AshantiI sat by Chadwick's bedside in the quiet room, the master bedroom upstairs. He was still very weak and unable to walk, only fed on liquids. "How's your leg?" I asked him, kissing his forehead. "Do you need me to give you a massage?" "No," he broke into an easy smile. "Just give me some of the broth and make it warm. It's the only thing I can stomach for now." "Okay, my love," I whispered, propping up his pillows and heading downstairs to the kitchen. I returned later with the broth, consisting of beef and lots of herbs. It wasn't the most appetizing meal but I knew that Chadwick needed to eat it. It helped him regain strength and replenish his blood energy levels so that he could get strong enough to fight for himself and get out of that horrible prison. I picked some bread and crackers for myself and headed upstairs, urging him to drink. "My mouth tastes like shit," he grimaced, refusing to eat. I begged him to try some, but he refused to open his mouth. I headed to the
AshantiSitting at the dinner table which was elegantly arranged with assorted meats and salads. Ashanti was chewing slowly. Her lips were full, making me drool. I wanted to taste them again, but I held off, knowing she had a guest She was fucking beautiful dressed in black jeans and a red tank top. I took small bites of my steak and watched Archibald who sat opposite me, a pale and slim man who must have been as a result of the hardships he endured during his imprisonment by Ashanti's father.Ashanti delicately removed the ring from her finger and placed it into its case before handing it over to Archibald. "This is your legacy as the king. My work here is done,” she said softly. Archibald stared at the ring without touching it. "Honestly, you deserve to be queen more than I deserve to be king.”Ashanti's mouth gaped open in shock. “You can't be serious,” she asked incredulously and Archibald gave a short laugh."I've got no ambition, no skills or knowledge that will help me lead
AshantiWe arrived at Chadwick's pack, very beautiful but paled in comparison to the splendor of the Lycan pack. Just like any shifter pack, it had a huge fortress and several towers where guards stood watch. Archibald and his convoy joined us, just because I wanted to make a statement to these bastard wolves. Chadwick's relatives wanted him dead and if I wasn't present in his life, he'd be buried six feet under. A few of the warriors came to greet us. None of them could dare to fully approach or confront us. Talk about Lycan power.We drove through the gates, which were open and we entered the courtyard, surrounded by massive walls.Chadwick directed us to his family mansion and sent for his relatives, some of whom I recognized. When they saw King Archibald in their building, they tried to keep their fragile control but I could tell that their confidence was shaken.“What a pleasant surprise,” the oldest of them bowed respectfully to King Archibald. “Welcome to our humble home “A
Ashanti It still felt like a dream that I was this close to marrying the man of my dreams. Although he just proposed, wedding bells chimed in my head and a pre-bridal buzz pumped through my veins.Life was perfect. Well, kinda. I chuckled to myself, admiring the shiny diamond ring Chad slipped onto my left hand. It shone even more under the lights, and it was all mine!Giddy as a schoolgirl, I couldn't stop twirling the ring around on my finger. It was beautiful.I spun around for another look at Chad. He seemed so happy too and his eyes crinkled when his lips curved upward at the corners.“You warm my heart, Chad. It's not hard to imagine a future with you.”“Right,” he laughed. “Let's hope you don't freak out when you begin to see the annoying side of me, especially when I snore at night and sleep with one arm slung across your shoulders.”“Gross,” I fake gagged. “I guess I'll have to get some earplugs then.”He gave me a playful shove and lowered to kiss me. When our lips parted,
Ashanti The next evening, Chadwick and I decided to go see Harrison and Carmen and announce my presence. I got ready, slipping into a tank top and brown leather pants, opting for a natural look without makeup. Downstairs, Elen, who was with his nanny, became eager to join us, but Chadwick was against the idea. “We’ll be back soon sweetie,” I said to him when he began throwing a tantrum. Chad and I strolled to Harrison's apartment, just a stone's throw away. I rang the doorbell, feeling extremely unsettled and having irrational fears. Chadwick noticed and leaned in, looking concerned. "Are you okay, baby?” I nodded, pretending to be confident. "Sure, why not?" His eyes studied my reaction. “I know you must be mad at Carmen for what she did to you. Remember she was just scared and didn't mean to be hurtful towards you. When you got missing, she almost lost her mind and was very remorseful for throwing you out.” My smile didn't reach my eyes. "I know, Chad. I've moved on. In retro
Five weeks later Chadwick and I have been looking forward to hosting everyone for our pre-wedding dinner. I was excited to be a bride and although I had tried my best to hide how happy it made me, Chadwick noticed. I couldn't help the grin that stretched over my face. He loved seeing me so happy and that pleased him beyond measure. Although our wedding was going to be very low-key with only family and friends in attendance I wanted it to be ethereal and romantic.Chadwick agreed and we settled on simple yet elegant. It wasn't too expensive and was well below our budget. A week before our wedding, we hosted Harrison Carmen, Ken who by the way had relocated to his own house, and from the little rumors I heard from Chadwick, Harrison spent most nights at his place getting his buns greased. Ken was still trying to figure out how to navigate this bridge his parents had created. Unlike me, he needed his parents' acceptance and validation. Unfortunately, they weren't open to accepting tha
Twenty years later A/N: The epilogue is written in the third person POV, so please get used to the head-hopping as I'd love to show a glimpse of each character's life. Ashanti’s smile widened in approval as her guests congratulated her on her latest gold mining company. She was courteous with some and friendly with others. Some people were jealous of her achievements. She was listed as the richest woman under fifty in the latest Forbes edition. Her wealth wasn’t a secret. The humans knew that she had a huge gold mine tucked somewhere secret in the world. There weren’t many rich people like Ashanti and she wasn’t one to be embarrassed by her success. She had over ten gold mining companies, a gold refinery where raw gold ore is processed into pure gold bars, coins, or other valuable forms, a jewelry manufacturing industry specialized in producing gold rings, necklaces, and bracelets. Een, her step-son, founded a gold trading company that buy and sell gold bullion and coins onl
Elen sat in his newly decorated office, surrounded by high-tech gadgets. Though he wanted to be a football player or do something related to sports as a child, his childish fantasies faded as he grew older, when he longed to be like his dad. His dad supported him by teaching him everything he needed to know and taking him to tech boot camps for children and teenagers to sharpen his mind. His dad, who was still in his early fifties, had mentioned retirement several times. Elen was fine with taking over Wolfgang while handling his online gold company, but he still enjoyed working alongside his dad. He took off his jacket to focus on developing a programming language while wearing a white shirt and tailored black pants. Tech came as easily to him as breathing. He was deep in his work, and his fingers danced around the keyboard when the door opened, and Jennifer walked in with a radiant smile on her face. Jennifer was Uncle Ken and Harrison's adopted daughter. They fell in love with the
Vespa's POVEvery detail about my wedding day brought joyful tears to my eyes. The tears were silent but uncontainable. I didn't mind that I was ruining my makeup in the process. On a beautiful summer afternoon, the biggest event of my life was about to take place. I felt like a fairytale princess and Kai made sure every detail I asked for in my dress and the decor was fulfilled. An archway adorned with roses and peonies, a velvet aisle runner that led me to my happily ever after. My fucking mermaid gown and a tiara, and oh, my groom who truly made my heart sing. This day was the start of our forever. Weak-kneed with excitement, I stood outside the majestic Moon Goddess Temple, a white, three-storey building with white marble pillars. My brother, Luke, waited for me with a warm smile, ready to walk me down the aisle.“You’re a gorgeous bride, sister. And it's not just your looks but the energy surrounding you. I’m glad you found happiness.”With a playful wink, his blue eyes twinkl
The taxi drove away from George's family mansion and I felt a weight lift off my shoulders. I was finally free from their judgmental eyes and condescending smiles. I felt a bottomless peace and satisfaction wash over me, relieved to be out of George's claws. I'd thought he was different, but it turned out he was just like the rest of them.Fucking manipulative bastard. After paying the taxi driver, I stood outside Grandma Zora's house and let out a swoosh of air. I was hesitant to go inside, wondering if I should tell Grandma Zora and Ziah everything that had gone down with George. But I knew that if I did, Ziah would likely go mental and attack George. He had a temper, and I didn't want to make things worse. I stood there for a few moments, weighing my options. Part of me wanted to spill everything, to let someone know the truth about George's family and their cruel words. But another part of me wanted to keep it inside. I decided to keep quiet and headed inside.My gaze landed o
Dear readers,I want to start by expressing my heartfelt gratitude to each and every one of you who has read my book "Claimed by the Triplet Alphas" and followed me to my new series "Lycan Princess Disguise". Your support means the world to me!However, I must humbly beg you to please continue reading "Lycan Princess Disguise". The truth is, if I don't get enough readers, I won't be able to receive payment for my work. I understand that there are many great books out there, but I promise that this series will be worth your time.I also want to assure you that I haven't forgotten about Camilla's story in "Claimed by the Triplet Alphas". Many of you have been asking for updates, and I promise to complete part 2 of the book. Your enthusiasm and encouragement drive me to keep writing!Thank you again for your unwavering support. Your kind words, reviews, and messages mean everything to me. I'm honored to have such a dedicated readership, and I promise to keep working hard to bring you the
GeorgeBefore I hit Camilla, my heart was bristling with rage, and I wanted to let it out, but after I did, I felt so stupid. My hands fell to my side, and I felt so heavy with regret.She stood there, her hands on her cheek, horrified like a child who had just witnessed something horrible. She blinked slowly and couldn't believe what had just happened.I trembled and slammed my fist on the couch. She took a step back, thinking I was going to hit her.“What the fuck?” Her voice cracked. It was a low tone of disbelief. “You hit me!?”“Camilla, I—”She turned away from me, and I felt a pang of guilt. What the fuck have I done?I had tried to control myself but couldn't. I was consumed by a jealous rage, and I blamed her for it. She went to fuck Ziah. I could bet on that with my last cent.I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. But the damage was already done. Camilla was quiet, her back still turned to me.She was leaving when I rushed to hold her back and wrapped my arms aro
GeorgeBefore I hit Camilla, my heart was bristling with rage, and I wanted to let it out, but after I did, I felt so stupid. My hands fell to my side, and I felt so heavy with regret.She stood there, her hands on her cheek, horrified like a child who had just witnessed something horrible. She blinked slowly and couldn't believe what had just happened.I trembled and slammed my fist on the couch. She took a step back, thinking I was going to hit her.“What the fuck?” Her voice cracked. It was a low tone of disbelief. “You hit me!?”“Camilla, I—”She turned away from me, and I felt a pang of guilt. What the fuck have I done?I had tried to control myself but couldn't. I was consumed by a jealous rage, and I blamed her for it. She went to fuck Ziah. I could bet on that with my last cent.I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. But the damage was already done. Camilla was quiet, her back still turned to me.She was leaving when I rushed to hold her back and wrapped my arms aro
CamillaI tried and failed to restrain my smile when I overheard Lisa fuming at Paul.She was saying that I didn't deserve to release a single so early in my career and that no one ever got such luck.Lisa was a jealous sadist, and at the same time, she wasn't wrong. I was too lucky to have found Paul, who cherished my musical talent and gave me a chance.I covered my face with my bag and warmth spread through my body, satisfied that Lisa couldn't stop Paul from helping me. I didn't understand why she was so bitter and consumed by jealousy.It was ironic that she felt envious of my success when she had her own unique voice and sang better than me. I counted my good fortune and intended to milk my success for as long as possible, and Lisa would need to get ready for more.Oops. She shot me a 'you'll pay for this' look. My heartbeat quickened as she turned on her heel and walked away.“Whoa, that was some glare,” I said to Paul, who was smiling and opening his bottle of water."What ex
CamillaHours turned into a day, and I was super uncomfortable and uneasy in George's house. Fortunately, he didn't ask for a blowjob or sex, and I was glad he wasn't entirely stupid. He worked from home and sat behind his desk all day, and his mom had gone to a convention, which suited me fine. After spending the day by myself, George came downstairs in the evening when I was watching TV. I became uncomfortable and sat up, eyeing him warily.“Baby, let's go shopping. I want to spoil you with the finer things in life. He walked over, put his arm around my shoulders, and hugged me tight. His lips were on mine, and before I could get out an objection, his fingers were stroking my hair.He kept kissing my neck, and I fought the urge to gag. He stopped and looked at me expectantly.“You should be resting. Don't worry about me,” I said, looking down at my hands fidgeting on my lap. “And I think I should go home now. I'm not comfortable staying here anymore."“I insist,” he said and leane
"She's with her boyfriend, the doctor."Vespa's tongue went limp, and when I gave her a summarized version of all that has been going on with Camilla and George, her eyes doubled in size."He sounds very manipulative. I don't think Camilla should be with him if she doesn't want to. The fact that she rejected his proposal is enough warning.""Grandma said if she leaves him, he'll kill himself. Camilla must be feeling guilty and feels that it's her obligation to take care of him.""That can never be me," Vespa said under her breath, and I nudged her playfully.When Kai called for a meeting, I knew he was about to enact some stupid rule that would only favor himself. I stared at him blandly and watched as Grandma Zora sat in her favorite chair."This had better be quick. I have a show to attend," Zeke said. "Fine," Kai said, rising. "As you all know, Vespa's coronation is near. She has decided to reject two people, and we know who they are." His voice was commanding and final and he gl
ZiahThe silence in the house was deafening, it felt like a heavy emptiness that echoed through every room. My heart felt just as hollow, like something was missing, but I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was. It was like I was searching for something, but I didn't know what I was looking for, or maybe I just didn't want to admit it to myself.I was stuck in a funk, waiting for Vespa's return after five long days away with Kai. But instead of excitement, my mind was consumed by thoughts of Camilla.Camilla…Even the mere mention of her name turned me on. I couldn't shake her off, no matter how hard I tried. I let out a frustrated sigh and gazed out the window, watching the trees sway in the breeze. It was like my heart had a mind of its own, stubbornly fixated on someone who wasn't even meant to be mine. I wondered if Camilla had cast some sort of spell on me - how else could I explain this crazy, all-consuming attraction? It defied all logic, especially since I already had