IrisWithout further discussion, I followed the Alpha upstairs, my heart racing with each step. My hand gripped the carved banister, and when we arrived at the top, he led me to a large door with a silver handle shaped like a lion's head.He opened it and motioned for me to enter. I walked into a spacious office with dark wood paneling, leather furniture, and a massive stone fireplace. The walls were decorated with expensive artwork and trophies.Alpha Adonis walked around the massive desk, motioning for me to sit in one of the leather chairs. I sat down, avoiding his gaze.Someone rushed into the office, strumming a guitar; it was the alpha's friend, the one Natalia had a crush on. I stole a glance at him; he was always smiling, and despite being slightly taller than Alpha Adonis, he was more lanky, whereas Alpha had a toned body.His fingers deftly plucked the guitar strings, and he played a familiar tune."What do you want?" Alpha Adonis asked his friend, pretending to be annoyed.
AdonisMy phone was pressed against my ear, and I fought the urge to scream at these council members to leave me the fuck alone. The enormous responsibilities bestowed upon me were more manageable when my father was healthy, but now that he was ill, I'd become the primary target of all scrutiny from friends and foes.After making at least the fiftieth call that evening- and I mean this literally, I groaned into my palms and scribbled notes on a pad of paper. Following the final call from my father's best friend, Uncle Axton, I let out a deep yawn, my jaw cracking with a satisfying pop."Oh hell no," I grumbled, almost tossing my phone aside as it buzzed with a text. But it was from Fred, and my shoulders slumped with relief. When I read the message, I broke out into a wide smile."Your little birdie will meet you tonight on the terrace. Break a leg."I smiled so widely it hurt. Fred was pleased I was finally interested in one of the girls, and he'd been hinting since yesterday that I
IrisI was dumbfounded as I watched the alpha's gaze consume me. My hand was still extended, and he touched my fingers, tracing them from thumb to index finger before raising them to the light. I felt a surge of electricity as he studied the lines on my palm.His touch was gentle and sensual, and his fingers moved slowly and deliberately as if memorizing every curve and crease. What was he doing? This was strange but in a good way.He didn't say anything; just stared at my hand like it was the most fascinating thing he'd ever seen.His gaze flickered up to mine, and we locked eyes for a brief moment. My fears subsided as I spent more time with him. I could tell he wanted to ask me something, but he kept stopping himself, leaving me wondering what was going on in his head. He dropped my hand quickly, tucked his hands into his pockets, and avoided my gaze. Then he turned away, saying a curt "goodnight" before quickly walking away as if trying to distance himself from me.What the hell
AdonisI stood at the second-floor window, gazing out at the laughter and splashing water below. The girls were naked, skinny-dipping, and having a blast. I craned my neck to find Iris.She had a soft, inviting body that drew me in. I wanted to make love to her right there against this window, with the moonlight shining down on our bodies. I wanted to cup her curvy ass, which looked incredibly sexy. Her colored hair swirled as she moved, captivating me.I gazed at her as if photographing her with my eyes, and something powerful surged through my body. It felt like a tingling in the pit of my stomach. The girl's presence was gradually unlocking my heart and soul, and no matter how hard I tried not to think about her, I couldn't stop.I felt guilty for gradually moving on from my wife's death and falling for a stranger I barely knew. Isabella would be upset that I was lusting after another woman, I thought ruefully, turning away from the window.My heart ached as memories of Isabella fl
IrisI sat next to Natalia in the semi-empty lounge, listening to soft country music in the background. Except for a few girls chatting in the far corner, the room was completely empty.I'd spent the entire day debating whether to tell Natalia about Adonis. I wasn't supposed to trust anyone, especially with something like this. But Natalia was my only friend here, and she might be able to help me figure things out.However, a voice inside my head warned me not to tell her, in case she opened her mouth to reveal the secret. I couldn't take the risk. I was already in too deep, and who knows if the alpha genuinely liked me or was drawn to my singing voice?Keeping this secret to myself was not a big deal; I could act as if the alpha and I never interacted and still win the game on merit. But Fred was already friendly with me, and Natalia was attracted to him.This was a tough one.Natalia must have noticed me fidgeting with my hands and looking around the room, because she asked if I was
IrisThe Alpha's smile made me melt, but a growing fear in the back of my mind that he would ask us to go outside and shift into our wolf made me tremble.That was going to be a disaster because he would discover that my wolf was an Omega.There was no denying it now: the alpha was romantically interested in me, and if things continued as they were, I'd win the beauty pageant, and things would go downhill.He kissed me again, and I allowed it. The warmth of personal contact made it difficult for me to think clearly.Getting close to the alpha was a bad idea, but I couldn't help myself because I was already too deep.On the other hand, this could work to my advantage. If he keeps our relationship quiet, perhaps my dad will never find out. I could keep my head down and enjoy the rest of my life without fear of my father coming after me.My head was spinning, and I had no idea what to do."There's something about you," he said, pulling me into his arms. "Something I can't quite place."F
Adonis If someone had told me I'd ever feel this way, I wouldn't have believed them. Iris made me feel peaceful. Being with her made me happy with everything, and I didn't want to be with anyone else.It was hard to ignore the problems around me, but my growing interest in her made me happy. She was getting attached to me in ways I never imagined. I thought losing Isabella had stolen my heart and that I’d never be able to love again.Yet here I was, feeling emotions I thought were long gone. I was ashamed to admit it, but my feelings for Iris might be stronger than my feelings for my late wife, and the guilt was eating me alive. Why was I moving on so quickly?It wasn't fair to Isabella's memory, and I felt like I was betraying her- like loving again was somehow dishonoring her memory.Apart from that, there was a major issue I was avoiding: my wolf, my fucking psycho wolf. This problem was a ticking time bomb waiting to go off, and if Iris finds out, she might reject me. Who in the
Iris I crept behind my wolf companion, making sure my footsteps were soft on the grass. The wolf was as restless as usual, with its eyes darting back and forth."Hey," I said, crouching next to it and gently petting its fur. "What's wrong?" I asked softly. "You seem very sad today."The wolf whimpered again, fixing its gaze on me as if waiting for me to save it. I pulled it into a tight hug."I am here for you," I said, kissing the wolf's nose and watching as its body relaxed into my embrace. It was like magic, and I wondered what I was doing to make this wolf feel so at ease when it was with me.The poor thing looked so sad. I kept wondering what kind of human was hiding behind that gorgeous fur. Maybe it was someone who had been hurt and was hiding from the world, like me. That's why I could relate to the wolf.It seemed to be carrying the weight of the world on its shoulders, and I hoped it wasn't abused. That would be extremely heartbreaking. The wolf's eyes were filled with long
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