STACY. A few weeks later… The clock on the office wall ticks loudly, each second a reminder that time is running out. I lean back in my chair, staring at the eviction notice on my desk. Our landlord has been clear—if we don’t come up with the rent by the end of the day, we’re out. I sigh heavily. “Where am I going to get the money, Lizzy?” Lizzy, sitting across from me, taps her nails anxiously on the desk. “Stacy, we don’t have many options. Maybe... maybe you should ask Alpha Daniel for help?” I shake my head immediately. “No. I can’t. If I go to him for help, he’ll think I’m giving him false hope, and I’m not ready for that. I don’t want to lead him on.” Lizzy sighs, looking just as stressed as I feel. “Then what are we going to do? The landlord’s not bluffing, Stacy. He’ll kick us out tonight.” Before I can answer, the office phone rings. Lizzy quickly picks it up, her expression tightening as she speaks to whoever’s on the other end. “Yes... okay, I’ll let her know and get
STACY. “Stacy!” Lizzy's scream cuts through the night as she jumps out of the truck and races after me. Grass and twigs crunches under my boots as I struggle against the rogue who yanked me from the vehicle. I twist free, landing on my feet just as Lizzy steps beside me. “Why did you come out?” I gasp, catching my breath. “I couldn't let you fight them alone. We’re in this together,” Lizzy replies, her voice steady despite the fear in her eyes. I can’t tell if I should be impressed by her bravery or annoyed by her loyalty. I scan the area, counting the rogues. “I see ten here. What about you?” “Fifteen, maybe twenty.” Her voice tightens, and I know we’re in over our heads. There's no way we can take them all, but at this point, what do we have to lose? “Alright,” I whisper, “when I say attack, shift and run. Don’t stop. Run for your life, got it?” She nods, her eyes locked on mine. “Got it.” But before we can put our plan in motion their leader steps forward, a wicke
NICOLE. The sun is beating down, and I’m lounging by the pool at the mansion, sipping on a yummy fruity drink, enjoying the warm, lazy afternoon. I stretch out further, feeling the perfect blend of sun on my skin, and for a moment, I almost forget how much Jason has been avoiding me the past few years. My perfect life should be back in order by now. But before I can settle into that thought, Ava comes rushing toward me, clipboard in hand, and that annoying look of worry plastered on her face. “Luna Nicole,” she says carefully, “you’re scheduled to visit the homeless shelter today, remember? You need to donate those things and—” I wave her off, not even bothering to look at her. “I don’t care about that.” I adjust my sunglasses and sigh. “Just bring me another drink. And this time add vodka or something strong.” Ava hesitates, her brow furrowing as if she’s about to argue. “But, Luna, it’s important to—” “I said now!” I snap, turning my head to glare at her. “I don’t need your le
NICOLE. I storm into the main house, Jason's words still burning in my ears. 'A war isn’t worth it.' That’s why he’s keeping me around? Fear? Not love, not even childhood loyalty. My blood boils, but I swallow down the rage. No, this isn’t over. Not by a long shot.How dare Jason say that to his Beta? I toss my bag on the sofa in the living room and pace a few times before an idea sparks in my mind. I'm forced to grab one of the omegas as they scurry past. "You, I need you to set up a candlelight dinner in Jason’s bedroom," I command, my voice sharp. "Make sure it’s perfect." The omega barely meets my gaze, nodding quickly before hurrying off. I head to the guest house in the back, my mind racing excitedly... Jason might have pushed me away all these years, but I know exactly how to reel him back in. I reach for a sexy spaghetti strapless red silk dress—the one I used to wear when I wanted all his attention—and slip into it... A few hours of preparation later, I’m standing in fro
STACY. As Daniel pulls my truck up to my parents' house after dropping off Lizzy at her house first, the silence between us grows heavier by the second. I shift in my seat, watching the headlights sweep across the yard, my mind replaying everything that happened tonight—the attack, the fear, and Daniel coming to the rescue like some kind of knight in shining armor. I’m grateful, but this... this is too much. Daniel parks the truck, his gaze soft yet heavy with concern. "What happened tonight shouldn’t have happened, Stacy. Please, let me take care of you and Liam. You don’t have to do this alone." His words hit me unexpected and harder than they should. My heart stumbles, and the weight of everything feels suffocating. I force a polite smile, feeling the awkwardness creep in. "Daniel, I appreciate your help and the job offer tonight, but I'll see you tomorrow." I reach for the door, eager to escape before the night becomes more complicated than it already is. But as my fingers
JASON. A day before the Alpha's gala… I sit at my desk in my home office, staring blankly at the stack of paperwork in front of me. The words blur together, meaningless, as my mind drifts back to Nicole and her proposition to rekindle what we once had... But after everything she's done—the potion , the lies, the manipulation—how can I trust her again… I heave a sigh as I shift my attention to the window. ‘Come on Jay, you have to make a choice… it's either Nicole or we look for someone else to mate with… I'm sex starved and you don't want to know what that looks like,’ my wolf whines via mind link. I immediately push him back and block him. The nagging thought about Nicole's proposition is a lot as it is to start thinking about sex… I admit, most Alphas my age have more than one heir at my age, strong sons waiting to take their place when the time comes. But me? I have no one. No legacy. No successor. The idea of starting over, of going back into the ruthless world of dating t
JASON. Hours later, I pull up to the Blue Moon pack mansion just as the early afternoon sun begins to sink behind the trees. My hands grip the steering wheel tight and my knuckles are white from the tension that’s been simmering in my chest since the moment I agreed to come to this damn gala. ‘This is a bad idea,’ my wolf warns me like I don't know it already. “Wow, this place is beautiful… but not more than ours of course,” Nicole says as she gets out of the car. I ignore her statement and step out of the car, the cool mountain air doing little to ease the pressure building in my head. A few pack members linger near the entrance, casting cold, sideways glances in my direction. I can’t say I blame them. I haven't been here since... since I left with Stacy. And I’m sure everyone here has heard exactly how that ended. I see Alpha Daniel Black who took over from Stacy's father as Alpha standing at the entrance. His gaze locks onto mine, and there’s no mistaking the frostiness in his
STACY. Hours before the gala… I stand in front of the mirror, my hands shaking as I try to pin back a stray lock of hair. Tonight is the Alpha’s gala, and Daniel has practically begged—me to be his date without fail. The very thought sends my anxiety spiraling. Jason and Nicole might be there. How can I possibly hide from them since I'm supposed to be dead? I fumble with my hair again, cursing under my breath. Suddenly, a loud “BOO!” fills the room, and I jump, nearly knocking over my makeup. I whirl around to see Liam standing there, grinning from ear to ear, wearing a creepy, oversized mask. His eyes twinkle mischievously as he watches my reaction. “Liam! You nearly gave me a heart attack!” He bursts into laughter, pulling the mask off. "I got you good mommy!" Shaking my head, I can’t help but laugh with him. “You sure did, little monster.” As I look at him, an idea hits me. “Wait a second… Liam, you’re a genius.” His brow furrows. “I am?” I grin, kissing the to