
AliyahI remembered what King Aston had told me before—that if I ever needed to stand against Brayden, he would be there for me. He promised that no harm would come to me again. At that time, I was too groggy from the pain of escaping Brayden's clutches to question why he'd made such an offer. But now it was time to ask about his real motives for revenge.I stood up, taking a step away from him. It made him confused, but I needed answers. "Why are you helping me, King Ashton?" I asked. "You have nothing to gain from a nobody like me. And why do you want revenge against the Connors? What have they done to you?"King Ashton remained silent, but his gaze never left mine. He didn't even blink, and it made me feel so self-conscious. I hated feeling this way when he was around, close enough to touch, but I couldn't help being captivated by him. His presence confused me just as much as his motives did.Slowly, he stood up, and I found myself stepping backward as he closed the distance betwee
AliyahMy heart hammered in my chest as I witnessed King Ashton and Brayden’s transformation, and the beautiful furnishings had been broken down to splinters and crushed velvet. Deep claw gouges and cracks marred the walls, bearing the marks of their fight. I was tired of feeling this helplessness and fear. But on top of them, anger was brewing within me.“I ran away from you, Brayden. Yet here you are, hunting me down even in another country,” I muttered under my breath.My limbs trembled as I steeled myself to step into the fray. It was insanity, like walking into a lion’s den, but I couldn’t bear to watch any longer. The men and servants trying to separate the two dominant alpha kings were failing miserably, sustaining injuries in the process.“Enough!” I screamed, surprising even myself with the ferocity in my voice. “Please, I beg you, put an end to this senseless violence!”Both snarling dominant wolves paused mid-attack as if by some miracle, and the growls receded to a low rumb
Aliyah The sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains on Queen Grace's face as I carefully wrapped the blood pressure cuff around her arm. Her eyes lit up as she watched me work, making me feel more comfortable than I ever thought possible in the presence of royalty. "Your blood pressure is normal, Queen Grace," I informed her, relieved to see that the numbers were well within the healthy range. Queen Grace smiled at my words and gently touched my hand. "Please, Aliyah, call me Queen Mother like others close to me do." I blinked in surprise, unable to believe that King Ashton's mother was treating me with such warmth and affection. Ever since I had helped her when she collapsed and administered first aid before the royal doctor arrived, it seemed that a bond had formed between us. "Thank you, Queen Mother," I said wholeheartedly. She truly deserved my gratitude for making me feel welcome in this new and sometimes intimidating world. She shook her head slowly. "No, dear, it is I
Aliyah "What are you talking about? Get away from me!" I shouted, jumping off the bed and putting distance between us. The way he looked at me, I was like some rare specimen under a microscope. I couldn't stand it, not even for a second. "Take me back to Jadeiles. Now!" Tears prickled at the corners of my eyes. I couldn't let him see me cry—not again. Not after everything he had put me through in the past. "Aliyah, we're meant to be together. You know it deep down," Brayden insisted. "I understand if you're scared or confused, but please, just give me a chance to explain. I promise you, I will never hurt you like before. Let me show you how much I've changed. I never stopped loving you." "Love?" I scoffed, finally turning to face him. "You don't know the meaning of the word. You only care about yourself and your precious pack." "Maybe that was true once, but not anymore," he said, his eyes pleading with me to believe him. "I've changed, Aliyah. Give me a chance to prove it to you.
Aliyah "NO!" I screamed, banging at the bars to stop him, but it was too late. His body crumpled to the floor like a ragdoll, the silver blade protruding from his chest. I grabbed the lock, but it was securely fastened, preventing me from opening the cell door. "You can't die until you tell me the truth!" "Aliyah!" Brayden's voice suddenly boomed from behind me. Startled, I turned to see him sprinting towards me, his eyes wide with shock as he cupped my face, tapping his fingers against my cheeks. "God, I thought this douchebag had hurt you. Are you okay?" "He's gone and he took the truth with him!" I sobbed on Brayden's chest and he held me tightly. "He… he ended himself. It just happened so suddenly. I don't understand why he did it!" Brayden's grip on me tightened as he whispered, "We may never know the truth now, but we'll make sure justice is served for what he's done," he reassured me and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Let's get out of here, Aliyah. I don't want you to s
HeatherI cupped my mouth, and tears streamed down my eyes after reading the paternity test result Olga had given me."It's… It's 99.9% accurate," I managed to choke out. "So Dunstan is wrong. He doesn't own any of my kids. They are all fathered by Ivik." I smiled widely, but tears still continued to flow down my face. The truth finally lifted off my shoulders, removing the confusion and doubt that had plagued me for so long."I told you, girl. Everything's going to be alright," Olga said, patting my shoulder. And then we both gazed at the triplets, who were playing board games on the living room floor, their laughter filling the room. Toby also joined them, although they still didn't know that he was their uncle, despite the fact that he was just their age."So when are you telling them that Ivik is their real father?" Olga inquired.I exhaled heavily. "If not for Dunstan, maybe I had
That night, as Ivik and I were already in bed, we held each other tightly, finding peace in each other's presence. Ivik was brushing my cheek with his thumb; his touch was gentle and comforting. He was smiling, as though he had finally found the missing piece of his heart."Are you sure about giving a chance to Sierra?" Ivik asked."It's not about her, Ivik," I said, giving him a small smile. "It's about the kid. No matter how troublesome his mother is, the child is innocent and deserves a chance at a better life. We can't let our personal feelings get in the way of doing what's right for them. Plus, he's our kid's uncle. Don't you want to introduce him to them?"He nodded with a sigh. You're right. And I'm exhausted of hatred. There's no good in holding onto grudges and letting them consume us." Ivik shifted and laid closer to me, facing me. "I want our kids to grow up in a world where love and understanding prevail. But that doesn't mean I will not punish Sier
HeatherI sat on the grass for a while, running for my breath. Sweats kept on pouring down my face, evidence of the intense training I had just completed. The sun was beginning to set, but its warm glow still illuminated the horizon, creating a beautiful golden hue across the landscape of Crimson Groove.Ivik walked toward me, giving me a bottle of water as he sat down beside me. His own face was glistening with sweat, but he seemed unfazed by the strenuous training. "You did great out there. I can tell you've been working hard to improve your skills."I smiled gratefully, taking a sip of the refreshing water before responding, "Thanks, Ivik. Your training sessions have really pushed me to my limits, but it's all worth it to become a better fighter.""Being a fighter doesn't just require physical strength and skill, pumpkin," Ivik replied, tugging a small strand of my hair playfully. "It also requires mental fortitude and determination. You've been a figh
HeatherWhy was this happening to me? I didn’t do anything wrong. I didn't step on or hurt anyone. I achieved my dreams without causing harm to anyone. Yet, here I was, facing a situation that seemed completely unfair and undeserved.As Dunstan touched me in a way that I didn't like at all, I felt my heart race with fear and anger. I felt like my power was taken away from me. When will this be over? I'd prefer to pass away right now than allow Dunstan to completely violate me."Stop," I muttered. Goosebumps were forming on my skin as he kissed me on the neck."You used to admire my company, remember?" Dunstan whispered. "Why change your heart now?"I shut my eyes, trying to block out his words and the memories of a time when I felt safe and comfortable with him. But no matter how hard I tried, the fear and anger continued to consume me."I'm taking you now, love. I promise, you're going to love me forever."A loud
HeatherI woke up in bed, and when my eyes adjusted to the lights, I realized I was still in the same hotel room where I had been before. I could feel the effects of whatever Dunstan had injected me with. And though I was already conscious, my strength had been completely drained. My mind was foggy, and my body felt heavy, as if I had just run a marathon."Ingesting even a small amount of pure aconitine or the plant itself can be fatal, as it can paralyze respiratory or heart functions." Dunstan walked over to me, and I tried to press myself against the headboard, desperate to put as much distance between us as possible. "You see, my dear, I have complete control over you now. There's no escape." "You're lucky to be alive, though. But don't think for a second that I won't finish what I started.""So what will you do? Examine me in the laboratory like some sort of experiment. Or maybe you'll just dispose of me like a piec
HeatherI woke up in the middle of the night, and my body was still exhausted from how many times Dunstan had urged me to have s*x with him. Although it was consensual, it felt like I was making love with a stranger, leaving me feeling empty and disconnected.Tears escaped from my eyes as I went to the kitchen. My body was wrapped in a blanket, leaving the sleeping Dunstan exposed on the bed. As I made myself a cup of tea, my eyes caught sight of Dunstan's laptop on the table, some papers were scattered around it. So he still worked after our last encounter, which made me very tired.Curiosity got the better of me. I couldn't resist the urge to take a peek and see what he had been working on.I sat at the table, forgetting about the tea that I had just made. As I opened the laptop, a rush of guilt washed over me, but my curiosity was greater than my conscience. The screen displayed a document titled
Heather“What are you doing, Amanda?” Ivik pushed Amanda, and that was the moment he noticed me, shattering in the corner.“Heather…”“S-so this is what you call a show?” I squeaked, clutching my chest in disbelief. “And you are so dedicated to it that you continued to act even without an audience? Who the hell are you fooling, Ivik?”I glared at Amanda, but she only turned her back, clutching her head as she leaned against the wall. “What can you say to yourself, Ms. Miller?”“Heather, babe, you’ve got it all wrong!” Ivik strode to me and immediately cupped my face. His touch made me flinch, as though I had been burned. “I’m not fooling anyone, especially you. Look, we don’t have a relationship. This is a misunderstanding.”“You are right, Ivik. This is a misunderstanding, because I had misunderstood your actions towards me!&rd
Heather“Good evening, Mr. Fisher and Ms. Everest.”The receptionist and other hotel staff welcomed Dunstan and me in the function room of Hotel Grandeur. Dimmed lights and soft music playing in the background created an elegant atmosphere in the room. Everything my eyes could see exuded luxury and sophistication.“This way, please.” The receptionist led us to a table near the center of the room, where Dunstan pulled out a chair for me.Despite my perfect environment, I felt lost and out of place, consid
HeatherI had no idea how long I had been gazing at Dunstan. The truth was, I wasn’t sure if I heard him right, since my mind wasn’t in the mood to comprehend such things.“Are you alright, love?" Dunstan cupped my face as he frowned. And then he smiled.and directed us towards the bed, so we could sit on its edge. “Forgive me if I cannot wait until I return, but I cannot bear to leave you like that. I realized I wanted to stay by your side and make sure you're still here," Dunstan confessed. He gently brushed a strand of hair behind my ear."Why would I not be okay, Dunstan? I asked, chuckling."You seemed lost in your thoughts and distant," he explained, concern evident in his voice. "I just want to make sure you're truly okay, my love." I looked up at him, still wondering what had gotten into his mind. He seemed different, almost desperate. I gathered t