Over the next few days, I tried to settle back into my normal life.
James and I grew closer, finding solace in each other’s company despite the unspoken fear of Zara’s looming influence and Aiden’s lingering presence.
The pack felt tense, as if everyone was on edge, waiting for something to tip the scales.
But just when I thought things might finally settle, an unexpected visitor arrived at the packhouse, The Alpha King, the one who had a longstanding alliance with ours.
I first saw him during a training session. He was tall, with a rugged face and sharp, calculating eyes that scanned the grounds as if assessing everything at once.
When his gaze landed on me, something about the way he stared made my skin prickle with unease.
Later that evening, I heard whispers circulating among the other pack members about his arrival.
Apparently, he was here to discuss territory negotiations, something that hadn’t been an issue before now.
Tensions were high in the pack, and rumors about a rogue uprising were only making things worse.
James and I discussed it late into the night, but neither of us could shake the feeling that this Alpha King’s visit was more than it seemed.
The following day, I was summoned to meet with Aiden, the visiting Alpha King, and Zara.
Nervous but determined to stay strong, I made my way to the main hall, where they were already waiting.
As soon as I entered, the visitor’s gaze fixed on me, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “So, you’re the omega who’s causing all this trouble.”
The way he said it made my skin crawl, but I squared my shoulders and met his gaze evenly. “I’m not causing any trouble, Alpha King. I’m simply living my life.”
Aiden’s expression was tight, his eyes flashing with a warning as he looked between us. “Alpha Kane, this is Layla. She’s an important member of our pack.”
“Is that so?” Kane’s gaze lingered on me, something calculating in his eyes. “I’ve heard rumors of an unusual bond…”
I felt Zara’s eyes on me, her glare sharp enough to cut glass, but I refused to look away from Kane. “Whatever you’ve heard, Alpha, it’s none of your concern.”
“Hmm.” Kane chuckled, crossing his arms. “Interesting. You have spirit, I’ll give you that.”
Aiden’s jaw tightened. “Kane, I think we’ve discussed everything we needed to. Layla has no part in this conversation.”
But Kane only smirked, his gaze still fixed on me. “Oh, I think she might. I have a proposal, one that could benefit both our packs.” He glanced at Aiden. “How about an alliance by getting her to go back with me?”
I froze, shock flooding through me.
The room fell silent as his words hung in the air.
Aiden’s eyes flared, and for a moment, I saw the raw fury simmering beneath his calm exterior. “Layla is not up for negotiation,” he said through gritted teeth.
But Kane simply shrugged. “Consider it, Aiden. An omega like her could bring a unique strength to my pack. And if she’s a complication for you here, well…” He trailed off, letting the implication linger.
The weight of his proposal settled over me, icy and inescapable.
I glanced at Aiden, trying to read his reaction, but his expression was a mask of restraint.
“Layla isn’t a pawn,” Aiden finally replied, his voice low and dangerous. “And I’ll thank you to remember that.”
But as I looked around the room, I realized that my future was no longer entirely my own.
In a world of Alphas, where power and alliances dictated every decision, I was about to become a bargaining chip.
The silence in the room was stifling, as if every ounce of air had been drawn out by the weight of Alpha Kane’s proposal.
My pulse thudded in my ears, and I felt every eye on me, waiting, as though I were on display.
This wasn’t just a conversation, it was a negotiation that threatened to change my entire life.
Kane’s stare was calculating, his gaze moving over me with a look that made my skin crawl.
Aiden’s fury simmered beneath his calm exterior. His jaw was clenched so tightly I thought his teeth might crack.
The raw possessiveness and anger in his eyes betrayed the thin control he maintained. But what was worse was the sick feeling in my stomach when I realized just how vulnerable I truly was, an omega, tethered to a rejected bond, and now offered as a bargaining chip by a stranger.
Zara watched from the side with a calculated expression, her eyes flicking between me and Aiden. Her lips twisted in a barely concealed smirk, as though the idea of me being removed from the pack had already entertained her for some time.
If Kane took me away, I would be no more than a distant memory, the irritating problem in her path to becoming Luna, neatly solved.
Aiden finally broke the silence, his voice cold. “Layla is an important member of this pack, Kane, and she’s not some piece of property to be traded.”
Kane chuckled, a sound devoid of humor. “Important? She’s an omega, Aiden. And we both know omegas often… complicate things. I see it on your face. You may refuse now, but think carefully. A strengthened alliance with my pack would solve a lot of our shared issues. A bond between her and my pack could create a stabilizing force.”
“A stabilizing force?” I echoed, my voice cutting through the tension. I could feel my hands trembling, but I refused to let my fear show. “I am not a bargaining tool, and I certainly don’t need an alliance to ‘stabilize’ me.”
Kane’s eyes narrowed, and he took a step closer, his lips curling into an amused smile. “You’ve got a fire in you, Layla. Maybe that’s why Aiden’s been so reluctant to break the bond fully. But I think a little fire could be useful.”
Aiden’s hand shot out, placing himself between Kane and me. “She is not interested,” he said sharply, his voice almost a growl. “And you’re crossing a line.”
Kane raised his hands in a mocking show of surrender. “Fine, fine. But think it over, Aiden. You may find that it’s a choice you don’t want to overlook.” His gaze shifted to me one last time, lingering. “We’ll speak again, omega.”
Without another word, he turned and strode out of the room.
The heavy door closed behind him, leaving silence in his wake.
The tension that remained was thick and nearly unbearable.
I couldn’t bring myself to look at Aiden. I felt like I was going to suffocate if I stayed in that room a second longer. Without another word, I turned and left, not bothering to see if anyone followed.
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 words hit me like a punch to the gut, and I stumbled back, the weight of his claim crashing down on me.“No,” I whispered, shaking my head. “I’m not yours anymore. I’m with James.”Aiden’s eyes darkened, his face twisting with a mix of anger and something else, something possessive.“James?” he sneered. “You think he can protect you? You think he can give you what I can’t?”I opened my mouth to respond, but before I could, Aiden grabbed my arm, pulling me against him.The bond flared again, stronger this time, and I felt the overwhelming pull of our connection, something primal and undeniable.“You will always be mine, Layla,” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. “No matter what you do. No matter who you run to.”I struggled to pull away, but his grip was firm, his strength overpowering. And despite the fear coursing through me, I couldn’t deny the way my body reacted to him, the way the bond still tied us together.“Aiden, let me go,” I pleaded, my voice trembling.I wren
Later that night, as I lay in bed, sleep eluded me.The moonlight streamed through the curtains, casting shadows on the walls, and all I could think about was Aiden.I couldn’t understand why he still had this hold on me.He had Zara, a beautiful, powerful wolf who was destined to be the Luna. And I had James, who loved me with every fiber of his being. Yet the bond, even broken, still pulsed beneath my skin, like a heartbeat that wouldn’t fade.I slipped out of bed and moved to the window.The cool night air brushed against my skin as I stared out into the darkness, my thoughts churning.That’s when I felt it...A presence.My heart pounded in my chest as I turned, half expecting to see nothing. But there he was, standing in the shadows near the edge of the woods. Aiden.His eyes glowed in the darkness, fixed on me with an intensity that made my breath catch.Why was he here?Why couldn’t he just leave me alone?I didn’t move, didn’t dare breathe as we locked eyes, the air thick with
Anger surged inside me, cutting through the fear. “You don’t get to decide that. You rejected me, Aiden. You have no claim over me.”His eyes flashed with something primal, something possessive. “The bond says otherwise.”I opened my mouth to argue, but before I could speak, a sharp, burning pain shot through my chest.I gasped, clutching my side as the pain spread like wildfire, searing through my veins. My skin felt like it was on fire, and I fell to my knees, struggling to breathe.“Layla!” Aiden’s voice was distant, but I could feel his hands on me, trying to steady me.The pain intensified, and I looked down at my arm, my heart stopping at the sight.A glowing mark was appearing on my skin, twisting and curling like ancient runes. It pulsed with a strange, ethereal light, as if something deep within me was awakening.Aiden’s eyes widened in shock, his hands hovering over the mark but not touching it. “What... what is this?”“I don’t know,” I gasped, my body trembling from the int
The entrance to the archives was hidden beneath the packhouse, deep underground where the oldest records were kept.The air was cool and damp as we descended the stone steps, the silence oppressive as the weight of centuries of history pressed down on us.Aiden led the way, his body tense as he pushed open the heavy wooden door. Inside, the room was lined with shelves upon shelves of ancient scrolls, dusty books, and forgotten relics.The smell of old paper and leather filled the air, and a strange energy seemed to hum beneath the surface.James immediately set to work, scanning the shelves for anything that might give us a clue about the mark.Aiden and I stood near the center of the room, the tension between us thick and palpable.As James searched, I couldn’t help but glance at Aiden, who was watching me closely. His eyes flicked to my arm, where the mark still glowed faintly beneath my sleeve.“You don’t feel it, do you?” I asked quietly, breaking the silence.Aiden’s eyes met min