Elen paced back and forth in his office, his phone clutched in his hand. He had been trying to reach his sister for hours, but she refused to pick up. Maya was experiencing double heartbreak, and because she was a stubborn and impulsive person, it was extremely difficult to control the situation. But he knew she listened to him, and since he wasn't actively involved in the deception, maybe she would at least try to hear him out.He dialed her number again, walking over to the window and staring out at the brightening sky. He was very worried about his sister and feared this could affect her mentally. He imagined her holed up in her room and refusing to talk to anyone.Memories of them as children filled his head; he couldn't remember much about Maya being a baby, as he was barely six years old at the time, but one thing was for sure - he must have been happy to have a sibling and bragged to his friends about it. He always made sure she was with him, teaching her how to ride a bike, p
Maya gaze was fixed on the rich dark wood paneling that adorned the King's chamber she refused to sit near her parents and also she was making it clear that she didn't want to speak to them she adjusted her view away when she felt her mother's gaze on her her mouth felt like old paper dry and dusty Before the king even spoke she knew that he had summoned her to forgive her parents for their deception. But would he even understand the depth of her pain? Forgive? How easily he speaks of forgiveness, when he has no idea what it's like to be lied to by those she trusted most. Maya hated lies so much she hated when people sugarcoat the truth to spare her feelings her parents especially her mum should have known better1st it was Ivan, who deceived her with his false love and broken promises. Now, her own mother and father have conspired against her, faking a ritual She couldn't forgive so easily maybe she would have if Ivan hadn't broken her heart the wounds ran up too deep and she wo
Ivan's heart squeezed with hurt when Maya ran away from him; he felt a physical sharp pang and hated himself.This was all his fault because if only he had been sincere with her from the beginning, maybe she would have understood and stayed. Maya's dad rushed after her without even sparing him a glance.I knew that even if somehow a miracle happened and he reconnected with Maya, her parents were not going to forget the deception. He felt so stupid for not doing things differently.She was on his mind every hour round the clock, and he missed her so much; he missed their conversations, silly jokes, and their whirlwind romance.A lump formed in his throat, and he was left with an emptiness that he couldn't shake off. If only he could go back in time.He held his breath when he noticed my house, Mom still seated at their table. She fixed him with a disgusted look, and that gaze was going to haunt him for a very long time. His feet were stiff and heavy as he approached her and was ready fo
Maya stood behind her parents in the rowdy airport terminal. Her parents were saying goodbye to the king and her aunt while she stood aloof, with her gaze fixed on the floor and her hoodie brought low, covering half of her face.Her aunt tried to joke with her boss. She didn't move or respond. The king placed a hand on Maya's shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze."I'm certain that someday you will find your happiness, you will see," he said to her, and she felt uncomfortable by that harmless sentence.Waved at the king before turning to leave, Maya followed them, and they stopped at his departure gate where their flight announcement board displayed their flight information.She didn't know whether to be happy or sad about leaving the park. A part of her was relieved to be escaping the pain and heartache, but another part was grieving the loss of what could have been.Ivan's mark was imprinted on her body, and no matter where she went in this world, they were a painful reminder.She be
Elen's anger boiled over; he couldn't believe what Beatrice was up to. This was like taking things to a whole new level. She stooped so low as to involve his sister, someone who considered her her best friend, and this is how she repays her: a disgusting piece of shit. Her logic was funny. Did she really think kidnapping Maya would make him like her? This wasn't some silly romantic comedy where the guy falls for the girl who stalks him or his family; this was real life, and she was going to be punished for it. But first, he had to save his sister from that unhinged girl and get her away from her as soon as possible. He only hoped that she wasn't hurt already. Beatrice was playing with fire, and she had no idea how much she had crossed the line.He held Jennifer's hand as they burst through the club's entrance, pushing through the crowded dance floor, and made a beeline for the VIP lounge, searching the exclusive area's entrance, but just as they reached the door, a bouncer stepped in
Just as they were thinking of the next plan of action, Elen's phone rang, and he hesitated, seeing Beatrice's name on the caller ID. His mind raced with thoughts of what she could want now. Her voice was frantic, and a wild, desperate cry burst from her throat and flooded the phone with a raw wail."Elen, please help!”Elen's heart raced like a jackhammer, pounding in his chest as his mind raced with worst-case scenarios."Beatrice, you need to calm down and tell me what is happening.”He gripped the phone tightly, his eyes locked on Jennifer, whose eyes were wide with fear."I... I don't know what's wrong. I woke up, and Maya had shifted into her wolf, and she... she's... oh God, she's attacking us! She's in her wolf form, and we can't control her! We're going to die.”At first, Elen was dumbfounded, his mind struggling to process the absurdity of Beatrice's claim, but a mental image formed in his head. He flung his head back and burst into a very loud laughter that mocked the very i
On the morning of Ivan's wedding to Emily, he woke up feeling trapped. His curtains were drawn, and he shut his ears to the onslaught of activities taking place downstairs.Ivan lay in bed, his mind racing with thoughts of the impending wedding. His parents and sister knew that he didn't want this wedding to take place. He didn't want to marry someone he didn't love, especially after experiencing the depth of true affection with Maya.Emily wasn't a bad person; she was far from it. She was innocent in all of this, but if only she could grow a spine and refuse to submit to this wedding, then they would both be free, and who knows, he might have another chance with Maya and do the right thing.His heart was heavy, and he doubted highly that this marriage was going to work. He didn't even respond to his best friend, who entered the room and warned him to get out of bed so they wouldn't arrive at the ceremony late."Damn it! I don't want to marry her! My mom's controlling everything and ha
Emily looked beautiful in her gown. It was a long white dress with a flowing train that had lace detailing, with a veil covering her face, but Ivan couldn't even look at her. His anger grew as she approached him, a smile plastered on her face.His anger grew as she approached him. Why would anyone willingly sign up to spend the rest of their life with someone who doesn't love them? Emily was acting like a puppet, and it was sickening.It was as though she never believed that maybe one day she could find her mate and fall in love for real. Her family controlled her, and she obeyed their every word.His anger grew when the elder began to emphasize marriage and its commitment. Ivan tuned out, his mind racing with thoughts of Maya and the life he was supposed to have. He couldn't bear to listen to the elder's words, knowing that the supposedly wise elder was supposed to see that he didn't want this marriage."Ivan and Emily, today you embark on a journey of commitment. Marriage is a sacred
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