Before I knew it, I had gotten comfortable in the setting by talking about topics of my daily life- home and school. The dinner came to an end before any of us realised it. Glancing at the clock mounted on a wall nearby, I panicked once again as I saw the time, and imagined the state my family must be in.Ridden with guilt, I stood up from the table with my hand reaching for my bag, but Paul intercepted my movement and held my hand by the wrist. In return for my questioning glance, he explained, "I have sent word to your family, about you being here in the afternoon itself. So don't be worried, you can leave a little later."While I managed to smile for the sake of the company we were in, his words had left me in even panic. Although my family should be relaxed about my whereabouts now, they were probably linking up the scenarios and considering the possibilities of me accepting the role of Alpha's mate. 'I know that they will not assume anything for sure until I have confirmed it, a
"Lexie! How can you think that you will ever be my mate!? I don't want any mate and especially not you, so it will be better if you leave as soon as possible, and before I call the guards to take you out of these premises.""But...but Nate…what are you saying…! What happened to you…have I done something wrong? Has someone said something to you, please tell me…don't just throw me out of your life like this, don't…""Don't be a fool, Lexie! I told you what I had to tell you; now get out of my way and don't ever show me this face of yours ever again.""Nate…Nate please…stop, how can you change like this? Please stop…"I was screaming, crying and begging Nate to stop; but it was of no use at all. He did not listen to a word I said. Instead, as soon as he signalled, two guards appeared, saying that I needed to leave or else they would just throw me out, and Nate walked out while leaving me crumpled on the floor, ready to dissolve into tears.My heart was breaking into pieces because of the
"Lexie! Lexie!! Get up! Get up, I woke you up earlier too but you didn't get up and it is already late now! And are you okay, you are drenched with sweat?"Katrine woke me up by shaking my arms, blurting out everything in a single breath. I woke up with a jerk while panting heavily, but managed to assure her, "Yeah, yeah…I am okay." Katrine nodded and turned her attention to the book rack, and It took a few minutes to actually calm my heart down. I exclaimed, "Thank the Moon Goddess, it was just a dream." Thankfully, Katrine could not hear what I was saying, as she was busy preparing for school. I got down from the bed as soon as I realised that I needed to do the same thing, I had too little time left.I started to get ready, splashing my face with water, hoping to wash away the glimpses in my mind that had been left over from the dream- images of Nate's taunting snicker, images of my fourteen year old self shaking and sobbing, images of me being attacked by the beast… And somehow
After I had submitted the application, the results were announced after a few days of waiting anxiously. The categories had been made for all the applicants, keeping in mind their initial capabilities and status, and it was according to these categories that we were supposed to start the training. Being a former rogue, I knew I would be put in the lowest rank for the training group, and that was exactly what the chart in front of me declared. I was elbowed out of the way by other students eager to check their own names and categories, but I walked towards the ground, still content.I was happy that even though all the former rogues and the weak wolves had been clubbed in the lowest category, at least we were being given a chance to learn to fight and defend ourselves- if not the entire pack. Because even though everyone knew that we had never been fully accepted as rightful and worthy pack members and the stain of having been a rogue would always follow us around as a shadow, our cond
After what happened last night, I was really not in the mood to do anything or go anywhere. But I had to, as I couldn't take off from the school as well as training, and neither could I indulge in this impulse of mine, to stay in the safety of my bed all day. Ignoring the nagging feeling in my gut, I managed to drag myself to the school and made it through the first half of the classes, but I didn't talk to anyone. And for that, I was in luck today that Kevin was not present today.So I headed towards the canteen to have my lunch, and deliberately sat on a totally deserted corner of the school behind the old canteen, so that I did not have to interact with anyone; and also so that no one could find me for at least some time. There were too many things on my mind that I needed to clear from there.But as I finished my lunch and was about to return to my class, seeing that it was almost time for the break to get over, three people suddenly appeared out of nowhere and stood in front of
Paul's POV:I don't know why I was feeling so irritable today- if whatever I had done yesterday wasn't right, then it wasn't wrong as well.After all, she was my mate and I had tried to convince her too many times, but she found it so easy to not give a single shred of attention to it. I had been willing to wait for her till she was ready, but when I saw her talking with that rogue yesterday, I didn't know what came over me, and I did that…probably to gain her attention, or to make her realise how serious I was regarding my proposal, that I meant it every single time I asked her to give me a chance."She also should try to understand my point of view, but no! She has to be angry with me to the extent where I haven't even seen her once since then!"I was busy in my one sided monologue, without realising that I had even started speaking out loud, when I heard someone knock the door. I was already in a highly irritable state because of this cold war situation, but I still had to look af
Although Paul had brought me to safety, because of my earlier injuries due to being bitten by the wild beast, my healing powers that had been inherent to my werewolf nature had become too weak. As a result, my body was showing the symptoms of that trauma, by not recovering in time. Paul had to find a good doctor for me, realising that I could not heal until the wounds were tended to. He had to contact the main healer of the pack, who rarely used to treat patients these days after his retirement; but because it was an Alpha's call, he couldn't simply deny it, and had arrived for a check-up. He had left after checking my wounds and prescribing plenty of medicines for quick recovery, herbs for pain relief, and precautions for me. I found out all this from the mouth of a girl who had been appointed as my attendant for the time being, as I had still been unconscious after Paul had brought me here. I woke up two hours after the main healer had left, and found myself in a strange room. T
A little laugh escaped from my mouth, while Paul was looking at his brother with confusion and a little annoyance, as his arrival had interrupted our conversation. Even though the sound of my laughter was quite feeble as I was not able to use my full vocal capacity, the little fellow still recognised my voice and exclaimed; "Ahh! She is here! But where is she? Lexie, where are you?" Saying this, he came to stand in the middle of the room, and saw me lying on the bed. Without a word, he turned to his older brother with a gesture to lift him up and put him by my side, on top of the bed. I could sense a twinge of jealousy on Paul's face, but his love for his brother overpower it and he lifted Andy up and put him by my side with tons of instructions. “Andy! Lexie is not well, so you can't jump on her, no hugging and no poking her cheeks either! In short, you are not allowed to touch her, nor are you allowed to pull on her hands for playing with you, as she needs rest-” “Oh my God Pa
Lexie felt it the moment Paul carried her across the threshold—the heat, the burn, like her blood had turned molten. It wasn’t just the remnants of whatever Damien had slipped into her drink. No, this was something different. Something deeper. Hungrier. Like her body was screaming for only one thing—and it was him.But the strangest part?The moment Paul touched her—just lightly, just enough to tug at the strap of her heel—it was like her skin remembered cool water. His fingers were a balm on her fire. Her muscles eased, her breath hitched, and for a second, her mind stopped spinning.She whimpered when he pulled away, even slightly.“Lexie,” Paul murmured again, trying to move back, trying to do the right thing. Always trying to do the right thing.But she didn’t care about right.She cared about real.And right now, he was real.She grabbed his tie again, tugged him down until their noses almost brushed. “Stop pulling away,” she whispered. “Don’t you dare pull away from me.”He hesi
Lexie's POV:The warmth from the drink surged faster than I expected, like liquid fire wrapping around my nerves. My limbs felt sluggish, and Damien’s hand slipped farther along my back, his body edging in too close, the smirk on his face tightening.“Damien… stop! Stop right now!” I whispered, trying to pull away. My voice sounded far away, and muffled. He leaned in, his lips far too close to my face. “Oh, come on! An omega like you is getting the attention of not one but TWO powerful Alphas, Don’t act like you are not enjoying this…”I recoiled. My elbow tried to rise, to shove him away, but it was no use. I felt like I was moving in slow motion, and the reality was buzzing past way too quickly for me to react in time. "Shh!”He mock-soothed, dragging me closer. "Everyone’s watching. Wouldn’t want a scene, would we now! Already, your reputation as a Luna is at stake, now who would like a fake attention seeker on top of that? Because let me tell you! Sister in law, my reputation
Lexie's POV: The gala was a dream I hadn’t dared to picture just a few weeks ago.The grand hall was bathed in golden light, the chandeliers casting a soft glow over the guests, their laughter echoing like distant music. Paul and I stood at the center, surrounded by pack members offering warm smiles, kind words, and soft apologies. Everyone seemed eager to speak to us, to me? And for the first time in what felt like forever, I didn’t flinch from the attention. I had expected the memories to sting when they brought Abby up. And they did, just a little. But I didn’t let it show. I straightened my spine, met every gaze head-on, and responded with quiet grace. I wasn’t here to shrink into shadows anymore. I had survived, and I was ready to thrive. And for that, I was ready to do anything. Paul stood by my side, his hand never once letting go of mine, his silent support wrapping around me like a shield. I was aware of every inch of him—his calming presence, his warm strength, and the
The world had gone still again. Paul carried her to the bed, cradling her against his chest while Lexie's arms stayed wrapped around his neck, her face tucked close, and he could feel the aftershocks of her release still lingering in the way her body trembled against his.He laid her down carefully, crawling in beside her and pulling the blanket over them. She immediately shifted, nestling closer until her bare skin pressed fully against his, like she was afraid he might disappear if she let go.He wrapped an arm around her waist, tucking her tight against his chest. One leg hooked around hers, and his free hand found her back, fingertips tracing soft circles there. Her fingers slid along his stomach, drawing lazy, invisible patterns. Neither of them spoke for a while, coming down from their own highs. But the silence was filled with peace. Paul pressed a kiss to the crown of her head. “You okay?” He murmured, his voice already thick with sleep. Lexie nodded against his chest, h
The stone halls of the Apollo estate were starting to brighten up as the day progressed, while Paul and Lexie walked back from the throne room. Their fingers were interlaced, and there was a lightness in her steps that hadn't been there for days. It wasn't much, but Paul noticed it. Lexie was quiet, but her silence wasn’t strained. There was a calmness in her presence now, and Paul knew why. The guilt that had weighed so heavily on her, unjust and suffocating, had finally been lifted. The punishment for Abby may not have been the harshest he could have delivered, but it had been just. More importantly, the truth had been revealed in public. Every member of the pack had seen the truth with their own eyes. That was all Lexie had wanted… to be heard and believed. The moment the door shut behind them and they entered the privacy of their chambers, Lexie turned and stepped into Paul’s chest, wrapping her arms around him tightly. Her cheek pressed against his heart, as if she nee
Paul's POV:"No! Please! Mercy, Alpha!" The scream echoed through the hall, and soon after, a woman stumbled into the throne room, looking disheveled, breathless… desperation was carved into every line of her face. Her eyes scanned the crowd frantically before landing on Abby. With a strangled cry, she rushed forward, past the startled guards who reached out to stop her, but faltered at the look I gave them.Every member of my pack would have the right to speak to their Alpha, no matter how badly they have messed up. She dropped to her knees beside Abby, clutching her daughter like she was trying to hide her away from the eyes of the world, as if she could protect her from the judgment about to fall. Her frail arms wrapped tightly around Abby, rocking her as she sobbed uncontrollably. Meanwhile, Abby was looking at her with a blank look on her face. “My baby… no, no, please… Alpha! Please, don’t take her from me!”Her greying hair clung to her cheeks, which were damp with the pr
The grand hall of the Apollo Pack was lit brightly, with the pack members gathered under the brilliance of the sun emblem that hung proudly above the Alpha’s throne. Its golden rays were engraved into the wall of polished obsidian, catching the sunlight streaming through the high glass windows and casting blazing reflections across the marble floor. The crest was a symbol of glory, justice, and unwavering strength, and it seemed no less awe inspiring than the sun outdoors. Elders, betas, ranked warriors, and pack members stood shoulder to shoulder in the vast chamber. Robes of deep green, gray, and black marked their ranks, while the elders stood closest to the throne. Paul, dressed in a crisp black suit with the Apollo insignia stitched on his chest, sat on the grand throne, carved from dark oak and leather. Behind him, seated on the slightly smaller yet no less imposing chair, was his father, the former Alpha. His once fiery presence was slightly dulled by age, but he was s
Lexie's knees buckled, triggering a wave of weakness to crash over her body the moment Katrine shoved her. Her fingers twitched helplessly as she stumbled back, disbelief painted across her features. That wasn’t supposed to happen. She had imagined so many different ways their meeting would go, but none of those things had happened. Instead, Katrine’s words had struck like daggers, stabbing into Lexie’s chest. “You have only ever seen my friendship, Lexie… but now you’ll see the strength of my enmity too.” Lexie’s lips had parted, a protest dying on her tongue. “You can pretend all you want, lie to everyone else… but you can’t lie to me. I know you. The truth you want to hide, it won’t stay hidden, not from a single soul. I have been supporting you every step of the way since we found you in the forest, mauled by that beast. And when you look at yourself today, don't forget that it's all because of my love. But you didn't care for it at all and now, you'll be ruined because of t
The baby-faced charm and beauty of Abby, who was the star of every room she walked into– at least in her own eyes– as fading rapidly. She was more like a shell of herself now. Her eyes were sunken, her skin pale from the cold and dampness of the dungeon, and her once steady voice trembled with each breath. But just when she thought it couldn’t get any worse, the sound of approaching footsteps echoed down the corridor, and her heart sank. Paul. He stepped into view, hands behind his back, a stern look in his eyes. “Are you ready to give me the answers now?” He spoke casually. Abby shook her head weakly. “I told you… I didn’t do anything. I just— I just pushed her. It was a moment of impulse, I wasn’t thinking—” Paul’s eyes hardened. “So still no confession.” He turned slightly. “Then you leave me no choice.” “No, please—” she started, but Paul raised a hand, and his men moved forward. Two of them yanked Abby to her feet. She struggled, weak as she was, but they overpowere