“What nonsense.. “ Georgia heard him hiss in danger as she wondered why he acted that way. She always wanted to meet her mate the moment she clocked eighteen but that never happened and she received multiple insults from home, but there he was holding her and she could feel the strong connection between them.
Suddenly, everything made sense. The strong connection, the feeling of belonging, the rush of happiness. Jared was her mate. And she was his. She looked into his eyes, and she saw the same nothing but hatred Jared was the Alpha of the blue moon pack. The man who was hosting the party. "I can't believe it," she whispered, feeling so happy not caring about the hatred she had perceived from Jared, she felt happy that she'd finally get a mate to love her but what came next broke her completely. “The moon goddess can't be serious.." he chuckled as his voice vibrated in the whole room. “A weak Omega like you can never rule beside me..” he shook his head dismissively and Georgia felt her heart shattering to pieces. Georgia felt like someone had stabbed her in the heart. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. “You're not good enough for me! “ He said distastefully. " An Omega like you can never be able to protect her people.. “ he shook his head looking at Georgia with so much hatred. He was glad when he felt the mate bond, but never expected it to be a nobody. He hated Georgia and did not hide that. Georgia felt her heart shattering even more at his words. She knew that as an Omega, she was seen as weak and unworthy by many. But she had always believed that she could prove them wrong. She could be strong, she could be capable. But now, her own mate was telling her that she would never be good enough. "Why?" she asked, her voice breaking, as a tear dropped from her eyes. “What's your name?" He asked her in a curt tone but Georgia kept quiet. “I'm asking a question!!! What's your name!!!” He yelled so hard that everyone flinched feeling a cold spine run through them. “Georgia Brooke” she replied in a shaky voice. “I, Jared Cameron, the Alpha of the blue moon pack, reject you, Georgia Brooke of the blue moon pack as my fated mate.." And that was it. Georgia felt a pain coursing through her body. Georgia gasped as she felt the rejection, like a thousand knives stabbing her all at once. She fell to her knees, clutching her chest as the pain intensified. She felt her heart breaking, her soul shattering. She had never felt such agony, such despair. She looked up at Jared, pleading with him, but he looked away. The people in the room were stunned, some whispering among themselves, others shaking their heads in pity. Georgia felt like a broken doll, discarded and forgotten. The one person whom she had hoped would understand her, who would love her, had rejected her. With tears in her eyes, she turned to leave. It was the biggest embarrassment ever, getting rejected by the king. She was about to leave, when someone grabbed her. “Where do you think you're going?" It was Serefina. “I'm going home.." Georgia replied in a low voice. “I wish. Dad said that you should not leave this place. He's so mad at you. You disgraced the family today. Huh! You should hang yourself Georgia, you're so unlucky.." Serefina fired at her, she loved the look on her sister's face when she was rejected and she wanted Georgia to remain at the party to embarrass her. “Don't leave orders from dad!” She warned as she let her sister go before walking away from her to try and accomplish her mission that night. Seduce the king and gain his favor.. Georgia wiped the tears off the corner of her eyes, her father would definitely lash out at her at home. She really wanted to be away from everyone, right at that moment, clutching her bag tighter, she made her way upstairs. She wanted to have a quiet time alone. ….. Jared groaned as his beta and friend helped him get inside a room as he helped him sit on the bed. “Find me a woman.." he gritted his teeth, the drug his brother used to Spike his drink was already having its effects. The beta Caleb looked at him in surprise. "What?" he asked, not sure he had heard correctly. Jared looked at him, his eyes wild. "You heard me," he said, his voice hoarse. "Find me a woman. Any woman. I need to have sex, and I need to do it now." " Okay, I will do that.. Caleb rushed out of the room, after looking around the hallways, no one was in sight, they were all downstairs. Then his eyes caught the backside of a lady. Without thinking twice, he sneaked up on her, as he covered her mouth before taking her to Jared's room. The room was dark and they couldn't see her face as she struggled with them. The woman thrashed and fought, trying to free herself from Caleb's grip. But he was strong, and he held her fast. He left immediately after delivering her to Jared. Jared pounced on her the next second, his manly instincts and the drug effects taking over him. The woman screamed, trying to fight him off, but he was too strong. She felt like a trapped animal, and she was filled with fear. He ripped off her clothes and she begged him not to do what he wanted, all her pleas fell on deaf ears as Jared planned to compensate her the next morning. “Please don't, stop, please!" She cried helplessly. Jared was rough and hard as he forced himself on her, not listening to her pleas, she went quiet the moment she felt him tear through her hymen. She felt it was over at that very moment and just allowed him to do whatever he wanted with her as silent tears flowed down helplessly from the corner of her eyes. She felt violated, and she could only pray that it would be over soon. But it seemed like it would never end. He was relentless, and she was powerless to stop him. She felt like she was being destroyed, piece by piece. It continued till she slowly lost consciousness.Georgia woke up in the middle of the night, feeling pains all over her body. She stood up weakly from the bed, put on her clothes, and slowly left the room. Last night was a nightmare for her, she was raped by a stranger as he drove in and out of her repeatedly that night. She couldn't even see his face. Could her life get any worse? From being rejected to getting raped. She was the perfect definition of bad luck. Georgia's body felt heavy, as though each movement took all her strength. She stumbled out of the room, feeling disgusted and irritated. She tried to remember the face of who had raped her, but couldn't. He left her there like the heartless beast he was after he used her like he wanted. It was already night almost morning, the party was over. She had no idea where her family was, all she knew was that she had to get out of there, to find somewhere safe. She made her way down the hall, trying to remain quiet so as not to alert anyone to her presence, slowly and slowly sh
Georgia sat on the cold ground, hugging herself tightly. The door slammed shut behind her, and cruel laughter erupted from inside. "Finally, the disgrace is gone!" Serefina sneered. "Did you see her face?" another voice mocked. "She actually thought someone would believe her lies. A forced pregnancy? Please. She probably spread her legs for anyone who asked." "Filthy slut," someone muttered. Georgia clenched her fists, nails digging into her palms. She wouldn't cry. Not here. Not now. “She got what she deserved,” another voice chimed in. “What kind of woman doesn’t even know who the father of her child is?” "She’s lucky Alpha Zane didn’t have her executed," someone added. A sharp giggle rang out. "Maybe that’s why he rejected her that night. He must’ve realized she’s been sleeping around," a woman said, her voice laced with amusement. "Of course! No Alpha would want a used-up whore," another voice sneered. Laughter erupted around her, echoing like cruel whis
The warmth of strong arms wrapped around Georgia, pulling her from the abyss of unconsciousness. She was barely aware of the soft murmurs, the gentle hands smoothing back her tangled hair."Georgia… Can you hear me?"The voice was familiar. Soft yet urgent.Her eyelids fluttered open, but the world was blurry. Shadows danced around her, and her body felt like lead, too weak to move. A shiver wracked her frame, and something warm was draped over her."You're safe now," the voice whispered.A face came into focus. Big brown eyes filled with worry. A familiar warmth."Anna…" Georgia rasped.Anna’s face crumpled with relief. "Oh, thank the Goddess!" She pulled Georgia into her arms, hugging her tightly. "I thought I lost you!"Tears slipped down Georgia’s cheeks. The weight of everything, the rejection, the humiliation, the pain, came crashing down all at once. A broken sob tore from her throat, and she clung to Anna as if letting go would shatter her completely.Anna rocked her gently, w
"Wake up! Wake up!”, Georgia!" Anna’s voice was frantic, shaking her hard. "You’re burning up!" Georgia gasped, her body jerking awake, and her eyes flying open. Sweat drenched her skin, her body trembling violently. Pain clawed through her, deep and relentless. The memories… the nightmares… they never left her alone. She barely registered where she was until Anna cupped her face, forcing her to focus. "Stay with me, G. Breathe," Anna commanded, her tone firm yet desperate. Georgia’s chest heaved as she sucked in ragged breaths. The scent of damp earth and old wood filled her nose, the tiny cabin Anna had found for them, hidden away from the pack. Safe. For now. But she wasn’t safe. Not from herself. Her hand instinctively went to her belly, feeling the tiny swell beneath her palm. The reminder sent a wave of nausea rolling through her. "I can’t do this," she whispered, her voice barely there. Anna’s eyes darkened. "Yes, you can." "No, Anna! I can’t!" Georgia pushed
The pain hit out of nowhere. Georgia gasped, her body curling in on itself as a sharp, unbearable pressure wrapped around her belly. For a second, she thought it was just another cramp, another one of those miserable pains she’d been getting for weeks now. But then it came again, stronger this time, ripping through her like claws dragging down her spine. Her breath hitched. No. No, not today. She wasn’t ready. Her hands trembled as she clutched her belly, her heart hammering so hard it felt like it might burst. The baby, no, the babies, they weren’t supposed to come yet. She still had time. Didn’t she? Anna was outside hanging clothes when Georgia’s legs suddenly buckled beneath her. A strangled cry tore from her throat as she collapsed onto the wooden floor. "Anna!" Her voice was hoarse, desperate. Footsteps pounded against the floorboards. The door slammed open. "Georgia?" Georgia couldn’t answer. Another contraction ripped through her, and this time, her vision bl
Georgia's body was numb, her breath shallow. She was falling, deep, heavy, sinking into nothingness. But something yanked her back. A sound. Small, fragile cries. Her babies. Her eyes snapped open, her vision blurring before sharpening again. The wooden ceiling above her swayed, and for a second, she didn’t know where she was. Then the pain hit. Her entire body ached like she had been trampled by a pack of wolves. Her arms felt weak, trembling as she pushed herself up. The weight in her lap shifted, and she looked down. Three tiny bundles. Her heart clenched. They were safe. A choked sob rose in her throat as she touched each of their faces, their warmth grounding her. She had survived. They had survived. "Georgia!" Anna’s voice was sharp with relief, and a second later, hands gripped her shoulders. Georgia turned, blinking at Anna’s worried face. "You scared the hell out of me!" Anna exhaled heavily, running a hand through her disheveled hair. "I thought you"
"Who’s there?!"Georgia’s voice cut through the silence, sharp and commanding. She spun around, her heartbeat hammering against her ribs. The cabin door stood slightly open, swinging ever so gently as if someone had just slipped inside, or out. Her grip tightened around the blade in her hand. She had locked that door. The night air slithered in through the gap, carrying the scent of damp earth and something else… something rotten. A footstep. Soft. Slow. Deliberate.Her blood ran cold. She wasn’t imagining it. Something, or someone was in here with her. The wooden floor creaked. Another step. Her eyes darted toward the shadows near the cupboard. A shape moved, shifting ever so slightly. Georgia’s breath caught in her throat. Her fingers flexed around the knife handle as she took a step forward. Creeeak.Another step.Her instincts screamed at her to wake the children, to run, to fight, but she refused to panic. Instead, she forced herself forward, inch by inch, u
“I can't do this, Anna."Georgia's voice was sharp, her pulse pounding in her ears. She clenched her fists, the letter still crumpled in Anna’s trembling hands. The fire crackled behind them, casting flickering shadows across the cabin walls. Anna took a desperate step forward. “Please, Georgia. I need you. I can’t do this alone.” Her voice cracked, the raw emotion behind it twisting something deep in Georgia’s chest. “You don’t understand.” Georgia’s throat tightened. “If I go back… I’m not sure I’ll ever leave again.” Anna shook her head violently. “No. That won’t happen. You’re not the same girl you were back then. You’re stronger. You’ve built a life. You’ve built a family.” She gestured toward the small room where the triplets were sleeping soundly. “You are *not* weak anymore, Georgia.” Georgia swallowed hard, her body tense. Anna’s voice softened. “Look, I swear, you won’t have to see them. You won’t have to face anything you don’t want to. I just… I just need someone
Chapter 47"Mommy!" Keira's cry sliced through the stillness of the night.She stumbled through the winding paths of the palace garden, her small hands clutching at the bushes as if they'd lead her home. Tears blurred her vision, hot streaks running down her face as she choked on sobs."Kelvin! Kelsey!" she cried louder, voice cracking. "Where are you?!"She had run. Her little heart couldn't take the shouting, the fear, the way Caleb's voice boomed and echoed like thunder. She just wanted to hide. She didn't mean to leave her brothers behind. She didn't mean to get lost.Now, everything around her was dark and strange. The flowers didn’t smell like the ones at home. The garden paths were too neat, too long, too cold.Her knees gave out as she collapsed beside a marble fountain, curling in on herself and wrapping her arms around her legs. She rocked gently, trying to steady her breathing."Mommy…" she whispered, broken. "Please find me..."A soft rustle. Footsteps. Calm, slow, sure.J
"Oh no, you can’t come with me," Georgia said firmly, kneeling in front of the triplets as they stood in their pajamas, eyes wide with hope. "Your mommy is working as a maid in the palace. It’s not a place for kids to run around.""But why not?" Keira’s voice cracked. "We’ll be good. We won’t make noise. We just want to see where you go.""Yeah," Kelvin added, clutching the hem of her coat. "You said we’re a pack. Packs stay together."Georgia sighed, brushing Kelsey’s curls from her eyes. "You are my pack. But this isn’t a fun visit. It’s work. And it’s dangerous. There are people in that palace who wouldn’t think twice about hurting someone like you.""Someone like us?" Kelsey whispered, her bottom lip trembling.Georgia felt her heart twist. "Someone without power. Without protection. I need you to stay here, be safe. Please, for me.""When can we come?" Keira asked, blinking fast to stop the tears."Soon," Georgia promised. "Next time I visit, if things are safer… I’ll bring you w
Georgia felt it before her phone even rang.That flutter in her chest. That ache she couldn't quite name.When Jared’s name lit up her screen, her breath caught, not from fear this time, but from something deeper. A pull she didn’t want to resist anymore.She stepped out onto the porch and answered, her voice soft and breathy, almost like a confession. “Hey.”Jared’s voice poured through the line like warm honey. “Hey, baby. You okay?”God, how could three words sound like a warm embrace?“I’m… getting there,” she said quietly. “It’s been a long day.”There was a pause on the line. The kind that said more than words ever could.“Didn’t want to push,” Jared finally said. “Just needed to hear your voice.”The way he said it, low, reverent, almost worshipful, made her heartache most beautifully.“You miss me?” she asked, leaning against the porch railing, eyes closed.“More than I should,” he replied without hesitation. “More than I know how to hide.”Her lips parted, a soft breath e
Chapter 44 It was a brown new day, Georgia sat up slowly, the scent of warm pancakes and something sweet, maybe syrup or cinnamon, drifting through the cracked door. Laughter echoed faintly from the kitchen below. The triplets. Their giggles had always been the best alarm clock.Georgia pulled the blanket tighter around herself and let her eyes wander across the room. A photo of her pregnant self with Anna, both of them in oversized hats, smiled from a dusty frame on the dresser. Her throat tightened. So much had changed. She got dressed slowly, slipping into a soft cardigan and jeans, brushing her fingers against the dresser’s edge like she was gathering strength from every memory carved into the wood.Downstairs was loud. Beautifully, wonderfully loud. “Mom! Mom! I made you toast but I licked the butter first!” Kelsey announced, proudly holding up a half-eaten slice. “You what?” Georgia gasped, laughing as she caught the toast and pulled her daughter into a hug. Kelvin sat
I’m home! Who missed me?” Georgia called out as she stepped out of the car, her voice light with forced cheer, but her eyes scanning the surroundings with a quiet longing.The breeze welcomed her instantly, warm and gentle, brushing against her skin like a familiar hug. The scent of wildflowers, fresh earth, and sun-warmed grass swirled around her as she stood still for a moment, breathing it all in.She closed her eyes briefly, letting the moment sink in.It had been so long, too long, since she’d felt anything close to peace. No deadlines. No Jared. No Seraphina. No pretending to be fine.Just this place.The countryside looked just as she remembered it. The winding road, the small wooden gate, and the rose-wrapped cottage just ahead, glowing under the lazy afternoon sun. The gravel shifted softly beneath her feet as she took a slow step forward, her heart beating a strange rhythm in her chest.“I missed you too,” she whispered under her breath, even though no one had answered her y
“As long as you’re with me, we’ll face this together,” Jared said, his voice steady but fierce. “You’re the one I love, Georgia. Not Seraphina. That part of my past is dead.”Georgia hesitated, eyes dropping to the floor. “But…”“No buts,” Jared interrupted, gently lifting her chin so she met his gaze. “Don’t forget, I’m still the Alpha. And when it comes to us, I decide what stays, and what doesn’t.”A flicker of defiance flashed in her eyes, but she only nodded. “Alright… if you say so.”She stepped back, her voice softening. “I should get going. There are chores I’ve been assigned, and I don’t want more trouble.”Jared let her hand slip from his. “Fine. But Georgia, look at me.”She paused at the door, turning halfway.“I meant every word,” he said. “And if anyone dares question my loyalty to you, they’ll answer to me.”Her lips curled into the smallest smile. “We’ll see if you still mean that when Seraphina starts playing games again.”She left before he could respond, leaving him
Chapter 41“What?” Georgia screamed, panic rising in her voice. “Attack from where?”Jared suddenly burst into laughter.She blinked, confused and angry. “What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you laughing?”He stepped closer, chest heaving, eyes burning with something darker than humor.“From your heart, Georgia,” he said, voice dropping to a husky whisper. “Your love is making me go crazy. That’s how my heart rings for you, like a damn alarm. Loud. Wild. Unstoppable.”Her breath caught.His hands cupped her cheeks. “Every time you’re near me, it’s chaos. I can’t think straight. Can’t fight straight. Can’t even sleep without dreaming about you. And last night”He didn’t finish.He didn’t have to.She felt it too.Georgia took a shaky step back, trying to catch her breath. “You’re insane.”“Only for you,” he said, stalking toward her again. “Tell me you didn’t feel it. Last night. Just tell me, and I’ll back off.”She didn’t say anything.Couldn’t.Because yes. She felt it. Still f
The night air was cool, but Georgia’s skin burned.She stood in front of Jared’s door again.No apron. No linens. No excuse.Just herself.Her bare feet were quiet against the stone floor, her hand trembling as she reached for the handle. She didn’t knock this time. She just… walked in.Jared was shirtless, fresh from the training yard, a towel around his neck and sweat still glistening on his chest. His eyes snapped to her the second the door creaked.“Georgia?” His voice was low. Rough. Cautious.She didn’t speak.She couldn’t.She stepped forward. One, two, three small steps. Then stopped. Her breath hitched in her throat. Her fingers curled at her sides.He dropped the towel, muscles flexing as he moved closer. “Say something.”She shook her head.He frowned. “Then what are you doing here?”She looked up, finally meeting his gaze. “You said you’d fight for me.”He stilled.“I’m not ready,” she whispered. “But I don’t want to run anymore.”Jared’s eyes darkened, the hunger in them
“I need to stop this,” Georgia whispered into her trembling hands.The dim glow of the candle flickered against the stone walls of the palace’s service corridor. Her heart still pounded in her chest from the dream or hallucination; she wasn’t even sure anymore. Jared hadn’t come into the room. He hadn’t said those words. She had imagined every second of it.And that terrified her more than anything else.Because it meant she wanted it. Wanted him.Even after everything.Even after being discarded like an afterthought five years ago.She rose from the war room chair, smoothing her apron and tying it tightly, almost as if binding her feelings in place. No more of this. No more foolish fantasies.She was a maid. A palace maid. She had no place in an Alpha’s heart, especially one like Jared’s...✿..✿..By midmorning, Georgia was in the East Wing, arms full of fresh linens and polished silver trays. She moved quietly from one room to the next, nodding politely at the guards, ignoring the