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Leena’s POVThe lingering scent of wolfsbane filled my nostrils again, sharp and smoky, taking me back to the deadly trap Alvin and I narrowly escaped earlier today. My wolf stirred uneasily, her instincts on high alert. Something wasn’t right. Kelvin, my supposed mate, claimed it was just sweat from working all day, but his explanation didn’t sit well with me. How could he smell of wolfsbane unless he had been handling it?My thoughts spiraled as I stared at the door he’d disappeared through to "freshen up." Questions flooded my mind: Why would Kelvin smell like wolfsbane? Had he been near the room? And if so, why? None of it made sense, but before I could dwell further, the sound of commotion drew my attention.I turned toward the entrance of the hall just as Alvin stormed in, his presence commanding and furious. My heart skipped a beat. He was dragging someone behind him—a man struggling in his grip like a criminal caught red-handed.The room fell silent, all eyes fixed on Alvin an
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Leena’s POVThe moment Kevin stormed in with a gun pointed at Alvin, my breath caught in my throat. I froze, the shock crashing over me like a tidal wave. My mind raced, trying to process what I was witnessing, but nothing made sense. Kevin’s face was twisted in anger, his eyes blazing with a cold determination that I didn’t recognize.“Kevin,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “What are you doing?”“I mean it, Alvin,” Kevin growled, his voice low and dangerous. “Leave her, or I’ll kill you right here, right now.”My heart sank. The man standing before me didn’t feel like the Kevin I thought I knew. He was someone else entirely—a stranger. His aggression, his threat—it all pointed to a darker side of him I had never seen before.“Kevin, stop this!” I pleaded, stepping forward. “Put the gun down!”But Kevin wasn’t listening. His gaze remained fixed on Alvin, his grip on the weapon tightening.“Leena and her pack are mine,” he declared, his voice cold and unyielding. “You can’t stop me,
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Leena’s POVI stood frozen, my heart pounding, as the realization hit me with the force of a tidal wave. Alvin was my mate. My true mate. The glowing bond that now linked us proved it. And yet, as I turned to Kevin, a strange and unsettling feeling settled in my chest.Something was wrong.I couldn’t ignore the sense of attachment I had felt for Kevin, but it didn’t feel the same—not even close. The bond I had with Alvin was deep, natural, and undeniable. But with Kevin? It felt… forced, like an echo of something that wasn’t truly there.As my wolf howled in delight, Kevin’s furious voice cut through the air like a blade.“No!” he roared, stepping forward. His face was twisted in anger, his eyes wide and wild. “This can’t be! Everyone, you all saw it—Leena was bonded to me first! Right? You heard her admit it, Father!”I turned to Mr. Nelson, who stood at the center of the room, his expression grave. His brows furrowed in thought, and his lips pressed into a thin line. “This is… compl
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Leena’s POVThe room spun around me as if the air itself had been poisoned. Everything seemed to happen at once—one moment, I thought I’d found peace in finally accepting Alvin as my mate, and the next, I was thrust into a whirlwind of deceit and chaos. My wolf howled inside me, her emotions mirroring mine—confusion, anger, and betrayal.How could Kevin, the man I once thought I was bonded to, stoop so low? An enchantment? Black magic? My chest tightened as Alvin ripped the cursed necklace off Kevin’s neck, exposing his lies. The shock that rippled through the crowd was palpable, their murmurs buzzing like an angry hive around us. I clenched my fists, trembling from the weight of it all.“Kevin…” I whispered, my voice laced with disbelief. “How could you?”Kevin’s gaze darted to me, his face contorted in a mix of shame and desperation. “Leena, it’s not what it looks like! I—I can explain,” he stammered, his voice barely audible over the mounting tension in the room.“Explain?” My voic
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Leena’s POVKevin’s hands tightened around my neck, his grip like an iron vice. My breaths came in sharp, shallow gasps as he strangled me, the cold edge of the knife digging deeper into my skin. A warm trickle of blood slid down my neck, and a wave of dizziness threatened to pull me under. My wolf screamed within me, clawing to surface, but Kevin’s hold made it impossible to focus.I struggled against him, thrashing, but his grip only tightened. “Kevin,” I rasped, my voice barely audible. My eyes darted to Alvin, who stood a few feet away, his body trembling with rage, his glowing eyes fixed on me. His jaw clenched so tightly I thought it might shatter.“Kevin, let her go!” Alvin roared, his voice reverberating through the room.Kevin let out a low, humorless laugh. “The more you come closer, Alvin, the more I’ll kill her. Do you hear me? Choose! Her life or yours!” His voice was unhinged, filled with a desperation that sent chills down my spine. “I’ll take her with me, Alvin. Dead o
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**Leena’s POV**Alvin groaned softly as I helped him into the room, his weight leaning slightly against me. Every step we took made my heart race, not because I couldn’t handle it but because of the vulnerability etched across his face. He wasn’t the arrogant, commanding Alpha I had once despised. He was hurt, raw, and somehow, that made him more real to me. “Sit down,” I said softly, guiding him to the edge of the bed. His lips tightened as he obeyed, wincing slightly. The sight of his pain made my chest tighten, guilt gnawing at me. Was this my fault? I opened the drawer and pulled out the first-aid box, my hands trembling slightly as I rummaged through it. **Focus, Leena. He’s hurt because of you. Don’t mess this up.** Finally, I found the antiseptic and bandages, and I knelt in front of him, carefully avoiding his gaze.“This might sting,” I warned, pouring the antiseptic onto a cotton pad. “I’ve had worse,” Alvin replied, his voice steady but his eyes holding a flicker of amus
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Leena’s POVThe moment his hands touched me, I felt like I was being pulled into an unseen force. Alvin's grip on my waist was firm, unyielding, as he tugged me closer to him. I couldn’t escape. His scent overwhelmed me, his warmth seeped through my clothes, and his eyes—those deep, stormy eyes—locked onto mine with an intensity that stole my breath away. His lips parted slightly, and I could feel the electricity between us, the tension so thick that I was certain I could feel the pulse of it in my veins.“You’re wrong about my father,” I blurted, desperate to break the hold he had on me—emotionally and physically. My voice was shaky, uncertain, but I wasn’t going to let him keep pushing me. Not when it came to this.Alvin’s grip tightened for a brief second, as if to make sure I wasn’t going anywhere. He looked at me, his brows furrowing slightly, confusion flickering in his eyes. “What do you mean?” he asked, his voice low, tinged with disbelief.I stood there, caught between anger
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### Leena’s POV When Alvin told me the truth about what happened to my father years ago, I didn’t want to believe him. Every fiber of my being screamed that it couldn’t be true. Yet, the conviction in his voice made it impossible to deny. His eyes, a storm of emotions, bore into mine as he said the words that shattered my fragile perception of the past. I felt my chest tighten, and an invisible weight pressed down on my heart. The truth had a way of cutting deeper than any blade. I didn’t know why I felt so conflicted. Part of me wanted to run away from him, from this truth he had just laid bare. But the other part—the one that sought answers, that craved understanding—kept me rooted to the spot. We sat on the edge of the bed, the silence between us humming with tension. His hand brushed against mine, a mere whisper of a touch, but it sent a spark shooting up my arm. I glanced at him. Alvin’s jaw was tense, his lips pressed into a thin line as if he were bracing himself for my r
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Kira couldn’t understand it—couldn’t control it. Every time she was around Cooper, her heart raced like a drum being beaten in a war zone. The way her breath caught in her throat whenever his eyes met hers wasn’t normal… or was it? She didn't know. But one thing was clear—this man affected her in a way she couldn't explain. There was something about him. Something… familiar. She had tried to brush it off countless times, convincing herself it was just a fleeting attraction. But the more time she spent with him, the more convinced she became that she had seen his face before—maybe in another life or a forgotten dream. The contours of his jawline, the storm in his eyes, the way he moved—it all stirred a strange longing in her chest. And yet… no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t remember where she knew him from. Earlier that day, when the chaos broke out and she’d nearly collapsed from the pressure, he had been there for her. No questions asked. Just like that, Cooper had ste
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Kira was too stunned to speak when the furious customer stormed into her shop, his face flushed with anger and his voice booming across the cozy bakery like a thunderclap."You!" he barked, pointing a trembling finger at her. "What kind of poison are you selling in here? Every single person who ate that tray of cupcakes from your shop is now down with explosive diarrhea! My café is practically a war zone!"Kira blinked rapidly, trying to process what she had just heard. Her hands froze on the rolling pin she was cleaning, and for a moment, her breath caught in her throat.“Wait… what?” she asked, eyebrows furrowing in disbelief. “Are you serious?”The man leaned across the counter, his eyes bloodshot and wild. “Do I look like I’m joking? I’ve had to shut my entire kitchen down because of your contaminated cupcakes! This is going to cost me thousands!”Kira's mouth parted slightly, her heart thumping unevenly. She shook her head slowl
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Kira was bustling with energy that morning. Her auburn curls were tied into a loose bun, and a hint of chocolate flour still dusted her cheek—something she hadn’t noticed in her mirror rush to open shop early. Her café smelled like a dream: vanilla bean, warm cinnamon, and her bestselling dark-chocolate cupcakes fresh from the oven. She had already sent out most of her morning orders and felt a rush of satisfaction. Things were finally looking up. She glanced at her phone—no message yet from Mr. Cooper. Kinda odd… she thought. She had asked him to drop by today just to help out for a couple of hours. After all, he insisted on being involved, even though she had told him the night before, “You don’t have to come every day, Mr. Cooper. I’m sure you’ve got a million other things to do.” He had smiled that charming, mysterious smile and replied, “But I’ll come anyway. Just in case you need me.” Yet here she was, stirring frosting in a big silver bowl when her phone rang. It was his dr
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Eva was born with anger etched into her soul, jealousy threaded through her veins, and rage clinging to her like a second skin. It wasn’t fair—it was never fair. Why was it always her?Why was it always Kira?They had grown up together—best friends, sisters in all but blood. They shared secrets, dreams, even built a bakery together from the ground up. Brick by brick. Recipe by recipe. Laughter and tears, failures and triumphs—it had all been a shared story.Until Cooper walked in.Eva’s chest rose and fell rapidly as she sat on the edge of her bed, staring at a photo of them when they were younger. Kira’s smile was wide, radiant. And her own? Cropped out by her trembling fingers as she crushed the photo. She had loved Cooper for years—silently, painfully. But now, every time she turned around, it was Kira in his eyes.Kira.Again.Why is it always her?It didn’t matter that Kira had met him first. Eva belie
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The thought of what he said kept wiggling in her ear like a persistent fly refusing to leave. Kira stirred the thick cream on the counter, her brows furrowed in confusion, her bottom lip tucked beneath her teeth. How did he know they were dead? The question echoed louder each time she tried to drown it. She didn't even know Cooper well—he was a stranger, or at least he should be. And yet he spoke with such certainty, such intimate knowledge. Her mind swirled with possibilities. He doesn’t even know them... does he? Her heartbeat accelerated as she glanced at him, trying to read his expression. Cooper stood at the other end of the bakery, his arms crossed loosely over his chest, eyes locked on her with an unreadable look. Calm. Still. Almost too composed. Kira clenched the spatula tighter. “How do you know they’re dead?” she finally blurted, voice shaky, her eyes darting toward his face for an answer. “You didn’t even know them.” Just as she finished speaking, Cooper tilted his head,
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At first, it had been subtle. Kira couldn’t quite pinpoint the moment when she started looking forward to seeing Cooper’s face, or when his constant smile stopped annoying her and started making her chest flutter.There was something about him—so playful, so carefree. He always had this crooked grin on his face, like he knew a secret the world didn’t, and it made her feel safe. She caught herself smiling more when he was around, brushing flour off her apron with a hum or laughing louder at his silly jokes than she probably should’ve.Kira had told herself a thousand times—he’s a good guy. Not once had she seen him with any of the gangs terrorizing the city lately. No suspicious calls, no strange visitors. He wasn’t like those monsters burning down shops and demanding payments from struggling business owners. Cooper was... different.At least, that’s what she wanted to believe.Unbeknownst to her, Cooper was more than just the friendly neighbor with a dimpled smile and a fondness for h
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The past few days—no, weeks—Kira couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. Her thoughts circled like a restless storm, always coming back to the same haunting questions: Why does it feel like my best friend is turning against me? Why is my boyfriend suddenly so angry? So distant? Her brows furrowed as she wiped down the already spotless counter in her bakery. The smell of vanilla and buttercream filled the room, but even the sweetness in the air couldn’t soften the bitter taste of confusion that lingered in her heart. The unease clung to her like flour dust on a black apron. And ever since she met him—that mysterious man named Cooper—her life had taken a strange turn. Cooper, with his slick black suits and a car that probably cost more than her entire shop, had walked into her life like a gust of wind—smooth, confident, and almost too good to be true. He had offered her a deal too generous to be ignored, promising to invest a life-changing amount of money into her bakery.
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Kira arrived at her bakery that morning, determined to open early. She had received multiple orders from clients who wanted cakes and other baked goods, and she needed to get started right away. Recently, she had bought an ice cream machine, something she had been excited to introduce to her shop. The moment she posted about it online, the demand for ice cream cups skyrocketed, and now she had to meet her customers' expectations. As she approached the entrance, she shifted her bag onto her shoulder and reached into her pocket for the keys. But just as she was about to unlock the door, she felt it—a distinct tap on her shoulder. Her breath hitched, and she spun around so fast that her long, dark curls bounced over her shoulder. Her heart pounded. Someone had definitely touched her. But when she turned, there was no one there. The street was empty except for a few distant passersby who were too far away to have been the culprit. A chill ran down her spine. *Was I hallucinating?*
