His jaw tightened, and his voice cracked as he replied, “I don’t expect you to forget. I don’t expect anything except for you to hear me out. I don’t even understand why you did all that—” he stopped, like he was afraid if he pushed to hard, I might just disappear. “Lauren…” He stepped closer, the
Lauren I tore myself away, the heat of Alexander’s lips still searing into mine, a phantom touch that refused to fade even as the icy grip of reality clenched my chest. My breath came in sharp, shallow bursts, but it wasn’t passion that stole my air—it was the weight of the truth I had just unlea
I couldn’t. I wouldn’t. But the ache in my chest whispered that I might already regret it. Alexander Her words echoed in my mind, a relentless torment I couldn’t escape. Abigail is Liam’s. Her and Liam, marriage. ‘I’m staying with him.’ Lies. They had to be lies. Lauren wouldn’t—couldn’t—choose
Abigail The house was too quiet. The kind of quiet that made your skin prickle and your thoughts grow louder than they should be. I sat cross-legged on the thick carpet of my bedroom, staring at the ceiling, my fingers twisting a strand of my hair over and over again. Then I heard the glass frame
The uncertainty hung in the air, but something else was there too. Something that felt like the ground shifting beneath us. I couldn’t quite put it into words, but I knew—this had to happen. “Okay.” I nodded, holding out my fist for him to bump, which he did. “Here’s the plan.” Sneaking into Alexa
Lauren I stood by the door of our little house, Abigail’s hand gripping mine tightly. Daphne stood infront of us, looking as heart broken as I thought she would. “Are you sure?” She asked again for the tenth time now. I nodded, giving her one last hug. “I am, thanks for everything, Daphne. Real
“I’m sure,” the Beta replied. “We’ve checked everywhere. It’s like he vanished into thin air.” I swallowed hard, trying to keep my voice steady. “I’m on my way back. I’ll—” “No,” the Beta interrupted. “Don’t come back. It’s too dangerous. Stay where you are, he was going to the airport so keep an
Lauren I could feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins as I gripped Abigail’s hand tighter, both of us running through the airport crowd, scanning the rows of bustling people, hoping to find Owen. This feeling was familiar, yet it never felt more wrong. Not after what almost happened to Abig
Owen’s face darkened, and I could see the conflict brewing in his chest, muttering. “Redhead…”It was like a boiling pot on the verge of overflowing.“Shut up, Theo,” he spat, his voice cracking with frustration. “You’re full of it. You think I’m going to let you anywhere near Abigail again? I’ll—”
TheoThe woods crackled around me as I sprinted through, paws slipping on mud and rotting leaves, the air thick with pine and damp earth. My legs burned, muscles aching, but I couldn’t slow down. Couldn’t afford to.I knew I was being hunted. Heard the howls—Alexander’s guard wolves, technically—clo
“Crap…” I muttered under my breath. “What a pain…”The situation had just gone from bad to worse.Mark didn’t look happy to be here. His eyes darted around, still wide with confusion, his lips parted slightly as though he was trying to piece together where exactly he had ended up. But it wasn’t just
TheoThe cell door creaked open, its rusty hinges groaning like the bones of an old man.My body screamed in protest as I pushed myself to my feet, every muscle aching, every bruise a reminder of the last few days. The cold air hit my face as the guards dragged me out, their laughter ringing in my e
The room went completely still. Mom’s voice barely heard as she whispered, “Abigail…”My heart stopped. My blood ran cold. I could feel my face going pale, my breath catching in my throat. He hadn’t just said that. He couldn’t have.I pushed back from the table, fury flooding my chest. “Yeah, I’ve b
AbigailDinner was a war zone of silence.The only sounds were the clinking of cutlery against plates, the occasional scrape of a chair being pushed back. And with every passing second, the tension in the room grew, like a pressure cooker about to blow its lid.Owen and I sat at opposite ends of the
He pick up a tea pot, examining it, completely unbothered. “I could give you everything back. Everything you lost. The status, the power, the wealth. I’m sure you miss it. I can offer you everything you lost. Status. Power. The world that should’ve been yours.”I straightened before letitng out a sc
SophiaIt was one of those night, the ones where everything felt like it was still. The cabin was quiet, save for the gentle crackling of the fire. I had a mug of tea in hand, the warmth seeping into my fingers as I stared out at the barren trees.My cheeks were still cool from my tears, but I had c
I didn’t even try to hide it. Why bother? He was by the pond, chopping wood like it was a hobby, not a chore. Sunlight danced on the water, turning everything a little less ugly—or maybe I was just getting used to it. The cabin. The earthy smell. The life I was forced to engage with.For a moment, I