Elijah"I didn’t permit you to return here," I said coldly, my voice steady, though inside I was anything but. I had not expected her to come back now—if ever.Olivia’s smile was tight, revealing nothing of the turmoil I felt at her presence."I just want to talk."I glanced toward Agnes and Thea. T
I instinctively tried to pull my hand back, but Elijah held my wrist firmly, his grip surprisingly gentle. A shiver ran through me as I felt his warm tongue lapping at the wound. The sharp pain gradually faded, replaced by a soothing warmth that spread through my finger, as if he were weaving some k
Elijah I submerged myself in the warm water, letting it envelop me like a comforting embrace. The heat seeped into my muscles, washing away the tension that had accumulated in my shoulders. Yet, my mind was far from at ease.The weight of responsibility hung heavily on me, particularly concerning O
Every day, I scrubbed three thousand dishes, working fifteen hours straight. When the Alpha announced the Mate Trial, I thought I was the only one there who was completely unaffected.I couldn't afford to stop working for even a second, still drowning in the medical debt I took on years ago to save
My heart pounded as I held his steely gaze. I’d never seen him before in person. Still, he embodied every physical descriptor I had heard customers give him at the diner. He was extremely fit, tall, dark, and handsome--with ice-blue eyes, eyes a girl could get lost in. Alpha Elijah’s eyes narrowed.
Alpha Elijah had once again firmly sent me back to my rooms while he went to console his daughter, probably to ask her what had happened without any onlookers. Now in my room, my mind still whirled as I thought of the encounter with the alpha and his daughter, Thea. She was a clever little six-year-
The night of the ball had arrived. My heart thundered as I stood at the front of the line of mate trial girls outside the large ornate doors of the ballroom, waiting to be let in. I could hear Ava’s loud laughter from her place near the back of the line, obviously wanting to be the last girl in beca
Alpha Elijah led Thea and me out of the ballroom, as Thea clung tightly to both of our hands. My mind swirled over the events of the night, continuing to land back on the birthmark on Thea’s neck. It sent shivers down my spine, the prospect that it really could be her—my daughter, the child that I h