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LilaAt first, Elliot was hesitant, his body stiff with resistance. But as I tightened my hold around him, his walls slowly crumbled. I felt his pain as if it were my own, a deep ache that resonated in my chest. It wasn’t just sympathy—it was understanding. I’d endured my own kind of heartbreak, my own betrayals.Elliot was the epitome of strength, but even he wasn’t impervious. He carried his burdens silently, refusing to complain or seek solace. I could only imagine how much he’d endured to harbor such hatred for Julian, his stepbrother. Everything made sense now—his cold demeanor toward his father, his guarded nature.I’d never admit it to his face, but Elliot was my role model. He’d built himself from the ground up, forging a path that demanded resilience and discipline. Growing up in the same house as the people who had caused him and his mother so much pain—yet managing to rise above it all—was nothing short of remarkable.“I’m so sorry,” I whispered, my voice trembling as tears
Elliot“Hmmm, the food is really yummy,” Elena chirped, her gaze darting to Lila, who nodded in agreement with a small smile.Across the table, Kai smirked, the faint marks on his neck divulging exactly why he was in such a good mood this morning.‘Alpha, thank you,’ Kai mindlinked me, his tone smug.I didn’t need to ask what for. The satisfaction radiating from him said it all. My jaw clenched as I remembered how his mate had barged into my room, shattering a moment I wasn’t likely to get back anytime soon.‘Tell your mate to knock before entering rooms that don’t belong to her,’ I grumbled through the link, keeping my expression impassive.Kai’s response was instant and sharp. ‘Why don’t you lock the door instead? My mate is innocent.’I nearly scoffed aloud. ‘Your mate is as innocent as a predator in a sheep's meadow, dumbass.’Kai scowled, but I ignored him, turning my focus back to the table. My father had left earlier for a council meeting. As King, he rarely spent long at home,
LilaI stood at the entrance of the house I once called home, the air around me heavy, as if the walls themselves whispered warnings of the storm brewing inside. The chill that crept into my bones wasn’t from the weather—it was the icy foreboding of what was to come.The guards announced my arrival, their voices echoing through the hall. Moments later, my father appeared, and his dear wife trailed behind.Bella’s sharp brown eyes swept over me, assessing, calculating, before her lips curved into that familiar, syrupy smile. The one that always made my skin crawl.“Lila, sweetie! You’re finally home,” she cooed, pulling me into a hug. Her hands ran through my hair, soft and affectionate—until they weren’t. I could almost feel the claws hidden beneath her painted nails, ready to dig in right after she was done with me, but I knew that she wouldn’t do that, at least, until she got what she wanted from me.“I’m glad you kept your promise,” my father said, his smile tight, pride dripping fr
“Here are your shoes,” Bella said, her syrupy voice barely masking the tension as she bent to place them neatly at my feet. Her overly sweet demeanor was as grating as nails on glass, and her tight smile betrayed the storm simmering beneath her polished facade.“Thank you, Bella,” I said, the words dripping with sweet mocking as I leaned back in my chair, savoring the moment. Watching her rise with clenched fists and a forced smile was more satisfying than I cared to admit.The tables had turned. The woman who once delighted in lording over me now stood at my feet, bound by circumstances. Karma’s justice had never tasted so sweet.“What were you and your father discussing?” Bella’s voice was deceptively casual, though her sharp eyes cut into me like daggers. She leaned toward him, pressing a kiss to his lips in a possessive display that seemed almost juvenile, showing me that she still had him on her side.I smiled faintly, folding my hands in my lap. “Nothing you’d find interesting,”
ElliotI was counting every damn second, my eyes fixed on the ticking hands of my wristwatch as they crept toward seven PM. After Lila’s call, I’d had to restrain myself from rushing over there. She had emotionally manipulated me—something I was all too aware of—but I let it slide. The last thing I wanted was for her to think I was trying to control her. Still, the idea of her staying in that house with those toxic people gnawed at my patience, keeping my wolf on edge.Even I didn’t trust her father or that stepmother of hers. How could my wolf not be agitated?Lila’s stubbornness about staying there frustrated me, but I couldn’t ignore the importance of showing her that I trusted her judgment. The push and pull of wanting to protect her while respecting her autonomy was driving me insane.To distract myself, I called Kai to check on the tasks I’d given him. With the looming threats surrounding my pack, I couldn’t afford to leave it vulnerable for too long. I was torn—my mate needed my
ElliotGeorge’s garage was barely large enough for his car, so I parked outside. The house was old, small, and unassuming. George greeted me warmly at the door, and his wife appeared shortly after. Her face was etched with worry and exhaustion, yet gratitude shone through as she bowed respectfully. Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at me."Thank you, Alpha," she said, her voice breaking as the tears began to roll down her cheeks."Yuri, let Alpha come inside and rest," George said gently, wrapping an arm around his wife’s trembling shoulders."Daddy, you're home!" a small, excited voice piped up, drawing my attention to a tiny figure that barely reached George’s waist. A little girl, frail and pale, ran toward him with all the energy her weak body could muster.George scooped her up in his arms, her laughter a soft, fleeting melody that felt too fragile for this world. Despite the bags under her eyes and her sickly complexion, she radiated a kind of innocent joy that was almost
LilaA small part of me hoped Elliot would show up or at least call, but the silence stretched on. I should have felt relief, yet all I felt was a hollow ache I couldn’t quite name. I had spoken to Elena earlier, and she seemed content with her time in the Blue Moon pack. Her happiness should have been enough to lift my spirits, but instead, I found myself consumed with questions. I asked her to dig into my mother’s history, convinced it held the key to something I needed to discover.“Lila, sweetie,” Bella’s voice interrupted my thoughts as she pushed open the door to my room. She leaned against the frame with her arms crossed, her expression unreadable. “Dinner’s ready. Let’s go.”“You didn’t have to come personally, Bella,” I said, brushing off her effort as I got up from the bed. “You could have sent someone.”Her lips pressed into a thin line, but she didn’t respond. She merely turned and led the way downstairs. Poor Bella. She tolerated my attitude because she had no other choice
ElliotSleep eluded me, chased away by thoughts of Jasmine’s innocent resilience and the silent struggles of Lila’s pack members. Guilt clawed at me, highlighting the privileges I often took for granted. How many others were suffering in silence, waiting for help that might never come? The weight of my responsibility pressed down on me.But amidst all that, one thought burned brighter than the rest—Lila. The pull toward her was magnetic, impossible to ignore. My body ached for her presence, my soul sought her comfort, and my wolf missed her too badly.Unable to bear the distance any longer, I left George’s house, stealth and determination guiding me to hers. With a little help from my cousin, I found her room, the beacon of light in my otherwise turbulent night.The moment she opened the window, irritation flickered across her features, but it melted into something warmer when I stepped inside. The sharp reprimand in her voice was nothing compared to the heat blazing in her eyes.“Put
LilaBy the time we left the dance floor, my feet throbbed with exhaustion, every step a dull ache. Elliot, ever the attentive one, guided me to a chair, his smirk deepening as my stomach growled in protest. He didn’t even have to say anything—I knew exactly what he was thinking. Between carrying twins and my already insatiable appetite, I was constantly hungry, something he found endlessly amusing.“I’ll get you something to eat,” he murmured before walking off.The moment he was out of sight, a voice slithered into the space he’d left behind.“So, you came here just to threaten me?”I didn’t need to look up to recognize the bitterness in Sheldon’s tone. His voice was a blade, sharp with fury and something else he probably didn’t care to admit. Regret, maybe.I exhaled slowly, keeping my composure as I glanced up at him. “Shouldn’t you be getting married right about now? Or did your bride run off already?”His jaw twitched. “You shouldn’t have come here with him.”I scoffed, folding
ElliotThere she was—standing like a goddess of vengeance in the black dress I had bought for her. The moment I laid eyes on it, I knew it was made for her. And now, watching her wear it like a second skin, standing at her ex’s wedding dressed as if she were mourning him, was nothing short of poetic justice. Black was the color for the fucking revenge.I made my way to the bar, grabbing two glasses of wine. I could already imagine the look on her face when she saw me here. Of course, the bastard had sent me an invitation, and I had confirmed it with Kai, who was currently busy dealing with his own problems—his fated mate and Julian’s ever-meddling mother, Kimberly.I had no doubt Elena was running interference. She was far stronger and braver than my idiot Beta.Sheldon had approached me the second he spotted me, trying to engage in small talk. If only he knew—I wasn’t here for him. I was here for my mate, to watch her take her revenge, to warn him to stay the fuck away from her, and
LilaAs I stepped out of the company, my phone beeped with a message from Elliot.‘I’ve hired a driver for you. He’ll take you home in my car.’But I had no intention of going home just yet. My father would be there, pacing the halls furiously, no doubt fuming after hearing what had gone down in the boardroom. All those men were his pawns, and I was certain they had wasted no time running to him with the news.“Hello, Luna,” a voice called, snapping me from my thoughts.I turned to see a man standing by Elliot’s sleek black car. “I’m Matteo, Alpha’s driver.”“Thank you, Matteo,” I said as he opened the door for me.Sliding inside, my gaze landed on several shopping bags neatly placed beside me, a small note sitting on top.‘You don’t have to worry about anything. I got you, darling.’A giggle bubbled up from my lips before I could stop it. Of course, he did.Elliot loved surprises, grand gestures, and going overboard to show his love. He didn’t just do things—he did them big.Curious,
LilaElliot had already explained the new policy—he was my assistant, after all. The thought made me want to giggle, but I held it in. I couldn't let my mate be thrown out of the company when, in reality, it had been bought by him—for me.The documents lay in front of them, waiting to be reviewed. One by one, they picked them up, their eyes scanning the contents. I watched as their faces slowly hardened, frustration clear in their furrowed brows and tightened jaws.Silence stretched across the room as they set the papers back on the table, the tension thickening. Their brows furrowed, jaws clenched, and irritation flickered across their faces.I crossed my arms, waiting. I could feel their displeasure—their resistance—but it didn’t faze me. Change was never comfortable for those who had long benefited from an unfair system.Finally, one of the men scoffed, tossing the document onto the table. “This… policy is absurd.” His tone was clipped, disbelief lacing every word.“Yes, it is,” I
ElliotI had already ordered my HR team to draft a new policy for Lila’s company—one that actually protected employees instead of exploiting them, especially the lower-ranked workers. Andrew had built this company to serve his own selfish interests, granting privileges to the executives while treating the workers beneath them as disposable.That was going to change.But I wouldn’t finalize anything without Lila’s approval. This was her company. Her birthright. And from now on, no decision would be made without her consent.I had also taken the liberty of hiring a new secretary to replace that bastard, Josh. Sheila had been my first choice after seeing her resume.A gentle knock on my door pulled me from my thoughts.“Boss, you called for me?” Sheila’s voice was steady, but there was an undertone of excitement.“Yes. Arrange a meeting with HR and all department heads. The company’s real owner will be here soon, and I want everyone present,” I instructed, watching as her eyes lit up.Li
Lila“Where is Elliot staying?” Sophia’s eyes narrowed as she crossed her arms. “I checked every hotel in the pack, and he’s not listed anywhere.”“I… I don’t know. I didn’t ask him,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant, though a small, proud smile tugged at my lips. Of course, Elliot would cover his tracks. If he’d decided to stay in my pack, no one would find him unless he wanted to be found.Sophia’s gasp snapped me out of my thoughts. “Why are you smiling like that? Don’t tell me…” Her eyes widened in shock as she leaned closer. “Did you two… you know…” She cleared her throat, her cheeks turning a faint pink.“What? No!” I swatted her arm lightly, but my pout gave away my disappointment. “We didn’t do anything.”Sophia gave me a knowing look, her lips curling into a teasing grin. “Uh-huh. So that’s why you’re sulking?”“No.” Had Bella not interrupted, we would’ve had an unforgettable night. “I’m sure he’ll take care of that soon enough,” Sophia teased, a mischievous glint in her ey
ElliotI paced back and forth in her room, my frustration mounting with every passing second. My wolf was restless, growling in my head, urging me to go downstairs and make sure Lila was safe. I wanted to listen, to storm down there and end whatever nonsense was keeping her from me. But I held back, gritting my teeth. Not yet.This was her home—or at least, it had been for most of her life. No one would dare lay a hand on her now, not when they knew I was her mate. They’d seen what I was capable of when it came to protecting her. Still, the thought of her stepmother Bella—the woman who had tormented her, humiliated her, and stolen her peace—calling her downstairs past midnight made my blood boil.I ran a hand through my hair and sat on the edge of her bed, the mattress sagging under my weight. How much longer, Lila? My fists clenched at the thought of what she might be enduring downstairs. But I trusted her. She was strong, stronger than anyone gave her credit for. That’s what life had
LilaElliot wasn’t done yet, I could tell from his predatory gaze as he watched my cum trickling down my thighs. He lowered his head back to my pussy, making my heart skip a beat. His lips and tongue worked like a man who had been starved for centuries, savoring every drop of my cum as if it were his salvation. The rough scrape of his stubble against my skin only heightened the sensations coursing through me. My entire body trembled under his ministrations, each stroke of his tongue pushing me further into an ecstasy that felt otherworldly.If heaven existed, surely it was this—a realm where every nerve in my body sang a melody of pure bliss.But then, Bella’s honeyed voice interrupted the symphony.‘Lila, come downstairs. See who’s come to meet you,’ her voice rang through my mindlink, breaking through my haze.For a moment, I lay there, dazed and disoriented, my breath still uneven. I groaned inwardly. Who would possibly want to see me at this hour? Sophia was still out of town, and
ElliotSleep eluded me, chased away by thoughts of Jasmine’s innocent resilience and the silent struggles of Lila’s pack members. Guilt clawed at me, highlighting the privileges I often took for granted. How many others were suffering in silence, waiting for help that might never come? The weight of my responsibility pressed down on me.But amidst all that, one thought burned brighter than the rest—Lila. The pull toward her was magnetic, impossible to ignore. My body ached for her presence, my soul sought her comfort, and my wolf missed her too badly.Unable to bear the distance any longer, I left George’s house, stealth and determination guiding me to hers. With a little help from my cousin, I found her room, the beacon of light in my otherwise turbulent night.The moment she opened the window, irritation flickered across her features, but it melted into something warmer when I stepped inside. The sharp reprimand in her voice was nothing compared to the heat blazing in her eyes.“Put