DEXTER'S POVShe held my gaze for a long moment, her eyes were so calm that I almost believed I still had a chance.And then, with quiet finality, she spoke."You are my past, Dexter," she said. "But Zordon is my present and my future. I will build with him."The last shred of hope inside me crumbled into dust.The hall felt suffocating. The deafening cheers of the crowd, the way they celebrated my loss, made my stomach twist with fury and despair.My mate, Daisy, had just chosen another man over me.Without remorse or pity, Zordon stood tall, his arm instinctively wrapping around her waist, staking his claim. He didn't even have to say anything. He had already won.I forced my legs to move, every step feeling heavier than the last. The weight of my own failure pressed down on me and my pride shattering beyond repair.The doors loomed ahead, an escape from the humiliation, but just as I reached them, a hand grabbed my wrist."Dexter, what was that all about?"I turned my back to see K
DEXTER'S POVThe words hung in the air between us, heavy with implications. My wolf bristled at the idea, but deep down, a part of me sought vengeance.I had been wronged.Xavier leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Together, we can make Zordon suffer. We can take everything from him, just as he took everything from us."'Revenge!' The word burned in my mind.I thought of Daisy, of the way Zordon had looked at me as if I were nothing. I thought of the way the crowd had cheered when he claimed what was mine.Maybe it was time to stop being the man who lost.And start being the man who took back what was his.I met Xavier's gaze, my voice a low growl. "I'm listening."Xavier's lips curled into a slow, sinister smirk. "Good," he hummed. "Then let's talk about how to break him immediately."I crossed my arms, my wolf still restless beneath my skin.I stared at Xavier, the war inside me raging.'You rejected her first, Dexter. You sold her in exchange for power, so you have to deal
KENDRA'S POVI waited for Dexter to accept my lips in a passionate kiss and then pin me on the bed and fuck me until the sun came up, but he surprised me when he caught my wrist, his fingers boring into my skin as he pried my hand away from his body. "No!" his voice was cold and commanding, sending icy shivers down my spine."Dexter, why are you doing this to me?" I asked, surprise flickered over my face. "I am your true mate. The one the Moon Goddess paired you with." "I don't want you anywhere near me, Kendra. My life has been cursed ever since I met you," he grunted. "Just go away," he ordered.The words cut through the air between us. And another shiver crawled over my skin. Not just from his tone, but from the sheer force of his rejection.I lifted my gaze, searching his face for an expression that wasn't this ruthless detachment. But Dexter's face was so rigid, like it was carved from stone, showing he had no sympathy for my feelings. "Dexter," I whispered, my voice trembling
KENDRA'S POV"You are crazy and dead wrong," Dexter's eyes snapped to mine.I let out a laugh, trying to conceal the anger in my heart. "That's right. It was never about me, was it? It was about the position she held. The Luna of the Deathclaw Pack. You hated she had the power, that she held the title of being his Luna and not yours. You think she was supposed to be yours to claim."Dexter's entire body tensed, his breathing uneven. For the first time, I saw hesitation flicker in his gaze.He took a slow step forward, his hands trembling before he clenched them tighter. "You don't know what you're talking about."I tilted my head, watching him carefully."Say it, Dexter." My voice was softer now, almost pleading. "Say you feel nothing for me. Say, you never loved me," I dared him.He stared at me. His face seemed easy to read now, but then, like a switch flipping, his face hardened once more."I feel nothing for you." Each word was slow, meant to pierce straight through me.I nodded,
ZORDON'S POVI experienced a whirlwind of thoughts while I escorted Daisy to her bedroom. It wasn't until I felt her body stiffen that I noticed my hand was on her lower back. I was trying to steady her because she was still trembling from the rush of the events of the gala. Her breathing was heavy as she scrambled away from my hold to go sit on her bed. I locked the door behind us. I stared at her, trying to figure out what she was thinking, but I didn't have to wonder for too long. I could feel her dilemma. She was hurt and angry because of him.I waited for her to speak, since she hadn't said a word since I helped her inside my car and drove her back to the mansion. Different emotions which I couldn't place my hand on ran through me as I continued to study her. Her eyes were staring in the distance, not really focused on anything in particular. It was almost like she was in a trance as she sat there, not moving. A quick gust of wind came in through the open windows, scattering h
ZORDON'S POVDaisy's breath caught in her throat as she lifted her head, her eyes growing wide in shock at how close our faces were. I couldn't help it as I sniffed in her scent like a cocaine addict. She smelt like ripe guavas on a hot summer's day. "You smell delicious, Little Bunny," I confessed. I leaned in, pressing my nose to hers and letting our lips connect gently. She let out a gasp and took a step back, almost falling over in the process.I grabbed her wrist, yanking her up and forward until our bodies collided. My hands curled around her waist unknowingly as she gulped, her glossy, pink lips slowly parting."Why do you always run from me?" I challenged her. "It's not like we haven't kissed before.""I know that, but we shouldn't kiss again." She tried to wiggle from my hold, but I wouldn't let her. "And why is that?" I asked her. She tried to form words but couldn't. "Didn't you like the way I kissed you earlier?"As she looked up at me, her eyes displayed rage rather t
ZORDON'S POVDaisy remained frozen on the spot when she realized the intensity of my gaze. "Forgive me for crossing the line. I didn't mean to," she apologized, pretending to look around in search of something, but I knew she was avoiding me."You have nothing to apologize for," I let out. "But I'm curious to know what you think in regard to this?" I asked her. With my hands settled behind me, I stepped closer to her until she was backing away from me. "Zordon, I," she gulped nervously as the back of her legs met the bed, causing her to fall onto the mattress. I crawled over her, my knees pressed on either sides of her and my palms flat on the space above her head. I made sure not to touch her. Her emerald eyes dulled as she locked her gaze with mine. "Do you believe the gossip about me forcing myself on women?" It seemed that she was considering my question carefully. I watched her with keen eyes and followed as her neck dipped as she swallowed hard. She then cleared her throat a
DAISY'S POV"Rise and shine, milady." A strict, deep but soft baritone voice resounded in my ears, followed by the sound of my curtains being spread out. I twitched when I heard the sharp click of the switch on the wall.What the hell! I raved in my head.The bright, shining light from the bulb shone on me and I flicked my eyelids open. I rubbed my eyes trying to get the sleep out of them before glancing around the room. I grunted when I saw Zordon standing beside my bed with his arms folded at his chest smirking down at me. "Oh Good, you're awake, now get your ass up," he commanded, and I let out a gasp of surprise. My eyes clearly could see the night was still outside. The crickets were still croaking and grasshoppers still whistling. “Is this a prank?” I laughed. Curious of the time, I turned to face to the clock on the wall only to see that it was still dawn. “It's only 4:30. Why the hell should I get up now?" I half-yelled at him as I struggled to sit up, feeling my eyes drowsy
ZORDON'S POVI heard a knock at my door and opened my eyes. I looked at my wristwatch and noticed it was lunchtime. I groaned and rolled out of bed. As I swung open the door, the maidservant cleared a path and greeted me with a bow. I gave her a nod before making my way to the dining room. I opened the door and saw Isla sitting there alone. I observed my surroundings and realized that Daisy was missing. She was late again. It was as if Isla tapped into my thoughts because her response came so quickly."She is running late. But she'll be here," Isla let out. Daisy stepped inside shortly after. I took one good look at her and caught myself falling for her all over again. She styled her hair in a ponytail. She wore a white dress that accentuated the brilliance of her dark blue eyes. The dress clung to her body, hugging her every curve. I traced her curves with my eyes. I watched as her breast gently jiggled when she lowered herself into the seat. I lifted my gaze and encountered her
DEXTER'S POVIt had been three days since I last saw the sun. I had locked myself in my quarters, waiting for some miracle to happen. I had questioned every decision that I had made since that gala. Furthermore, I had allowed Xavier to mess with my head so much that I didn't see the wrong in what we were doing. My plans didn't seem wrong at the time. Although my wolf had constantly told me to let go of Daisy and just try to be happy with Kendra, but there was no way I could do that. I loved Daisy more than I was letting on. She was the reason I wanted to live and now that she was with another man; I didn't see any reason to live anymore. My entire world had crashed overnight. Kendra had ruined my life, and I was going to have to deal with. A knock came on the door for the millionth time since I had barricaded myself in this room. I knew it was Kendra, trying to get me to open up and let her inside, but there was no way that was happening. I sighed, and I raised the bottle of spir
ZORDON'S POV"Tell her? Did you hear his warning? He said we are not supposed to say anything to Daisy,” I sighed, trying to calm myself before I continued lecturing Isla. “If we do this, it will put her in danger. Telling her is not an option. We will keep her in the dark for as long as we can," I finished and I thought Isla would drop this debate too, but I was wrong. "The more information she has, the more she can protect herself.” Her voice got high and I wanted to use my Alpha’s aura on her to push her back in her place, but for some reason my wolf wanted to hear what she had to say. “We don't even know if this guy's real name is even Stefan. He could be a spy for Dexter. We know nothing about him, and I am not willing to trust him blindly without having any confirmation. If you want to do that, be my guest, but I am not doing that. The only person who can verify his identity is Daisy. If we randomly bring up her cousin over lunch, she will have questions. When she asks those qu
ZORDON'S POVXavier? Why wasn't I surprised he was the one to be selling me out to my enemies?Xavier must have seen Dexter's rage as the perfect opportunity to get back at me for not making him my beta. He was once a part of my pack, but left some years ago because I gave Isla the position instead of him. And this was the very reason I didn't make him beta. He couldn't be trusted. Xavier's family was from old money so he used his inheritance to form a pack of his own, but because of my influence and the fear I brought out of people, other alphas refused to do business with Xavier's pack so that made him hate me even more. I shook my head and rubbed my temples. Stefan was right. If Xavier was indeed behind this, if he was really working with Dexter, and they were building an army, then we had little chance of winning this war. I groaned. There was no way we were going to win this. Xavier knew the place very well. He literally lived here for almost ten years. He had access to secre
ZORDON'S POVWhen I left Daisy out on the training field, I headed back to the house. I didn't realize at first, but my feet led me straight to that door she spoke about on the east wing. I looked at it and tears welled up in my eyes. This was my mom's favourite place in the house. The library. She first said she had a dream about how it should look, so she brought her imagination to life and was extremely proud of it. Ever since she died, I locked it up. I felt like it was the only way to keep her memory alive. I thought if the place was untouched, then it would preserve whatever memories of her I had. I was extremely wrong. Daisy just made me realize that the only way to keep her memory alive was to let people use the library. I headed to the study and pulled out the key. I hurried back to the door and opened it. The smell of dust and moisture filled the air. Mom would be so disappointed in me for letting this place stay untouched for so long. I decided to get some maids to clea
DAISY'S POVZordon grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me to his chest, whacking the air out of my lungs. I could feel his heart beating next to mine. "Let's get one thing straight, Daisy," he grunted, rubbing his nose over my forehead. "You are only training in case of worst-case scenario. And that would be if I die, which I am confident that won't happen for now. But know that I will protect you always. I would jump in front of a bullet for you. You will only fight if you must." I felt his lips replacing his nose on my forehead and my body shivered when I felt his soft kiss."But what if I want to defend myself? And since of late, I noticed your soldiers won't train with me anymore. They believe I have surpassed their strength.They are scared of training with me!" I replied to him, frustrated."That's because you've become a force to be reckoned with. You are stronger and faster. You have reached the peak of who you are. All we need to do i
DAISY'S POV I headed for my room, the anger in my chest rising as though it were going to burst through my rib cage. I slammed the door as I went in, or at least, I tried to. The weight of the wooden doors didn't allow me to slam it as I wished. I dropped onto my bed and threw the nearest pillow I could find over my face, trying to block out the lights. I screamed and kicked as hard as I could before sitting up. I was so frustrated with the fact that he was doing this to me. I didn't understand him, and I doubted if I ever would. There was something about him I couldn't place my fingers on. One day, he acted like he cared; the other day, he acted as though I was a disease that he wanted to get rid of. I pushed the button near my bed and waited. A maid came running in almost immediately. "Heat up the tub; let it be as hot as it can get. I need to soak my shame away," I said to her. She had confusion written all over her face
ZORDON'S POV She walked towards me, ever so gracefully. All I could do was look at her, wondering how she had managed to train herself to walk and act like royalty. Well, what can I say? She was royalty; she was my queen. I looked down at my feet, feeling like a teenager who was eager to ask a girl out to be his prom date. It was weird; it felt weird. She made me feel this way, and I was too comfortable with it. I had no way of dismissing it. I didn't want to dismiss it. I didn't know what I was feeling, but I liked it, and I wanted to keep feeling this way about her. I curbed my smile and looked up again. I could feel my insides jumping for joy as she closed the space between us. I had so much to talk to her about; I wanted to define what we were. I didn't want her to kiss me just because I kissed her first. I wanted her to be the one to initiate it; I wanted her to be the one to make the first move.'Have you made yourself approachable enough
ZORDON'S POVDaisy turned and stormed out of the office, and all I could do was stare at her. She was the most stubborn person that I had met. Her zeal and resilience were admirable. She was bold, courageous, and confident. To top it all off, she had a heart of gold. At first, I was worried that she would never accept my wolves as her people, but here she was, upset that I wasn't letting her protect them. I smiled to myself, wondering how I was lucky enough to have her on my side. She was everything I hoped for and dreamed of. I closed my laptop and leaned back in my chair. She was so worried that I didn't see her as worthy, but she was more than worthy. She was everything to me, and I didn't know how to tell her. I was scared of being too vulnerable with her. I hadn't been vulnerable with anybody ever since my parents died. There was no way I could trust anybody after what my parents had gone through. That was one way she was a better person than me. She knew how to forgive, and