Hades’s PovI had dressed for a meeting that promised to be less than civil. The annulment with Anita was overdue, and as much as I wanted to be done with the pretense of our marriage, I knew I owed her this final closure. She didn’t deserve the tangled mess that had come with my title, nor the distance I had created between us.But just as I was preparing to leave my quarters, Beta Damian burst into the room, his expression a mix of urgency and hesitation."Alpha," Damian panted, holding up a phone. "The Moonshadow Pack has invited you to a ball tonight. The elders are going to be there as well."I frowned as irritation bubbling beneath my skin. "A ball? They really think I have time for that right now?"Damian shifted his weight, showing clearly that he was uncomfortable with delivering the news. "It’s the coming-of-age ball for their new Alpha heir. You know how crucial it is for you to attend. The Moonshadow Pack’s leadership has been unstable since their Alpha died, and the Luna..
Anita’s PovThe room felt stifling as I stood near the large window. My heart pounded in my chest, my mind racing as I looked at my screen to find a new number calling me.My face contorted into puzzles as I try to think of where I had seen such a number because it looked utterly familiar.I thought it was Hades at first, but checking the second time, it wasn't and the number kept calling.After the third ring, I picked it up."Anita!" A voice answered. "You didn’t show up. We agreed on the time."The accusation stung more than I cared to admit. I had been trying to keep up with everything—the annulment, Alpha Hades’ demands, and my own complicated past. But this... this was too much."I can't deal with this right now," I snapped, the frustration bubbling up inside me. "I’m not breaking the agreement. I have work tonight. Do you understand? This isn't my choice!""Not your choice?" he retorted, his voice hardening with disbelief. "You’ve been backing out of everything lately. What’s so
Hades’s PovThe room seemed to hold its breath as I faced Amara. Her audacity had pushed me to the edge, and I could feel my wolf stirring, just beneath the surface, ready to lash out if she tried anything again. I had held back for the sake of the fragile political alliances at play, but there were limits, even for me."She’s my assistant, and she’s under my protection," I growled, my voice low and full of warning as I released her wrist. "You have no right to interfere in my affairs, Amara."Amara’s lips tightened as she pulled her wrist back, rubbing the spot where my hand had gripped her. Her eyes flickered with a mix of surprise and frustration, but she quickly masked it with that haughty expression she always wore when she felt cornered. "I was only concerned for your wellbeing, Alpha Hades," she said, her voice smooth but dripping with insincerity. "After all, it’s no secret that your so-called mate is of questionable background. You can’t possibly think this… arrangement will l
Hades’s PovAnita’s words—her insistence that she only viewed me as her superior—had stung in a way I hadn’t anticipated. I tried to shake it off, but the weight of her rejection still lingered. It wasn’t the refusal to dance that bothered me, but the clear boundary she’d drawn between us.I had asked her to dance as a polite gesture, nothing more, or at least that’s what I told myself. But her words, “I don’t want to give anyone the wrong impression,” echoed in my mind. What impression had she thought she would give? Why did it matter so much?Before I could process any further, Beta Damian approached with his usual grin plastered across his face as he made his way toward Anita. I clenched my jaw, watching as he stopped beside her, his body language relaxed, entirely too comfortable around her."Anita!" Damian greeted with a playful tone. "Why are you standing on the sidelines looking all serious? You should be enjoying the night!"Anita smiled politely, her expression softening as sh
Anita’s PovThe ballroom spun around me as I tried to push myself up off the floor. My hands slipped against the cold marble, still slick with the red wine that now stained my gown. My ankle throbbed with pain, but I couldn’t focus on that. The embarrassment and anger coursing through me were too overwhelming. I could hear murmurs in the crowd, whispers of pity and curiosity. My hair had fallen over my face, shielding me from their stares, but I could feel the weight of every gaze.I clenched my jaw, refusing to look up. Now wasn’t the time to let anyone see the shame that burned in my chest. Not Amara. Not the pack members. No one.With a trembling hand, I reached out to steady myself on the floor, attempting to stand again. My ankle gave way beneath me, and I collapsed back down with a sharp gasp of pain. The twisted ankle was worse than I had realized.“Anita!” I heard Alpha Hades’ voice, filled with concern and fury. His strong arms wrapped around me before I could fall further, pu
Hades’s PovHer words hit me like a punch to the gut. I know she had been through so much—more than I’d ever realized. And yet, here she was, enduring it all without complaint, without asking for help. The thought of her suffering alone, bearing the weight of that pain, made something tighten in my chest.“You shouldn’t have had to learn to endure it,” I said quietly, my fingers brushing lightly over her ankle as I checked the swelling. “You don’t have to endure it now. Not with me.”Anita let out a soft laugh, though there was no humor in it. “I’m not afraid of pain, Alpha Hades. I’m not afraid of much anymore.”I looked up at her, my gaze meeting hers. There was a hardness in her eyes, a quiet strength that I both admired and hated. I hated that she had to be strong. I hated that she had been forced into a life of survival, into a world where pain was just another thing to get used to.Beta Damian was still outside, taking far too long to return with the doctor. Every minute felt li
Anita’s PovThe moment Alpha Hades set me down, I sighed with relief. Despite the throbbing pain in my ankle, the tension between us was becoming more unbearable than the physical discomfort. His touch had been too gentle and it stirred something inside me I wasn’t ready to confront. I stepped back instinctively, putting distance between us, my heart racing faster than I wanted to admit.Alpha Hades, noticing the movement, frowned. His piercing gaze locked onto mine, his voice low and filled with curiosity. "Are you that afraid of me, Anita?"I blinked, taken aback by the question. "No," I said quickly, shaking my head. "I’m not afraid of you.""Then why do you keep pulling away?" he asked, his eyes searching mine for answers. "If you aren’t afraid, why do you step back every time I try to help? You chose to be my assistant, didn’t you?"His words hit close to home, but I steeled myself. The truth was that it wasn’t fear of him that kept me at a distance, but something else. Something
Anita’s PovThe room was quiet except for the soft ticking of a clock on the wall. I sat on the edge of the bed, my fingers absently rubbing over the bandage wrapped around my ankle. Despite the doctor’s best efforts, the pain was still there, a dull throb that grew sharper if I moved the wrong way. I had tried to stretch it earlier, but the sharp pain that shot through my leg made me gasp. I had to remind myself not to push too hard, too soon.Just then, there was a soft knock on the door, pulling me from my thoughts. I furrowed my brows, unsure of who it could be. I wasn’t expecting anyone, and Alpha Hades had left after ensuring I was comfortable. Slowly, I got up, careful to avoid putting pressure on my injured ankle. I hobbled toward the door, using the wall for support.When I opened it, Beta Damian stood there, holding a small tray with a few vials and a bowl of steaming herbal concoction. His expression was sheepish, his usual playful smile missing.“Beta Damian?” I asked, sur
Alpha Hades’s POVI couldn't believe what was happening. The man, Zoe, who had been stirring the pot, spewing lies about Anita, was now standing in front of me. His arrogance was thick enough to slice with a knife, but as I took a step toward him, it seemed to dissolve into something else—fear, uncertainty, maybe even guilt. The man was not one of us. I could feel it in my bones even as he had lied earlier. Immediately, I lunged at him, grabbing the collar of his shirt and yanking him up, his legs shaking defensively in the air. Looking him straight in the eye, I asked, "Who are you?" My voice sharp and low. "How come I've never seen you around the pack before? Are you even one of our people?"The man’s eyes darted around the room as if he were looking for an escape route. His gaze briefly met mine, but then quickly dropped to the floor. He stuttered, “I... I’m one of the people here... from the clan.”I didn’t believe a word he was saying. Something didn’t add up. If he had truly be
Hades's POVI could feel the pressure building inside me, my thoughts scattered, and my blood simmering with frustration. The walls of the office seemed to close in on me. At this moment, I feel like my head is about to explode. First, it was that damn woman causing trouble at the banquet, trying to disgrace Anita with her lies. Then, I had to face the elders—each one of them demanding that I divorce my mate. And now, the clansmen were at the door, shouting, furious, and demanding that I cast Anita out of the pack. How is this possible? How did everything turn into a whirlwind of chaos just because of one woman’s slander? My mate, my beloved, the one who was chosen for me by Moon Muse herself, was being torn apart by false accusations. She did nothing wrong. She didn’t kill her father; she didn’t start the fire that took the life of the old Alpha. But here they were—clansmen who didn’t know the truth, elders who were too quick to judge, and a pack that was ready to turn its back on
Anita's POVThe moment Alpha Hades' words fell, an urgent knocking echoed against the office door. It was rapid, insistent, and the annoyance it carried was unmistakable. Alpha Hades' expression shifted, a flicker of irritation crossing his features as he waved his hand dismissively, signaling Beta Damian to open the door. Beta hesitated for only a second before pulling the door open. To my surprise, several elders stood in the doorway, their eyes sharp with authority. When they saw me, their brows furrowed immediately, the tension in the air was thick. They exchanged a few brief looks before one of them—an elder with silver hair and a scowl to match—spoke, his voice deep with disdain. "Let’s talk about the conditions," he began, his eyes never leaving me. "What do you want to divorce Alpha and leave our pack?" The words stung, slicing through the silence. The question seemed so out of place, and yet, I knew exactly where it was coming from. The elders were clearly unsettled by the
Anita's POVThe air around me was thick with tension, with whispers, accusations, and the overwhelming weight of eyes that drilled into me like daggers. My throat was tight, and my chest ached as though a great weight was pressing down on me. I barely noticed when Amara stepped forward, her expression cold and calculating, her eyes fixed on me like a predator hunting its prey. I only had a split second to brace myself before the words spilled from her lips. "You were kicked out of the pack, then turned around and deceived Alpha Hades," Amara spat, pointing a finger directly at my nose. "Relying on your means to make him marry you. Do you want to ruin this pack again?"Her voice cut through the already tense air like a knife, sending a shockwave through the guests. The room, already rife with doubt and suspicion, erupted once again. The murmurs, gasps, and shocked exclamations crescendoed into a chorus of disgust. My heart pounded violently in my chest, and my breath came in shallow g
Anita’s POV The impact of my stepmother’s words was immediate and catastrophic. Like a bomb dropped into the heart of the banquet hall, the shockwaves reverberated through the guests, shaking the very foundation of what I had fought so hard to build here. The murmurs began like a ripple on the surface of a pond, but within moments, the room was filled with whispers, gasps, and unrestrained exchanges of questions. “What is Alpha Hades talking about? Has our Luna killed anyone?” “Wait, she’s the princess of that pack? Then why is she working as a rogue in ours? Did they kick her out?” The shock was obvious. Eyes turned toward me in disbelief, eyes that once looked at me with a certain degree of respect now clouded with doubt, confusion, and a hint of suspicion. The words my stepmother had thrown at us felt like daggers, and I could feel each one of them sinking deep into my skin. My body went numb, my heart racing as I tried to keep my composure. It was like the world was spinning o
Anita's POVThe moment my stepmother, Evelyn, and stepsister, Amara, stepped through the doors of the banquet hall, the atmosphere shifted. It wasn’t just the weight of their presence. It was the way the room seemed to contract, like air being sucked out of a space too small to hold it all. My eyes met theirs across the room, and a wave of cold dread washed over me. Evelyn, with her perfect but destructive smile, and Amara, who had a calculating gleam in her eyes that made my stomach twist in knots. They didn’t have to say a word for me to feel the venom they carried. Their gazes met mine, then swept dismissively over the other guests, as if we were beneath them. I swallowed hard, feeling my throat tighten, a cold shiver creeping down my spine. The murmurs around us began almost immediately, like an undercurrent that started low but quickly grew into something more dangerous.“This is our pack’s banquet. Why would Alpha Hades invite them?”“I heard the elder is pushing for Amara to
Anita's POVThe clink of glasses, the hum of conversation, and the low murmur of the crowd faded to a complete hush as Alpha Hades led me onto the stage. His hand, warm and steady in mine, was the only thing comforting me as I stepped into the glaring spotlight. The eyes of the pack were upon us, and though the room was filled with familiar faces, the weight of their gaze made me feel like a stranger in my own skin. I tried to swallow my nerves, but my throat felt dry, and my pulse raced faster with every second that passed.I could hear the shuffle of feet as guests shifted in their seats, their curiosity intense. The eyes of the pack, elders, warriors, and betas, all locked onto us as we took center stage. I glanced up at Alpha Hades, his broad frame standing tall beside me, exuding a confidence I could only dream of having. His expression was stoic, his features set in their usual hardened mask. But his hand, wrapped tightly around mine, told me everything I needed to know: he was
Anita's POVThe atmosphere in the makeup room had shifted from electric tension to something lighter. I couldn’t shake the memory of Alpha Hades’s kiss, and every time my gaze flickered toward him, I felt the heat of it all rushing back to me. He had this way of looking at me intensely—that made my heart race every time. But then, as if to ground me, he calmly turned to the makeup artist who had been standing silently by, waiting for him to give the go-ahead."Could you touch up Anita’s makeup?" Hades’s voice was low and controlled, but there was an edge to it, as if he was trying to maintain a sense of normalcy after the intimate moment we’d just shared.The makeup artist, a young woman with short auburn hair and gentle eyes, immediately noticed the smudge of lipstick on my lips. Her gaze flicked between Hades and me, and I could feel the blush creeping up my neck, coloring my face even more. It was ridiculous, but I couldn’t help it. The intensity of the moment was still so fresh, a
Anita's POVAlpha Hades walked toward me, his presence so commanding that the room seemed to shift with his every step. People around him, sensing the intimacy that was about to unfold, tactfully retreated, leaving us alone in the quiet of the dressing room. The air felt different now, charged with something unspoken, an electric tension that hummed beneath my skin. I stood frozen for a moment, unable to move, my breath shallow as I stared up at him. His eyes, dark as the night, met mine with an intensity that made my heart race faster than I could comprehend. There was a calm confidence in his every move, but something in the way he looked at me, something in the predatory gleam in his crimson eyes, made the space between us seem impossibly small. My pulse quickened. I wasn’t sure if I was more afraid or excited, but the emotions mixed together in a cocktail that left me breathless. As he drew closer, his hand brushed lightly against my back. The sudden coldness of his touch made m