Asher’s POVLeaning against the doorframe of our bedroom, I watched Lila from a distance. She sat on the edge of the bed, completely absorbed in a book she held close to her face. Her eyes darted across the pages like she was racing against time.The moment she sensed my presence, her reaction was immediate. She slammed the book shut, stuffed it into the middle of a larger hardcover on the nightstand, and smiled.“What were you reading? An erotic book?”She threw her head back and burst into loud laughter. “You’re so silly.”My gaze lingered on the book she had just buried, and a flicker of doubt crept into my thoughts. I didn’t press her. If I’d learned anything from our marriage, it was that I had to learn to trust her again. But trust wasn’t easy when betrayal had already cracked into our foundation.Especially because, earlier, Eddie had leaned casually against my table while we were balancing the pack accounts. I noticed a smirk plastered across his face as though he’d been hande
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
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
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 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
DianaI couldn’t stop pacing around the room. My mind raced nerves and anxiety that refused to let me sit still. The end was coming; I could feel it in every fiber of my being.Asher was starting to piece things together, and his suspicions grew by the day. I needed to act quickly, to gather more forces to my side before it was too late. Eddie was relentless, determined to see this through, and I knew he would stop at nothing to get what he wanted.This wasn’t just some petty feud against me anymore; it had spiraled into something far bigger. He wanted to take the kingdom from Asher, and his ambition was a fire that burned brighter with every passing moment. This power play could destroy everything.What terrified me the most was the possibility that Eddie might have figured out about Marcus. The mere thought sent chills down my spine. How did he find out? Who told him?Maybe Marcus had seen the pictures of Lila scattered throughout the castle. Perhaps those images had stirred somet
DianaEddie was in the house. I could smell his stench of trouble from a mile away, and I couldn’t wait for all of this to be over so I wouldn’t have to see his wicked face again. I had already told the maid to inform him I wasn’t home. Asher wasn’t around either, but I could hear Eddie yelling at the maid downstairs, demanding to be allowed upstairs. His voice grew louder, and I heard the unmistakable threat in his tone.I had stayed in Asher’s room since spending the night there, but when I realized Eddie was about to escalate things, maybe even hit the poor maid, I couldn’t stand by any longer. I tightened my robe, steeling myself, and walked to the bannister.“What do you want, Eddie?” I called from upstairs, my voice firm.He looked up, his angry scowl melting into a taunting smirk. “My queen,” he said mockingly, “since when did you start lying about not being home? I came to deliver a message.”I crossed my arms, staring down at him. “Well, I told the maid I didn’t want to see a
MarcusI struggled to wrap my head around the possibility that two people could look identical.The image of the Lycan Queen haunted my thoughts, making it impossible to think clearly. Whenever I pictured her face, I knew deep down that it was Diana. No one could convince me otherwise. Diana and I had been married for years. She had been my Luna; no one knew her better than I did. Her face, eyes, lips—everything was the same.Well, almost everything. The way the Queen smiled seemed different. It had a breeziness that Diana never used to show. But even if there were slight differences, her refusal to come downstairs and meet her guests during my visit to the King’s territory screamed that something was wrong. I could smell the secrecy. Still, the big question remained: how could my ex-wife Diana be the Queen?Before I left the King's estate, I discovered that the King had twin six-year-old boys. That fact alone caused endless confusion because Diana and I divorced only a few months
DianaIn the past two weeks, I enjoyed an unusual period of calmness. It felt like a strange kind of sanity had finally returned to my life.I rested from the constant tension of looking over my shoulder. For once, I didn’t have to worry about Marcus lurking in the shadows or Eddie scheming to bring me down. Fear, I realized, had a way of eating away at your mind like cancer. Every move around the house felt weighted with the possibility of bumping into Marcus, and the mental toll was suffocating.During those dark days, anytime someone entered the house unexpectedly, I would stay upstairs and peek from the safety of the second floor until I was sure of the visitor. My nerves had been so tightly wound that I’d almost forgotten what it felt like to breathe freely. But now, with Marcus confirmed to be gone, the fear in my chest eased just a little.Of course, the lies and secrets still lingered. They were ticking time bombs, and I knew that Asher’s pain and rage would be unavoidable w
Diana Arching my hips, I met Asher thrust for thrust and moved under him, moaning as he filled me.When the climax came, it came for us both. Our bodies fused in one shared hot, sticky release, and I shuddered, blasted by bombs of pleasure. Utterly spent, Asher’s chest rose and fell with each deep, relaxed breath. I smiled warmly as I watched him, this beautiful man who had become my entire world. My eyes were drawn to the trail of tiny hairs running from the base of his neck to his navel. Gently, I reached out and let my fingers brush against them, feeling their delicate texture.I began to rub his chest in slow, soothing circles, feeling the heat of his skin beneath my touch. The moment felt intimate and peaceful, but my mind couldn’t entirely escape the storm of thoughts brewing inside me.That menace Marcus was still here, somewhere in the house, and the thought sank my heart. I knew Asher loved me deeply and would do anything I asked, but how could I tell him to dismiss Marcus
Asher My guest, Marcus, whom I wasn't particularly fond of but saw as someone I could see an advantage in allying with, had arrived.When he arrived, I had many back-to-back meetings and had to introduce him to Eddie earlier. Now, I joined them as Marcus bowed respectfully.“My pack sends their greetings,” he said, offering several boxes of gifts.“That wasn’t necessary,” I said, trying to keep my tone neutral. Internally, I wondered why I would need gifts from someone here to borrow money.“The queen has prepared us a sumptuous dinner; let’s join her,” I said, leading him to the dining room.The table was set, with the cooks and maids waiting to serve, but I noticed Lila’s absence.“Send for the queen,” I said, washing my hands. One of the maids bowed respectfully and left to fulfill my order.She returned moments later, bowing apologetically. “My king, the queen seems to be under the weather. She’s resting in her room, covered in a blanket, and has requested broth to be delivered t
DianaAfter successfully obtaining Theodore's hair, I went to the lab to get the testing done. But now I worried about what the technicians would think, and I had to navigate the delicate process of getting it tested without arousing suspicion.Being the supposed queen of the pack put me in the public eye. Gossip could spread like wildfire, and I needed to ensure this matter remained under wraps.I pushed open the door and slipped inside. The receptionist looked up as I entered and had a curious expression on her face. She recognized me and leaped off her chair.“My Queen,” she bowed.I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how much to reveal. "I need to get some testing done.” The head scientist, a man in his fifties with sharp eyes and a calm spirit greeted me. He didn’t strike me as someone who would spread rumors, but the people working under him might not be as silent."This is strictly confidential," I said, looking him straight in the eye when he led me to his office. "Can I trust
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