Diana Standing at the edge of the dance floor and chatting with Lisa, my laughter bubbled up as Asher appeared out of nowhere. His possessive intensity caught me off guard, and before I could react, he swept me into his arms.“Oh, so feisty!” I giggled, still riding the high of my amusement. His movements were fluid and deliberate, and every sway of his body was perfectly in time with the music.My hips moved in sync with his, swaying in a slow, sensual rhythm that felt like it was just for us, the rest of the room fading into the background. His hands were firm on my waist, guiding me, holding me close as though daring anyone to even think about interrupting.Then he dipped his head and buried his face in my neck, his breath hot against mine. The intimacy of it sent a delicious shiver down my spine.“I want to eat you,” he murmured, his voice low and husky.A soft, dreamy smile replaced the playful giggle that had been on my lips as his words sank in, leaving a trail of heat in thei
Diana Reading Lila's journal had become a twisted daily ritual. Each entry was a masterclass in manipulation, leaving me torn between admiring her descriptions and wanting to throw the damn thing into the nearest fire.Her imagery was so vivid that I paused frequently, letting her words paint scenes in my mind. Every written sentence was soaked in her lies, and uncovering her little secret felt like peeling back the layers of a perfectly frosted cake to find maggots crawling inside.My stomach churned as I came across a particularly chilling entry—sketchy details about Eddie’s plans to overthrow Asher. The thought of such betrayal left me shaken.It was rare for someone in power to have even a handful of genuinely loyal people in their corner. Asher, unfortunately, wasn’t one of the lucky few. His so-called inner circle was filled with selfish bastards.I sat tucked away in the furthest corner of the house library, enjoying the silence as I read.---Lila's POVThe first few months o
Diana I was halfway through my skincare routine, a ritual I’d adopted from Lila’s impossibly high standards. My naturally clear skin had never needed more than a splash of water and maybe some Vaseline on a bad day. But here I was, layering on vitamin C serums, retinol, and ridiculously overpriced products that smelled like spa treatments. It was wasteful, excessive, and insulting to the simplicity of my old life.I had nothing against skincare itself, but knowing that beneath Lila's glowing skin was a conniving, two-faced bitch made me hate every step of the process. A maid walked in, bowing awkwardly as if afraid of breathing wrong, and handed me an envelope. “From Beta Eddie,” she said.The sight of that envelope in her hands made my blood boil. Eddie was like a cockroach—impossible to get rid of and always lurking in the shadows, ready to spread his filth. What could he possibly want now? Another manipulative plea for attention? Another scheme to draw me into his web of lies an
DianaThe hotel doors slid open, revealing a lobby that screamed luxury. My eyes adjusted to the warm lighting that filled the space, scanning across the space in search of Eddie.I couldn’t wait to get this over with. I moved with quiet determination, making my way deeper into the lobby. Just as frustration bubbled to the surface, thinking the bastard hadn’t even shown up, I saw him. He was lounging on a sleek couch at the far end of the lobby, sipping a drink with the smugness of someone who thought they owned the world.When our eyes met, a wave of disgust crashed over me. I didn't bother to hide it. My stomach twisted, but I forced a cold, practiced smile onto my face as I approached him.“Oh, there you are,” Eddie drawled, his tone dripping with mockery. “I was beginning to think you wouldn’t show.”I kept my eyes locked on his, refusing to give him the satisfaction of looking away. Bullies thrived on fear, and I wasn’t about to give him any power over me. His smile widened as he
AsherI lay in bed, sensing that something was bothering Lila. She was still, her back to me. I could feel the tension in her body in the way she held herself like she was trying to hold everything together.My hand rested on her hip. I waited for a response, hoping that she would relax into my touch. But she didn't. She didn't stiffen either, but she didn't melt into me like she usually did. Instead, she remained still, like she was a million miles away.Usually, when I touched her like this, she would turn around, snuggle into me, and we would spend the morning wrapped in each other's arms. I wanted to ask her what was wrong and fix whatever was bothering her. But I hesitated, knowing that sometimes, when she was like this, asking for answers only made things worse.So I stayed quiet, holding her, hoping that my presence would be enough to remind her that she wasn't alone. I held her close, feeling her warmth, her heartbeat, and her gentle breathing.Perhaps she was struggling with
Diana I was getting ready for the night when I suddenly looked up and saw Josh standing at the entrance of my room. His mop of curly hair made him look even more adorable.My heart swelled with love and affection for him. “Hey, sweetie, come here,” I said, patting the bed beside me.He looked at me with a sad expression in his eyes and took a small step forward, holding a stuffed rabbit. My heart went out to him, knowing how he had been feeling down lately. I had been trying to spend more time with him and make him feel better, but with my own problems of unmasking Eddie and his cohorts, I wasn’t giving him the attention he deserved.“Come on.” I opened my arms wide. When he reached the bed, I scooped him up in my arms, lifting him onto the bed beside me. He snuggled into my chest, his hands wrapped tightly around me. I held him close, stroking his hair and back. All Josh needed was love and reassurance, and even though he wasn’t my biological child, if the tide turned in my favor,
"I'm not going to pretend anymore, Diana. I stopped loving you the moment I laid eyes on my mate. I want a divorce."Marcus’s words cut through me like a knife. I had just stepped out of the kitchen, exhausted from hours of preparing a special dinner to celebrate our anniversary. At first, I thought he was joking, as he often did. I let out a laugh and wiped the sweat from my forehead, trying to shake off the strange feeling creeping into my gut.“Nice try, but that’s impossible. Everyone knows you can’t function without me,” I teased, expecting his usual grin.But Marcus didn’t smile. He stood there, stone-faced, and I felt a chill run through me.“You can’t be serious, Marc. It’s our fifth wedding anniversary. I’ve been cooking all day, and I even bought new lingerie for later tonight. Please tell me this is a joke.”My voice cracked as I spoke, and my heart pounded in my chest. The truth hit me minutes later when Marcus explained everything to me. Not only did he have a mate, but h
If there was one word that could describe the Lycan King’s estate, it was "perfect."Marcus had done well for himself, owning factories that manufactured building materials. But standing here, taking in the beauty of the place made Marcus’s success seem like a joke.The guards drove me into the capital district, and the air felt thick with power and money. Every corner held evidence of extreme wealth—luxurious villas and large, endless estates. I questioned my sanity for being here, wondering what kind of mess I had stumbled into, yet I couldn't ignore the beauty of the pack grounds.The van pulled to a stop in front of the estate’s centerpiece: an alpha’s mansion—no, a castle, gleaming under the sunlight with its white marble walls. It looked like a beautiful painting come to life. My legs felt like they weren’t mine as I stepped down, guided by the guards.We approached the grand entrance, and the doorman’s face brightened the moment he spotted me. "Your majesty! Thank the heavens y
Diana I was getting ready for the night when I suddenly looked up and saw Josh standing at the entrance of my room. His mop of curly hair made him look even more adorable.My heart swelled with love and affection for him. “Hey, sweetie, come here,” I said, patting the bed beside me.He looked at me with a sad expression in his eyes and took a small step forward, holding a stuffed rabbit. My heart went out to him, knowing how he had been feeling down lately. I had been trying to spend more time with him and make him feel better, but with my own problems of unmasking Eddie and his cohorts, I wasn’t giving him the attention he deserved.“Come on.” I opened my arms wide. When he reached the bed, I scooped him up in my arms, lifting him onto the bed beside me. He snuggled into my chest, his hands wrapped tightly around me. I held him close, stroking his hair and back. All Josh needed was love and reassurance, and even though he wasn’t my biological child, if the tide turned in my favor,
AsherI lay in bed, sensing that something was bothering Lila. She was still, her back to me. I could feel the tension in her body in the way she held herself like she was trying to hold everything together.My hand rested on her hip. I waited for a response, hoping that she would relax into my touch. But she didn't. She didn't stiffen either, but she didn't melt into me like she usually did. Instead, she remained still, like she was a million miles away.Usually, when I touched her like this, she would turn around, snuggle into me, and we would spend the morning wrapped in each other's arms. I wanted to ask her what was wrong and fix whatever was bothering her. But I hesitated, knowing that sometimes, when she was like this, asking for answers only made things worse.So I stayed quiet, holding her, hoping that my presence would be enough to remind her that she wasn't alone. I held her close, feeling her warmth, her heartbeat, and her gentle breathing.Perhaps she was struggling with
DianaThe hotel doors slid open, revealing a lobby that screamed luxury. My eyes adjusted to the warm lighting that filled the space, scanning across the space in search of Eddie.I couldn’t wait to get this over with. I moved with quiet determination, making my way deeper into the lobby. Just as frustration bubbled to the surface, thinking the bastard hadn’t even shown up, I saw him. He was lounging on a sleek couch at the far end of the lobby, sipping a drink with the smugness of someone who thought they owned the world.When our eyes met, a wave of disgust crashed over me. I didn't bother to hide it. My stomach twisted, but I forced a cold, practiced smile onto my face as I approached him.“Oh, there you are,” Eddie drawled, his tone dripping with mockery. “I was beginning to think you wouldn’t show.”I kept my eyes locked on his, refusing to give him the satisfaction of looking away. Bullies thrived on fear, and I wasn’t about to give him any power over me. His smile widened as he
Diana I was halfway through my skincare routine, a ritual I’d adopted from Lila’s impossibly high standards. My naturally clear skin had never needed more than a splash of water and maybe some Vaseline on a bad day. But here I was, layering on vitamin C serums, retinol, and ridiculously overpriced products that smelled like spa treatments. It was wasteful, excessive, and insulting to the simplicity of my old life.I had nothing against skincare itself, but knowing that beneath Lila's glowing skin was a conniving, two-faced bitch made me hate every step of the process. A maid walked in, bowing awkwardly as if afraid of breathing wrong, and handed me an envelope. “From Beta Eddie,” she said.The sight of that envelope in her hands made my blood boil. Eddie was like a cockroach—impossible to get rid of and always lurking in the shadows, ready to spread his filth. What could he possibly want now? Another manipulative plea for attention? Another scheme to draw me into his web of lies an
Diana Reading Lila's journal had become a twisted daily ritual. Each entry was a masterclass in manipulation, leaving me torn between admiring her descriptions and wanting to throw the damn thing into the nearest fire.Her imagery was so vivid that I paused frequently, letting her words paint scenes in my mind. Every written sentence was soaked in her lies, and uncovering her little secret felt like peeling back the layers of a perfectly frosted cake to find maggots crawling inside.My stomach churned as I came across a particularly chilling entry—sketchy details about Eddie’s plans to overthrow Asher. The thought of such betrayal left me shaken.It was rare for someone in power to have even a handful of genuinely loyal people in their corner. Asher, unfortunately, wasn’t one of the lucky few. His so-called inner circle was filled with selfish bastards.I sat tucked away in the furthest corner of the house library, enjoying the silence as I read.---Lila's POVThe first few months o
Diana Standing at the edge of the dance floor and chatting with Lisa, my laughter bubbled up as Asher appeared out of nowhere. His possessive intensity caught me off guard, and before I could react, he swept me into his arms.“Oh, so feisty!” I giggled, still riding the high of my amusement. His movements were fluid and deliberate, and every sway of his body was perfectly in time with the music.My hips moved in sync with his, swaying in a slow, sensual rhythm that felt like it was just for us, the rest of the room fading into the background. His hands were firm on my waist, guiding me, holding me close as though daring anyone to even think about interrupting.Then he dipped his head and buried his face in my neck, his breath hot against mine. The intimacy of it sent a delicious shiver down my spine.“I want to eat you,” he murmured, his voice low and husky.A soft, dreamy smile replaced the playful giggle that had been on my lips as his words sank in, leaving a trail of heat in thei
Asher The day had been exhausting. Between discussing military strategies, settling disputes, and enduring countless petitions, I was ready to collapse. Yet the moment I reached home and saw my family, a surge of energy filled me. From the doorway, I watched Lila sitting with the boys. Jayden was fully engrossed in painting, his little hands smearing colors across the canvas with dramatic flair, while Josh lay sprawled on the floor, his eyes glued to a cartoon. My arms folded over my chest, and a smile tugged at my lips. This was everything I’d ever fought for—this chaos, this love.Lila sniffed the air, her head snapping in my direction. The bond we shared was unlike anything else; she didn’t even need to see me to know I was near. “Daddy’s home!” the boys screamed in unison, their enthusiasm rattling the walls. Before I could react, they pounced on me like tiny wolves.“Boys,” Lila called out with mock exasperation, “can’t you have pity on your dad? He’s been out all day.” She st
Diana I couldn’t believe I’d been reading Lila’s diary for over two hours. The words blurred into scenes in my mind, playing out like a twisted movie I couldn’t pause. Every line felt like a punch to the gut, revealing just how deeply she had betrayed Asher.I glanced over at him, his strong frame rising and falling in the rhythm of sleep. He looked so peaceful, so unaware of the storm brewing around him. For a moment, I envied him. Then, seated in the suffocating darkness, my thoughts began to spiral.It was ironic—no, it was downright cruel—how good people always seemed to bear the brunt of the wickedness in this world. Asher had done nothing, absolutely nothing, to deserve the vile games Lila played. The way she manipulated and used him, stringing him along while scheming with Eddie, was an act of malice I couldn’t comprehend.But then again…wasn’t he partially at fault too? How had he not noticed? Were there really no signs? How could he miss the way her fake smiles never reached
Diana The moment Asher’s hazel eyes locked onto mine, I knew I was playing a dangerous game. My heart pounded, but I forced a sultry smile, leaning closer and brushing my hip against his thigh. If he suspected anything, I needed to distract him—and fast.“Can I ask you a question?” I murmured, tilting my head as if I didn’t already know I was walking a thin line.His lips curled into a playful smirk, but his eyes glinted with curiosity. “I hope it’s not one of those questions that put me on the spot.”I tried to laugh lightly, but it came out a bit forced. “Well, that depends on how you see it.” I draped my legs over his, letting my fingers trace lazy circles on his chest. “Was there anyone in the picture before me?”His brow furrowed for a moment, and I cursed myself internally. Of course, Lila would already know if there had been anyone. I was grasping at straws, desperate to test the waters, and it was painfully obvious. I immediately backpedaled.“You know what? Never mind. I don