Gaius. I stormed out of the room and the mansion in anger. Even though I knew Evelyn was only concerned about me, I was still hurt about the suggestion that she gave. How could she ask me to leave everything and live my life as if nothing happened? Did she think that my soul and spirit would find rest, knowing that my brother’s killer was still roaming around freely and that I could have done something about him?Hell no!“Alpha Gaius!” Someone called out to me, breaking me out of my thoughts. I looked up to find my Beta walking up to me. When he got to where I was, he smiled and slapped a hand on my shoulder to greet me. “I can see that a lot happened while I was not around,” I said to the man, looking around at the damage. He nodded his head to confirm my words and I sighed in defeat. “Alpha Cyrus was responsible for everything.” The Beta said.I sighed as I heard the name that made me lose my patience with Evelyn just a few minutes ago. And that was the man my mate was expectin
Evelyn. “I’m sorry,” he let out to me, holding me close and hugging me like his life depended on it. I stiffened, not wanting to be in close contact with him. At least not yet. The words he spoke to me that morning before he left were still fresh in my mind and there was no way for me to pretend like it didn’t hurt one single bit. Because it hurts. Of all the people I expected to talk down to me, he was not in any way included in that lane. Somehow, though, he managed to put himself in that category perfectly. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you with my words and actions.” He said again, hugging me even tighter. He didn’t mean to hurt me with his words? Yet he told me that what I had fur him, all my concerns, were nothing but silky?“Please forgive me.” He told me, still hugging me. I sighed and hugged him back. Even though I wanted to stay angry with him for a long while, I realized that I loved him too much to do that. It didn’t mean that I wouldn’t let him know what he did
Gaius. A letter from the council of Elders?What could be the urgency that they had to send me a letter instead of waiting till meeting time? I twirled the letter in my hands, looking at it from every angle as if that would give me the information needed. “What is it? Open it, let’s read,” Evelyn said beside me, also looking at the letter curiously. She inched forward to where I was and peeped again. I wassure that if it wasn't because of the people that were woth me, Ave works gave geavved the envelope from me and read the content."Hurry." She added when I didn't make the move to open the letter."I'm coming," I told her, already wanting to open the envelope.I heard someone cleared their throat and looked up at my Beta and he shook his head slightly, warning me secretly. I knew what he meant by the action - do not let her see. So, I turned to look at her and gave her a smile. “Hey, Kitty, how about you help cook dinner for me? I’m famished and I feel like eating something made f
Alpha Gaius. Finally, after walking around and trying to strengthen the walls and station more men around, we were finally done for the day. Tired but feeling fulfilled that all was able to work out, I went back to the mansion, knowing that Evelyn would still be waiting for me. I got in and saw her sleeping on the couch. I sighed and shook her to wake up, knowing that she must have fallen asleep while waiting for me to return. “Hey, Kitty,” I called to her when she stretched and opened her eyes. “You’re back.” She said, sitting up straight. I nodded at her, and patted her head gently. “What’s going on? What was in the letter?” She asked immediately. “Why were you sleeping on the couch? You should have slept in the room,” I said to her, still patting her head. I knew that she was curious about the letter but I didn’t want to tell her anything so that she wouldn’t get worried about all that was going on. “I was waiting for you.” She said, yawning. “What was in the letter?” She aske
Gaius. With the anger in me, I swiftly moved to the cell to interrogate the assistant manager and see if he would be able to produce the name of another person that was under the influence of Alpha Cyrus and working in my pack for the man. As I walked through the corridor of the dungeon, a voice called out to me from the dark cell. “Alpha Gaius.”I turned to the side to see the Elder that had revolted against Evelyn while I was away and left her in charge. I turned very well to look at her and hear what she wanted to say. “I didn’t know you were back, Alpha Gaius.” She let out in a somewhat surprised tone. She moved out of the dark and came to the entrance, the bar holding her away from her freedom. “Please get me out of here.” She pleaded. I took a good look at her and wondered if she was part of the people I thought I could trust but she wasn’t there as I thought. If not, I saw no reason why I would trust my people to take care of my pack and my Luna but they would end up being
Evelyn. “And on that note, I will be holding a coronation soon for Evelyn to become my Luna!” I heard the announcement the moment I arrived at the open field after Grace came to call me about my mate punishing one of the people who were the protesters during the attack. A coronation? For me to become the Luna officially?“That is such amazing news, Luna,” Grace said with so much excitement in her voice. “Now, everyone who looked down on you will all get it from the Alpha and they won’t ever say anything bad about you again.” She said, jumping up and down in excitement. I looked at Grace and all the way he was feeling excited and I felt bad because I wasn’t sharing in any of her joy and enthusiasm. While a coronation felt amazing to be held for me, I had the kind and thought that it was just not worth it. Of all the problems we had, coronation was just not part of them at the point. There were other pressing matters which required attention and urgent care. “Luna?” Grace called, s
Evelyn. “This one is hot on your body!” Alpha Gaius breathed against my neck, nuzzling his nose against my back, sending tingling tingles down my spine. I shivered against his touch and moaned in pleasure when he moved his hand against my breasts, and inched closer to him to give him closer access to the breasts. The clothes I was putting on barely covered the breasts anyway because of how transparent it was. “Hmmm.” The Alpha breathed. His hand squeezed my right breast while he licked my lips with his mouth. His palm played along my bare legs for a little while, then he moved them up to my thigh and he punched me lightly. "Ouch!" I said in faked horror. "What's the plan?" "The plan is for me to fuck the hell out of you," he paused in his words and kissed my neck. "And make sure you can't walk properly for the next two days after I'm done with you." I moaned softly. I knew he couldn't tell if his words had aroused me or if it was his wet tongue circling my neck. Whichever one
Gaius. There was only a day left for the coronation of the Luna. Once we were done with the crowning and all, I was ready to bash anybody who spoke ill of my mate. Compared to the punishment of the Elder, the punishment would be worse. “Is everything ready for tomorrow’s occasion?” I asked the Elder that was in charge of the ceremony. “Yes, Alpha Gaius.” He answered, nodding his head to support his words. “Good,” I said, nodding my head as well. When everything was discussed about tomorrow, I released the man to go on his own. I was about to call the person in charge of the clothes needed for the occasion when the Beta walked in, a gloomy look on his face. “Alpha.” He called in a solemn voice. I knew that something was wrong somehow. “What is it? What’s happening?” I asked, looking at him. The phone in my hand was long forgotten for its purpose. Silently, the man handed me an envelope. I collected it from him with curiosity and quickly opened it to read. I sighed when I saw tha
Evelyn's povThe scent was unmistakable. As soon as I opened my eyes, it hit me—the rich, comforting smell of the meals my mother used to make. It was a blend of herbs, spices, and something warm and hearty, familiar and safe. I could almost hear her humming in the kitchen, the sound that always seemed to follow the delicious aroma of her cooking. For a moment, I thought I had drifted back in time, back to when everything was simpler, when my biggest concern was running through the halls of the packhouse with my siblings, laughing and carefree.I rose slowly from bed, the lingering warmth of the covers against my skin making me want to sink back into them. But the smell pulled me out of my stupor, and I couldn’t resist. I slipped into my slippers and walked quietly down the hall, following the scent like a trail.When I entered the kitchen, my steps faltered. There, standing at the stove, was Clara. She was stirring something in a pot, her focus completely on the task at hand. I co
Evelyn's pov.The day felt heavy, as though the weight of everything I’d been struggling with had finally caught up to me.My steps were slow as I made my way through the corridors of the packhouse, my hand resting on my stomach. The baby inside me had grown stronger, more active, and yet I could feel the toll it was taking on my body.I’d been so caught up in the chaos of everything around me—Roman, my father, Gaius, and the constant pressure of the pack—that I hadn’t taken the time to care for myself.Today, I was going for my checkup, and I could only hope that the doctor would have some good news.Gaius walked beside me, his presence a constant source of comfort. His hand brushed against mine every now and then, a subtle reminder that no matter what was happening around us, I wasn’t alone.“How are you feeling?” he asked, his voice low and concerned.“I’m fine,” I said, though my words didn’t feel as convincing as I wanted them to. “Just tired.”“You need to rest more,” he said,
Evelyn’s P.o.vThe weight of uncertainty hung heavy over the room. Gaius, Lisa, Adam, and I sat in the study, the air thick with tension as we tried to piece together our next move. My father’s whereabouts—or what Roman believed to be his fate—loomed over every word spoken.“We need to consider the possibility that Cyrus has him,” I said, breaking the silence. My voice trembled slightly, but I forced myself to speak clearly. “If Roman isn’t lying, and if my father’s not dead, there’s no one else who would go to such lengths to keep him hidden.”Lisa nodded thoughtfully, her gaze sharp as she exchanged a glance with Adam. “It would make sense,” she said, tapping her fingers against the armrest of her chair. “Cyrus would gain leverage over you that way. And we know he doesn’t shy away from using people as pawns.”Adam leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. “If Cyrus does have him, we need proof before we act. Otherwise, we’re walking into a trap.”“I know that,” I replied, try
Evelyn’s P.o.vThe silence between Gaius and me stretched long and thin as the car sped away from my father’s packhouse. I couldn’t shake Clara’s words, her hesitant voice playing on a loop in my mind.He’s not coming back. Roman thinks he’s dead.No matter how many times I replayed it, I couldn’t accept it. My father—dead? No. It wasn’t possible. He was too strong, too clever to be taken down so easily. But the doubt wormed its way into my thoughts, gnawing at my resolve.Gaius’s steady grip on the wheel was the only anchor keeping me tethered to the moment. I could feel his glances, the weight of his concern, but I didn’t have the energy to meet his gaze. Instead, I stared out the window at the passing trees, their green blur doing little to distract me from the storm in my chest.“Evelyn,” Gaius said softly, his voice cutting through the hum of the engine.“I don’t want to talk about it,” I said flatly, not looking at him.“You’re not fooling anyone,” he replied, his tone gentle bu
Evelyn's P.o.vThe air in the packhouse was suffocating. My wolf moved uneasy beneath my skin, her unease mirroring my own as Roman stood before me, his expression a mixture of defiance and barely concealed fear. His hands were clenched at his sides, his jaw tight, but his eyes betrayed him. “I told you,” he said, his voice wavering despite his attempt at control, “I don’t know where Father is.” “Liar,” I said, taking a step closer. My voice was steady, but inside, my anger simmered, threatening to boil over. “You’re hiding something, Roman. Just tell me the truth.” “I’m not hiding anything!” he snapped, though his gaze darted to Gaius, who stood at my side, silent and imposing. Gaius didn’t speak, but his presence alone was enough to make Roman flinch. I narrowed my eyes, my wolf growling low in my chest. “Do you think I’m stupid? Do you think I don’t see through you? I know you know something. Stop wasting my time.” Roman’s lips pressed into a thin line, and he took a st
The faint glow of moonlight spilled through the window, casting a soft, silvery light over the room. I stirred, shifting restlessly against the sheets, my body heavy with exhaustion but my mind refusing to quiet. For days now, the nightmares had plagued me, leaving me weak and anxious.A low, soothing hum filled the room—a sound I realized came from Gaius. His arms were wrapped securely around me, his warmth seeping into my chilled skin.“Evelyn,” he murmured, his voice a deep rumble against my ear. “You’re safe. Just breathe.”I clung to him, my fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt as I tried to ground myself. The echo of the nightmare still lingered, a shadow at the edges of my mind, but his presence was a balm against the fear.“I’m sorry,” I whispered, my voice hoarse.“There’s nothing to apologize for,” he replied firmly. “You’ve been through so much. It’s no wonder your mind is restless.”I nodded weakly, the lump in my throat too thick to speak. Gaius shifted, his hand
Gaius’s POVThe council chamber was unbearably stifling, despite the faint breeze filtering through the high windows. My knuckles pressed against the smooth surface of the table as I locked eyes with the lead councilor. His expression remained neutral—too neutral—and I already knew what was coming.“After careful deliberation,” he began, his voice steady but devoid of any urgency, “the recording you provided has been deemed irrelevant to this case.”The words hit me like a cold slap, though I kept my expression steady. My wolf growled faintly in the back of my mind, mirroring the frustration boiling in my chest.“Councilor,” I said, my voice measured, though it took effort to maintain, “that recording exposes Cyrus for the manipulative liar he is. How can you possibly call it irrelevant?”A murmur swept through the chamber. Some of the other councilors exchanged uneasy glances, but the lead councilor remained unperturbed.“The recording lacks sufficient context,” he replied, folding h
Evelyn’s POVThe court hall was packed to the brim. The tension in the air was thick enough to taste, a mix of hushed conversations and the occasional snap of a camera shutter. I sat in the gallery, my hands clasped tightly in my lap, trying to ignore the whispers behind me.“Do you think Cyrus will get away with it?”“I heard he’s bribed half the council already.”“Gaius won’t back down. He’s not that kind of Alpha.”My wolf stirred uneasily, sensing the waves of doubt. Despite my faith in Gaius, I couldn’t shake the fear that Cyrus might wriggle out of this, just as he had with so many other schemes.The wooden doors at the back of the courtroom creaked open, and a ripple of murmurs spread through the room as Gaius entered, his presence commanding as ever. He didn’t glance at anyone, his piercing green eyes fixed straight ahead as he strode to his place. He looked calm, collected, but I could see the tightness in his jaw, the way his fingers flexed slightly as he adjusted his suit j
Cyrus’s POVThe sun streamed through the towering windows of my office, bathing the room in a golden glow. But its warmth did nothing to ease the chill running through me. My fingers tapped rhythmically against the polished wood of my desk, the sound sharp and precise, as I waited for the call.I had built this empire brick by brick, crushed every rival in my path, and climbed higher than anyone dared to imagine. Yet here I was, waiting for the Council of Elders to call me. My patience was wearing thin.The sharp buzz of my phone cut through the silence, and I snatched it up immediately. The screen displayed a single name: Council of Elders.I pressed the phone to my ear. “This had better be good,” I said, my voice cold and clipped.“Alpha Cyrus,” came a measured voice on the other end. It was one of the Council’s representatives—no doubt chosen for their ability to speak without emotion, to remain neutral. “The Council has reviewed the ongoing situation with Alpha Gaius Hartwood and