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
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
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
Georgia stood at a secluded spot as she watched her parents get ready.“Mom, how do I look?" Her sister, Serefina asked, admiring herself in the mirror that stood in front of her.“You look stunning my dear.." Their mother, Jane, replied by blowing a kiss at her daughter.Georgia's heart swelled with love and pride as she watched her family get ready for the evening's festivities. Serefina looked stunning in her elegant gown, and their mother, Jane, looked radiant in her own exquisite dress.Georgia felt grateful to be a part of such a beautiful, loving family.But as the moment passed, a pang of sadness hit her heart, if only she could be a part of them.She was ousted by her family.“Are you not getting ready?" Serefina asked, turning to Georgia.“I will... “ Georgia replied in a low voice." Then get going! “ Serefina snapped at her." Don't try to be unfortunate and make us late.. “ she rolled her eyes.Georgia straightened herself up and she walked into the closet to get dressed.
“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 fe
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
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
Morning came too quickly.The soft rays of sunlight filtered through the tall, arched window, brushing warm gold over the tangled sheets and discarded clothes strewn across the floor. Georgia sat at the edge of the bed, a sheet wrapped around her body like armor. Her back was to Jared. Her fingers were clenched tight, nails digging into her palms.Jared stirred behind her, the bed shifting beneath his weight. She didn’t look back. She couldn’t.Her heart was still racing.Her body still remembered everything.And that terrified her.“Georgia…” Jared’s voice was still husky from sleep. “You okay?”She stiffened. Don’t turn around. Don’t look at him. Just breathe.“I’m fine,” she said quickly, too quickly. Her voice cracked like a fragile shell.“You don’t sound fine.”There was a pause. Then, the rustle of sheets as he sat up behind her.“I…..I need to go,” she whispered, standing abruptly and nearly tripping on her own discarded boots. She clutched the sheet tighter, looking everywher
Georgia shoved him.Hard.Her palms hit Jared’s bare chest, the sound loud in the quiet room. For a moment, she thought he’d step back. But he didn’t. He barely moved. The only sign she’d done anything was the sharp twitch in his jaw.“Don’t,” she said, breathless. “Don’t do this to me.”Jared stared at her, his chest rising and falling, lips still parted from the kiss they had just shared.“Georgia”“I’m a weak Omega,” she snapped, pushing him again. This time, it wasn’t as hard, more like she was trying to push the memory away than him. “You said it yourself. Five years ago. In front of everyone. You called me weak when the Moon Goddess chose me to be your mate. Do you remember that?”His face froze.“I remember,” she whispered, her voice cracking. “I remember every word. Every look. Every second you made me feel like I wasn’t enough. Like I didn’t belong by your side.”Jared’s eyes darkened. Not with anger—but with guilt. Regret. Hunger.“I didn’t know how to handle it then,” he sa