Carl sat alone in his office, a glass of whiskey in his hand, his thoughts dark and troubled. The room was dimly lit, the only sound being the faint ticking of a clock on the wall. He took a slow sip, the burn of the alcohol doing little to dull the frustration churning inside him.Elena.Her name alone sent a wave of longing through him, a yearning that had only grown since she left his pack. She had been his, or at least, he had always thought she would be. But then Damien came into the picture, sweeping her away, and now she was bound to another Alpha. An Alpha Carl knew he could never truly compete with, at least not in strength or status.But that didn’t mean Carl had given up. He wanted her back, and he was willing to pay any price to make it happen.Amelia’s plan had given him a glimmer of hope. She wanted Elena gone just as much as he did though for entirely different reasons. Amelia wanted to eliminate Elena so she could have Damien, but Carl wasn’t interested in that. His go
Carl stood at the window for what felt like hours, staring out over his territory, the wilderness stretching endlessly beyond the horizon. His mind was lost in a labyrinth of dark thoughts. The pull he felt toward Elena was no longer something he could simply brush aside. It consumed him,ban ache so deep it twisted his gut every time he thought about her with Damien.His mind wandered back to when Elena was still in his pack . She had been quiet, unsure of herself, yet there had always been something about her that drew him in. Even then, he knew there was more to her than met the eye. He had sensed it, felt it like a faint spark of power waiting to be ignited. And now, knowing she was in Damien’s arms, knowing that spark has turned into something more, something dangerous, drove Carl mad.The thought of another Alpha touching her, claiming her as his mate, was more than Carl could tolerate. It felt like a personal betrayal, even though Elena had never been his. Not really. But she sh
Damien stormed through the corridors of the pack house, his mind racing with the weight of what he’d just discovered. The revelation that his mother had known about his blood lust awakening all along hit him like a blow to the chest. For weeks, he had struggled in silence, hiding it from everyone. especially Elena only to find out his own mother had kept quiet, observing him without a word.He reached his mother’s chambers, not bothering to knock. The door swung open, and Mrs. Lauren looked up from her place near the fireplace. Her sharp eyes flicked over her son’s tense form, immediately sensing the storm brewing within him."Damien," she greeted him, her voice calm but wary. "What brings you here so suddenly?""You knew," Damien said bluntly, his voice thick with restrained anger. He stepped forward, his gaze locked onto hers, daring her to deny it. "You’ve known all this time that my blood lust has awakened, and you didn’t say anything."Mrs. Lauren sighed softly, placing the book
The door to his mother’s chambers closed with a soft click, but Damien’s mind was anything but quiet. He stalked down the dimly lit hallway, the shadows cast by the flickering sconces matching the turmoil inside him. His mother’s words echoed in his mind, filling him with more questions than answers. He clenched his fists, frustration and fear swirling within him. He had spent so long shielding her from the truth, thinking that by keeping his secret, he could protect her from his inner demons.But now it seemed that she might be linked to those very demons.He made his way through the corridors of the pack house, his thoughts racing. He needed answers—about Elena, about her past, about the truth behind her presence in his life. But he couldn’t rush this. He couldn’t risk alarming her or pushing her away with his growing doubts. He had to protect her, even if that meant facing whatever truth lay buried in her past.Damien reached his private quarters, the large wooden doors swinging o
Amelia stood just outside the door of Damien’s chambers, her heart racing with a mixture of dread and exhilaration. She had come to confront Damien about the new dynamic with Elena, but instead, she had found herself inadvertently eavesdropping on a conversation that could change everything.Pressing her ear against the wooden door, she strained to hear the soft murmur of voices inside. The gentle sound of Elena’s laughter floated through the crack, mixing with Damien’s deep timbre. But as she focused, the lightheartedness faded, replaced by a tense discussion about blood lust and Elena’s mysterious past.“It happened the day I met Elena,” Damien’s voice echoed in her mind, sending a cold shiver down her spine. The weight of his admission hit her hard. If Elena was tied to Damien’s blood lust, she could use that knowledge to her advantage.Amelia’s heart raced with a mix of envy and resentment. She had always known Elena was different, had sensed the growing bond between her and Damie
Elena sat in the quiet of her room, her hand resting gently on her stomach as she stared out the window, lost in thought. Over the past few days, she’d been feeling different. Small waves of nausea in the mornings, a heightened sense of smell, and a tiredness she couldn’t shake off. At first, she dismissed it, thinking it was just the stress from the tension between the pack and Amelia's plotting. But deep down, something else stirred within her, something undeniable.The realization hit her like a flood. She was pregnant.Her breath caught in her throat as she sat upright. The thought of carrying Damien’s child, his Pup overwhelmed her with emotions she hadn’t expected. Excitement mingled with fear, but the love she felt for Damien and the life they were about to bring into the world pushed all her worries aside. She needed to tell him.Her heart pounded as she made her way to Damien’s Office, where she knew he was finishing up his pack duties. The moment she stepped inside, Damien l
The days following Elena’s revelation were filled with a new kind of tenderness between her and Damien. Every moment they spent together was precious, as if they were guarding a beautiful secret between them. Damien’s protectiveness over her grew stronger, though he did his best to maintain their normal routine around the pack to avoid arousing suspicion.They shared fleeting glances at meals, secret touches when no one was watching, and at night, Damien held her close, his hands often resting over her growing belly as they lay in bed. The bond between them seemed deeper now, a quiet promise of the family they were creating.One evening, while they were alone in the pack’s private garden, Damien sat with Elena under the stars. His fingers laced with hers as they talked about the future.“Have you thought about names?” he asked softly, looking over at her with a gentle smile.Elena chuckled, leaning into his side. “I’ve thought about it a little. But we don’t even know if it’s a boy or
The warm rays of the early afternoon sun filtered through the large windows of their private quarters. Damien had taken the day off from his usual Alpha duties, deciding that Elena needed some much-deserved pampering. After all, she was carrying their child, and nothing was more important to him than making sure she felt loved and cherished every step of the way.Elena, now several weeks pregnant, sat comfortably on the plush sofa, a soft throw draped over her. The subtle swell of her belly was just starting to show, and though she felt the weight of her responsibilities as Damien’s mate, today was about relaxation. She hadn’t been feeling too well that morning, and Damien had noticed. Determined to lift her spirits, he planned a day solely dedicated to her.Damien entered the room quietly, holding a tray laden with fresh fruit, pastries, and herbal tea made specifically to soothe her morning sickness. His steps were confident but gentle as he placed the tray on the table beside her,