AXELAs I stepped through the entrance of the magnificent lycan building, I couldn't shake off the feeling of disappointment and frustration. The journey back to my pack had finally come to an end, but I was returning empty-handed, without fulfilling the purpose that had driven me to leave in the first place. I made a silent promise to myself as I walked in, "I promised Father I would keep it," I repeated, the words echoing in my mind like a mantra.As I entered the area where I expected to find the asshole and the rest of my deltas, I was met with an unsettling sight. The room was in disarray, and the atmosphere was thick with tension. But what caught my attention was the absence of the one person I had expected to see - my unknown goddess forbidden being. He was nowhere to be found, and a part of me wasn't surprised. I scanned the room, my eyes searching for any sign of my deltas, the ones who were supposed to be loyal and by my side. But to my surprise, most of them were nowhere
ELIANASo, you want to hear a love story? Well, mine's not for the faint of heart. It's a tale of forbidden love, creepy curses, and a whole lot of heartache. My name is Eliana Astrid, and I'm a werewolf with a curse to bear. Buckle up, because this story is about to take a dark and twisted turn.**********"You wicked woman!" Former Luna, Calantha, bellowed, her voice like thunder, I couldn't help but recoil. "Why do you refuse to bear the alpha an heir?" She leaned in, lowering her voice to sound even more menacing, "Have you no care about the Pack's future? Why are you trying to prove to everyone that you're truly cursed?" My wolf bristled at her words, but I forced her to stay calm. This was a confrontation I had to endure, a ritual of sorts.I spoke in a low tone, my eyes cast downward. "I'm trying my best." The weight of my words hung in the air, a reminder of my failure. As the alpha's mate, I had been married to Gabriel for three years, yet I had been unable to fulfill my most
002ELIANA I woke up the next morning feeling completely drained. I wished I could just wake up from this crazy dream, but unfortunately, I couldn't.I couldn't shake the memory of the ridiculously handsome man from the nightclub, but I tried to ignore it. I had bigger problems to worry about.I got out of bed and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I barely recognized the person staring back at me. I checked the clock on the wall—it was six AM. Gabriel was nowhere to be found. I didn't need to ask where he was. The answer was obvious.The door creaked open, and he walked in. Seeing him again hurt even more than I expected. Our eyes met, and my heart sank.He broke the silence, his voice devoid of warmth. "My beta informed me that you visited our headquarters. What was the purpose of your visit?” I felt a pang in my heart as I noticed the change in him. He was different, and it hurt. Usually, he'd greet me with a kiss or some affection, but tonight, there was nothing.I shook
ELIANA Overwhelmed and utterly bewildered, I stood frozen, grappling with Gabriel's rejection. Folding clothes mechanically, my mind replayed my father's haunting words: "The love he claims to have for you will soon die." His disdainful tone echoed, conjuring painful childhood memories and unleashing a fresh wave of tears.With a heavy heart, I reluctantly dragged my box out of the compound, casting one final glance at the life I was leaving behind. The stark reality of my departure settled in, and I fought back tears, blinking uncontrollably to stem the emotional tide.The permanence of my departure was almost too much to bear, and I struggled to accept the finality of it all, my mind numbing the pain by convincing me it was just a temporary goodbye.As I settled into my ride, headed back to the chaos I thought I'd escaped forever, I felt a pang of despair. The ride seemed to fly by, and I wished it could last forever—a fleeting refuge from the sorrow that awaited me.Gazing up at t
ELIANAI adorned myself with gold jewelry, secured my hair into a sleek ponytail, and added subtle touches of makeup. Just then, a knock at the door broke the silence.I swiftly finished applying the blush, slipped into my black stilettos, grabbed my black purse, and hurriedly exited my room.I crossed my fingers, wishing myself luck; I let out a deep sigh and, with a sense of resignation, stepped outside.A deep, baritone voice greeted me as I stepped out. "I've been instructed to escort you to the ceremony."I nodded with a faint smile on my lips and followed him to the parking lot. We exited the room, the evening air enveloping us as we walked toward the waiting vehicle.As I stepped out of the car, the melody of music enveloped me, but my nerves intensified. My father's haunting words still lingered: "If no one is attracted to you, you'll end up on the streets."I strutted in confidently, but my face unexpectedly collided with a firm chest. The enticing aroma of his Tom Ford Noir
AXELShe remained oblivious, unaware of my true identity as the Lycan King. I preferred it that way. Her ignorance would facilitate my goals. Our encounter had laid the groundwork perfectly. Now, patience and strategy would seal her fate.I dragged Eliana away from the woman's toxic presence, my firm grip slowly easing to avoid bruising her delicate hand. My protective instincts still simmered, but I softened my hold, ensuring her comfort.Eliana's blue eyes met mine, filled with gratitude. "Thank you," she whispered, a hint of embarrassment coloring her cheeks. I shifted my gaze, respecting her vulnerability, but my awareness of her remained."For?" I asked. She looked at me, slightly perplexed. I knew why she was thanking me. I just wanted to hear her soft, silky voice again, a sweet resonance I couldn't get enough of.I mentally recoiled, self-rebuke kicking in. 'Get a hold of yourself, Axel. She is the enemy's daughter.' Her allure was just a threat.Her voice broke me out of rev
ELIANAI couldn't believe Gabriel's audacity, showing up to the ceremony with Vivian less than 24 hours after our rejection.I rapidly blinked back tears, my throat parched and constricted. Overwhelmed, I knew I had to escape. I had to find a way to leave despite my father's warning; I just couldn't bear seeing my Gabriel with that bitch.I envied the fictional heroines I'd read about and watched on screen, who weathered heartbreak with poise and confidence. ‘Why couldn't I be more like them?’I was a total emotional wreck; even the most mundane movies could move me to tears. So, how was I supposed to handle a devastating heartbreak that had blindsided me? Just as I was about to make my escape, that sexy, velvety voice cut through the air."Did I say anything, Pixie?" He wrapped his fingers around mine in a firm yet gentle grasp. I looked up at Axel; even in the midst of all this chaos, he still called me Pixie. I tilted my head, avoiding his gaze. "You didn't," I whispered, my voic
ELIANA As I tilted my head, my gaze met Axel's, and I felt a flutter in my chest. But Gabriel's firm grip on me remained unyielding, making me release a heavy, frustrated sigh. "Let go of her," Axel repeated, his voice low and menacing, more a growl than a command. I knew Gabriel's stubborn nature, but I was also certain that he wouldn't want to cross Axel, not when he spoke in that tone. Gabriel's grip on my hand relaxed, and he released me, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity. "Give me some time to speak to my woman," he growled, his burning gaze fixed on me, as if daring Axel to contradict him. Axel's words dripped with venom, his tone deadly and cold. "You wouldn't be treating her like that if she were your woman." A shiver ran down my spine as I felt the weight of his gaze, even though it wasn't directed at me. The air seemed to vibrate with tension, and I could sense the unspoken challenge hanging between them. Gabriel's voice was a low, menacing whisper, barely au
AXELAs I stepped through the entrance of the magnificent lycan building, I couldn't shake off the feeling of disappointment and frustration. The journey back to my pack had finally come to an end, but I was returning empty-handed, without fulfilling the purpose that had driven me to leave in the first place. I made a silent promise to myself as I walked in, "I promised Father I would keep it," I repeated, the words echoing in my mind like a mantra.As I entered the area where I expected to find the asshole and the rest of my deltas, I was met with an unsettling sight. The room was in disarray, and the atmosphere was thick with tension. But what caught my attention was the absence of the one person I had expected to see - my unknown goddess forbidden being. He was nowhere to be found, and a part of me wasn't surprised. I scanned the room, my eyes searching for any sign of my deltas, the ones who were supposed to be loyal and by my side. But to my surprise, most of them were nowhere
ELIANAAlesia's suggestion sparked a flurry of questions in my mind, and I found myself replaying the memory of the wolves. Yes, the smaller one was undoubtedly my father, but the larger wolf's presence lingered, haunting me with an uncanny sense of familiarity. Its features seemed etched in my memory, yet I couldn't quite grasp the connection. The wolf's piercing gaze, its rugged coat, and the way it moved with a quiet confidence all resonated deep within me, echoing a memory that remained just out of reach. As I struggled to place it, a shiver ran down my spine, leaving me with more questions than answers. Who was this mysterious wolf, and why did it feel so... familiar?"I don't quite remember what his wolf looks like," I replied, my mind racing as I tried to conjure up a mental image. I had seen his wolf form before, specifically during that trip when we went to collect the portion together. But for some reason, the memory remained elusive, taunting me with its absence. Frustr
Elaina“Aaaaaaaah.”I screamed, the sound tearing from my throat as I sat up with a start, my heart racing. The nightmare still lingered, its darkness clinging to me like a shroud. I couldn't shake the feeling of dread that lingered long after I woke up.I stood up, my hand clutching my head as if trying to hold in the thoughts that swirled chaotically. "What could it possibly mean?" I repeated to myself, the echoes of the nightmare still resonating deep within me. The uncertainty was maddening.The same nightmare, the same wolf. A sudden realization hit me, and my eyes widened as a single thought crystallized in my mind. "Maybe it's trying to tell me that my so-called calm father is on the chase for me again," I muttered aloud, the words tasting bitter on my tongue. "Yes, that's it. Maybe that's the interpretation of the dream." I guess so.The fear that gripped me in the dream felt...different. It was a primal, visceral terror that seemed to seep into my bones. I knew my father w
AXELMy eyes widened in shock as I stared at him, incredulous. "How is that possible?" I demanded, my voice laced with skepticism. I thought back to the precautions I'd taken, ensuring the Shakhar altar was heavily guarded. "I made sure it was secure," I added, my mind racing with questions."When did this happen?" I asked Tom, who met my gaze with a somber expression. His face told me he was well aware of the significance of the altar, and the weight of the news hung heavily between us."Last night, Alpha," Tom replied, his voice grave. I pressed him for more information, my mind racing with possibilities. "Is there any clue who did this?" I asked, knowing that the destruction of the altar was no accident. The question hung in the air, and I felt my thoughts spinning out of control as I tried to pinpoint the culprit."We need to go check it out," I took a step forward, but Tom's hand on my arm stopped me. "I don't think we should rush back without a plan or knowing who did this and
AXELAs the door closed behind her, I justified her fate to myself. My eyes remained fixed on the empty space, my mind eerily blank, as if the void in front of me had sucked out all thought.I drew a deep breath, the unexpected turn of events catching me off guard.My prey had turned out to be a captivating prize, her beauty illuminated under the moon's gentle glow. Yet, with thirty days to secure my objective, I was resolute in my commitment to my father and myself – every word spoken would be binding, every promise made would be fulfilled.The knock at the door soured my expression, and I assumed it was Eliana on the other side. The scowl on my face was a reflex, born from the knowledge that seeing her would only prolong the mental image of her that I was trying to shake."Come in," I said, my voice detached. The door creaked open, and my furrowed brow relaxed slightly as I saw Tom standing there, his face etched with concern. The look in his eyes was enough to tell me that somethi
ELIANAAs he spoke, each word felt like a weight dropping into the depths of my soul, making my heart sink further with every passing moment. The stern expression on his face was a mask, one that revealed nothing, not even a glimmer of empathy. I had expected...more. I had hoped that he would listen, that he would care about the stories I'd shared, about the pain my father had inflicted upon me. But his indifference was a cold, harsh reality. He didn't seem to care that I'd been treated like a slave, that my life had been one of servitude and hardship. The words he spoke were simple, yet they cut deep, piercing my already wounded heart like knives. "I will do as you say, Alpha. We don't know each other, and I only work for you." I spoke the words, but they felt like ash in my mouth, bitter and hollow.His words hung in the air, a subtle warning that seemed to vibrate with unspoken consequences. "You wouldn't want to do otherwise," he said, his tone low and even, yet somehow menacin
AXELHer words sounded rehearsed, a practiced speech delivered with a convincing tone, but I wasn't buying it. She spoke with a sincerity that seemed almost too good to be true, a facade that hid the truth. I knew Cannis had already filled me in on the details, and her story didn't match what I knew. The disconnect between her words and the truth was like a jarring note, and I couldn't help but feel like she was hiding something.Her face fell, a disheartening expression washing over her features like a dark cloud. It was clear she could tell I wasn't buying what she was selling, and the realization seemed to deflate her. Her plan, whatever it was, was unraveling before her eyes, and I couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction at the sight of her disappointment. The look on her face was a perfect reflection of her failed attempt to deceive me, and I reveled in the small victory.I took a deep breath, my gaze locked onto hers, and I could feel the familiar spark of ange
ELIANAI yanked my attention back to Axel, trying to shake off the haunting image of the woman's sorrowful face. My mind, however, lingered on the painting, wondering about its significance and the story behind it. I forced myself to focus on Axel, his irritated expression a stark contrast to the emotions the painting had stirred within me.The scent that filled the room was unmistakably his, a familiar and comforting aroma that seemed to envelop me. Despite the palpable tension that hung in the air, the familiarity of his presence was a balm to my senses, making me feel like I was exactly where I was meant to be. The combination of his scent and the tension created a sense of anticipation, like the calm before a storm.The anger and irritation still simmered beneath the surface of his expression, but he managed to temper it slightly as he posed the questions. His voice was low and even, yet laced with a hint of accusation. "Why did your father call you back, and why did you marry
ELIANAThe shock and disappointment were palpable. Being taken back as a maid was far from the reunion I had envisioned. The pain of his words cut deep, and I couldn't help but wonder what had changed. Was I no longer worthy of the little care he had shown? The weight of his decision settled heavy on my heart, and I felt like I was losing myself all over again.The silence between us was oppressive, a heavy blanket that suffocated me. His indifference stung, making me feel invisible. As we arrived at his mansion, I felt a mix of emotions: relief at escaping the tense atmosphere in the car, but also apprehension about what lay ahead. The grandeur of his mansion loomed before me, a stark contrast to the chill that had settled in my heart.“Follow me,” he had instructed as soon as Tom had opened his door.I followed him, curiosity getting the better of me, as he led me through the doorway. Tom's eyes met mine, but he didn't say a word, his expression unreadable. I trailed behind him, my