D'AngeloThe bouts of sadness I felt were beyond description. Despair consumed my body and soul.I couldn't make sense of my emotions. It made my body numb, and my soul felt as if someone had pulled a plug from deep within me. The only other sensation that registered on my radar was restlessness.I was ruining this beautiful thing I had with Kira. Her unexpected outburst yesterday left me feeling unsettled. She had every right to be frustrated. She wanted the connection of being marked—to have that tangible connection—and it was a natural longing for any mate.But could I give her what she wanted? If I marked her, it would be permanent, and I would brand her as mine for eternity. There were serious consequences to consider. She would carry my scent, my imprint, forever on her skin.In our pack, where appearances were everything, the mark would attract attention.The gossip, the judgment, the danger she would face—all of it would be my fault. People would talk, speculate, and perhaps e
D'Angelo We arrived in front of the building. I parked and quickly got out to open the door for Alexis, who was now bursting with excitement. "This is for you,” I announced, handing her a key with a flourish.“Huh? Don't tell me you bought the house for me to chase me out of the pack house!”I groaned. “Alexis, does this look like a residential area?”Her face changed, and her eyes widened in shock. "This," I gestured towards the building, "is for you to discover. Go on."Caleb and Carol couldn't contain their excitement. "Hurry up, Alexis!" they said at once.With trembling hands, Alexis worked the key into the lock, her movements clumsy. The door swung open, and she let out a scream of pure delight."It's an art gallery! My gallery!" she cried. “Oh my God!”"It's an art gallery! My gallery!" she cried. “Oh my God!”I lingered at the door, not liking the smell of fresh paint that filled the new space. I could hear Alexis's delighted screams echoing from within and leaned against the
Kira The first thing I noticed when I stared at my reflection in the mirror while preparing for school was a strange sight of tiny, scattered rashes that had made their appearance on my face. "What's this?" I whispered to myself, leaning closer to the mirror and hoping I wasn't falling sick.Puzzled about the rash, I applied a layer of makeup to conceal it and grew more puzzled when I was surprised to see Amari getting ready for school.My surprise was hard to hide. "Amari, what's going on? Didn't you say you would rather scrub the toilet floors day and night than go to school?”Amari faced me with a broad grin. "Changed my mind, I've decided I want a diploma. You guys are winging it so why can't I?”“I'm happy,” I squealed and wanted to hug her but I felt a pang on my chest and wondered what was happening to me. "That's amazing, Amari,” I said while coughing. She frowned and gave me a concerned look.“Are you okay?”“Mm-hmm,” I said. “Maybe I woke up on the wrong side. Enough abou
KiraThe cool water had long since turned tepid around me, and somehow, I had fallen asleep in the tub. It was the gentle shake from my mom that woke me up."Kira? Why on earth are you sleeping in the bathtub?" she asked, bewildered.Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I sat up, feeling suddenly self-conscious. "I... I don't know, Mom. I felt off after lunch, and it just got worse."She knelt beside the tub, her eyes scanning my face, searching for clues to my condition. "What do you mean by 'off'? Tell me everything, honey."I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts. "It started with restlessness, then I started sweating a lot. And my thighs, they're swollen and red. I also noticed a rash."At the mention of the rash, her face turned grave. "Oh, dear," she sighed, "It sounds like you're in heat."My cheeks burned. Heat? How could I be in heat when D'Angelo hadn't marked me?"But isn't that for... I mean, I thought you had to be... with someone for that to happen?" My voice trembled as
D'AngeloIn the stillness of my study, an intense longing to see Kira overtook me. She had deliberately turned off her phone, and unfortunately, the omegas weren’t blessed with the ability to mind-link.I hadn’t spoken to her since our last argument, and the ache of missing her was deeper than I had anticipated.On impulse, I grabbed my phone and dialed her number, but the impersonal tone confirming her phone was off greeted me.Unable to bear it, I decided I couldn’t stay put any longer. I needed to see her. I left the house, and walked briskly to the omega duplex. I passed some omega elders and they stood up in respect, their cigars glowing faintly under the moonlight. I gave them a brief wave before continuing on my way.When I arrived at the omega duplex, I spotted a chubby woman nearby and motioned for her to come over. I could feel impatience clawing at me as she approached and her excitement looked clearly exaggerated."Good evening, Alpha! May the goddess be kind to you," she
Kira Haunted by horror, all I could do was watch helplessly as D'Angelo rushed out. He went to war with a fucking boner.Under different circumstances, I might have laughed until I cried or even soiled myself at how absurd the situation appeared, but the seriousness of the circumstances drained any hint of humor.The underground shelter was dark, with tiny light bulbs hanging on the walls that barely provided enough light to see anything.My mom grabbed my hand and held onto a bedsheet as we kept running. D'Angelo going to war left me trembling with worry. My hands shook uncontrollably as I desperately tried to calm my racing thoughts.Around me, people were in various states of distress. Some were crying, others were afraid, and some paced back and forth.And it dawned on me—here, there was no discrimination. The rich and poor, betas and omegas, all of us were equals, no differences between us. No one was better than anyone else, no one was more superior.The shelter expanded into a
D'Angelo⚠️We marched to the front lines of battle, driven by honor and duty. Every alpha in our tribe, along with scouts, soldiers, warriors, and council members, was fully armed.I looked out over the horizon, my body slick with cold sweat. With thousands of us gathered, it was difficult for me to keep track of every one of my warriors.The moonlight barely illuminated the shadowed forest, and the wind howled outside the clearing, encircled by dark, towering trees.This chaos was not what I had envisioned when I assumed the role of Alpha. This was not the leadership I had signed up for.I prayed that no one would die as I glanced up at the sky. Speed bikes zoomed by on either side of us, alarms and sirens blaring in the night.We ensured there was a military roadblock behind us to protect our women and children before heading north.I barked orders at my team, trying to bring some semblance of order to the chaos. Leo and Grey trailed closely behind me, following my commands without
KiraAfter more than four days stuck in this godforsaken underground shelter, I almost cried with happiness at the thought of finally getting out into the sunlight again.The kids were falling sick, and a cough was spreading through the shelter like wildfire. Unable to stand it any longer, Zina and the leading females decided to open the main door.A few people rushed outside, desperate for a breath of fresh air, while most of us hovered around the staircase. Mom was with the omega women when I excused myself for a stroll. I stopped when I saw Zina chewing on some mint herbs, looking sick.“Are you okay? You don’t look well,” I said, rushing towards her with concern. “You need lots of rest. Don’t you think you’re overworking yourself?”She dismissed my concerns with a smile and wiped the sweat from her forehead. “It’s nothing serious. Just first-trimester pregnancy complications. The mint makes me feel better.”I gave her a small, clenched smile of pity and gently placed my hand on he
My mind fluttered away, anxious that D-Day had finally arrived. Aunt Helena didn't make it, and I was sure that I would see her on the mainland.Half in anticipation and half in dread, I prayed that everything would work out smoothlIt wasn't as exciting as a competition usually is, as the girls already knew the winner, but that was the least of my worries. All I wanted was for this to be over so I could live happily ever after with Adonis without anyone interrupting uOn D-Day, we were getting dressed, and the private helicopters were already outside to take us. I felt a little sad to leave this beautiful place, so full of peace and far away from the madness and complexities of lif"What's on your mind, my queen?" Natalia joked behind me and placed a hand on my shoulder. "I need to make sure that your makeup is perfectMy stomach churned, and I grew anxious by the gazes that I would get from people, knowing that there was no way in hell my father wouldn't find out. I didn't know what
Sophia looked over her shoulder and shot Iris a glance from the corner of her eye.She hated her so much that anytime she saw her, her skin would crawl. Sophia didn't think she was capable of hating anyone that badly. Iris was an insignificant pest and would soon be crushed. She was blocking Sophia's path and stealing what belonged to her.The silly girl didn't know what was about to come for her, and Sophia just couldn't contain her excitement at the thought of watching her crumble when the truth came out.Let the show begin!A muscle tic jumped in her cheek, and she felt a flush of warmth spread through her body, making her lightheaded with thoughts of how the fool's lies were about to be exposed.Sophia had always known there was something off about Iris, and now her suspicions were confirmed—she was the Syndicate Alpha's daughter.The deceit made her blood boil, and she vowed to expose Iris for the fraud she truly was.How could she have the audacity, the sheer audacity, to partic
Iris I struggled to open my eyes, but my eyelids felt heavy, and my vision was blurry. When I finally managed to pry them open, the world around me was hazy.Confused, I closed my eyes again, trying to clear the fog from my mind. I opened them a second time, and my vision was clearer, but I realized that something was amiss.I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my back, making me gasp. I reached around and felt a thick layer of sterile dressing covering my skin.Then the memories of that horrific moment came flooding back: the scorching acid pouring down my back, the pain that seemed never-ending.Damn it, I couldn't believe that this wasn't just some nightmare in my head—it was all too real. My back would never be the same again, all because of some jealous psycho's twisted actions.My heart broke miserably, and I swallowed hard. Whoever was behind this was heartless, and all for what? Adonis, who would never choose them anyway?They had no shame. It was disgusting how l
AdonisI was furious when I discovered that some sick bastard dared to douse Iris's body with acid.It felt like a cruel joke, a sickening slap in the face—and I couldn't wrap my head around something so despicable that could happen to a pure, harmless soul. I blamed myself for letting her leave the safety of my sight. If only she had stayed a little longer, this terrible act could have been prevented.The thought of what she must be going through filled me with rage beyond words.Machines were beeping, and medical staff in scrubs were working quickly to attend to her. My mind was chaotic as I paced around the small clinic."Dammit," I swore, breathless with rage. After they had gotten her out of danger, I was allowed to see her.I gently brushed a hair off her face while the highly skilled medical staff efficiently attended to her wounds."We've identified that the acid used is a mild form, and fortunately, it didn't affect her internal organs. She will recover quickly," one of them
🔞🔞🔞Adonis and I lay side by side on the grass. It had been over twenty minutes since the power outage had enveloped the mansion, and boy, did we love it. We had all the privacy we needed to explore our bodies. I stifled my laughter when Adonis wrenched my skirt up around my ass. He was inordinately pleased with himself at that moment, which only intensified my smile as I pulled his shirt off and kissed him softly on his chest.'Surely you're not thinking about having sex here in the open,' I said playfully into his mouth as he pulled me tighter against his naked body. He smiled as he nipped my jawline softly before kissing me harder.“Who's going to try and stop us, right? There's nowhere else I'd rather be than right here with you.”“And what if someone sees us? What if there are guards patrolling the house? Or if the power comes back on?”Adonis covered my mouth hungrily before pulling out a pack of condoms. 'Well then, I guess we'll have to hurry because I have no desire to le
The girls were fuming with envy toward me, and I noticed how they would frown and sulk whenever I walked into the room.They were unnecessarily rude, talking behind my back and giving me fake smiles, and even those who were nice enough were just putting on an act.Jealousy couldn't be hidden, no matter how hard they tried to mask it. The way the girls were acting toward me was unsettling. Their envy consumed them so much that I worried they might do something to hurt me.I hoped they wouldn't attempt to poison my food.Sitting cross-legged on my bed, I pulled out a classic literature book I had taken from Adonis' study and tried to ignore the subtle insults from the other girls.The trick was to act like I didn’t hear them, but I couldn’t deny that their words stung. It was hard to remain calm.“Let’s be real,” one of the girls, who seemed the most spiteful, spoke up. “Alpha Adonis might have flirted with other girls too. He’s probably testing to see who’s the best before making his c
The sound of footsteps outside her cell drew Helena’s attention back to the present. She tensed as Victoria, Alexander’s whore, approached her, clasping her hands together in a tight grip. The hatred Helena felt for Victoria surged to the surface, burning hot and fierce. She had never known she could hate anyone more than she hated this woman. Victoria needed to be punished for causing Mona so much pain, even up until her death.Victoria’s smirk was malicious, her satisfaction evident as she raised her chin high, wild-eyed. She looked down at Helena with a smug expression, as if relishing in her suffering.“So, how is the confinement?” Victoria asked, her voice dripping with false sweetness.Helena shrugged and turned away, refusing to give her the satisfaction of a response. “What do you think?”“You should eat,” Victoria said indifferently, setting a tray of food on the floor. “We’re just trying to find your niece.”“I won’t touch anything from you,” Helena spat back, her voice full
Helena sat on the cold, gray stone floor of the dank cell in Alexander’s house. The bastard had locked her up for three days. The stone was rough and unforgiving beneath her, seeping its chill through her thin clothing. She leaned against the damp wall, the smell of mildew and decay filling her nostrils, wondering when this madness would finally be over.Her thoughts kept circling back to her husband, Bruno. A spineless coward, that’s what he was. It angered her to no end that he hadn’t come for her. But even more than her own predicament, she was worried about Iris. The girl’s safety weighed heavily on her heart.Helena sensed danger closing in. She needed to warn Iris to flee before it was too late. She had seen the evil in Alexander’s eyes, the way he relished in others’ pain. He was capable of anything. Her greatest fear was that Alexander would drag Iris back into his cruel world, the same world that had nearly destroyed her.History was repeating itself. Helena’s sister, Mona
When I entered Adonis’ room, the lighting was dim, just bright enough to reveal his sleeping figure. The heavy curtains barely let in any light.Adonis lay still, his powerful frame resting under the covers. Despite his powerful Lycan nature, he looked fragile, as if strong medications had knocked him out.I stood there, my mind confused. How could someone as powerful as Adonis fall ill? His blood was stronger than most werewolves', making him more resistant to illnesses and diseases than any of us. Fred’s gaze lingered on me, as if he could read my thoughts. His smile was gentle, but it didn’t reach his eyes. There was surely something behind it."Don’t worry about him," Fred assured me. "It’s just stress. I’m sure when he wakes up, he’ll feel a lot better.""Stress?" I echoed, trying to make sense of it. "What’s causing him stress? He seemed fine the last time I saw him."Fred ran a hand through his hair, looking uncomfortable. He looked away and his eyes avoided mine as if the ans