Leah's POV"Good morning, Miss Leah." Mr. Carson, my Father's butler, greeted me with a giant smile. But his smile froze as soon as he saw Finn, who was sleeping next to me."Miss Leah, I hope this wouldn't be so inappropriate and I'm sure that I'll regret asking this question for the rest of my life, but if I may... Why is there a man in your bed?"I bounced off the bed and stretched my arms and legs, feeling energetic."He's my friend Finn. He's living here from now on. He's injured and I was taking care of him last night," I replied."By sleeping with him in the same bed?" Mr. Carson raised an eyebrow."Oh, come on! Mr. Carson! I've got a busy schedule for today. So let's just cut the awes and get started." I smirked at him, taking a glass of orange juice from the tray in his hands, and handing it to Finn.He looked much better than last night after a whole night of rest.The bruises on his face were gone and the wounds on his arms disappeared.The faster a werewolf heals, the stron
Leah's POV "Miss, a naked man is standing next to the swimming pool! Shall we call Beta Jalin?" A maid, who looked terrified and crimson at the same time, ran toward me in confusion. "No. Don't tell anyone. He's my friend. You need to bring me some towels and a long bathrobe. Can you do that for me?" I asked. "Yes, Miss. Towels and a bathrobe! Right away!" The maid disappeared immediately and came back with some towels and my brother's bathrobe. I took them from her and said, "Don't tell anyone about this incident." The maid nodded her head. "Is my brother at home?" I asked. "His Highness left early this morning to the hospital for Miss Parrish. He wanted to bring her some red roses and asked us to cut off some roses from the orchard." "Red roses," I whispered and melted inside. This was so sweet. My knucklehead brother brought flowers to my best friend. And among thousands of flowers in the orchard, he picked red roses, which mean eternal love and passion in any dictionary. Ev
Jalin's POV"I've got bad news for you, Alpha," I said after I took my seat in the driver's seat.Just like his Father, His Majesty the Lycan King, Lucian didn't reveal his thoughts on his face.I spent over 30 years with that man and I could barely tell if he was in a good mood or a bad mood.But on that day, he seemed to be quite calm after he met Laura in the hospital. He brought him flowers. He made her smile. He let her lean over his shoulder. He stroked her hair gently like he was petting a small wounded animal. And he mumbled something to her ear to make her laugh out loud.So far so good.So, this was the perfect timing for me to sway in and spoil his perfect morning.I took a glance at him in the mirror and met his eyes.He looked perfectly calm, absentmindedly sniffing the scent of roses and Laura on the tips of his fingers.Poor thing. He didn't realize how bad this piece of news was going to be."Before I say anything, you have to promise that you won't yell at me," I conti
Leah's POVSunshine poured into the car and plated everything in gold.Finn stared at me like he was staring out at the horizon.The morning sky was clear, with a dash of clouds. It was a tranquil backdrop to the chaos of the streets as well as the emotions inside the car.As I sat on the edge of the seat, my kneel buckled. I couldn't help but feel torn.I knew my feelings for this man. He was my second chance and there was no question about that. But the pull of everything else, including the difference in social status and the complexity of my marital status, were growing stronger by the minute. I had worked so hard all my life to meet the perfect man in my life, and now it was slipping through my fingers, just like that.I glanced over at Finn. The soft glow of sunshine cast a halo around his features. He was everything that I had ever wanted as a mate and a lifetime partner. And the thought of leaving him behind was breaking my heart.I had always been a dreamer of love, but I had
Leah's POV"The stripper guy?" Gean stared at me in surprise."I'll explain it to you later," I said to Gean while walking into the building.After swiping my card on the elevator control panel, the private elevator opened in front of me.I walked in with Jalin and Gean following me.The door shut in front of us and the elevator started to move up steadily and fast.If it wasn't for the increasing number on the electronic panel, I wouldn't even tell you that the elevator was climbing to the 70th floor within 30 seconds.I broke the silence, "I let Finn go back to Sheridan Club.""Why did you do that?" Jalin raised his eyebrows."Sak Doyle, the club owner, is his brother. He wants to stay with his brother. So I let him go," I said. There was a bitter taste in my mouth when I actually said these words.A crazy thought suddenly struck me -If I ran to the Sheridan Club right now, maybe I could still take Finn back. If Sak dared to stop me, I could punch him in the nose and take Finn to th
Leah's POV With rounds of applause, I walked down the podium and took my seat next to my brother. He seldom revealed his true feelings in front of other people, but at that time, he couldn't help but look at me with approval. Board members around the table commented - "This is a great presentation on the Mediland market." "Very insightful. Thank you, Miss Lewyn." "We're very lucky to have such an aspiring young lady join our team." Just as I was smirking inside, I heard a sharp, high-pitch voice at the other end of the table - "I have some concerns regarding Miss Lewyn's plan." I looked up and saw the Head of Eastern Market, Ava Dinara, glaring at me. Being the only female member in this board meeting, she was definitely a sight to behold, with her striking features and commanding presence. Her dark, wavy hair was sleek and pulled back into a tight bun, framing her sharp jawline and piercing blue eyes. Her tailored suit hugged her curves in all the right places, easily making
Jalin's POV I love my job of being a Lycan's Beta. But there are times in my life that make me hate being a werewolf in general. If I were a human being, I could easily bash someone's head against the wall and torture him the way I like it until that motherfucker decides to cooperate with me, because, well, human beings were born with the right to be unapologetically ruthless and mean to their own kinds. But no. I am a werewolf and I wasn't born with an innate need of killing my own kind. Plus, I work for a Lycan Prince. So I have to handle technicalities very carefully when it comes to torturing someone for confession. "I'll give you one more chance to tell me who you really are." I stared at Finn, who was curling up on the floor in front of me. He was covered in blood and there wasn't a single part of his skin that was still intact. I know now it's too late to say something like I have absolutely nothing to do with it, but the truth is, when I arrived at Sheridan Club 20 minute
Leah's POVThe meeting room was filled with the hum of voices as people filtered out, chattering amongst themselves about their summer houses in Switzerland and the coming auctions, complimenting each other on their new trophy wives, yachts, and cigars.As I walked out of the meeting room, accompanied by Gean, I felt a sense of exhilaration wash over her. I had just given a presentation that had gone flawlessly, and all the audience, except Ava, had responded with a thunderous round of applause. Probably I was still under the influence of Leo's magic potion, I didn't know. Anyway, it was a feeling that I had never experienced before, and it was one that I would tr
Leah's POVThe first thing I remembered was the cold. Not winter's bite, but the slick, oily chill of concrete against bare skin. My knees were scraped raw. My breath came in ragged bursts, fogging the air like gun smoke. I pressed my palms flat against the alley wall, felt the grime cling to my fingertips.Naked. The word slithered through my skull, venomous. Not just my body - my pride flayed open, left to rot beside dumpsters reeking of stale beer and regret.What the hell has happened to me? I remembered stabbing Lucas in the chest and walking into the flames.Now here I am. Naked in some sort of back alley.Voices slithered from the street."Lookie here... fresh meat. Yummy..." a man slurred. Three shadows lurched into the alley, their laughter wet and jagged. One held a bottle by its neck; the glass caught the neon buzz of the bar sign above. Red Rabbit Tavern. The letters bled crimson down the brick.Is this... human world?
Lycidas' POVLucian shook his head, his eyes closing as if the effort of speaking was too much.Late afternoon light slashed through barred windows, gilding dust motes that swirled like trapped spirits above Lucian's bed. My brother's once-indomitable frame now sank into feather pillows as if the mattress conspired to swallow him whole. His labored breaths syncopated with the grandfather clock's metronome tick-tock, tick-tockfrom the western wall - a sound that had scored every pivotal moment of our cursed lineage. I counted them as one counts heartbeats before execution: thirty-seven ticks since he'd last spoken. Seventy-three since I'd entered this tomb disguised as a king's quarters.When Lucian finally stirred, his eyelids lifted like rusted portcullises. Sunlight caught the silver threads in his black beard - premature aging, or the Moon Goddess' fingerprints? "Lycidas," he exhaled, the name disintegrating into a wet cough. I watched his thro
Lucian's POVJalin seized my chin, wrenching my face back to the mirror. "Are you waiting for me to dress you, Your Majesty?" His hands slid down, slow and possessive, unbuttoning my shirt with deliberate malice. The fabric parted, exposing my sunken chest, and his gloved fingers lingered, tracing the jut of my ribs. I grabbed his wrists, my frail grip trembling. "I'm tired," I whispered, voice a broken thread. "I don't want to see anyone today."Jalin sneered and tore the shirt from my shoulders, seams splitting like skin. He shoved me from the wheelchair, and I crashed to the floor, legs limp, a puppet with slashed strings. "Your brother's coming," he hissed, looming over me. "If you greet him like this - pathetic, lifeless - he'll think I've neglected my duties." His eyes burned with that familiar madness, a sadistic gleam that promised torment.I shrank back, breath shallow, rasping, "Jalin, please don't…" But he didn't pause. His hand fisted my hair,
Lycidas' POVI looked down at him, my jaw tight. "If you want the thing between us to work," I said, my voice low and dangerous, "you need to know some ground rules. The first and most important one is that you stay the fuckout of my family business. Do you understand?"He met my gaze, his eyes calm, unflinching. "Yes, Your Highness, I understand. But the thing is, since you entered the Kingdom, all your actions have been under the control of the Court. They reported your arrival to His Majesty, who summoned me last night..." I grabbed him by the throat, slamming him against the mirror. The glass cracked under the force, shards raining down around us. His face was scratched, blood trickling down his cheek, but he didn't struggle."Did you go and see my brother last night?! Did he fuck you?!" I roared.He whispered, "Your Highness, Lucian is sick now. He didn't...""If you mention my brother's name again," I snarled, "I'
Lycidas' POVI woke to the sting of sunlight slicing through the heavy drapes, the kind of light that felt like a mockery after the night I’d had. My head throbbed, a dull ache that seemed to echo the chaos of my thoughts. I rubbed my eyes, squinting at the room around me. It was obscenely luxurious, every surface polished to a blinding sheen, every piece of furniture carved with ornate, gaudy details. I sat up, the silk sheets slipping off my bare skin, and let out a bitter laugh. Finn's bedroom?The place reeked of excess, of a desperate attempt to mask something hollow. I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, my feet sinking into the plush carpet. The air smelled faintly of cedar and something metallic—blood, maybe, or the ghost of it. I stood, stretching the stiffness from my limbs, and made my way to the bathroom. The shower was scalding, the water slamming into my skin like punishment. I leaned against the tiled wall, let
Finn's POVLycidas didn't buy it. His clawed hand seized my hair, wrenching my head back so hard my neck screamed, and I gasped, the pretense slipping as pain flared."Fucking slut, is that all they'd taught you?!" he spat, raking his claws down my spine, tearing skin, spilling blood. I whimpered - half act, half truth—and he sneered, pressing his heat against me, his cock a brutal threat between my thighs. "You're a fucking disgrace. A whimpering slut who'd spread for any cock that paid."I clenched my jaw, nodding like I hated it, but the words sank into me, heavy and hot. "Yes, Your Highness. But now, I am yours..." I choked out, still clinging to the lie of reluctance, but then he slammed me face-first into the hardwood floor, his hands pinning my neck, and the air left me. He thrust in, no warning, no mercy, and the pain - fuck, the familiar, thrilling pain - was a jagged blade splitting me open. I screamed, the sound raw and real, my mask shattering
Finn's POVThe air in Mediland was thick with the stench of desperation and decay, a familiar reek that clung to the walls of the slave market like a second skin. I stepped through the rusted gates, my boots crunching over gravel and broken glass. The place was still a cesspool of misery, still a monument to the cruelty of the worst of the worst. But this time, I didn't feel the usual weight of despair pressing down on my chest. No, this time, I felt… light. My plan was going on smoothly.Lycidas, the fucking Lycan Prince, was here. In my territory. In my office. The thought almost made me smile. He'd spent years parading around the human world, basking in the adoration of his fans, untouchable. But now, he was mine. The fire in Los Angeles had been a stroke of luck - or perhaps fate. The paparazzi had scattered, and for the first time in years, Lycidas was vulnerable. Cole met me at the entrance, his face grim. "His Highness Lycidas
Lucas' POV"Alpha Lucas!" Dr. Jafar exclaimed, rushing to my bedside. "I saw the changes in your vitals on the screen and came as soon as I could. This is a miracle! You woke up!" I dismissed Jorah with a nod, and he left reluctantly, his eyes lingering on me as if afraid I'd vanish. "Dr. Jafar," I said, my voice low and urgent. "Did you perform the disguise surgery on Leah?"He hesitated, then nodded. "Yes. It was Finn's order, but it was my work. We had to change her appearance - everyone was hunting her...""What exactly did you do to her?" I asked.The doctor looked hesitant, but eventually he said, "We had to apply bionic skin, but her body rejected it at first. We had to keep injecting her with suppressants. And we… we reduced her height with bone surgery. It was painful, but necessary. Alpha Lucas, I felt so guilty about what I had done. That was why I was trying to remind you of her presence. I tried so hard to p
Finn's POVThe air thickened. Lucas' name hung between us like a corpse on a noose.I let my shoulders shudder first - a convincing tremor. Covered my face as if stifling sobs. Gean moved to embrace me, his idiot heart thundering through his charred coat.He said, "You already have Mediland. You have hurt those who once persecuted you. It's time to reconcile with your past self. If you don't stop now, you will eventually die from your own hatred."I looked up at this moment, and Gean was horrified to find that I wasn't crying, but laughing."You..."Chrome claws slid through his ribcage like butter. He gasped, warm blood pattering the floor in Rorschach blooms."Shhh," I breathed into his ear as he sagged. "Jafar’s scrubbing Leo's memories as we speak. He will help me to rebuild the lab. Your body will be used Leo's next experiment. He may cry when he sees your body, but he will not remember why he cried, just like... you've nev