{Lyra}“Are you sure it worked?” I asked for the third time that night, hovering in Isaac’s doorway.He didn’t even bother looking up from his tablet this time. He remained slouched on his bed in pajama bottoms, and a bag of Skittles open beside him. “Relax. I told you, it’ll be fine.”“Okay, but define fine.”“Fine as in, I completely changed your entire file.” He threw a red Skittle into his mouth, but his eyes were still glued to the screen. “Everything on NovaCore’s server about Lyra Jackson has been scrambled. There's a new photo, new date of birth, new medical records. I even changed your emergency contact to some poor guy named; Mike Dunlop.“Who’s that?”“Dunno.” he finally looked at me, flashing me a lazy grin. “The point is, you’re completely safe. Nobody’s gonna trace anything back to you, and that includes Dominic.”The panic in my chest eased a whole lot, and I walked over to Isaac. “You’re a freaking genius.” I leaned down and planted a kiss on his forehead.“I know,” he
{Lyra}I hadn’t meant to kiss him back.At least, I didn’t think I had. But the warmth of Dominic’s lips on mine lingered so sweetly, and the longer it went on, the more I forgot how to breathe. I curled my fingers into his T-shirt, unsure whether I was about to push him away or pull him closer.But I didn’t get to make that decision, because he beat me to it. “Play along.” His breath tickled my ears, and I internally shuddered.I didn’t know if it was because he was an Alpha in his home, but that was all it took for me to already start questioning my morals.He pulled back, his eyes locking onto mine, and as I stared into his beautiful gray eyes that had tiny flakes of gold scattered around them, I immediately remembered where I was, and who I was supposed to be.In the blink of an eye, I switched from Lyra, fully into Evangeline, “Babe, not in front of the help.” I said, sliding my hand into Dominic’s and leaning against his shoulder.He smiled, his eyes dancing with mischief, but
{Dominic}I sat across from her with my chin resting on my knuckles, pretending to review the same page I’d been staring at for the last five minutes. She was chewing on the pen again.The truth was, I hadn’t absorbed a thing since she started mouthing the end of that pen like it owed her answers.“Evangeline Wolfe.” God, I was a fool.She wasn’t even trying to be seductive. Everything about her was maddeningly unintentional, and it only made things worse. “That goddamn contract clause,” I sighed, recalling the part where she said there wouldn’t be any sexual interaction.She didn’t want me, at least not in the way others did. There wasn’t that usual hungry-eyed obsession that most women had around Alphas like me. I mean I was Dominic Bloodhound, damn it. A name that made people tremble, and an Alpha that even the Elder council bowed to. And yet here she was, crossing her legs on my couch, bored out of her mind, acting like I was too much to tolerate. But that was exactly why I’d p
{Lyra}I stretched lazily across the bed, letting the silk sheets slip down from my shoulders. My legs sank into the mattress, causing a satisfied moan to escape my lips while I was still lost in a half-dream state.The bed was heavenly, like a giant fluffy cloud they’d managed to capture and put in the room just for my comfort. I completely underestimated how soft it would be; my body just refused to get up. I could sink into it forever and die happy.Knock. Knock. Knock.“Miss, may I come in?” came a woman’s voice from behind the door.I blinked my eyes open, looking up at the ceiling, before groaning in frustration. I had hoped to stay in this room unbothered for a very, very long time, but it seemed my plans were about to be dashed..“Come in,” I mumbled into the pillow. The door clicked open, and I watched as a girl no older than me walked in. Her dark hair was pulled into a neat ponytail, and she wore one of those vintage maid outfits I’d only seen in magazines and TV.“Good mo
{Dominic}I heard a faint whimper echo between my ears which made me perk up, focusing my ears to be sure I had heard right. The whimper came louder this time, but I didn’t hear it with my ears, it felt like it was a sound that only my soul could hear.I pushed the chair I was sitting on back and crossed the room in seconds. The moment I stepped into the hallway, my eyes locked on Zane’s back. He was hunched forward slightly, with his usual scowl across his face.But then he shifted just a fraction, and I saw her, he held her by the wrist, and pain flashed on her face before she closed her eyes.The growl that tore out of my chest wasn’t voluntary. My body reacted before I did and I was halfway down the hall in the blink of an eye. I grabbed Zane’s arm, squeezing it with enough force that a crack echoed. Evangeline stumbled back, but I caught her around the waist, holding her against me as Zane dropped to the marble floor, howling in agony.“Touch her again, and I’ll break more than
{Dominic}The scent clawed at the back of my throat like mildew mixed with blood, such a horrid smell definitely didn’t belong in my territory.It wasn’t the first time I’d seen something like this. On the night of the gala, when that fire broke out, I had stumbled upon the same kind of corpse. It was burnt, horridly disfigured, and corrupted by something so vile, it reeked of forbidden magic. I disposed of it before any other person found it, and Ryker was the only other person who knew of their existence. He's been helping me keep an eye out ever since.I crouched beside the blackened remains of the corpse. Most of the skin was charred off, and what remained had fused with the stone beneath. I reached out and touched the Bloodhound crest, brushing ash away with two fingers.“Who is he?” I asked without looking up.Ryker shifted behind me, “Name was Butch. One of our border runners.”“He’s part of the scout class?” “Yeah. He was in the lowest tier, but loyal kid. Never missed a shi
{Dominic}The scent of rain clung to the windows, and the sky outside my study window was filled with clouds that were yet to break.I sat in my chair, my elbows on the armrests, and my hands covered my mouth. Normally, I wasn’t the kind to let nerves get to me, but this was something else entirely. The matter of those corpses was slowly eating at me, and I had my engagement gala moved up to tomorrow, all so I could be done with the formalities and focus on defending my territory.But the corpses weren’t what made me nervous. Come tomorrow night, I would finally be announcing to the entire world that Evangeline was my fiancée. It’d been eight years since Ava died, and the thought of replacing her still wrecked me.I could already imagine the press; hounding me with questions that would only make things worse. They’d been eating me alive since I stepped down as NovaCore’s CEO, concocting the craziest theories. “Was I dying? Had I gone mad? Was I preparing for war?”I groaned just thin
{Lyra}I jerked away from Dominic, and at the same time, my heart slammed against my ribs as my fingers flew to the ruby pendant. I was so scared, my pulse screamed in my ears, drowning out the sudden silence.Dominic stared at me, his brow furrowed, and his mouth parted in shock. I could see it; the flicker of confusion quickly replaced by concern.He took a step back with his hands raised like I was a cornered animal. “Evangeline…” His voice had dropped an octave. “What just happened?”“Think.” My mind spun. “Say something, anything!”“I’m sorry,” I blurted out, “I didn’t mean to react like that.” I said, looking away and blinking hard to keep my expression soft. “It’s just… this necklace was a gift from my father. He gave it to me just before he—” My voice cracked, and I stopped, hoping he would buy it. Dominic’s shoulders dropped, and his gaze softened; his stormy gray eyes were now clouded with guilt. “I had no idea.”“It’s fine,” I murmured, offering him a weak smile. “But if i
{Dominic}Her fingers curled into the front of my shirt with surprising strength for someone so delicate, yanking me down before I could think, or even breathe.It was hot, it was messy, and it was divine.I allowed myself to savor the taste of Evangeline as I nibbled softly on her bottom lip; she tasted like margaritas and spice, and her scent filled my nostrils, diminishing what little restraint I had left. Her breath hitched as her fingers moved into my hair, pulling me closer, until I was practically braced above her, one hand on the mattress, the other still half in the air where I’d been about to walk out.“The contract…” I muttered against her lips.A lazy, drunk giggle escaped her mouth. “You never signed the addendum.” Her voice was breathy, and her lips brushed mine. “Technically, we can do whatever we want.”My blood roared like crashing tides, and I kissed her again. It was soft at first, but I wanted more… much more. My arm wrapped around her back, and my other hand gripp
{Lyra}The sea was calm this morning, swaying gently under the yacht, and the sky was a dim shade of amber, almost like someone had spilled honey across.I pulled my knees to my chest, the hem of my sundress dancing around my ankles in the early breeze. My hair was still damp from my shower; curling slightly at the ends and clinging to the sides of my face. I hadn’t bothered to fix it and instead kept staring out at the shimmering ripples of the ocean. It was our last morning on the yacht, and something about that felt… heartbreaking. I wasn’t ready to leave, and return back to the real world, but even I knew that was a pipe dream.Still, a part of me wanted to hold this particular moment in my hands and freeze it here forever. It wasn’t about the expensive yacht, or even the private island, or the dream beach house, or the fact that I’d finally tasted food that could make you moan in public and not care.It was him.Dominic made this a dream I never asked for. The way he’d laughed a
{Dominic}Her voice caught me off guard. She sounded almost like she was already regretting her decision.“Well, if you're up for it, I thought we could check out the boat. There’s a dock just down the cliff.”She stiffened slightly as her lips twitched, and not in a good way. “I’m not a fan of water,” she murmured, barely meeting my gaze. “Not a fan?” I gave her a suspicious look, “Like you get seasick? Or you just hate the ocean?”She gave me a look. “I almost drowned once. Never stepping foot near it again.”“First air, now water?” I laughed, “You’re quiet the character, aren’t you?”She glared at me, and there was an awkward pause before I finally responded. “Look, you won’t have to swim or even touch the water. The yacht’s massive and it doesn’t rock much. Besides, you'll be inside most of the time with me. I won’t let anything happen to you.”She bit her lower lip, and I could hear her pulse tick up slightly. My gaze focused on how her teeth sank into her bottom lip, and I imm
{Dominic}I couldn’t help myself, I thought I could suppress the surge of desire I felt the second I laid eyes on her in that white towel that hugged her curves in the most tempting way. But clearly, I was fighting a losing battle.When I got into the room, I had heard a noise in the bathroom, and at first I thought of walking out, but my curiosity got the best of me, and suddenly the bathroom door opened. The second I caught sight of her—bare feet, damp hair curling at her shoulders, the short towel clinging to her body that barely hid anything—my wolf exploded.The moment my lips touched hers, it was like every breath I’d ever held back came rushing out all at once. Her lips tasted like heat and sweet citrus, they were impossibly soft, and trembled softly against mine, yet she didn’t pull away. I’d expected resistance, maybe even a slap, but she stood, wide-eyed and breathless.Then she kissed me back, pressing her mouth to mine softly, but it made every cell in my body howl with hu
{Lyra}The late morning sun gleamed off the polished body of the private jet waiting just beyond the fence, and the car came to a stop in front of the private airstrip. Before I could even reach for the handle, Dominic was already out and opening the door for me while his hand extended down to me. A few black-suited staff members moved quickly toward the trunk to unload our bags.Mirabel had helped me pack. Or should I say she did the packing while I stared off into space and thought about how incredibly reckless this all was. A whole week alone with an Alpha. An infuriatingly perceptive Alpha who smelled like pinewood and sin.My heart gave a painful thump. “Moon goddess,” I muttered under my breath as I climbed out of the car, “give me strength.”The flight crew stood by the staircase, their heads bowed low in reverence to Dominic and his new Luna. I kept my gaze ahead, chin slightly lifted as I climbed the stairs, doing my best to look unfazed.But the second I stepped inside that
{Lyra}Dominic’s warm hand gripped mine, and we moved through the already parting crowd. It wasn’t until we passed through the massive oak doors of the reception hall that I realized he wasn’t letting go. His hand clamped down on Isaac’s shoulder as we passed, and my brother, whose face was still pale from shock, fell right in step behind us. Isaac sat in the front seat, while Dominic guided me into the backseat, before getting in behind me. The second the car door closed, the driver hit the gas. The white ribbons tied to the bumper fluttered in the wind as we left the wedding reception behind.There was a nerve-wracking silence in that car, which was occasionally broken by the sound of Isaac’s sneakers tapping nervously against the floor. From the rearview mirror, I could see that he didn’t look okay, not one bit. But he kept his shoulders squared and he kept his face straight, trying not to break.Dominic sat beside me, his thigh pressed against mine, but he didn’t touch me again.
{Dominic}My palms were sweating, which was silly to me because this wasn’t my first time standing at an altar.The hall was silent, except from the small chatter once in a while, and the soft music playing in the background. There were over five hundred powerful wolves keen to witness my marriage. The Bloodhound name had certain pull, but this was way more than I expected, more than last time even.I adjusted the collar of my suit, and my hands wouldn’t stop twitching. The doors suddenly opened and the hall went silent as Evangeline stepped in .The snow-white dress hugged her body like it had been created for her by the Moon goddess herself, and she held a bouquet of blood red roses. Mirabel walked just behind her, holding the trail of the gown, but my eyes were focused directly on my bride.She looked almost not real, and I felt if I blinked too fast she would vanish. My throat suddenly went dry and I tried swallowing but it didn’t help.“Since when was I so jittery?”Even the wolv
{Lyra}The mansion was beginning to suffocate me. Every corridor was filled with servants rushing past, Mirabel’s voice echoing from one end to the other, florists dragging in arrangements bigger than trees even. I couldn’t take it anymore, and slipped away the first chance I got. After wandering around the compound, I found myself in the gazebo at the edge of the estate garden. I took my shoes off and curled my toes into the white-painted bench.For a second, it felt like the world stopped spinning. The air was cool, the birds were chirping, and the wind whispered through the gazebo, carrying the scent of the garden’s flowers. I leaned back, letting my head rest against the wood, and stared up at the soft haze of clouds floating above the estate.I didn’t know marrying Dominic would come with such a side of chaos. I thought the hardest part would be keeping my lies in order. And not coordinating five different shades of cream for the table linens or answering whether I preferred orc
{Dominic}I sat in the meeting room listening to Ryker and my Deltas talk about Butch's sudden dissapearance, but my mind was a long way from there. After everything that had happened in the ballroom with my mother, I had expected Evangeline to be furious, but she really seemed not to care.A part of me thought she had gone home, but when I found her roaming the estate grounds, my heart felt ten pounds lighter. She was still wary of me, that part was for sure, but I was determined to prove to her that her intuition about Alphas was wrong.We walked through the grounds, barely saying a word, not because I didn’t know what to say, but because her beauty under the moonlight overwhelmed me to the point I was speechless. My hand hovered near hers, but every time I wanted to hold it, she would retract and keep to herself.I guess it really was just an act to her. When I had stood on that podium and announced her as mine, to me, it didn’t feel like an act. I wanted more, much more, and the t