I watched Hayley walk away, her shoulders hunched, the weight of my family’s disdain pressing down on her. It was tearing me apart to see her like this, vulnerable and hurt, and I could feel the anger boiling inside me. I wanted to chase after her, to tell her that everything would be okay, but I knew she needed space to calm down.“Sky?”The voice interrupted my thoughts, and I turned to see Jake, my best friend and beta, standing in the doorway. He was the only person outside my immediate family who really understood me. He had been with me through thick and thin, and right now, I needed his support more than ever.“Hey, Jake,” I greeted him, trying to mask the frustration in my voice.Jake took one look at my face and his expression softened. “I can see you’re having a rough day. Mind if I join you?”I gestured for him to come in. “Sure, have a seat. I could use a friend.”Jake took a seat on the edge of the grand staircase, his posture casual but his eyes attentive. “So, what’s go
The days following the tense breakfast with my family had been a whirlwind of emotions. Hayley was trying to adapt, and I could see her effort, but the pressure from my mother and sister was relentless. Their disdain was palpable, a constant reminder of the battle we were facing. Every time I looked at Hayley, I saw the weariness in her eyes, the strain on her shoulders. I felt powerless to protect her from the harsh reality of my family’s expectations.This evening, I was determined to give Hayley a break from the mansion’s stifling atmosphere. I had planned a dinner out, hoping a change of scenery might lift her spirits. I dressed in a casual shirt and jeans, and after making sure everything was in place for our night out, I went to find her.***“Hayley!” I called out, walking through the house. “Are you ready?”There was no answer. I frowned, feeling a pang of concern. I headed towards her room, knocking lightly on the door before opening it.“Hey, is everything okay?” I asked, pe
The days had been long and weary, each one blending into the next like an unending gray blur. The mansion, which had once seemed like a place of possibility, now felt more like an elaborate cage. The grandeur of the place only highlighted my isolation. The halls were echoing with emptiness, and the opulent rooms seemed to mock my attempts to fit in. I spent more time than I cared to admit trying to avoid interactions that always seemed to end in disappointment or judgment.Today, I had found solace in the library. It was a room filled with a comforting silence, but even here, I couldn't escape the gnawing feeling of being out of place. The vast shelves of books offered a temporary distraction, but the quiet whispers of loneliness were louder than any words on the pages. I traced my fingers over the spine of an old volume, trying to lose myself in its history, but my thoughts kept drifting back to the strained interactions I had with Sky’s family.Sky had been working late again, his a
The mansion felt quieter than usual. The usual hum of activity seemed subdued, replaced by an oppressive stillness that settled over the house like a heavy fog. I had spent most of the day dealing with business matters, trying to ignore the gnawing worry that had been eating away at me for weeks. The lingering tension between Hayley and my family, particularly Selene, was a constant weight on my shoulders. I had hoped that my mother’s disdain and Selene’s harsh words would not create a rift between us, but reality had been far less forgiving.My day had started with a barrage of phone calls, urgent emails, and meetings that seemed to drag on endlessly. The stress of managing the pack’s affairs was wearing on me, and it was hard not to let it affect my personal life. My thoughts kept drifting back to Hayley. I had seen the hurt in her eyes after Selene’s latest outburst, and it was eating away at me.As I finally made my way to the study, I found myself dreading the evening ahead. It w
The day was overcast, the gray sky casting a somber shadow over everything. The clouds seemed to mirror my mood as I walked through the garden, the well-maintained pathways and blooming flowers offering no solace from the turmoil within me. Each step felt heavier, weighed down by the truth that had been thrust upon me and the realization of how much I had been deceived.Sky’s revelation about his engagement had shattered the fragile sense of security I had begun to build. My mind replayed the scene over and over—Sky’s solemn apology, the hurt in his eyes, and the crushing blow of discovering his engagement through overheard conversations rather than a direct explanation.I had tried to stay composed, to present a brave front, but the pain was gnawing at me, making it difficult to focus on anything else. The once-beautiful mansion now seemed like a gilded cage, its elegance a stark contrast to the emotional turmoil I felt inside.The sound of footsteps interrupted my thoughts, and I lo
The tension in the mansion had become almost unbearable. Every day felt like an endless battle to navigate the churning waters of Sky’s family, each interaction leaving me more exhausted than the last. It was as if I were a ship adrift in a storm, with no clear destination in sight.Today, the storm reached a new intensity. I had overheard Selene speaking to her mother in hushed, angry tones, and the contents of their conversation had left me on edge. The word “confrontation” kept repeating in my mind like a dark mantra. I knew it was only a matter of time before something had to give.My opportunity for a confrontation came sooner than expected. I was alone in the library, trying to lose myself in a book as a means of escaping the oppressive atmosphere, when Sky entered. His face was set in grim lines, his eyes stormy. He looked like he had something to say, and I knew it wasn’t going to be easy.“Hayley,” he said, his voice low but urgent, “we need to talk.”I closed the book and lo
POV: HayleyThe evening air was cool, a welcome change from the stifling heat of the mansion’s grand interior. I had managed to slip away unnoticed, taking refuge in the garden that surrounded the estate. The lush greenery and the scent of blooming flowers were a stark contrast to the tension that had become a constant presence in my life.I found solace in the solitude, sitting on a stone bench near the fountain. The water trickled softly, creating a soothing backdrop to my thoughts. I was exhausted, not just physically but emotionally. The confrontation with Sky had left me feeling raw and exposed, and I couldn’t shake the sense of inadequacy that had settled over me.I was lost in my thoughts when I heard the faint sound of footsteps approaching. My heart skipped a beat as I glanced over my shoulder, only to see Sky walking toward me with a determined expression. He looked out of place in the serene garden, his formal attire contrasting sharply with the relaxed atmosphere.“Hayley,”
POV: HayleyThe days following Sky’s apology were a whirlwind of emotions and newfound resolve. Each day seemed to blend into the next as I navigated the complexities of my new life, trying to adjust to a world where I felt both a part of and apart from. The mansion’s opulent interiors and the strained interactions with Sky’s family only added to the emotional burden I was carrying.I had taken Sky’s words to heart. His promise to support me and prove his commitment wasn’t something I could easily dismiss. Yet, despite his reassurances, the reality of living in a household where I was treated as an outsider was taking its toll. The mansion’s grandeur felt like a gilded cage, beautiful yet suffocating.This resolve to adapt and find my place had taken root in me, slowly but surely. The garden had become my sanctuary, a place where I could think and gather my thoughts away from the prying eyes and judgmental gazes. Every morning, I would find a quiet corner by the fountain, where the so
The cold night air cut through my skin as I stepped out of the manor, my heart pounding so loudly I thought it might burst from my chest. I hadn’t packed much—just enough to survive, just enough to get away. Sky had tried to stop me, his voice pleading, but my mind was made up. It had to be. I couldn’t live like this anymore, in the suffocating shadow of his family’s disdain, in the constant fear of what tomorrow might bring. I glanced back at the towering structure behind me, its grandeur now a symbol of everything I couldn’t have, everything that wasn’t meant for someone like me. No matter how much Sky said he cared, no matter how many times he promised things would change, the truth was simple: I would never fit in here. His family had made sure of that. Especially Selene. Her words echoed in my mind, the venom in her voice stinging as sharply as it had when she first spoke them. “You don’t belong.” And the worst part? She was right. I didn’t. I never had. I wrapped my arms a
The cold night air cut through my skin as I stepped out of the manor, my heart pounding so loudly I thought it might burst from my chest. I hadn’t packed much—just enough to survive, just enough to get away. Sky had tried to stop me, his voice pleading, but my mind was made up. It had to be. I couldn’t live like this anymore, in the suffocating shadow of his family’s disdain, in the constant fear of what tomorrow might bring.I glanced back at the towering structure behind me, its grandeur now a symbol of everything I couldn’t have, everything that wasn’t meant for someone like me. No matter how much Sky said he cared, no matter how many times he promised things would change, the truth was simple: I would never fit in here. His family had made sure of that. Especially Selene.Her words echoed in my mind, the venom in her voice stinging as sharply as it had when she first spoke them. “You don’t belong.” And the worst part? She was right. I didn’t. I never had.I wrapped my arms around
The night was cold, the kind of crisp chill that clung to your skin and made everything feel sharper, more real. I could feel it sinking into my bones as I hurried down the hallway toward Hayley’s room. Something was wrong—no, I knew something had been wrong for a long time, but tonight it felt like a ticking bomb ready to go off. Hayley had been distant, almost invisible in her attempts to avoid me. I couldn’t blame her, not after the way my family had treated her, after the tension I’d created by not telling her the truth about Veronica. I’d been trying to find the right moment to talk to her, to fix everything, but it seemed like the more I tried, the further she slipped away. And now, I had a sinking feeling that she was about to run. The thought made my chest tighten with panic. I couldn’t let her leave. Not like this. Not without talking things through. When I reached her door, I paused, my hand hovering over the handle. Part of me wanted to burst in and stop her from whateve
The moonlight streamed through the window, casting long shadows across the floor. I stared out at the dark woods, the towering trees swaying slightly in the breeze. The night was still, too quiet for my liking, but it was also my only chance. My heart raced in my chest, each beat a reminder of the urgency I felt deep within. I couldn’t stay here anymore. I had to get out.I hadn’t seen Sky since the confrontation in the hallway. Every time he approached me, I found a way to slip away. It had become a game of avoidance, but now it was more than that—it was survival. His family was suffocating me. His mother’s cold, judgmental stares, and Selene’s sharp words, like daggers every time they spoke. It was clear that they didn’t want me here, and the longer I stayed, the more vulnerable I felt. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I fidgeted with the edge of the worn blanket, my mind spinning with thoughts of how to escape this suffocating prison disguised as a mansion. I had nowhere to go, no
I leaned against the cold marble countertop in the kitchen, staring at the dark liquid swirling in my mug. The rich aroma of coffee filled the air, but I couldn’t bring myself to take a sip. The house was too quiet, except for the occasional ticking of the antique clock in the hallway, reminding me of how much time had passed since I’d been avoiding this conversation. I knew what was coming. Hell, I’d known for days now that my family wouldn’t let it go. My engagement to Veronica was supposed to be the glue that kept everything together—the perfect arrangement that would keep the bloodlines pure, keep the legacy intact, and keep my mother happy. But my heart had gone in a completely different direction. Footsteps echoed down the hall, the kind that could only belong to my mother. Her heels clicked sharply on the polished wood floors, each step a reminder of her unwavering authority in this house. I straightened, setting my coffee mug down just as she and Selene entered the room. M
The mansion, once a place of uncertain promise, had slowly begun to feel like a cage. Each day, I fought to find a sense of belonging within its grand but cold walls, but my interactions with the other residents and the underlying tensions made it feel more like a gilded prison. I had tried to stay out of everyone’s way, focusing on the small joys of daily life, but the strain was palpable.That evening, I decided to take a walk in the garden. It had become my sanctuary, a place where I could find some semblance of peace amidst the chaos of my new life. The garden was expansive, with manicured hedges and flower beds arranged in elaborate patterns. As I strolled along the path, the scent of blooming roses and freshly cut grass filled the air, providing a temporary reprieve from the stress that had been mounting.The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm golden glow over the landscape. I paused near a stone bench, taking in the tranquility of the moment. The rustling leaves and chirp
The mansion felt unusually quiet as I walked through its corridors, my mind racing with thoughts of Hayley and the looming pressure from my family. I had spent most of the morning in meetings with the board, trying to juggle the responsibilities of my role as Alpha with the personal turmoil brewing at home. It was exhausting, and the weight of it all seemed to press heavily on my shoulders.I had managed to avoid my mother’s confrontations for the past few days, but I knew that wouldn’t last forever. The walls of the mansion felt like they were closing in on me, and the oppressive atmosphere was starting to affect my concentration. Hayley had been distant lately, and her unease was palpable. I had tried to reassure her, but words alone seemed insufficient to bridge the gap between us.As I entered my study, I noticed that my best friend, Marcus, was already there, waiting for me. He looked up from his papers, his expression shifting from casual to concerned.“Sky,” he said, his voice
The days blurred together as I threw myself into the task of integrating into Sky’s world. On the surface, things seemed to be improving. The staff greeted me with less hesitation, and I no longer felt like a ghost haunting the halls. Yet, even with the small victories, a nagging sense of unease lingered just beneath the surface. It felt like I was walking on thin ice, a fragile balance that could shatter at any moment.Sky had noticed my efforts, and his quiet approval was something I clung to. But even in our growing intimacy, there was a distance between us, a tension that I couldn’t name. His apology had done much to ease the immediate strain, but we hadn’t truly addressed the deeper issues between us. There were things left unsaid, emotions buried under the weight of our shared past.It was late afternoon, and the mansion was quiet. I wandered through the corridors, my footsteps echoing faintly against the polished floors. Sky was out, handling some business that I hadn’t been pr
POV: HayleyThe days following Sky’s apology were a whirlwind of emotions and newfound resolve. Each day seemed to blend into the next as I navigated the complexities of my new life, trying to adjust to a world where I felt both a part of and apart from. The mansion’s opulent interiors and the strained interactions with Sky’s family only added to the emotional burden I was carrying.I had taken Sky’s words to heart. His promise to support me and prove his commitment wasn’t something I could easily dismiss. Yet, despite his reassurances, the reality of living in a household where I was treated as an outsider was taking its toll. The mansion’s grandeur felt like a gilded cage, beautiful yet suffocating.This resolve to adapt and find my place had taken root in me, slowly but surely. The garden had become my sanctuary, a place where I could think and gather my thoughts away from the prying eyes and judgmental gazes. Every morning, I would find a quiet corner by the fountain, where the so