Kane sat in the dim light of his grand office, the soft flicker of a nearby lantern casting long shadows on the polished oak desk.The room was filled with silence, broken only by the faint rustle of parchment as he shuffled through documents that had lost all meaning to him.His mind, relentless and unyielding, was occupied by a single name, Layla. Or Aria, as she was now called.He leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his disheveled hair, his face etched with a mixture of longing and torment.The memory of her, standing with Rylan, holding Ace’s hand, her features so familiar yet distant, clawed at his heart.For the past few weeks, Kane had wrestled with the truth.Layla, the woman he had loved and mourned, was alive. But she had no recollection of their bond, no memory of their shared past. To her, he was a stranger. Worse yet, she was now tied to Rylan, the very man who had stood against him in the bid for power.And then there was Ace.Kane's mind wandered to the boy
The cozy warmth of their home contrasted sharply with the uneasy silence that hung in the air.Ace was in high spirits, his youthful energy filling the space as he darted around the living room, clutching one of the toys Alpha King Kane had gifted him during their stay.“Mommy, did you see how big his treasure chest was? And the sword he let me hold? It was so shiny!” Ace exclaimed, his voice full of wonder.His tiny hands mimicked the motion of swinging a sword, nearly toppling a vase on the side table.Aria caught the vase just in time, her reflexes sharp despite the exhaustion she felt. “I saw, sweetheart. You looked like a true little warrior with that sword,” she replied with a warm smile, tucking a stray lock of his dark hair behind his ear.Ace’s face lit up with pride. “He said I was brave! Like a knight in the stories you tell me!” His excitement was infectious, but Aria couldn’t bring herself to fully embrace it.Her mind was elsewhere, burdened by the strange tension that h
After the long hug that seemed to stitch together the fragments of the day, Rylan gently guided Aria back to their shared room.Ace had fallen asleep as soon as his little head touched the pillow, his small chest rising and falling in peaceful slumber.Rylan kissed Aria’s forehead, whispered a tender goodnight, and slipped into his own side of the bed.Soon, his rhythmic breathing filled the room, signaling that he had succumbed to exhaustion. But for Aria, sleep was elusive.She lay still, staring at the intricate designs on the ceiling, her thoughts whirling like leaves caught in a storm.It wasn’t just the tension of the day or Rylan’s somber mood since their return that kept her awake. No, it was the growing weight of confusion, of something just beyond her grasp, tickling the edges of her consciousness.The first tendrils of doubt had crept in months ago, the day she met Alpha King Kane for the first time.The image of him frozen in the street after Ace splashed him with ice crea
The morning sun streamed through the windows, its golden rays casting a warm glow across the room.Despite the serenity of the dawn, tension filled the air as Aria sat at the edge of their bed, her hands clasped tightly in her lap.Across from her, Rylan leaned against the window frame, his arms crossed and his gaze fixed on the horizon.Neither had spoken much since waking, the weight of the truth revealed the night before still fresh and heavy between them.Ace, blissfully unaware of the undercurrents brewing around him, was playing in the adjacent room.His joyful giggles echoed faintly through the walls, a stark contrast to the somber mood enveloping his parents.Aria finally broke the silence, her voice soft but tinged with uncertainty. “What do we do now, Rylan?” She looked up at him, her emerald eyes filled with worry. “This changes everything. Ace… he’s not just…” Her voice trailed off as she struggled to put her swirling thoughts into words.Rylan turned to face her, his feat
The morning of my eighteenth birthday began like any other day in the Bourne Pack, with me running late for my shift at the pack café.As I sprinted past the training grounds, my worn sneakers kicking up dust, I couldn't help but smile.Today was supposed to be special, the day when most wolves discovered their mate bonds, but I had long since accepted my likely mateless fate as an omega."Layla!"A familiar voice called out, making me skid to a stop.James, our Head Beta's son, jogged over with that easy smile that had half the pack swooning."Happy birthday!""Thanks," I said, tucking a strand of dark hair behind my ear. "But I'm really late...""I know, I know. But here." He thrust a small wrapped package into my hands. "Open it later yeah?"I clutched the gift, warmth spreading through my chest.James had been nothing but kind to me since his mate died two years ago, and sometimes I caught myself wondering if..."Layla."The deep, commanding voice froze me in place.Every wolf in
The Bourne Pack hierarchy had always been crystal clear. Alphas at the top, followed by the Luna, then Betas, Warriors, Gammas, and finally, Omegas at the bottom.We each had our place, our roles, our invisible boundaries.It was a system that had worked for generations. But as I stood in the pack dining hall the morning after my rejection, that system felt like a noose around my neck."Omega!" Zara's sharp voice cut through the breakfast chatter. "My coffee's cold. Again."I bit back a sigh and headed to her table, where she held court with her inner circle, all daughters of high ranking pack members.The future Luna's perfectly manicured nails drummed against the table as she fixed me with a cold smile."You know, Layla," she said, loud enough for nearby tables to hear, "I've been thinking about pack positions lately. Particularly about omegas who can't perform their simple duties correctly."My hands trembled slightly as I picked up her cup.Through the lingering phantom of our s
The packhouse was bustling with activity, the usual evening chatter filling the hallways. For everyone else, this was just another day, another night in the life of the Bourne Pack. But for me, everything had changed.I forced myself to walk calmly, to ignore the gnawing ache in my chest as Aiden’s rejection replayed in my mind.He was my mate, and he had thrown me away as if I meant nothing. And now, I had to pretend like it never happened, to carry on as though my world hadn’t just been flipped upside down.I pushed open the door to the omega quarters, a small area tucked in the back of the packhouse where those of us with lesser ranks lived.It wasn’t much, barely large enough for the few of us who stayed here, but it was home. The familiar scent of lavender and worn wood greeted me as I stepped inside.“Layla!” Sarah, my closest friend, called out from across the room. She had been my anchor since we were kids, always there with a smile and a joke when life got hard. She waved me
The next morning, I woke to a strange mix of emotions, relief and dread battling inside me.Last night, I had made a choice, a decision that could give me the life I wanted. But in the quiet of the early morning, as the packhouse began to stir with life, I couldn’t shake the feeling that it wasn’t over.I lay in bed for a while, staring up at the ceiling, trying to push away the thought of Aiden.The mate bond was supposed to fade after a rejection, wasn’t it?So why did I still feel the pull, the constant hum of energy that tethered me to him?It wasn’t as strong as before, but it was there, a faint reminder of what I was trying to leave behind.A soft knock on my door snapped me out of my thoughts.“Layla? You awake?”It was Sarah. I sat up quickly and called for her to come in.She poked her head through the door, her blonde curls bouncing as usual. “I made coffee,” she said with a grin, holding up two mugs. “Figured you could use some after last night.”I smiled gratefully as she
The morning sun streamed through the windows, its golden rays casting a warm glow across the room.Despite the serenity of the dawn, tension filled the air as Aria sat at the edge of their bed, her hands clasped tightly in her lap.Across from her, Rylan leaned against the window frame, his arms crossed and his gaze fixed on the horizon.Neither had spoken much since waking, the weight of the truth revealed the night before still fresh and heavy between them.Ace, blissfully unaware of the undercurrents brewing around him, was playing in the adjacent room.His joyful giggles echoed faintly through the walls, a stark contrast to the somber mood enveloping his parents.Aria finally broke the silence, her voice soft but tinged with uncertainty. “What do we do now, Rylan?” She looked up at him, her emerald eyes filled with worry. “This changes everything. Ace… he’s not just…” Her voice trailed off as she struggled to put her swirling thoughts into words.Rylan turned to face her, his feat
After the long hug that seemed to stitch together the fragments of the day, Rylan gently guided Aria back to their shared room.Ace had fallen asleep as soon as his little head touched the pillow, his small chest rising and falling in peaceful slumber.Rylan kissed Aria’s forehead, whispered a tender goodnight, and slipped into his own side of the bed.Soon, his rhythmic breathing filled the room, signaling that he had succumbed to exhaustion. But for Aria, sleep was elusive.She lay still, staring at the intricate designs on the ceiling, her thoughts whirling like leaves caught in a storm.It wasn’t just the tension of the day or Rylan’s somber mood since their return that kept her awake. No, it was the growing weight of confusion, of something just beyond her grasp, tickling the edges of her consciousness.The first tendrils of doubt had crept in months ago, the day she met Alpha King Kane for the first time.The image of him frozen in the street after Ace splashed him with ice crea
The cozy warmth of their home contrasted sharply with the uneasy silence that hung in the air.Ace was in high spirits, his youthful energy filling the space as he darted around the living room, clutching one of the toys Alpha King Kane had gifted him during their stay.“Mommy, did you see how big his treasure chest was? And the sword he let me hold? It was so shiny!” Ace exclaimed, his voice full of wonder.His tiny hands mimicked the motion of swinging a sword, nearly toppling a vase on the side table.Aria caught the vase just in time, her reflexes sharp despite the exhaustion she felt. “I saw, sweetheart. You looked like a true little warrior with that sword,” she replied with a warm smile, tucking a stray lock of his dark hair behind his ear.Ace’s face lit up with pride. “He said I was brave! Like a knight in the stories you tell me!” His excitement was infectious, but Aria couldn’t bring herself to fully embrace it.Her mind was elsewhere, burdened by the strange tension that h
Kane sat in the dim light of his grand office, the soft flicker of a nearby lantern casting long shadows on the polished oak desk.The room was filled with silence, broken only by the faint rustle of parchment as he shuffled through documents that had lost all meaning to him.His mind, relentless and unyielding, was occupied by a single name, Layla. Or Aria, as she was now called.He leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his disheveled hair, his face etched with a mixture of longing and torment.The memory of her, standing with Rylan, holding Ace’s hand, her features so familiar yet distant, clawed at his heart.For the past few weeks, Kane had wrestled with the truth.Layla, the woman he had loved and mourned, was alive. But she had no recollection of their bond, no memory of their shared past. To her, he was a stranger. Worse yet, she was now tied to Rylan, the very man who had stood against him in the bid for power.And then there was Ace.Kane's mind wandered to the boy
Despite the tension from the revelations that had come to light, Ace’s boundless energy had been the glue holding together an otherwise precarious situation.The little boy was everywhere, his infectious laughter echoing through the grand halls as he raced up and down, seemingly immune to the weight of the adults’ simmering emotions.Now, as Aria gently guided him toward the car, Ace broke away from her grasp, his small legs carrying him toward Kane.“Wait!” he exclaimed, his bright eyes shining with mischief and affection. “I have to say goodbye properly.”Kane, who had been standing a short distance away, stiffened slightly at the boy’s approach.Despite everything, Ace had wormed his way into the Alpha King’s heart with his unfiltered honesty and unyielding enthusiasm.When Ace flung his arms around Kane’s waist, Kane froze for a heartbeat before his large hands rested gently on the boy’s back.“I’ll miss you, Mr. Kane,” Ace said earnestly, craning his neck to look up at him. “You’
Rylan stormed into Kane’s estate, his wolf barely restrained beneath his human form.His bond with Aria and Ace had made him hypersensitive to their absence, and their unexpected night away gnawed at his protective instincts.As he entered the grand hall, Kane appeared at the top of the staircase, his imposing figure casting a long shadow.“Where are they?” Rylan demanded, his voice a low growl.Kane’s expression was calm but resolute as he descended the stairs. “They’re safe,” he said. “But before you see them, we need to talk.”“I don’t have time for this,” Rylan snapped, his frustration evident.Kane’s eyes flashed with authority, and his voice hardened. “You’ll make time. This isn’t just about them, it’s about the truth you’ve been avoiding since the moment you met her.”Rylan stiffened, his wolf bristling at the challenge. “What are you talking about?”Kane stopped a few feet away from him, his piercing gaze locking onto Rylan’s. “Aria isn’t who you think she is,” he said, his to
Aria walked down the grand hallways of Kane’s estate, her thoughts clouded by the strange interactions she’d had with the Alpha King since arriving.His intense stares, the unspoken tension, it all gnawed at her, leaving her uneasy.Ace, clutching his new stuffed wolf toy, skipped beside her, his childish energy a stark contrast to her inner turmoil.As she turned a corner, lost in thought, she bumped into someone. A sneer greeted her before words did.“Well, well, look who it is,” came a sharp, mocking voice. “The mysterious Luna.”Aria stepped back instinctively, holding Ace close as her gaze locked onto a strikingly beautiful woman with icy blue eyes filled with malice.The woman crossed her arms, her lips curling in a disdainful smirk.“Excuse me,” Aria said politely, trying to sidestep the confrontation.But Amelia was not one to be dismissed. She stepped into Aria’s path, her posture predatory, her eyes narrowing with calculated intent. “Oh, don’t play coy,” she said, her tone d
The sun was already high in the sky when Ace wriggled out of bed, wide awake and ready for mischief.He glanced at his mother, who was still fast asleep. Her breathing was slow and even, her exhaustion from the previous night evident.“Mama needs rest,” he whispered to himself, his little face scrunching up in thought.His gaze drifted to the door, and a mischievous grin spread across his lips. “I’ll go explore.”With his "treasure" stone tucked safely into his pocket, Ace slipped out of the room and padded quietly through the hallways.The vast estate was like a labyrinth to him, filled with endless possibilities for fun.Eventually, his wandering led him to the study where Alpha King Kane sat, engrossed in a set of documents.The boy peeked around the doorframe before stepping inside with the confidence only a child could muster.“Hello, Mr. King!” Ace chirped, startling Kane.Kane looked up, his sharp gaze softening when he saw the boy. “Ace,” he said, setting the papers aside. “Wh
Ace’s excitement was contagious as he brandished his shiny stone, holding it up to the light.Aria knelt beside him, smiling at her son’s unrelenting energy.Kane stood nearby, watching the pair with an intensity he barely concealed.Each interaction between mother and son only deepened the ache within him, a feeling he couldn’t name, but one he couldn’t ignore.The atmosphere was interrupted when a second messenger arrived, hurrying to Kane with urgent news.“Alpha Rylan has been delayed,” the messenger explained to Kane. “The border dispute requires further negotiation. He asked me to inform Luna Aria that he might not return until late tomorrow.”Aria’s face shifted with concern, but before she could speak, Kane stepped forward. “It’s far too late for you and the boy to travel back tonight,” he said, his tone final. “You’ll stay here.”Aria hesitated, glancing down at Ace, who was happily tossing his “treasure” into the air and catching it. “That’s kind of you,” she said slowly. “B