“Then I don't need to regret anything either,” Alice said, as he grabbed her ankle and pulled her closer, hovering over her reclined figure on the sofa.Her eyes were darker in colour than her usual eye colour, which puzzled him. Was he seeing things or had her eye colour actually changed?He slid his hand, his thumb rubbing her eyelashes. She looked so beautiful, especially the way her eyes looked.He felt like he was dreaming. That's how beautiful she appeared to him.“You're handsome, Alpha,” Alisha whispered softly.“Alpha?” Alice muttered, trying to understand what she meant by "Alpha."“Yes, my Alpha,” Alisha repeated, her words carrying a dominating tone.“Did you forget my name, Alisha?” Alice asked in shock, feeling a bit agitated that she was calling out another man's name while with him.Who was this damn Alpha?As far as he knew, there hadn't been any man before him in her life. So where did this Alpha come from?“You're my Alpha, only mine,” Alisha said as she wrapped her
The words fell into Alice's ears, and he realised she wasn't coming to her senses anytime soon.It was frustrating to see her like this, more annoying than anything remotely sexy.He tried to steady his breath, feeling helpless as Alisha, the same girl he fell for, now claimed to be someone else entirely. At first, he thought it might be an act, her innocence masking her true colours.But now, he thought about considering mental health, it didn't add up.How could her eye colour change? That wasn't a symptom of any mental illness he knew of.And why was she calling herself a wolf? It made no sense when she looked completely human.“Alisha, I think you need to sleep, clear your head,” Alice suggested, hoping some rest might bring her back to herself.Like in his office, after fainting, she'd returned to normal. That's all he wanted for now – her to be back to herself, agreeing that she was Alisha, not some animal or him as an Alpha.“Didn't you want to watch porn with me? What's with
"I don't think we'll be able to find my daughter. What are we going to do now?" Mary, visibly stressed, asked from her seat in Daisy's house.That day, during their conversation, Mary eventually understood that Daisy simply wanted to help her, despite some initial blame.Every parent loves their kids, but Mary could see that Daisy genuinely wanted to assist her.So, she agreed, and they both exerted their best efforts to locate Alisha.Daisy inquired with everyone and visited all the places they could think of over the past two days, but to no avail.Now, seated in Daisy's house, both Mary and Daisy struggled to brainstorm, to no avail."I don't know what to say. I've done my best, but nothing seems to be working. It seems like we won't be able to find them unless Alice himself shows up. It's hard to predict his actions," Daisy sighed, looking drained.With no sleep for the past two days, both Mary and Daisy appeared fatigued and anxious."We can't do anything. Who knows what your son
In the penthouse,Alisha sat beside Alice on the bed, her sleeping form cradled in his arms. The stress of the past two days weighed heavily on him.When she confessed she wasn't Alice that day and he offered her a massage, she fell asleep and hadn't woken since.He had briefly considered taking her to the doctor first, but quickly dismissed the idea. He didn't want Edward to find out he was there, fearing he'd tell Daisy, something Alisha wanted to avoid.He refused to let any other doctors near Alice, not trusting them. So, he waited, ensuring she stayed hydrated with some watery substances and tending to her needs while also eating to keep his energy up.But if she didn't wake today, he decided he'd take her to the hospital. Her health couldn't be compromised any further."Angel, please wake up. You're scaring me. I'm here, desperate to see you open your eyes. Please, don't do this," Alisha whispered, his voice heavy with sadness and emotion.He'd never felt this way about anyone
Alice gently laid her sweaty body on the bed, then hurried out of the room to fetch her some water.Alisha glanced around, feeling dizzy and unwell.She'd never felt this exhausted before in her life.And the worst part? She couldn't remember much of what had happened or why Alice looked so stressed when he saw her.It was as if she'd woken up after an eternity, her body feeling like it had been asleep forever.It reminded her of the time she'd passed out at Alice's office, but this felt even worse.Now, she felt like her body was falling apart and everything was a mess.Her whole body felt sticky and dry, which only made things worse.‘What's happening?’ she wondered, her mind struggling to piece things together.Ever since she'd met Alice, or rather, since he'd forced himself into her life, things had changed.He spoke to her inappropriately, touched her without permission, and now she had no recollection of what happened.It made her feel like he was casting some sort of spell on h
"Then let's go there. First, you need to bathe. If you don't mind, maybe... I can bathe you?" Alice asked, feeling uncertain about how to broach the subject.Alisha's eyes widened as she heard him ask for her permission, something he had never done before when bathing her.Now that she had agreed to go to the beach and have lunch, she hoped it would lift her spirits, as she felt like she was wasting away in this bed.But she was taken aback by his sudden politeness. She hadn't expected this from him.He was acting like a good boy, but she knew he was not innocent. He was a devil.And yet, here he was, hesitating to ask if he could bathe her. It felt awkward.But she couldn't bathe herself, her body wasn't cooperating at all.She wanted to do it herself, but looking at her current condition, she knew she couldn't manage it.So she simply nodded and said, "Okay, bathe me."Alice smiled as he lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bathroom.Ten minutes later, he had bathed her and
Alice doesn't want to overwhelm her with the fact that he literally has the details about her before he even gets his hands on her. From the orphanage to every detail, but that detail now seems somewhat lacking. The way Alisha experiences episodes and displays different traits, along with her few likes not mentioned in the file he acquired.He needs to confront his assistant to demonstrate how incomplete information can lead to dire consequences."You're right. I don't know a lot of things about you, but perhaps I can learn them eventually, as we spend more time together. I'll get to know you better over time," Alice says with a radiant smile.Alisha feels like she's lost in his smile. She's never seen him smile like this before, especially at the beach, where his expressions appear softer, and his smile gives him a pleasant look."That's correct. You don't know everything. I'm not even sure if I want to spend more time with you. I'm only here because I don't want Mother Mary to se
Alisha's eyes widened as she registered that he had just said he loved her.She had never had a boyfriend, but she knew what love was.It's selfless.The same kind she showed to her Mother Mary and the orphanage kids.How could he love her? He had just hurt her, and now naming it as love was something beyond what she could comprehend.Alice didn't react to her words, knowing she wasn't lying about her feelings on the topic love. He didn't know how to do it.But somehow, what he felt about her fell under love.Maybe in his own twisted way.He wouldn't argue with her about what he felt or what it should be called.That wasn't him. He could only express his feelings in one word.He couldn't explain it in the same way of love she wanted from him.“I do love you, sweetheart. That's why, despite disrespecting me so many times, you are still breathing just fine. I don't think anyone else would be doing that if it weren't you,” he explained, his hand grabbing hers as he played with her finger
Alice’s gaze burned into hers, wild and desperate, as his fingers found the delicate string of her wedding dress. With a slow, deliberate pull, the fabric loosened, slipping from her shoulder. He pressed his lips to her bare skin, his breath hot against her. Alisha gasped, her head tilting back. "Agh..." Her voice broke into a breathy moan as a shiver ran down her spine. His hands traced down her arms, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. "You're beautiful," he murmured, voice thick with longing. Alisha's fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. "Then show me," she whispered.His lips traveled lower, trailing soft kisses along her collarbone. The loosened fabric of her dress slid further down, pooling at her waist, exposing the warmth of her skin to the cool night air. Alisha’s breath hitched as his hands traced slow, teasing circles along her sides. Every touch sent sparks racing through her veins. “Alice…” she whispered, gripping his shirt and tugging him closer. He
"I do." The words spilled from Alisha’s lips as she stood at the altar with Alice. Six months had passed, and so much had changed. They had returned to their normal life with Daisy and Mary. The battles, the burdens—they were behind her now. She still remembered the conversation she had with Maya six months ago when she told her it was better for 'her' to lead the pack. Alisha had never wanted that responsibility. She only wanted to live a simple, normal life. Maya had disagreed at first, but eventually, she understood Alisha’s choice and accepted it. Since then, Alisha and Alice had stepped away from the chaos and reclaimed the life they once had. And today, standing before everyone, was proof of how far they had come—because today was their wedding day. "You may now kiss the bride," the priest announced. Alice’s smile stretched wide as he leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Can I?" His hands rested gently on her waist, his touch reverent. He still couldn't believe t
“Amm.” Alisha moaned, her body aching as she tried to move. With effort, she forced her eyes open, blinking against the dim light. Her gaze landed on Alice. Alice was sitting beside her, but his eyes were closed, his posture slumped in exhaustion. “Alice…” Her voice came out hoarse, barely above a whisper. He jolted upright instantly, eyes flying open, and within seconds, they brimmed with tears. Damn emotions. He hated them—loathed them, even. But seeing Alisha like this? He couldn’t stop them. After so long… she was finally awake. His chest tightened with overwhelming relief. “Angel.” His voice cracked as he sobbed. “You’re awake.” Alisha swallowed, her throat dry. “How long… have I been sleeping?” “You were in a coma.” He pressed the call button beside the bed before looking back at her. “It’s been over a week.” Within minutes, the doctor arrived and checked Alisha over. “She’s stable now. Her wounds will heal with time,” he assured them before stepping out. Alisha’s ga
“You need rest, Alice.” Maya ran a hand through his hair, her face as hollow as the corpse he sat beside. A week had passed, yet none of them had moved on from what happened. Alisha was still in a coma. Maya herself couldn't calm her nerves. She had killed her own husband with her own hands. Even if it had been necessary, the nightmares wouldn’t let her forget. Not just because he was her mate—but because she had loved a man like him. A liar. The cause of her suffering. Of everyone's suffering. Mostly Alisha, who had lost everything. And they still didn’t know when she would wake up. Jackson had already explained everything to the pack, but explanations didn’t erase guilt. Alice said nothing, his gaze locked on Alisha’s lifeless form on the bed. The images of that day wouldn’t leave him. They played on repeat, like a broken radio, and the more he thought about them, the more he blamed himself. But he knew—blame wouldn’t change a thing. All he wanted was for her to wake up. If
Lima looked at Jackson, tears welling in her eyes. “If I could, I would have. But I’m old, and my powers are weak after living with wolves for so many years.” Alisha thrashed against her restraints, sobbing as she watched Alice being beaten to the ground, blood pooling beneath him. 'Please!!' she pleaded in her mind. Aman sneered. “He’s human. But aren’t you royal blood? Is this how you save your mate?” He yanked her head back and slammed it against the chair. Alice coughed up blood. “Motherfucker!” He saw the crimson streak trailing down Alisha’s face, and despite the agony wracking his body, he tried to crawl toward her. Another brutal blow sent him back down. Aman laughed coldly. “Yes, I am a motherfucker. But your mother’s not my taste. This bitch might be, though.” Alisha squeezed her eyes shut. She had to save them. Somehow. Could her wolf help? She had royal blood—would it be enough? 'You just have to trust me. Even cursed, I will do anything to save our mate and every
Alisha listened in silence, every word slotting into place, making the picture clearer. The puzzle was finally forming—pieces falling exactly where they belonged. “And we wanted power, so we helped,” Lucas and Harmis laughed in unison. Why wouldn’t they? From being worthless rogues, they had risen to Alpha and Beta. They had enjoyed that power for years. And after today, they would keep enjoying it—until death took them. Maya frozen, tears streaking her face, her eyes locked on Elk. Utter betrayal. The weight of suffering crushed her chest, making it hard to breathe. Levi’s scream cut through the air. “How can you do this, Dad?!” Her voice cracked as she turned to Rish, who looked just as shattered. Heartbroken. Aman chuckled, his grip still tight on Alisha’s hair. “Didn’t he already tell you?” Alisha barely heard him. Her gaze was fixed on Alice. She understood Maya’s pain—because she felt it too. Knowing Alice’s father was responsible for her being an orphan? That was one thin
“Who the hell are you?” Maya screamed, struggling against the ropes, her pulse hammering in confusion. Why the hell were they all tied up? She remembered sitting at home, sipping tea with everyone. Then—nothing.And now, she was here. Tied up.“I never thought you’d be this dumb, Maya.” Aman scoffed. “You don’t even remember me?” Maya’s mind raced. Who was this man? Why had he been talking to Alice on the phone, demanding the key? Her gaze darted to Alisha—pale, wide-eyed, bound beside Levi and Rish. Aman stepped toward Alisha, dragging a rough fingertip along her cheek. “So, you’re the last royal blood,” he mused, his voice laced with amusement. “Gotta say, you’re just as beautiful as your mother.” Alisha flinched, nausea rising in her throat. Every nerve in her body recoiled. “Leave her!” Levi and Rish shouted in unison, straining against their restraints. Jackson, silent until now, felt something click in his memory. His jaw clenched. “You’re the rogue,” he murmured. “The o
Alice reached the house and stepped inside. "Alisha, where are you?" he called, glancing around. Silence greeted him. Maya, Jackson, Rish, Levi—no one was there. His chest tightened as he moved from room to room. Everything looked normal, except for the stillness. It didn't make sense. Frowning, he pulled out his phone and dialed Maya. Tring… ring… After a few rings, someone picked up. "Maya, where are you? Where’s Alisha? Why is no one home?" A voice answered—but not Maya’s. "Because they’re with me." His blood ran cold. The voice was unfamiliar, nothing like hers. "Who is this?" "Aman here. I gave you plenty of time to handle your bullshit, but you didn’t. So now, it’s my turn to do what I promised." Alice’s eyes widened. No. This wasn’t how things were supposed to happen. Alisha can’t find out the truth—not like this. Not when he won’t even get to tell his side. He couldn’t even imagine how this would end. "You son of a bitch," he snarled, gripping the phone tighter
Alice’s eyes filled with tears as the pain he had buried for years tore through his heart. The weight of everything he had hidden threatened to consume him, and before he could stop them, the tears began to fall. His whole life, he had fought, using pain as his motivation. He hated how much his mother had lost in raising him. The man who should have stood by her had left—for another woman. But now, he understood. After everything he had learned about mate bonds, about the way the world worked… he could see it clearly. His father had left for his mate. The hatred he had buried for so long surfaced, but now, a question clawed at him. ‘Can I even hate him?’ Maybe for killing his Angel parents, yes. But what about the miserable childhood he endured? The broken family he grew up in? Move on? His mother wanted him to move on? *Can I?* “Let me ask you… did you ever move on, Mom?” Alice asked, his voice thick with emotion. He let his tears fall freely, feeling the warmth of his mother