AshantiThe silence in the garden was extremely oppressive and I inhaled a stutter, wondering what my fate was going to be. What the hell was I thinking to have opened my mouth to tell Bianca that I was Lycan? I barely knew her and this could blow out of proportion so easily. I closed my eyes and sighed deeply through my nose, then took another deep breath to calm myself down. Her face was white as a sheet and she stared directly at me. I could feel my heartbeat quickening when I met her intense gaze. She hadn't said anything yet and it was fucking uncomfortable. I swallowed hard and tried again to speak “I’m… I'm sorry.”She raised her hand to stop me. “Were you sent to destroy Chadwick?" she asked, voice choked with a fear I'd never expected to hear.“What? Of course not. I swear on my mom's grave that I'm not with his father's group. And don't forget I said I am a Lycan and not a werewolf.”The horrific notion of being behind Chadwick's trouble disgusted me. Of course, if this
AshantiChadwick's smile broadened in approval. He looked like someone who'd won a million dollar lottery after he had gotten over the surprise that I was chatting with his mom.I, on the other hand, felt a bottomless peace and satisfaction. It was beyond explanation, and things were finally beginning to look up, except for the secret that Chadwick had yet to find out. It was still surreal that his mother accepted me after finding out about my Lycan heritage. I expected the opposite from her: maybe a horrified shriek or, worse still, an outright exposure. She took it well and accepted me for who I am. I was extremely grateful for that. After spending a considerable chunk of the morning with us, Bianca got up to leave, picking her bag off the floor. “That reminds me, Chad, were you invited to Sharon's wedding?”Chadwick looked up from his laptop in confusion. “Which Sharon are you talking about?”His mother didn't even need to respond because Chadwick's eyes flipped full open in sho
AshantiShifting into my wolf form in day time was the strangest thing I’d done in years. Ever since I began living among humans, I made sure to always shift at night, no matter how pressing or desperate I was to run for safety.Unfortunately, my greatest fears had come to haunt me in an even worse way than I'd have ever imagined. The Lycans had found me and escaping them was going to be a miracle. I ran as fast as my wolf's legs could carry me through the road, trying not to look back and hoping that they'd stop following me. Every part of my soul screamed at me to stay on high alert but fear and panic kept me moving.I could hear the Lycan voices behind me, taunting me with their laughter heavy with sarcasm, and they rushed forward with a possessive desperation to catch me. My heartbeat pounded loudly in my ears as I dodged and weaved between cars parked along the side of the road. I ran into the road hoping that if I veered hard enough to miss them, I'd be able to slip through and
ChadwickFeeling mentally numb and paralyzed as a result of this shocking blow, I clutched my hands together tightly and tried to stop them from trembling. All I could hear was a ringing in my ears, and the sounds around me were muffled as if I were wearing earplugs. My brain stopped working and my thoughts were blank because what the flying fuck just happened?The very unbelievable image of Ashanti, the woman I fell in love with so deeply and passionately, transforming into a wolf in my presence replayed in my mind.It was scary that this same person I thought I knew was nothing more than a stranger. Blinking fiercely to see if it was all in my head, I leaned against the wall to control the dizzy spells that threatened to consume me. I realized how utterly idiotic I must have looked to Ashanti for not figuring out who she was. But how was I supposed to know? She was more human than any other woman I've ever seen – at least in my perspective - curvy, beautiful, soft.There was nothi
It was impossible to breathe in this airtight van. My nose was stuffed with the thick scent of blood from the bruise on my cheek. I could feel the warm wetness of sweat trickling down my face and neck like water and the taste of iron clung to my tongue.My heart burned with sorrow and wild grief. This was punishment for becoming very relaxed and exposing myself to the public. Two of the abductors sat in front and the third one sat beside me at the back. The driver turned up the van's cassette player, whistling and nodding his head to some noisy metal music that added to the headache that threatened to burst my skull.It didn't help that the bastard over me was so messy, littering the back seat with wrappers and soda cups. I put my hands over my ears and pressed against the window in hopes to block out the thoughts in my head. My irritation grew, but what could I do? I sat there, numb and tried to focus on breathing through my nose and keeping calm.But when the scent of Lycan energy
My father's housekeeper, whose name never stored in my memory, was a middle-aged male. He burst through the door, and the abductors pushed me forward."Look who decided to return to the nest. Princess Ashanti has graced us with her presence, though she needed a bit of... persuading," he said, his jaw slackened in shock, while the house helps behind him whispered among themselves. The housekeeper regained composure before speaking."The king has been quite clear about not wanting any disturbances. But this, this will certainly brighten his day. Good, take us to him, let him see the little runaway we brought home," one of the abductors instructed.The housekeeper had the guts to smile at me and say, "Princess, we've missed you dearly, your return is—" My response was sharp. "In your miserable life, don't you ever use that term on me."The poor guy was shocked at my response but remained quiet. Overhead, abductors laughed at my overreaction.The closer we got to the study, the more my fe
ChadwickHaving no choice but to report to the police, I drove to the station, experiencing a deep and painful sorrow, and hoping that I could get out of this mental fog and find Kira. In the lobby, a glass partition stood before me, creating a barrier between me and the stoic officer who didn't look like he loved his job.I wiped the sweat trickling down my neck with a handkerchief, anxious as fuck."Excuse me," I began, trying to keep my voice steady despite the panic gnawing at my insides. "I need to report a missing person. My girlfriend, Ashanti, has gone missing."The officer looked up, his face mildly inconvenient. "Missing, you say? How long has she been gone?""Six hours,” I replied, my trembling fingers gripping the edge of the desk."Six hours, huh?" The officer drawled, finally setting his magazine aside. "And you're just now reporting this?"I bristled at the question and glared at him with burning reproachful eyes. I knew that losing my temper now was very dangerous so I
AshantiLike a bad joke, Seth Darkwood's second attempt at marrying me was inching closer. The festival had spun for two days. The house was decorated elaborately and the feast could feed the whole Lycan pack. My extended family was here for the traditional pre-wedding party. The maids adorned the hall with marigolds and jasmine. My aunties' outfits were embroidered with gold threads and my uncles were dressed in long togas and joined the feast as the dancing group performed choreographed dances, entertaining the guests. I was dying inside and didn't know what to do. Now that all eyes were on me and security was extra tight, there was no hope to escape. I watched my family and the top members of the Lycan community devour spiced lamb kebabs with biryanis infused with saffron, and an array of dishes and desserts. Everywhere buzzed with excitement and activity. My bitterness grew so big that it almost exploded as I watched everyone have fun. Uncles gathered in the courtyard, playing
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
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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