The sunlight streaming through the curtains wakes me up with a start and head pounding and my body tangled in sheets that aren’t mine. For a split second, I’m disoriented, struggling to remember where I am and how I got here. But then, it all comes flooding back- the club, it the drinks, Ethan with that girl… and Lucas. I freeze my heart racing as I take in the room around me. I’m in a hotel.
I felt a stir beside me and I look over. There lay Lucas, his perfectly define face. Deeply a sleep. The memory of our night together hits me like a tidal wave, and I feel my face flush with embarrassment.
Shit!... Fuck! What have I done?
I bite my lip, trying to keep my breathing steady as I carefully slip out from under the covers. I don’t dare to look back at Lucas, afraid that he might wake up and catch me sneaking out like some thief. I can’t face the questions, the looks, the inevitable awkwardness that will come when he wakes up. I need to get out of here. I spot my clothes in a heap on the floor and quickly pull them on, my hands trembling.
Without a second thought, I grab my shoes and tiptoe to the door, slipping out of the room and into the hallway. I breathe a sigh of relief as I made it outside, the cool morning air clearing my head a little.
Snow- my wolf- is unusually quiet. She’s probably just as stunned as I am.
What the fuck did I do?
As I made my way home, my mind is a jumbled mess of guilt, confusion, and… something else I can’t quite put my finger on. I can’t believe I let things go so far with Lucas. He’s Ethan cousin and I barely know him, and yet last night-
By the time I got home, I’m exhausted, both physically and emotionally. I collapse onto my bed, burying my face in the pillow. That’s when Snow finally speaks up, her voice gentle but firm.
“You needed to let loose, Amelia. It’s ok to have fun.”
“Yea too much fun.” groan I rolling over to stare at the ceiling. “Only didn’t feel like just fun, Snow. It felt… I don’t now different.”
Snow is quiet for a moment before replying. “You’re right. It was different but that doesn’t mean it was wrong…. Besides you have to admit he is extremely hot.” She says playfully.
I don’t respond. Instead, I drag myself to the bathroom for a long, hot shower, hoping it’ll wash away the tangled mess of emotions swirling inside me.
As the water cascades over me, I close my eyes and try to make sense of it all. Memories of Ethan flood my mind, each one a reminder of how certain I was that we’d end up together. But now? Now I’m not sure. The guilt of moving on so quickly gnaws at me, but there’s also a part of me that’s angry-angry at Ethan for rejecting me, angry at myself for still caring and secretly hoping to get him back.
I finish my shower and wrap myself in a towel, staring at my reflection in the mirror. What now?
………..
Lucas P.O.V
When I wake up, the first thing I notice is the empty space beside me. Amelia’s gone. I can’t say I’m surprised, but there’s a part of me that’s disappointed. Not that I blame her. Last night was intense.
I sit up in bed, running a hand through my hair, and try to make sense of my own feelings. There’s no denying the connection I felt with her last night. It was more than just physical- there was something deeper, something that always pulls me to look at her, even thou she’s never notice me.
“Titan,” I call out to my wolf. I can feel him being restless, pacing in my head, after realizing Amelia left
“She ran,” Titan growls, frustration lacing his voice. “But can you blame her? She’s confused, and still love that bastard.”
I sigh, knowing he’s right. “I don’t want to push her, but I also don’t want to lose whatever this is.”
“Then tread carefully,” Titan advises. “She’s not ready to face what’s between you two. Give her time, but don’t let her slip away.”
I nod to myself, resolving to reach out to her later. For now, I need to focus on my duties, but Amelia’s on my mind, lingering there like an unresolved puzzle.
My phone rings, breaking me out of my thoughts. I look at the caller ID. My DAD…..
Amelia’s P.O.V
By the time Ivy shows up later that day, I’m still a wreck, my emotions swinging wildly between guilt, confusion, and… something that feels dangerously close to longing. I know what she’s going to ask before she even opens her mouth.
“So,” Ivy begins, leaning against the doorway with her arms crossed, “want to tell me what happen last night?” she eyed me suspiciously.
I hesitate, avoiding her eyes. “I… I don’t even know where to start.”
Ivy steps closer. “How about when you ditch me for Lucas and left with him.”
I swallow hard, “I’m sorry.” I apologize. “That was a really shitty, thing to do.”
“It’s ok, you’ve been through a lot and I know you didn’t mean to.”
I smile at her appreciating her understanding. It’s what I love about her.
“So… Did something happen between you and Lucas? From what I saw, you were all over him.”
I swallow hard nodding as I blush, “Yeah. Something definitely happened.” I confess and went into detail, telling her everything.
Ivy’s eyes widen slightly, but she quickly recovers, pulling me into a hug. “Don’t be so hard on yourself, I know how you are.”
Her words are comforting, but they don’t ease the turmoil inside me.
…..
Ivy decides to sleep over and we spend the night chatting and watching chick flicks, ivy fills me in on events and gossips I may have missed. A good distraction from everything that’s happen.
I spend the next two days hiding at home, busying myself with chores around the house and hoping for some peace and quiet. But just as I’m about to relax, my phone buzzes. I look at my phone screen and my heart skips a beat.
It’s a text from Lucas.
‘Can we meet and talk?’
Amelia P.O.VI sit on the edge of my bed, staring at Lucas's text. My thumb hovers over the screen, heart pounding in my chest. Can we meet and talk? The words seem so innocent, but I know there’s more behind them. There has to be, especially after that night.I take a deep breath and type out a quick reply: Sure, where? His response is almost immediate—meet me at the oak tree in the forest. My breath catches as memories of that place flood my mind. The last time I was there… it was right after Ethan rejected me. I ran to that tree, seeking solace, and it was Lucas who found me, offering comfort when I thought I didn’t have any left. I don’t know why he chose that place, but something about it feels significant.As I make my way to the oak tree, the cool forest air bites at my skin, sending shivers down my spine. My mind races with a thousand different thoughts, but one stands out above the rest—what does he want to say? My steps slow as I approach the tree, and I see him standing ther
Amelia P.O.VThe second Lucas's announcement leaves his lips, the weight of the room shifts. I can feel it. Eyes are on me, on him—on us. I stand there, my pulse quickening. They all must have have so many question giving the fact, I have been with Ethan for a while, only for him to reject me and now I appear as Lucas fiancé. Lucas leaves my side to mingle with some officials. The murmurs grow louder, whispers buzzing through the crowd like bees around a hive. I overhear some unmated females calling my slut under their breaths. I ignore them as I went to get myself a glass of champagne. I can practically feel the shock rolling off Ethan from across the room as I take a glass, but I don’t let my gaze wander toward him. I refuse to give him the satisfaction.Ivy is at my side almost immediately, her eyes wide with barely-contained glee. “Did you see Ethan’s face?” she whispers, trying—and failing—to stifle a laugh. “I thought he was going to explode.”I can’t help but smile at her enth
Amelia POVTension lingers in the air like a fog that refuses to lift. My heart is still pounding, but it’s quieter now, the adrenaline slowly fading as I stand on the balcony beside Lucas. The cool night air brushes against my skin, calming, but I can’t shake the heavy feeling in my chest. Even after I sliped out of Lucas’s arm, the warmth of his body quickly replaced by the coolness of the evening.I steal a glance at him, his face unreadable. The calm, collected Lucas everyone sees, and yet... I know there’s more to him than what he shows. I’ve seen glimpses of it, in the moments we’ve shared, in the way he was so quick to defend me tonight.Snow is pacing inside me, her energy restless. “That idiot,” she growls, referring to Ethan. “He has some nerve.”I nod silently, agreeing with her. My emotions are a tangled mess, and part of me wants to scream at Ethan, to make him understand that he doesn’t get to control me anymore. But there’s another part of me, a part that aches—a part t
Ethan's POVI storm away from the crowd, the laughter and music of my coronation party fading behind me. But I couldn’t care less about the celebration. It should have been a moment of triumph—becoming Alpha—but the only thing I can think about is the sight of Lucas’s arms wrapped around her. Around Amelia. My Amelia.My fists clench at my sides, and Magnus is pacing in my mind, his growl rumbling louder with each passing second.“I told you,” Magnus snaps, his voice thick with frustration. “You should have never rejected her. She’s our mate. You can feel it, can’t you? You went against the mate bond, and now, she’s with Lucas.”I grit my teeth, pushing open the doors of the packhouse and stalking through the halls. “I know,” I mutter under my breath, trying to silence Magnus, but his rage mirrors my own. The memory of Lucas holding her, the way her body fit against his... it’s like a thorn in my side that I can’t pull out.“You made the wrong choice,” Magnus growls again, his voice l
Amelia’s POVThe engine hums quietly beneath me as Lucas’s car glides smoothly down the narrow, tree-lined road leading away from my pack’s territory. I sit in the passenger seat, staring out the window, watching as the dense trees blur together like shadows. Each mile we travel feels like another step further from everything I’ve ever known—my home, my life, and... Ethan.I lean my head against the cool glass, my thoughts spiraling. I hadn’t expected to leave so soon. Just yesterday, I was standing in that ballroom, the weight of Ethan’s words pressing on me like a storm. She’s my mate. Those three words keep echoing in my mind, stirring up emotions I’ve been trying to bury.“He rejected us,” Snow growls in the back of my mind, her voice sharp with bitterness. “He had his chance, and now look where we are. Stop thinking about him, Amelia. We belong to Lucas now.”I clench my fists in my lap, the fabric of my dress crumpling beneath my fingers. “It’s not that simple, Snow,” I whisper,
Amelia’s POVThe tires crunched against the gravel as Lucas’s car slowed to a stop. I lifted my eyes from the floorboard and found myself staring in disbelief. Before us stood the castle—Lucas’s home, his kingdom, and the place I would soon call mine.To say it was massive, is an understatement.I had expected grandeur. Lucas was a crown prince, after all, and I knew royalty came with all the extravagance I’d read about in history books, but seeing it… witnessing it firsthand was something else entirely. The castle loomed before us, its tall spires reaching into the sky, casting long shadows over the vast, open plains that stretched for what seemed like miles. The stone walls glistened under the afternoon sun, ancient and yet timeless in their architecture. Every inch of the structure spoke of power, legacy, and wealth—far more than I’d ever imagined.“Impressive, isn’t it?” Lucas’s voice broke through my daze. He glanced over at me, his lips curving into a soft smile. There was a hin
Amelia’s POVThe council chamber felt colder, heavier, after Queen Larissa’s abrupt exit. Her biting words still echoed in my mind, each one carving a deeper hole in my self-worth. A rejected she-wolf... That’s what she saw in me—someone who wasn’t worthy of her son or this kingdom. The weight of the council’s gaze pressed down on me like a physical force, and I fought to keep my expression calm, even as my heart raced with uncertainty.Lucas, ever composed, stepped forward and addressed the council. “This marriage is not just a personal union, but one that benefits us all. Amelia will be a strong Luna, and together, we will secure the future of this kingdom.”His words were confident, meant to reassure the council, but I could see the flickers of doubt on some of their faces. A few exchanged wary glances, clearly unsettled by Larissa’s outburst. King Luther, however, stood firmly by his son’s side, his eyes scanning the room as he gave a slight nod of approval. “This union has my ful
Lucas’s POVThe way Amelia’s eyes widened, clutching the towel tightly around her body, was almost too good to resist. I knew I probably shouldn’t be enjoying this, but something about her vulnerability made me want to tease her. It wasn’t just amusement though—there was a deep-rooted attraction pulling me closer to her.Titan stirred within me, sensing the same thing. She’s ours, Lucas, he rumbled, his voice a low growl. You need to claim her fully.Not yet, I reminded him. We’re not rushing this.Amelia was still staring at me, clearly mortified. “Lucas,” she stammered, her cheeks flushed. “You can’t just walk in like that!”I raised an eyebrow, suppressing the smirk that wanted to creep back onto my face. “This is my room too, Amelia. You’ll have to get used to it.”Her lips parted slightly in shock, and for a moment, she seemed unsure of how to respond. It wasn’t exactly a lie—we were bound by this contract, and sharing a space was part of that. But I knew what was really botherin
Amelia’s POVMy mind felt like it was swimming through thick fog, the heat overwhelming my senses. Mind-link. I needed to reach someone—Lucas, Lena, anyone. But no matter how hard I tried, the haze clouded my thoughts, making it impossible to focus.Snow, help me… I pleaded.I—I’m trying… she panted weakly. The heat was affecting her just as much as it was affecting me.I stumbled, gripping the edge of the table for support just as the door creaked open.Panic surged through me as I turned, my breath catching when I saw who stood there.Alpha Dorian.I recognized him instantly—one of the young Alphas I’d spoken to earlier. I had disliked him on sight. The way his eyes had lingered on me too long, the way he had smirked when I spoke, as if he was undressing me with his gaze. And now, that same gaze was locked onto me, but this time, there was something darker in it.He took a slow step inside, inhaling deeply.My stomach dropped as I watched his pupils dilate, his eyes darkening as his
Amelia’s POVThe sound of applause still echoed through the grand ballroom as I stood there, my heart racing from the dance with Lucas. My body still tingled from his touch, the warmth of his hands on my waist lingering far longer than I wanted to admit. For a fleeting moment, it had felt like a dream—like we were something more than a contract, something real.But the moment shattered when she appeared.Sabrina.Draped in an emerald-green gown that hugged her curves, she approached with all the confidence of someone who believed she belonged by Lucas’s side. A false, sugary-sweet smile painted her lips as she placed a delicate hand on his forearm.“Lucas,” she purred, tilting her head just slightly. “Dance with me?”I stiffened. She didn’t even acknowledge my presence, as if I were nothing but a shadow in Lucas’s world.Lucas hesitated, his gaze flickering to mine. My chest tightened, but I forced my face to remain neutral. I refused to let Sabrina see me falter.Not wanting to cause
Amelia’s The warmth of Lena’s laughter eased some of the tension in my chest. Being around my friends always grounded me, reminding me that I wasn’t alone in all of this.“Ethan really had the nerve to approach you?” Lena scoffed, shaking her head. “The audacity of that man.”Cassidy smirked. “Should’ve thrown your wine on him.”Amy, ever the calm one, placed a hand on my arm. “You okay?”I exhaled, swirling the wine in my glass before nodding. “Yeah. I handled it.”Lena snorted. “Good. If he comes near you again, I’ll handle it.”Their presence was comforting, but I couldn’t ignore the way eyes followed me around the ballroom. Whispers trailed behind me, some admiring, others filled with skepticism. It was expected—Lucas and I were still under scrutiny. Some didn’t believe our union was real, while others simply didn’t think I belonged at his side.I straightened my shoulders, refusing to let their doubt shake me. I wasn’t just standing here as Lucas’s wife—I was here as the Luna of
Amelia’s POVThe shock of seeing Luna Lara standing before me made my breath hitch. Of all the people I expected to be my mysterious ally, she was not one of them.“Luna Lara?” I whispered, disbelief coloring my tone.She smiled, her expression calm and composed. “You’ve got questions,” she said softly. “And I have answers.”There’s a long pause and she stare at me a knowing glint in her eyes. “You look surprised, Amelia.”I was. But as the initial shock faded, I realized maybe I shouldn’t be. Luna Lara had helped me before—at the boutique, when she exposed Sabrina’s schemes. She had stepped in when she had nothing to gain from it. And yet, that was exactly what unsettled me now.She wasn’t from this kingdom. She had no real reason to be invested in my affairs. So why was she helping me?“Why?” The question slipped out before I could stop it.Luna Lara tilted her head slightly, as if she had expected me to ask. Then, she sighed, a soft, almost wistful sound. “Because I see a glimpse o
Amelia’s POVI stood in front of the mirror, my fingers lightly tracing the delicate embroidery along the bodice of my gown. The emerald-green fabric shimmered like the leaves of the palace gardens after a rainstorm, and it fit me perfectly—a stark contrast to the chaos swirling inside me. The stylist had insisted this color would bring out my eyes. I stared at my reflection and had to admit, she was right.Not that it mattered. The gown, the jewels, even the flawless braids in my hair—they were all just a mask. Tonight wasn’t about beauty or elegance. It was about survival.The Alpha Ball. Just the thought of it sent my pulse racing. Everyone who mattered in our world would be here tonight—the alphas, the lunas, the councils, the powerful families. Every handshake and glance would carry hidden meanings. And then there was me: Amelia, Lucas’s wife in name only. A contract. A secret.I smoothed the gown over my hips, trying to steady my nerves. Tonight, I had to be perfect. Polished.
Ethan’s POVThe conference room was stuffy, the hum of voices blending into a dull roar around Ethan as his pack discussed the logistics of their upcoming strategies. Ethan sat at the head of the table, his gaze locked on Mark, his beta, who was going over final preparations for the Alpha Ball and pack affairs during his absence.But Ethan wasn’t paying attention. His mind had drifted far from the table and the mundane discussions about patrol schedules or supply runs. He couldn’t stop thinking about the Alpha Ball, couldn’t stop imagining the scene that awaited him when he arrived.Amelia.Her name burned in his mind like a brand. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t suppress the image of her standing beside Lucas, her head held high, the picture of grace and strength. It made his blood boil, the muscles in his jaw tightening until it ached.“You’ve no one to blame but yourself,” Magnus growled in his mind, his wolf’s voice a sharp jab against his already frayed composure.“She’s
Amelia’s POVThe palace garden stretched before me, a quiet oasis where I could breathe, though my thoughts were anything but tranquil. The sun was soft this morning, filtering through the leaves and casting shifting patterns on the cobblestone path. It should’ve been peaceful, but my mind felt like a restless storm.I walked without direction, brushing my fingers against the cool leaves and blossoms that lined the garden paths. Despite the beauty surrounding me, my thoughts kept pulling me back to yesterday—to the boutique and the moment Luna Lara revealed Sabrina’s schemes.I could still hear her calm, confident voice as she exposed the truth. My chest tightened at the memory. The gratitude I’d felt in that moment had been overwhelming. Sabrina’s plan to humiliate me could have succeeded if not for Luna Lara stepping in.I’d thanked her before leaving the boutique, my words barely scratching the surface of how much her intervention had meant to me. But the aftermath of it all still
Lucas POV The trial had been over for days, but I couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling it left behind. Something was off—both Kurt and Maxwell were too calm, too assured of their positions. Amelia had noticed it too, pointing out the glances they exchanged during the proceedings. She was right; I’d seen it myself. They weren’t just accused—they were calculated, like men with a hidden plan.I sat at my desk, leaning back in my chair as I tapped my fingers on the armrest. My gut churned with suspicion, my mind replaying every moment from the trial. Every word. Every look. Every lie. Maxwell and Kurt weren’t just covering for each other; they were playing a larger game, and I needed to figure out what that game was before it cost us more than we could afford.Amelia’s voice echoed in my mind, her concerns still fresh. She had seen it in them—something cold, something dangerous. The fact that she noticed it before I did gnawed at me. She wasn’t just observant; she had a sharpness to her tha
Amelia’s POV The Alpha Ball was approaching quickly, but my mind was still occupied with far more pressing concerns. Kurt. His name lingered in my thoughts like a persistent shadow, creeping into every moment of peace I tried to snatch. I couldn’t shake the memory of Maxwell glancing at him during the trial, as if he held the answers to unspoken questions. I hadn’t brought it up with Lucas again, but I wondered how his investigation was progressing. Would he find anything? Or was it all just my paranoia playing tricks on me?And then there was my mysterious ally. Their sudden silence gnawed at my nerves. I had sent a message after the trial, wanting answers—needing answers—but there had been no response. Who were they? Why had they chosen to help me? And why did they vanish now, when I had so many questions to ask? The absence of clarity was maddening.Pushing those thoughts aside, I joined Lena for our morning training session after breakfast. The familiar routine helped settle my r