Lionel's POVI just finished a long corporate meeting, feeling unusually drained.As I got into the car, I instructed my Beta, Konstantin, on the destination before leaning back in the seat and closing my eyes to rest.The sound of rain tapping steadily on the car roof eventually pulled me out of my thoughts.I frowned, loosening my tie as I glanced out the window. Suddenly, Konstantin hit the brakes."That's…" he started, then hesitated.I wasn't in the mood to care, but then my wolf, Leroy, let out an excited howl in my mind.His tail bristled like steel needles along my spine, his eager cries making my temples throb."Mate. Our mate." Leroy growled with excitement.Through the rain, I saw a woman standing at the entrance of a supermarket. She looked familiar, and after a moment, it clicked.It was Esmond's mate, Camellia.She stood there quietly, the rain forming a hazy mist around her.There was a calm, almost magnetic aura about her, so different from the fiery, passionate woman
Camellia's POVAt exactly 8 a.m. on Monday, the sound of my heels clicking against the marble floor of NovaStar Pharmaceuticals' lobby set a precise rhythm.Morning light streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a soft golden glow on the access card the HR specialist handed me.In the reflection of the R&D director's glass office, I adjusted my collar.Blanche Green looked up from her desk, piled high with documents. Her gray-blue eyes scanned me like a CT machine, taking in my dark gray suit."Top graduate from Johns Hopkins, with a five-year career gap," she said, sliding my resume across the reclaimed wood desk. Her nails tapped the blank space. "Explain."I swallowed. "I had to handle family matters.""This isn't a counseling session," she said sharply, standing up. The hem of her designer trench coat brushed against a test tube rack. "You'll start as an assistant. Follow me.""Understood."Blanche led me into the R&D department and raised her voice. "Everyone, pause
Camellia's POV"I've used the same model in my university lab," I calmly explained."That was five years ago!" Claire raised her voice. "Drug development doesn't tolerate even the slightest mistake."I turned to face her. "How do you know I haven't been keeping up?"Claire's lashes fluttered rapidly. "You've been washing test tubes and beakers all week. You haven't had time to—""So you're aware I've been overloaded with menial tasks?" My retort dropped the temperature in the lab by three degrees.I watched Claire's nervous expression as Lyra let out a low warning growl in my mind.I raised an eyebrow, releasing a faint hint of Alpha dominance with Lyra's help.Blanche stood by, arms crossed, expressionless.Only Claire's face changed, her lips trembling slightly, betraying her unease.A rogue wolf without a pack, even with Beta blood, couldn't withstand the pressure from a higher rank.Of course, I wasn't trying to force her to shift here.I reminded Lyra to stop, ending the warning.
Camellia's POVThe moment I heard the voice on the phone, I snatched it back from Esmond."I'll be there right away!"Esmond grabbed my hand. "I'm coming with you."Without giving me a chance to refuse, he pulled me toward the door.I tried to shake him off but failed, and I couldn't help but frown.My mind was too preoccupied with worry for Ernest to argue with Esmond, so we rushed to the werewolf hospital together.The smell of disinfectant mixed with the sweet, metallic tang of wolf toxin inhibitors filled the hallway. The harsh overhead lights cast shadows under Esmond's brow.He gripped my wrist as we passed through the automatic doors of the intensive care unit, his knuckles almost crushing my bones."Let go!" I yanked my hand free, nearly knocking over a nurse's cart.Lyra clawed restlessly along my spine, sensing the scent of a weakened wolf.The attending doctor's glasses reflected the green light of the monitor. "Mr. Sanders' wolfsbane levels are three times the normal limit
Camellia's POV"Esmond, you don't need to pretend to be a good mate. From the moment you cheated, there was no way we could stay together. Just leave. I don't want to argue with you at the hospital."Esmond knelt in front of me, his expression soft."Cam, I'm not pretending. Whether it's being good to you or taking care of Ernest, it's all from the heart. Why do you always twist my intentions?"I looked at him. "Because your kindness always has an agenda. You're acting so humble now because you want me to forgive you for cheating. Isn't that right?""Whether you forgive me or not, I have ways to make sure you can't leave me. I'm only trying to make you happy because I don't want to see you hurt. Do you really not understand, or are you just pretending not to?"His matter-of-fact tone made me sick to my stomach.He betrayed me, yet he had the audacity to say something so shameless.I turned away, refusing to engage. No matter what he said, I wouldn't forgive him.I tried to hail a taxi
Camellia's POVA chill swept over me. I couldn't stop trembling.The pine-needle scent, mixed with the overwhelming pressure of an Alpha's dominance, pressed against my skin. The temporary mark on the back of my neck suddenly burned with searing pain.Esmond pinned me against the carved bedpost. Moonlight filtered through the stained glass, casting a golden-red glow in his eyes."You think moving out can sever the bond?" His fangs grazed the unhealed bite mark on my collarbone, the taste of blood rolling in his throat.I arched my back and let out a threatening growl, my nails tearing through the silk sheets.Lyra slammed against the mental barrier in my spine, desperate to tear apart the betrayer who had defiled our den.When his hand slid under the hem of my silk nightgown, I caught the scent of an unfamiliar omega mixed with the bitterness of vervain."Don't touch me with those dirty hands that have been all over someone else!"I raised my knee to strike his abdomen, but his iron-l
Lionel's POVCamellia's hand on the car door tightened unconsciously, her fingertips turning white.She bit her lower lip, then said softly, "Alright, sorry for the trouble."With that, she took a step back, still holding my jacket, and turned to leave.The rotten scent of pine needles and vervain mixed with her sweet lychee and rose aroma, making my temples throb.My wolf, Leroy, raged within me, tearing at my spine. "You'll regret this! She needs our protection!"I lit a cigar and took a deep drag, the nicotine suppressing the desire rising in my throat. "She's Esmond's mate.""That's just a temporary mark left by that fool. Their bond is about to break!" Leroy's fangs pierced through my mental barrier. "If you just re-mark her—""Enough."Leroy grumbled in dissatisfaction.He didn't understand me, but I understood him. He was driven by primal instincts, the urge to claim and protect our mate.But Camellia's situation was too complicated. I was Alpha Drogo's son, but I was no longer
Esmond's POVHazel knelt on the moss-green carpet, her rogue scent of rotting grass mixing with the salty tang of tears.I grabbed her, disgusted, and tried to drag her out of my parents' villa.Suddenly, Priscilla swung her cane, striking my back. The moonstone at the tip tore through my shirt, leaving a stinging pain.Priscilla roared, "For that barren bitch from the Shadowfang Pack, you're willing to ruin your inheritance?"When the cane came down a second time, I caught the jewel-encrusted shaft with my bare hand. "Priscilla, you should be more concerned about how to explain to Alpha Drogo why you've been harboring a rogue, which could lead to the Ironclaw Pack being investigated by the elders.""As for the child in her belly, it must be dealt with!"As I finished speaking, six or seven burly pack guards entered the room and moved to take Hazel away."Priscilla, please, save my child… I don't want to lose him…" Hazel sobbed, pleading with my mother.Priscilla slammed her hand on t
Camellia's POVI glanced down at my bare wrist, then looked up and said, "I like it, but it's not practical to wear during experiments."He was silent for a moment before speaking again. "Cam, I don't mind you working, but experiments are exhausting. Back in college, you were always pulling all-nighters in the lab. I don't want you to overwork yourself. I can have my assistant arrange something else for you, okay?"I frowned, shooting him a disapproving look. "This is the work I love. No matter how tiring or demanding it is, I'm willing to put in the effort. I hope you can respect my choice."His grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly. "Alright, it's up to you. If you ever get tired of it, just quit. I can take care of you."I smiled faintly but didn't respond.Take care of me? Please. He was already "taking care" of that rogue on the side.Every penny he spent on her came from our shared assets. I'd make sure to account for ev
Camellia's POVAfter dinner, I washed the dishes and grabbed a book to read on the balcony, soaking up the sun.As I flipped through the pages, drowsiness crept in, and I dozed off on the lounge chair.When I woke up, the sky was already dimming.I splashed some water on my face in the bathroom. I was too lazy to cook, so I grabbed my keys and headed out to grab a bite.As I opened the door, I nearly jumped out of my skin—Esmond was standing in the shadows. I instinctively took a step back."Cam, it's me," he said, his voice hoarse, like he'd been standing there all afternoon.I frowned. "What are you doing here, just standing around?""Cam, can't you ever forgive me?"I stayed silent for a moment, then looked at him calmly. "Esmond, when you were cheating on me with Hazel, you must've spent a lot of money and effort on her, huh?""What are you talking about?" He looked genuinely confused.I almost la
Camellia's POVWiping the tears from the corner of her eye, Eugenia forced a smile. "He wasn't my true mate anyway. Even if he were, look at Esmond—he still cheated.""But we're both so unlucky. Next full moon, I'll pray to the Moon Goddess and ask her to bless us."Her attempt at bravery broke my heart."Why don't you stay at my place tonight?"Being together was better than being alone with her pain.Eugenia shook her head. "No, I'll check into a hotel. I need some time to think about what's next.""Are you sure you don't want me to stay with you?""I'm sure. You know me—if I really needed you, I wouldn't hold back.""Alright."I didn't push further. After dropping Eugenia off at the hotel, I headed home.As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I saw Esmond standing at my door, his face dark.Before I could speak, he grabbed my wrist, his voice low and cold. "Where were you on the nig
Camellia's POVThe man hurried over to the red-dressed woman, completely ignoring Eugenia and me."Miss Ogilvie, Mr. Doyle is in a meeting, so he sent me."Tilda tilted her chin toward us. "Mark, it's them. They're trying to take the suit I want."Mark turned, ready to speak, but his face paled when he saw Eugenia."Ms. Hawkes…""Who is he?" I whispered, glancing between Eugenia and Mark."Mark Haines. Cliff's assistant," Eugenia said, her voice barely audible.I sucked in a sharp breath.Something about this felt… wrong.Eugenia was Cliff's girlfriend, but this woman was claiming the same title.It reminded me too much of Esmond's betrayal, and I couldn't help but frown.Tilda noticed Mark's hesitation and narrowed her eyes. "Do you know her?"Mark stammered, his eyes darting between Eugenia and Tilda.Eugenia's lips curved into a cold smile. "So, Miss Ogilvie here says h
Camellia's POVI rubbed nonexistent goosebumps from my arms and rolled my eyes at Eugenia. "Stop, or I'm calling an Uber to escape this cheesiness.""Fine, I'll shut up."I forced a smile, but the loneliness in my chest refused to stay buried.Eugenia had dragged me out to keep me from wallowing at home.Since discovering Esmond's betrayal, the fractured mate bond had left my emotions raw.I'd cried alone more times than I'd admit.But in public? I wore indifference like armor.Eugenia, bless her, avoided mentioning Esmond entirely.She wanted me to move on—and so did I.After lunch, we hit Neiman Marcus.Under the Italian crystal chandeliers of the men's department, Eugenia's fingers hovered over the mother-of-pearl buttons of a Brioni bespoke suit."Let's see this one," she said. Before the sales associate could react, a drawling Southern accent cut through, "Wrap that up. I'll take it."
Camellia's POVI thought Esmond would disappear for a few days after last night's drama, letting me enjoy a peaceful weekend.But the next morning, I was woken by knocking.Opening the door, I found him holding a bouquet of roses.The flash of hope in his eyes was painfully clear."Cam…" He stepped forward with the roses."What do you want?" I cut him off, irritation sharpening my tone.I wasn't letting him ruin my weekend."Cam, I found out everything about yesterday. I swear it'll never happen again. Has Priscilla always treated you like this? Why didn't you ever tell me?"His question almost made me laugh."We've lived in the same pack for years. Did you need me to spell it out? You grew up with Priscilla—you know exactly how she is."I stared him down until he looked away, guilt written all over his face.My laugh turned bitter."You had three years to notice how she treated me behind your back. Any Omega in the Ironclaw Pack could've told you. You just never cared to ask, didn't
Esmond's POVWhen I confronted her, my pine-needle pheromones surged with Alpha dominance, and the joints in my little finger cracked in preparation for shifting.She yanked her hand away, her expression cold. "This has nothing to do with you."Camellia's wolf let out a threatening growl, the moonlight slicing her pupils into vertical slits of golden amber.I quickly stepped in front of her, catching the scent of another werewolf.Just as I was about to speak, I noticed her shirt was half-dry and soaked through.The fur on the back of my neck bristled, and my fangs pierced my lower lip in rage. "Whose stink is on your shirt?"Camellia let out a cold laugh. "You should ask Priscilla that question."I froze, frowning. "What do you mean?""Go ask her and you'll find out."With that, she walked past me and left.I immediately called Priscilla, the engine idling echoing in the parking lot. "Did you see Camellia today?""That frivolous girl went running to you?" Her sharp voice was mixed wi
Camellia's POVI stood up, my voice calm to the point of coldness. "My upbringing isn't for you to judge. Perhaps you should focus on your son's moral education. After all, in civilized society, it's hard to imagine what kind of family would raise an heir who cheats on his spouse."My words seemed to infuriate Priscilla. She was so angry that she picked up the glass of water in front of her and threw it at me.I didn't have time to dodge. The water hit me squarely in the face.Cold water dripped down my chin and into my collar, my hair clinging wetly to my skin. The fabric of my shirt clung tightly to my chest as it absorbed the water.I instinctively closed my eyes, and Lyra let out a warning growl in my mind.I suppressed my Alpha aura, which was on the verge of erupting.This was, after all, a human restaurant.Just as I was about to speak, someone handed me a few tissues."Here, dry yourself."I turned, water droplets rolling off my lashes. In my blurred vision, I saw Lionel. My t
Esmond's POVAfter dealing with that despicable rogue, I left the bar. Just as I stepped outside, my phone rang."That woman Hazel has been taken back to the Ironclaw Pack by Priscilla."Hearing this report from my subordinate, my wolf and I both instantly grew furious.I hung up and drove straight back to the Ironclaw Pack.Instead of going to my own house, I parked at my parents' villa. As I walked in, I was seething with anger.Priscilla was sitting in the living room, seemingly waiting for me.When she saw me enter, she showed no surprise."No need to be angry. I've decided to keep the child," she said leisurely.I couldn't control my aura. The overwhelming pressure of an Alpha erupted instantly."Mom, have you lost your mind? If Alpha Drogo and the other members of the Dalton family find out, you know the consequences."I spoke through gritted teeth."The doctor said the surgery could easily kill both mother and child. At the end of the day, if you hadn't lost control, this child