Ryan’s POVThe elevator doors opened with a soft chime, and we stepped into the hallway leading to the suite. Aurora walked beside me, her steps light and her presence radiant. She looked so small, so fragile. Yet somehow, she carried a quiet strength that both drew me in and tore me apart.When we reached the door, I slid the key card through the lock and pushed the door open, gesturing for her to enter first. “After you,” I said softly.She gave me a polite smile. “Thank you,” she murmured before stepping inside.I followed, closing the door behind us, and turned to watch her. Her eyes widened as she took in the room, a spacious suite with a luxurious bed, plush furniture, and a view that overlooked the glittering city below.For a moment, she seemed to forget everything else. But then, like a switch had flipped, I saw her body stiffen. Her shoulders tensed, and she clasped her hands in front of her nervously.“Are you okay?” I asked, taking a step closer to her.She nodded quickly,
Aurora’s POVI stayed in the corner of the suite, doing my best to seem unaffected as Ryan walked out of the bathroom. But how could I not notice him? His chest was bare, droplets of water running down his toned body. He didn’t even try to cover himself. Shameless. And yet, I couldn’t deny how flattered I felt.I wasn’t sure what was happening inside me. It was too early to put a name to these feelings, but one thing was clear—I was attracted to him. Just attraction, though. Nothing more.As he began dressing, I kept my head down, my face heating up like a furnace. I didn’t dare look up. I didn’t need to. The image of him was already burned into my mind. My cheeks must’ve looked like a tomato, but I couldn’t help it.His phone suddenly rang, the sound jolting me out of my thoughts. It was on the table right beside me. Without thinking, I reached for it. Before I could even glance at the screen, Ryan’s voice cut through the air.“Who is it?” he asked, his tone sharp and immediate.I pa
Ryan’s POVAs soon as Karen hung up, I felt a wave of relief wash over me. That call had been short. She asked me Where I was, and I told her I was on a business trip. I guess that was the only thing she wanted to know.Aurora and I had just finished eating when she decided to hit me with a question I wasn’t expecting.“Where are you from?” she asked, her voice soft but curious.I blinked at her for a moment, trying to decide how to respond. “Shadowhaven,” I said simply, keeping my tone neutral.She tilted her head slightly, clearly intrigued. “Where is Shadowhaven? Where’s it located?”“It’s… somewhere very far away,” I replied, keeping my answer vague.Her lips formed a small “oh,” and she nodded like she was satisfied, but I could tell she wanted to ask more. I wasn’t about to give her any more details, though. It’s not like she’d figure it out, but I didn’t want to open that door.After a moment of silence, she looked at me again and said, “We should go to bed early. We have a big
I stepped into the room, my eyes still fixed on Aurora. Something was off, and I couldn’t just ignore it. She wouldn’t talk, wouldn’t even meet my gaze.I took her hand gently, trying to get her attention. “Aurora, what’s wrong?” I asked, my voice low, soft, trying not to push too hard.Her cheeks turned pink again, and she looked down quickly. It was like blushing was her default reaction, especially around me. Not that I didn’t know how I affected people. Aurora especially.She slipped her hand out of mine and turned her back to me. That was when I noticed her dress. It was a simple brown gown, but it fit her perfectly, hugging her curves in all the right places. For a moment, I just stood there, admiring her, but then my eyes caught something that made my throat go dry.Her zipper was undone, and I could see her inner wear, a soft brown color that matched her dress.I swallowed hard, trying to keep my thoughts in check. What was she trying to do to me?She turned her head slightly,
Aurora’s Pov The meeting ended, and Ryan told me he had to talk to Clyde about something. I stayed back, waiting for him. While sitting there, I caught myself smiling. I couldn’t believe I had spoken during the meeting today. It felt like a big step for me. I was proud of myself. I was lost in my thoughts when someone suddenly interrupted me. I flinched slightly, startled. It was one of the men from the board meeting. “Hi, I’m Craig,” he said with a smile that didn’t feel genuine. There was something off about it, something that made me uneasy. “Hello,” I replied, keeping my tone polite but guarded. “I couldn’t help but notice you during the meeting,” he said. “You were amazing.” “Thank you,” I said, trying to brush it off. Maybe I was overthinking it. He seemed nice enough. He glanced around, as if looking for someone. “Where’s your boss, Ryan?” “He had something to take care of,” I said, watching his expression shift to a wide grin that felt unsettling. “Hmm,” he said, as
Ryan’s PovAs soon as I walked in and saw Craig forcing himself on Aurora, I completely lost my temper. How dare he? Who did he think he was?For a moment, I almost revealed my true nature. My instincts were clawing their way to the surface, but years of practice kept me in control. Barely. However, I knew Aurora saw something, her wide eyes told me she noticed the glow in mine. But I masked it quickly.When she touched me while I was teaching Craig a lesson, her small hand trembling against my arm, I felt something shift inside me. The rage simmered, not entirely gone, but contained. Her touch grounded me in a way nothing else ever had.Still, I had to make it clear to everyone. Aurora was mine. No one else could even think about her. I made sure they all heard me, loud and clear.She was mine and mine alone.When I declared it, I felt her gaze on me. She must have been shocked, but I didn’t care. I had to protect her. I would always protect her.I canceled the partnership with Crai
Aurora’s POV"Please stay," I told Ryan.The words left my mouth before I could stop them. My voice was soft, almost pleading, but I didn’t care how it sounded. The thought of being alone at this moment made my chest tighten.He didn’t hesitate. Without a word, he moved to the bed and sat down, his gaze steady and comforting. His smile was warm, reassuring, and it did something to the knot of fear twisting inside me.I returned his smile, even though mine felt shaky. Gathering my clothes, I slipped into the bathroom. As I closed the door behind me, I could still feel his eyes on my back, like a gentle weight I didn’t mind carrying.Once inside, I leaned against the door and let out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding. My heart was racing, not just because of what had happened with Craig but because of Ryan.We kissed.The memory of his lips on mine was vivid, the way his hands gently cupped my face, the heat of the moment. I raised trembling fingers to my lips as if I could st
Ryan’s POV When I heard her say it, when those words fell from her lips—a feeling I couldn’t describe took over me. “Yes, I am,” she said, her voice soft, almost shy. For a second, I couldn’t breathe. The room felt smaller, the air heavier, and all I could think about was her. Untouched. Pure. Mine. Without thinking, I pulled her into my arms. I held her tight, tighter than I probably should have, but I didn’t care. I wanted to feel her against me, to know she was real, that this moment wasn’t some cruel dream. She let out a small, surprised laugh as my arms wrapped around her. “Ryan, I can’t breathe,” she mumbled, gently tapping my back. I released her immediately, though the urge to keep holding her was overwhelming. “Sorry,” I muttered, stepping back a little. She looked up at me, confusion etched across her delicate features. “What was that for?” “Aurora,” I said, her name rolling off my tongue like it belonged there. “Yes?” “I don’t want you talking to any man,
Aurora’s PovI just stared at Ryan.I didn't even realize how long I'd been doing it until he raised an eyebrow at me."Are you okay?"I blinked. Once. Twice. I was trying to process everything I had just heard. His brother killed their father, then Ryan killed his brother, and now he was cursed? What kind of tragic, twisted family drama was this?"Yes, yes, yes! I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine!" I blurted out, a little too quickly.Ryan's gaze didn’t waver. If anything, the corner of his lips twitched, like he was holding back a smirk."It’s just..." I gestured vaguely, my mind still spinning. "The story is all somehow to me.""Somehow?" he repeated, amused."You know what I mean!" I huffed. "But wait, how did you get rid of all the witches?"Ryan leaned back, stretching his arms behind his head like he wasn’t talking about a literal massacre. "They took off in fear after that.""Just like that?" I narrowed my eyes."Just like that." He shrugged.I exhaled, still trying to wrap my head
Ryan’s pov(The past)It had been exactly one month since my father’s death. One month of chaos, of watching my home crumble under the weight of betrayal and war. Shadowhaven was falling apart.Some of our people had fled into the human world, hoping to escape the madness, only to be hunted down by the witches. Others had come to me, seeking protection, their eyes filled with fear, their bodies trembling from the horrors they had witnessed.Rhys was out of control. No longer the brother I had grown up with. No longer the man I once trusted.He was something else entirely.And if I didn’t stop him soon, Shadowhaven would be nothing but ashes.I sat with Asher and Caleb, going over the plan one last time."How are we going to breach him?" Asher asked, his brows furrowed."You guys know I can take him on my own," I told them, my voice calm but firm."We're always with you," Caleb said. "Tell us how the plan goes.""Don’t worry about it," I repeated, but before I could say more, Karen's vo
Ryan’s Pov(The past)This was the height of it. How could Rhys stoop so low as to kill our father? We grew up without a mother, and now we were without a father too.The weight of it settled over me like a boulder crushing my chest, but I had no time to grieve. My father’s body was still on the floor, his lifeless eyes staring at nothing, and my hands trembled as I forced myself to turn away.I ordered some of the pack members to take care of the mess Rhys had made. My voice was cold, commanding. I couldn't let anyone see the storm raging inside me.But I needed to see him.I needed to look him in the eye and ask him why.I needed to understand how the brother I grew up with, the twin who shared my blood could do something so unforgivable.Rage burned through my veins, but anger wouldn't solve this. I had to keep my emotions in check.With each step toward Rhys's room, my hands clenched into fists. When I threw open his door, the emptiness inside sent another wave of frustration throu
Ryan's Pov(The past)Everything was still under control, for now. Rhys hadn’t brought Jazmine back into our home, and that was a step in the right direction. Or so I thought.Tonight, there was a grand celebration in a neighboring town, a new Alpha was taking his father’s place after his passing. It was a significant event, drawing in leaders, warriors, and nobles from different territories. Naturally, our presence was expected.I prepared for the night and left alongside Caleb and our father. Upon our arrival, the venue was already overflowing with people, but as soon as we stepped in, conversations halted, and heads turned in our direction. It was always like this,our family commanded attention wherever we went. Some people approached, exchanging pleasantries with my father and acknowledging Caleb and me with nods of respect. But one person was missing.My brother.“Hey, hey,” a familiar female voice chimed.I turned to see Karen, my friend, standing beside her mate, Asher, who is
Ryan’s pov(The past) I didn’t have time for this. Father was sending for him again. It was always the same, Rhys never listened, never obeyed. Rhys Blackwood, my twin. I stormed into his chamber without knocking. No need for pleasantries, he never cared for them anyway. As expected, he wasn’t alone. Jazmine. The one woman who shouldn’t be here. Rhys sat lazily on the edge of his bed, his arm draped around her as if he had all the time in the world. His dark eyes flickered to me, unimpressed. “Knocking is part of manners, brother,” he said, his voice laced with amusement. I ignored him. “Father sends for us.” Rhys smirked but didn’t move. His fingers traced slow patterns on Jazmine’s arm, deliberately testing my patience. “Now.” With that, I turned on my heel and left. I didn’t need to wait for him. He’d come eventually. I made my way to the Council Hall, the place where decisions were made, where my father ruled long before us. These days, he spent more time readi
Aurora’s Pov I paced around the room slowly, wincing at the sharp pain that shot through my body with every step. My wounds still ached, but I couldn’t bring myself to lie down. I was restless. My mind kept replaying what had just happened.What was wrong with Ryan? Why did he react that way? Why did his eyes turn black?I shivered at the memory, gripping my arms as I sat down on the edge of the bed. I reached for the glass of water on the stool beside me, my hands trembling slightly as I took a sip. I needed to calm down, but the thought of Ryan out there, possibly struggling with something beyond his control, made my chest tighten.I wanted to cry, but what good would that do? The last thing I needed was to break down when I didn’t even understand what was happening.Just then, the door opened, and Elliot walked in. His face was calm, but I could tell he was observing me, reading my emotions like an open book.“You need to calm down, Aurora. He’ll be fine,” Elliot said in a reassur
Aurora’s Pov The warm water cascaded down my skin as the maids gently bathed me, their hands careful not to touch my wound. The scent of the soap was intoxicating, a mix of lavender and something sweet I couldn’t quite place. If not for the dull ache in my body, I would have enjoyed this moment even more. They washed my hair with different shampoos, each one filling the room with a new, fresh fragrance. My face was cleansed with soft, foamy soap, making me feel like I was being pampered like a queen. Or a baby.I couldn’t help but think about Ryan. He had actually wanted to stay while I bathed. The thought sent a shiver through me, not of fear, but something else. Amusement? Embarrassment? Maybe even excitement. I imagined him pacing outside, arms crossed, frustrated that he couldn’t have things his way. The image made me smile.After the maids were done, they dried my body with delicate towels, moving carefully as they worked. When I stepped out of the bathroom, a dress was already
Ryan’s Pov I was left dumbfounded. She wants to be in my bed? She wants to have s*x??? I wouldn't hesitate to take her right now. But she's wounded. “What did you say?” I asked her as I brought my face closer to hers. I heard her heartbeat quicken. “Nothing,” She answered softly. “I heard what you said, I just want you to repeat it. What did you say, Aurora?” I asked again. She just moved her head signaling that she said nothing. I was calm. Really calm. But my wolf Draven wasn't, and the little guy in my pants was straining painfully, I just have to be calm. She shouldn't have said what she said. Now I'm thinking about all the dirty things I'm gonna do to her when the right time comes. Damn it Ryan. Focus! Aurora had gone quiet, just staring at me. Her eyes held something unreadable, a mix of curiosity and something else I couldn't quite place. "Why are you staring at me?" I asked. She blinked, as if she hadn't realized she had been doing it. "I want to ask
Aurora’s PovThe journey through Ryan’s mansion felt endless. Every corridor, every towering wall, every flickering candle in its ancient sconces screamed of mystery and power. There was something about this place that made my skin crawl, not in fear, but in awe. The dark, gothic vibe of the mansion reminded me of a novel straight out of a dark romance book. If I weren’t in pain, I might have taken a moment to admire it more.When we finally reached Ryan’s room, my breath hitched. It was grand. No, more than grand. It was breathtaking. Massive windows framed by thick, dark curtains. A king-sized bed that looked softer than a cloud. Chandeliers that cast a dim, golden glow, giving the room an intimate, haunting beauty.Ryan walked in without hesitation and gently laid me down on the bed. His touch was careful, almost too careful, as if I would break at the slightest pressure. He pulled a blanket over me, tucking it around my legs. His gaze softened as he looked at me."Are you okay?" h