My expression said it all. Lovely laughed wickedly and covered her mouth. "Oh my gosh, I can't believe a lowly omega like you is mated to royalty! How is this possible?"I so wanted to claw her flawless face."Lovely, you really don't learn a lesson. Get the hell out of here. Now," Lycan Steven's voice echoed in the secluded area."Not until you confirm what I said is true," Lovely replied, her voice serious now.Lovely stepped forward and tried to touch my face. I attempted to look away, but her grip on my chin was tight. "None of you will reply to me? Alright, then. Let's experiment.""Steven!" I hissed at him, trying to mask my nervousness with a laugh. "I don't understand why you royals are so obsessed with your titles in the world of packs.""Of course, we should be proud. We are rare breeds, unlike a lowly omega like you..." Lovely interjected.I was so done with her!"Yes, you have royal blood in your veins, but your attitude is worse than that of a lowly omega!"She suddenly s
Steven held true to his promise, but the thought of returning to my pack with him filled me with dread, knowing it would only fan the flames of gossip and speculation.What will I explain to Alpha Cosma?!The last thing I crave is the spotlight.But I know Steven, with his magnetic presence, seems to draw it effortlessly, not just within our own ranks but across multiple packs.To many, he's a prized trophy—a beacon of desire for countless women who yearn for the chance to be chosen as his mate.Throughout our car ride back to the Starlight Sentinels Pack, I remained enveloped in silence."We have arrived," Lycan Steven announced. He was the one who was driving the whole three-hour drive.His eyes were tired, but he hid it with a small smile. "You alright?"I nodded at him and attempted to open the door, but it was locked. My eyes bulged out when I saw him getting out of the car and running towards my door.As I watched Lycan Steven open the door of the gleaming, luxurious car parked
In my dream, I was running through the woods in the middle of the night. It was the same nightmare I had before when I thought about my mate, Lycan Steven, having sex with other women.It was so vivid that I screamed inside my room. Outside, Killian's voice could be heard, knocking on the door."Nathalie! Are you alright?"I was panting heavily. I grasped my hair, trying to remove the pain, but all I could feel was like ants crawling onto my skin.I don't know how Killian managed to get inside my room. He probably kicked it open. When he saw me, he pulled me into a warm embrace and kept murmuring in my ears, "It's going to be okay, Nathalie..."He is such a good friend."I wish I could do anything to ease the pain," he whispered beside me.Shutting my eyes tightly, I said, "There's nothing you can do. It will just go away in a couple of days..."What I said was true. I cannot do anything about it. Only my mother knows the exact recipe for the medicine she used to brew.And now... we a
"Are you suggesting that I'm having sex with other women in reality as well?" His question hung in the air, heavy with accusation. My response came out sharper than I intended, "Who knows?" The bitterness in my voice surprised even me. He sighed deeply, a sound that seemed to carry the weight of regret. "I'm aware that I shattered your trust in the past," he admitted, his voice soft yet earnest. "But I'm sincerely hoping for a chance to rebuild it. Nathalie, I'm being completely honest with you. The last time I was intimate with anyone... it was with you." I attempted to mask my astonishment with a scoff. "Really, Steven? Who are you trying to convince?" "I'm not trying to deceive you. It's the truth," he insisted, his gaze steady and sincere. "Fine, believe what you want," I retorted dismissively, leaving the statement to linger between us, a testament to the distance that had grown. I stood there, my heart pounding in my chest as I faced Steven. The air between us was thick
I bolted upright, heart racing, as I realized where I was—the unmistakable, dimly lit room of Lycan Steven.His scent filled the air. Panic surged through me, urging my body into motion. I couldn't believe I had ended up here again, in the lair of the lycan who haunted both my dreams and my waking moments.I scrambled to my feet, my hands shaking as I reached for my clothes strewn across the floor. Each piece felt heavy, laden with the night's memories, as I hastily dressed myself.My mind raced, thoughts jumbled and overlapping.The fabric of my shirt twisted in my haste, and I paused for a mere second to right it, my breaths coming in short, sharp intakes."You're awake," Steven whispered, his face giving me a grim look.I sighed. "Yes, I'm sorry about last night."His jaw clenched so hard. "You did not enjoy it?""I did. But that was just it. I was consumed by my lust."He let out a baritone laugh. "Lust?" he spat the word as if it were venom in his system.I slipped into my shoes,
I woke up to the ringing of my alarm and started my training. I wore my sports bra and black leggings to go to the hill. Jogging towards it felt like an eternity; a woman approached me with red hair."Hi, you are Nathalie, right?""Hey..." I said, catching my breath. She extended her arms. "I'm Ana. Ana Smith, one of the gamma warriors.""Nice to meet you," I said and smiled at her. She offered me her bottle of water. "Wanna drink?"I was still catching my breath.Damn it! The hill is so steep."No thanks, I have mine," I told her. She chuckled and said, "Alright, then. Do you want to compete?" she challenged me.I grinned at her and competed with her, but she had more endurance than me."I'm done!" I said and drank straight from the remaining water in my bottle. She laughed at me, "Come on, Nathalie! You can do it! Last lap!" she jogged beside me, but I was already out of air.When she suddenly stopped and nodded at someone behind me. "It's Killian..."I gasped, turned around, and sa
"What are you doing?" A deep, resonant voice cut through the silence, making me freeze. When I lifted my gaze, I was met with the sight of Steven, his unique hazel-green eyes capturing my attention immediately.I instinctively stepped back, only to feel his hand wrap securely around my waist."You're listening in, aren't you?" he teased, his lips curving into a knowing smirk.I tried to push him away, feeling my heartbeat quicken, but he was too strong."Quiet," he whispered firmly, covering my mouth with his hand to silence me. His grin widened as he leaned closer, his breath warm against my ear. "Did you come here to spy, or was there something else on your mind?"Steven's straightforwardness could be overwhelming at times.My face heated up with a blush, thankful for the shadows hiding my embarrassment. I shook my head in denial, but Steven's mischievous smile told me he wasn't convinced."Let's leave before they realize we've caught on to their plan to oust me," he said, his tone
Startled awake by an unexpected quiver in the night, I turned to find Lycan Steven beside me, his body convulsing gently, lips tangled in a dance of mumbled curses and fragmented pleas. His brow was slick, drenched in a sheen of sweat as if he'd been running through his nightmares rather than lying beside me.The rapid rise and fall of his chest indicated his accelerated breathing, each breath a shallow, ragged gasp as though air itself was scarce in the landscape of his nightmare. Occasionally, a soft moan or a stifled cry would escape his lips, the audible manifestations of his anguish."Hey, Steven..." I whispered again, my voice laced with concern.Despite my gentle tone, he jerked away, his eyes snapping open, wild and unseeing. For a moment, he didn't seem to recognize me, his gaze darting around the room in panic."It's me, it's just me," I hurried to reassure him, my voice steady but soft, hoping to pierce through the haze of his terror.He blinked rapidly, his breathing still