“I made a mistake, Aurora! Give me a chance to fix it.” Kieran said, gripping her wrist. “That wasn’t a mistake, Kieran. You shattered my soul. Some things can’t be fixed.” Aurora fumed as she ripped her wrist from his grip. ******** Aurora thought she had found her happily ever after until betrayal shattered her carefully crafted world. Rejected by her mate and deceived by her best friend she had once trusted, she lost everything including her son, Caleb, whose life and hers was cruelly taken by the very people she called family. But fate wasn’t done with her. Given a second chance, Aurora traveled back in time and woke up ten years before she became mated to Kieran with only revenge on her mind. Yet, the past isn’t as simple as she remembers. A powerful second-chance mate, Lycan Darius, stands in her way, determined to claim her heart, while her thirst for vengeance threatens to consume her. Will Aurora surrender to love and rewrite her fate? Or will she sacrifice everything to see her enemies fall?
View MoreAurora’s Pov By the time we reached the pack, the sun was beginning to dip behind the treetops. I stepped out of the passenger seat of Sandra’s car, the weight of my earlier conversation with George still fresh in my mind.Sandra, a soft-spoken pack member in her early sixties who ran a small handcrafted jewelry shop in Northshore for fun of leaving the pack once a while, offered me a small smile as she adjusted the bangles on her wrist. “Thanks for the doughnut today, Aurora. It was lovely having a ride partner once again,” she said kindly.“Thank you for the ride and I’ll definitely be doing more of riding with you now,” I replied with a warm smile, genuinely grateful for the opportunity to have someone who could always drop me off at Northshore.In the past Aria had always drove me to Northshore since we were bestfriend, sometimes Kieran as well whenever he was going to work but since I found Sandra store I started following her instead. She gave me a wave and drove off, her tir
Aurora’s Pov I replied to Rachel's text immediately. I told her I was free after my interview. I had no plans except to volunteer and probably bury my head in loads of work. Rachel text popped again on my phone screen.“Great! Let’s meet at the café near Northshore University Hospital afterwards.”Instead of going back to the study room, I settled into the chair in the corner of my room. I opened the journal app on my phone and began to put down events of my past life that were significant. The memories came flooding back, and I realized that this present life had taken a different path because of the choices I'd made. I needed to capture these moments, no matter how painful, to ensure I didn't lose sight of the details.As I reflected on the events, tears welled up in my eyes. I longed to let go but the weight of what happened to Caleb has cut deep into my heart. I would never forgive myself for what happened to him. Caleb is the reason why I can't back down.How I wished I could
Aurora’s POVThe general study room in the packhouse was one of the few places where I found peace. It was quiet, filled with the scent of both new and old books. I had been spending most of my time here, drowning in medical texts, pushing myself to focus. Rachel had helped with my residency registration and all I had to do now was to appear in person and take an interview. It wasn't really necessary since I was one of the outstanding interns there but they just wanted to follow protocols and not give off the favoritism vibe to the others. My peace didn't last long when I heard the familiar voice.“Aurora,” Aria’s overly cheerful voice broke through my concentration. I didn’t even look up. I already knew the grin she wore before I saw it.“I expect to find you here,” she continued, stepping closer.“How unfortunate for you,” I said dryly, flipping a page in my book.Looking up, I saw Aria roll her eyes as she scoffed, unfazed by my sarcasm. “There’s a package for you outside.”“A pac
Darius's POV Ezra and I climbed the stairs from the basement, stepping into the small room above that serves as the living room, Ezra close the basement door behind us. The air inside was stale and heavy with dust. I moved toward the window, peering out into the darkness of the forest surrounding the small house. The night was still, but I knew it wouldn’t be for long, day will soon break. Ezra leaned against the wall, arms crossed as he studied me. “What’s the next move?” he asked, a strange, faintly eager look flashed in his eyesI turned to face him. “Call the Shadow Team.”“Now that's what I'm talking about.” He grinned widely.“Tell them to regroup and meet us at the north border.” I said, my eyes darkening dangerously.“Also, tell them it’s time we took revenge for our brothers who died at the drop site ambush.” My voice hardened. Ezra’s expression hardened as well. He gave me a sharp nod and pulled out his phone.“And,” I added, “mind-link the warriors at the north border.
Darius's POV “Your clothes Alpha,” he said as he tossed me a clean set of clothes he took from the front seat in the truck.“I've spoken to the cleaners, they are on their way,” his brow wrinkled with thoughts.I took the clothes and stepped to the side, swiftly swapping out of my torn, blood-soaked attire. The fresh shirt and pants were a welcome change, though I still felt the weight of the fight lingering in my muscles. Ezra stood near the bodies, checking for anything useful. After a moment, he turned back to me.“No insignias. No identifying marks. Just as I expected,” he said.“They were mercenaries,” I confirmed. “Hired to take me alive.”Ezra’s jaw tightened. “So Watson, right?”I smirked. “Yes. I didn't expect him to be this stupid.”Ezra didn’t look surprised, but there was concern all over his face. “If he’s bold enough to send mercenaries after you, he might be planning something bigger.”“I know.” My voice was calm, but a cold edge lingered beneath it.Ezra didn’t ask
Darius's POV The mercenary's breath was ragged against my grip, his pulse thumping violently beneath my fingers. Fear clouded his wild eyes, but I could tell he wasn’t stupid. He knew he was dead already and it was only a matter of time. Still, I needed him to talk, I loosened my grip enough to let him gasp for some air and to speak. “I’ll tell you,” he gasped, clawing weakly at my hand. “I’ll talk.”I let him down, his feet touching the ground, my grip still around his neck to give him a taste of freedom. “Start talking,” I commanded. His throat bobbed as he swallowed hard and fear glittered in his eyes. “A man hired us,” he said, panting, “He said it was just a test of our skills and it was nothing too serious.”“He picked three of us and asked us to meet his other own personal mercenaries around Millvale.” He wheezed, coughing as my claws barely relaxed around his throat. “We were supposed to bring you in alive to him.” He added. “Who was the man?” My voice was low, a dark
Darius's POV The moment I noticed the black sedan following me, my instincts sharpened and I gripped tightened on the steering wheel, my eyes fixed on the road ahead, pushing all my thoughts behind me. At first I had thought it was a coincidece but after I had noticed it following me for a while now and we were driving in the same direction even though I had taken a few wrong turns and the black sedan took it as well then I knew I was wrong. This was not a coincidence.I pressed my foot harder on the accelerator, the engine roaring as my car picked up speed. A tail wasn’t unusual, but this wasn’t some casual surveillance. Whoever was behind me was persistent, and I intended to find out, who was in that car, and what did they want.I was now going at a speed of 80km/hr and I felt a surge of adrenaline as the car sped up. The black sedan also kept same pace with me, refusing to back off. I took a deep breath and made a sharp turn, hoping to lose it in the streets but to my surprise, a
Darius's POV The question lingered between us. Elena had asked me who the woman in the painting reminded me of. Seeing the changes on her face, she was curious. I hesitated for a second before answering, “A woman I know,” my eyes narrowed at her. Her expression remained polite, but I noticed the flicker of curiosity in her brown eyes. “Oh?” she said, clearly wanting more.I wasn’t going to give her more.“I’ll take it,” I said instead, shifting the conversation. “I’ll have it sent to someone.”She blinked at the sudden change of subject but quickly recovered, nodding. “Of course,” she observed me through lowered lashes.Reaching into her small purse, she pulled out a small red ‘SOLD’ tag and carefully placed it on the artwork’s lower corner. “I’ll have it packaged and delivered once you make your payment,” she said in a voice that seemed to come from a long way off."I will have my assistant make the payment details and send over the delivery address,” I answered with staid calmn
Darius's POV The drive to Millvale was silent and peaceful just like the solace I'd been craving. Ezra was busy with getting more infos about the informant's kidnapping. I'd refused the offer of letting a chauffeur and opted to drive myself. I needed peace and space from everyone. As I drove my mind began to wander, drifting back to the events of today. I didn't even notice the distance I had covered until Millvale came into view. I checked my Google maps, the screen displayed the estimated arrival time. The Albert Verde Gallery was still 10 mins away, giving me time to push pack’s business aside.Getting to the gallery, I parked my car directly in front, handing over my keys to the valet waiting as I stepped out of the car. A man approached me instantly. “Mr Darius?" He asked with a polite tone.I nodded, and a corner his mouth pulled into a slight small."This way, please, Mr. Darius," he said, gesturing with a sweep of his hand. "Mr. Albert has been expecting you." I followed
Aurora’s POVSeven years of marriage and seven years of torture.“Sign the papers,” his voice was cold as he threw the document and pen at me, watching me with nothing but hatred and disgust, a familiar emotion I knew too well. I stared into the distance with a blank expression. I felt nothing.“Oh my Goddess, what did I tell you? She’s crazy,” I heard the voice of my sister-in-law whisper behind me and the angry curses of the Luna seemed to fade into the background.“Look at her, after killing her son, she dares act pitiful.”Why me?“I told you she is a heartless witch. Poor Caleb. He died because he couldn’t stand her being his mother, after all.”Why me? What did I do to deserve this?I closed my eyes, and a single tear fell. Regret and self-blame washed over me. The voices in my head seemed to want to tear me apart.“Yes, you deserved this. He died because of you, you!”“I, Kieran, the next in line Alpha to the Emberfang Nation, reject Aurora as my mate.”“Ahh,” I clutched my ch...
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