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RHEA’S POV I stretched out in bed, feeling a sense of happiness, I hadn’t felt in a long while. Miles’ scent still enveloped me, meaning he was still on the bed. I could still feel his warmth beside me, the solidity of his chest, and his strong arms around me. My eyes fluttered open, and I came face to face with Miles. We were still tangled up in the sheets. But just then, he stirred. His eyes opened, and for a brief, fleeting second, he looked at me with a softness I hadn’t seen in ages. But then, clarity hit, and his gaze sharpened. “Fuck!” he hissed, pushing himself up and away from me, his face twisted in horror. “What the heck are you doing in my bed?” The warmth I had felt shattered in an instant. His reaction cut straight through me, leaving a hollow ache in its place. I had been foolish to think that one night could change anything between us. Now, our bond had only intensified, and anything from him would hurt me even more. “I’m... I’m sorry, I—” I stammered, unsure
ROXY’S POV “Arrrgh!” I screamed, sweeping everything off the table in one violent motion, feeling the hot surge of rage burn through me. My mother was at my side in an instant, placing a steadying hand on my shoulder. “Roxy, honey,” she said, her voice calm. “Losing your temper won’t solve anything. I know how much this means to you, but you have to keep a cool head. This isn’t the end of the world. You’ll have plenty of chances to get Alpha Miles to sleep with you.” I turned to her, frustration written all over my face. “But why didn’t this work, Mom? I’m starting to think Miles doesn’t feel the way he says he does. He’s acting strange—he wouldn’t even let me use his bathroom this morning, wouldn’t lay a hand on me, and just stayed glued to his bed!” “Maybe he was just tired, sweetheart,” my mother offered, trying to soothe me. “Being an Alpha isn’t exactly easy work. All you need to do is stay patient until you’re officially Luna of the pack.” She leaned in, her tone lower
MILES’ POV I still carried the guilt of what happened between Rhea and me. It had been a few days now, and I still couldn’t bring myself to put it behind me. Knowing I betrayed Roxy like that made me loathe myself. Stepping into the role of Alpha had been nothing short of overwhelming. Endless pack meetings, mediating disputes, and now the impending decision of choosing a beta. My two best friends, Rico and Evans, were both worthy candidates, but the thought of choosing between them made my head spin. Rico, playful but incredibly reliable, had a knack for diffusing tension and keeping things organized. Evans, on the other hand, was sharp, focused, and a natural problem solver. We had never had the conversation about who would become my beta, but that wasn’t what weighed most heavily on my mind tonight. I needed to come clean to Roxy. She deserved the truth, even if it shattered her. Better it came from me than her sister, who wouldn’t hesitate to twist the knife. I stood at t
Two Months Later... RHEA’S POV “Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!” Roxy’s voice rang out like a siren as she burst into the living room. I ignored her, focusing instead on setting the last plate on the table for dinner. It was a small victory that she’d come home just in time. The last thing I needed was for her to wake me later, whining about where to find things in the kitchen. I had been feeling off lately—tired all the time, my energy levels drained to nothing. Even getting out of bed felt like a monumental task. Mom, of course, had written it off as me being lazy, grumbling her usual complaints. Two months had passed since I accepted Miles’ rejection, and I had been trying to move on. But moving on was easier said than done, especially with Roxy parading her relationship with him around like a badge of honor. It was like she thrived on my misery, flaunting what I could never have. No matter how much I pretended to be fine, seeing them together was a knife twisting in a wound that refused t
MILES’ POV “Thank you, Alpha Greenwich. We’ll take that into consideration for the next inter-pack games,” I said into the phone, doing my best to sound polite. My patience for these calls was wearing thin. Evans strolled into my office; a stack of files balanced precariously in his arms. He dropped them onto my desk with a thud and took the seat across from me, looking far too relaxed for someone bringing me more work. I nodded at him and gestured for him to wait as I finished the call. “Alright, Alpha. That will be all for now,” I said, cutting the call short and tossing the phone onto my desk. “What’s up?” Evans asked, leaning back in the chair. I rolled my eyes. “Just the usual—older Alphas thinking they can dictate how we younger ones should run things. This time it’s about adding some ridiculous game to the inter-pack event lineup.” Evans smirked, clearly enjoying my frustration. “Ah, the burdens of leadership. But congrats, man,” he said, stretching out his hand. “Wor
Two Years Later... RHEA’S POV I hummed softly as Rose helped me set the dining table. Today marked two years of marriage with Miles, and I couldn’t help but feel like a newlywed all over again. The butterflies in my stomach, the care I put into his favorite meal—it was as if we had just exchanged vows yesterday. “Luna, this looks amazing. I think he’s going to love it,” Rose said, stepping back to admire the table. The twinkling fairy lights, the scented candles, and the flower arrangement all worked together to create a cozy, romantic atmosphere. I smiled warmly at her. “Thank you, Rose. I really hope he does.” Miles and I got married after it was discovered that I was pregnant by him. That one night of passion between us brought forth a seed that tied us together. It was like fate wanted us together anyway. But unfortunately, I lost that baby a week after we got married. I never got over it. The pack had been less forgiving. Whispers and side-eyes followed me everywhere aft
RHEA’S POV I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my knuckles turning white as I dialed my mother’s number. My hands shook as I balanced anger, betrayal, and heartbreak. The phone rang twice before her familiar voice floated through the speaker. “Oh, Rhea, dear. Happy anniversary—” "I don’t need your wishes," I snapped, cutting her off without hesitation. My voice wavered between rage and desperation. "Why didn’t you tell me that Roxy is in town?" There was a deafening pause, the kind that screamed guilt louder than any confession. Then came her sigh—long, tired, and far too practiced. "Rhea," she began, her tone wary, "you know your father-in-law wouldn’t want that." I scoffed bitterly, my fingers tightening against the wheel. "Really, Mom? That’s your explanation for hiding the fact that my sister is sleeping with my husband? Do you all think I’m too stupid to figure out she is the one hiding behind that ridiculous Candy Bells alias?" "Rhea," she said, her voice softening l
RHEA’S POV "I want a divorce," Miles said coldly the moment we stepped into our bedroom. The words hit me like a punch to the gut, and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe. "What?" His glare was icy and unrelenting. "You heard me, Rhea. The thread that bound us is gone. We lost the baby, and there’s no reason to stay married anymore. It’s been nothing but problems since the day we said ‘I do.’" Tears welled up in my eyes, but I refused to let them spill just yet. "Is this because of her?" My voice cracked, betraying my resolve. He let out a bitter laugh, moving towards the closet unbuttoning his shirt. "This has nothing to do with her or anyone else. This marriage was forced on me. I wasn’t ready for it, and all you ever do is nag, nag, and nag." I followed him to the closet, my voice trembling as I tried to reason with him. "Miles, I only wanted us to work. I just wanted you to try, to put in some effort, to give us a chance." He turned, exasperation etched across his face as
RHEA’S POV "I want a divorce," Miles said coldly the moment we stepped into our bedroom. The words hit me like a punch to the gut, and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe. "What?" His glare was icy and unrelenting. "You heard me, Rhea. The thread that bound us is gone. We lost the baby, and there’s no reason to stay married anymore. It’s been nothing but problems since the day we said ‘I do.’" Tears welled up in my eyes, but I refused to let them spill just yet. "Is this because of her?" My voice cracked, betraying my resolve. He let out a bitter laugh, moving towards the closet unbuttoning his shirt. "This has nothing to do with her or anyone else. This marriage was forced on me. I wasn’t ready for it, and all you ever do is nag, nag, and nag." I followed him to the closet, my voice trembling as I tried to reason with him. "Miles, I only wanted us to work. I just wanted you to try, to put in some effort, to give us a chance." He turned, exasperation etched across his face as
RHEA’S POV I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my knuckles turning white as I dialed my mother’s number. My hands shook as I balanced anger, betrayal, and heartbreak. The phone rang twice before her familiar voice floated through the speaker. “Oh, Rhea, dear. Happy anniversary—” "I don’t need your wishes," I snapped, cutting her off without hesitation. My voice wavered between rage and desperation. "Why didn’t you tell me that Roxy is in town?" There was a deafening pause, the kind that screamed guilt louder than any confession. Then came her sigh—long, tired, and far too practiced. "Rhea," she began, her tone wary, "you know your father-in-law wouldn’t want that." I scoffed bitterly, my fingers tightening against the wheel. "Really, Mom? That’s your explanation for hiding the fact that my sister is sleeping with my husband? Do you all think I’m too stupid to figure out she is the one hiding behind that ridiculous Candy Bells alias?" "Rhea," she said, her voice softening l
Two Years Later... RHEA’S POV I hummed softly as Rose helped me set the dining table. Today marked two years of marriage with Miles, and I couldn’t help but feel like a newlywed all over again. The butterflies in my stomach, the care I put into his favorite meal—it was as if we had just exchanged vows yesterday. “Luna, this looks amazing. I think he’s going to love it,” Rose said, stepping back to admire the table. The twinkling fairy lights, the scented candles, and the flower arrangement all worked together to create a cozy, romantic atmosphere. I smiled warmly at her. “Thank you, Rose. I really hope he does.” Miles and I got married after it was discovered that I was pregnant by him. That one night of passion between us brought forth a seed that tied us together. It was like fate wanted us together anyway. But unfortunately, I lost that baby a week after we got married. I never got over it. The pack had been less forgiving. Whispers and side-eyes followed me everywhere aft
MILES’ POV “Thank you, Alpha Greenwich. We’ll take that into consideration for the next inter-pack games,” I said into the phone, doing my best to sound polite. My patience for these calls was wearing thin. Evans strolled into my office; a stack of files balanced precariously in his arms. He dropped them onto my desk with a thud and took the seat across from me, looking far too relaxed for someone bringing me more work. I nodded at him and gestured for him to wait as I finished the call. “Alright, Alpha. That will be all for now,” I said, cutting the call short and tossing the phone onto my desk. “What’s up?” Evans asked, leaning back in the chair. I rolled my eyes. “Just the usual—older Alphas thinking they can dictate how we younger ones should run things. This time it’s about adding some ridiculous game to the inter-pack event lineup.” Evans smirked, clearly enjoying my frustration. “Ah, the burdens of leadership. But congrats, man,” he said, stretching out his hand. “Wor
Two Months Later... RHEA’S POV “Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!” Roxy’s voice rang out like a siren as she burst into the living room. I ignored her, focusing instead on setting the last plate on the table for dinner. It was a small victory that she’d come home just in time. The last thing I needed was for her to wake me later, whining about where to find things in the kitchen. I had been feeling off lately—tired all the time, my energy levels drained to nothing. Even getting out of bed felt like a monumental task. Mom, of course, had written it off as me being lazy, grumbling her usual complaints. Two months had passed since I accepted Miles’ rejection, and I had been trying to move on. But moving on was easier said than done, especially with Roxy parading her relationship with him around like a badge of honor. It was like she thrived on my misery, flaunting what I could never have. No matter how much I pretended to be fine, seeing them together was a knife twisting in a wound that refused t
MILES’ POV I still carried the guilt of what happened between Rhea and me. It had been a few days now, and I still couldn’t bring myself to put it behind me. Knowing I betrayed Roxy like that made me loathe myself. Stepping into the role of Alpha had been nothing short of overwhelming. Endless pack meetings, mediating disputes, and now the impending decision of choosing a beta. My two best friends, Rico and Evans, were both worthy candidates, but the thought of choosing between them made my head spin. Rico, playful but incredibly reliable, had a knack for diffusing tension and keeping things organized. Evans, on the other hand, was sharp, focused, and a natural problem solver. We had never had the conversation about who would become my beta, but that wasn’t what weighed most heavily on my mind tonight. I needed to come clean to Roxy. She deserved the truth, even if it shattered her. Better it came from me than her sister, who wouldn’t hesitate to twist the knife. I stood at t
ROXY’S POV “Arrrgh!” I screamed, sweeping everything off the table in one violent motion, feeling the hot surge of rage burn through me. My mother was at my side in an instant, placing a steadying hand on my shoulder. “Roxy, honey,” she said, her voice calm. “Losing your temper won’t solve anything. I know how much this means to you, but you have to keep a cool head. This isn’t the end of the world. You’ll have plenty of chances to get Alpha Miles to sleep with you.” I turned to her, frustration written all over my face. “But why didn’t this work, Mom? I’m starting to think Miles doesn’t feel the way he says he does. He’s acting strange—he wouldn’t even let me use his bathroom this morning, wouldn’t lay a hand on me, and just stayed glued to his bed!” “Maybe he was just tired, sweetheart,” my mother offered, trying to soothe me. “Being an Alpha isn’t exactly easy work. All you need to do is stay patient until you’re officially Luna of the pack.” She leaned in, her tone lower
RHEA’S POV I stretched out in bed, feeling a sense of happiness, I hadn’t felt in a long while. Miles’ scent still enveloped me, meaning he was still on the bed. I could still feel his warmth beside me, the solidity of his chest, and his strong arms around me. My eyes fluttered open, and I came face to face with Miles. We were still tangled up in the sheets. But just then, he stirred. His eyes opened, and for a brief, fleeting second, he looked at me with a softness I hadn’t seen in ages. But then, clarity hit, and his gaze sharpened. “Fuck!” he hissed, pushing himself up and away from me, his face twisted in horror. “What the heck are you doing in my bed?” The warmth I had felt shattered in an instant. His reaction cut straight through me, leaving a hollow ache in its place. I had been foolish to think that one night could change anything between us. Now, our bond had only intensified, and anything from him would hurt me even more. “I’m... I’m sorry, I—” I stammered, unsure
RHEA'S POV I sat tucked away in a corner, watching the crowd sway and spin on the dance floor. Tonight was Miles’ birthday and the long-awaited moment when he would officially take on the role of Alpha. Alphas from far and wide had shown up, along with their entourages of high-ranking pack members. Alpha Dennis, Miles’ father, was one of the wealthiest and most influential Alphas in the region—probably even beyond—so when I say this coronation was extravagant, I mean it. The whole night felt like a grand fairytale, minus any fairytale moment for me. Miles was not out yet, but his friends, Rico and Evans, were doing their best to keep everyone entertained. Since the whole mess with Roxy began, they were the only ones who still treated me kindly. It made me miss Yuri even more. Tall, handsome Yuri with his shoulder-length hair and that smile that could light up a whole room. He had been my only real friend, someone who had always told me to stand up for myself, to know my worth. B