Esmond's POVThe voice hit me like a bucket of ice water, smothering my rage.My grip tightened on Camellia's chin for a solid three seconds before I turned to face Lionel.He stood there like some damn statue, all rigid posture and radiating that suffocating Alpha energy.My wolf instantly cowered under his overwhelming aura, forcing me to drop my hold on Camellia.She scrambled away from me like I carried the plague.My eyes darted to Lionel, but his gaze stayed locked on Camellia.That pissed me off. Since when did he get to look at my mate like that?But arguing with him wasn't an option — not after he'd morphed into this untouchable Alpha powerhouse.I forced a smirk under his mocking stare. "Just some playful banter between mates."Lionel didn't even bother responding. He just walked off like we were beneath him.The second he disappeared, I whirled on Camellia. "Stay the hell away from Lionel!" However, she snorted. "Why not tell him that yourself?"My jaw clenched. Her words r
Esmond's POVAfter I finished speaking, the other end of the phone fell silent, except for the faint sound of sobbing.I felt a wave of irritation."Mr. Dalton, are you asking where I am so you can force me to go to the hospital and get an abortion?"I answered her with silence."Where are you, exactly?" My knuckles turned white as I gripped the phone, and the reflection in the floor-to-ceiling window showed my distorted face.Hazel's sobs crackled through the line. "If you don't want this child, I'll raise it on my own. He'll never know who his real father is..."The tip of my pen dug into the solid wood desk, leaving a dent. I listened to her fake, choked sobs and let out a cold laugh. "Need I remind you how many condoms we went through last month during your heat? The pregnancy rate between non-mates is only 3%. You must be really special.""Mr. Dalton!" she suddenly shrieked. "How can you insult me like this?"I loosened my tie and undid the top two buttons of my shirt. The cold g
Camellia's POVI never expected to see Esmond and Hazel at the restaurant.The moment I spotted them, it felt like an electric shock ran through my body.So, last night when he rushed out, it was to see her. How pathetic.Lyra growled in my mind, her anger and disgust palpable.But my temporary mark? Silent. Dead.It only made me more frustrated and sad about the mess my so-called mate bond had become.Eugenia dragged me to a nearby café."He had Pinot Noir stains on his pants, looking like a neutered hyena," Eugenia sneered, stabbing her soufflé with a silver fork. "Honestly, I should've shoved that steak knife into his—"The crystal glass refracted my shaky reflection. I twisted my wedding ring, cutting her off. "I sent out seven job applications yesterday."Lyra flicked her tail in the depths of my consciousness, her shadow overlapping mine in the floor-to-ceiling window. "Did you smell the vervain mixed in his scent?"I didn't respond to Lyra. Esmond was becoming less and less imp
Camellia's POVThe pinewood in the fireplace crackled, sending a burst of sparks into the air.I brushed the ash off my shawl, the scent of Esmond's pine-needle cologne lingering in the foyer like a spider's web, trailing up the stairs.I sniffed lightly, surprised he'd followed me to the bedroom."Where did you go today?" He leaned against the doorframe, watching me. "Kelsey said you left before dawn."I set my bag on the table, my tone flat. "Job hunting, obviously.""Which company? Do you want me to put in a word for you?"I frowned, turning to face him. "This is my business. Stay out of it."If he went and recommended me to some company, how would that be any different from him arranging a position for me at Dalton Group? I'd still be under his watchful eye.He suddenly grabbed my wrist, his cologne mixed with a faint metallic tang of blood hitting me like a wave. "Why won't you let me help? I can get you into Dalton Group.""And let the entire pack know I'm being kept by my mate?
Camellia's POVThe moment the door clicked shut, a searing pain shot through the gland on the back of my neck.I collapsed onto the oak floor, the moonlight filtering through my fingers as Lyra clawed at the mental barrier—Esmond's lingering scent was corroding our bond.I knew exactly what Esmond meant by his earlier words. He was giving me two weeks to accept and forgive his infidelity.Looks like moving out needed to happen sooner rather than later."Ding!" My phone chimed. It was a message from NovaStar Pharmaceuticals.I got the job, though the salary was lower than I'd hoped.But I didn't have much of a choice now. After replying to confirm my start date for next Monday, I immediately contacted a real estate agent.At dawn, I trudged through the Shadow Forest, the damp, rotting leaves sticking to my boots.The werewolf real estate agent flashed his fangs in a smile. "The monthly rent includes wolf-repelling services. Totally safe."He tapped his nails against the iPad, showing p
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 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