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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
We both froze, our heads snapping toward the door. It was Roxy. Goddess, no. If Roxy found me here like this, naked in her boyfriend’s room, the fallout would be catastrophic. Miles’ face mirrored my own panic, his eyes darting around the room in search of a solution. “Get in the closet,” he hisse
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 a
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. Endles
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
“Oh, come on,” Mom pressed. “This is a celebration. Be happy for your sister!” “I am happy,” I said, forcing the words through gritted teeth. “I just don’t want to drink.” “At least pour yourself a glass so we can toast properly,” she insisted. Reluctantly, I nodded, pouring the champagne into my
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
“I can’t lose him now, Miles,” she sobbed, clutching my shirt. “He’s still too young to leave me alone.” My throat tightened, guilt pressing down on me like a weight I couldn’t escape. “I’m sorry, Mom,” I muttered, knowing there was nothing else I could say. It felt like the universe had a personal
I turned to look at her. She smiled faintly, though her own eyes betrayed a sadness she tried to hide. “If Rhea is meant for you,” she continued, "the Moon goddess will surely make your paths cross again. But if not...” She hesitated, as if the thought pained her as much as it pained me. “If not, t
THE VERDICT MILES’ POV A month later... Elder Aldric Silvermane cleared his throat and scanned the council room. The room fell silent as he began: “Roxy Chapman, you stand before the Wolf Council accused of grave crimes that strike at the heart of pack law and harmony. These crimes are not mi
“You can’t be serious,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “Do I look like I’m joking?” he snarled, finally turning to glare at me. The rain poured harder, drumming against the roof of the car. I hesitated, my mind racing. Surely, he wouldn’t leave me here. Not in the middle of a storm. “Mi
COLD NIGHTS, COLDER HEARTS RHEA’S POV FLASHBACK CONTINUES “What the hell was that?” Miles snapped, turning to face me. His eyes blazed with an intensity that made me shrink back slightly. We were now inside his car after the party, about to go home. He had dismissed his driver, opting to drive
I hesitated, unsure whether to introduce myself. Would Miles even care if I interacted with someone else? It wasn’t as if he had shown me an ounce of regard all night. Finally, I took his hand and gave him a polite smile. “Rhea,” I said softly. “Luna of Snowfall Pack.” “Luna,” Zane repeated, his l
A NIGHT AT THE BALL RHEA’S POV I stood by the window, staring out into the stormy night. Rain drummed steadily on the roof. Droplets slid down the glass in uneven patterns, illuminated by occasional flashes of lightning streaking across the dark sky. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to ward
My hands froze mid-action. “Our baby,” she whispered, her voice barely audible now. “Your heir. He’s done nothing wrong, Miles. He doesn’t deserve the brunt of your anger because of my mistakes. Please.” Her words came out in a rush, each one punctuated by broken sobs. My hands, still gripping he
REGRET MILES’ POV FLASHBACK CONTINUES The room was dark, the only light was coming from the faint moonbeam filtering through the window. I sat in one corner with a half-empty bottle of whiskey on the table beside me. I saw her figure pause at the door for a moment, and her hand moved toward the s
She reached out, gently patting Rhea’s arm, her smile as bright as the chandelier above us. Rhea gave her a small, tentative smile in return, but it was enough to make my gut churn. She doesn’t deserve to smile. She doesn’t deserve this kindness. “Thank you, Luna,” Rhea replied softly. “That would