George stone 🔥🔥🔥**Ashley's POV**“Where am I?” I cried out as I woke up to find myself in a dimly lit bedroom. The thick curtains were all drawn, so I honestly couldn't tell whether it was still nighttime, morning, or maybe even noon. I looked around the place, my wolf instantly on alert in case I had to be in fight mode for any incoming danger. However, I somehow felt quite safe being in this place, but that didn’t stop me from keeping my senses extremely sharp; after all, it’s better to be safe than sorry.As I looked around the room, it suddenly dawned on me that I was lying on a king-sized bed, which offered so much comfort to my sore body. The bedroom was not exactly extravagant, but it was still very luxurious, and from what little I was able to observe, I could tell that it was not just an ordinary person who owned the room. As soon as I heard footsteps approaching, I instantly lay back in bed, trying to avoid letting whoever it was know that I was already awake. Who knew w
Questions 🔥🔥🔥He leaned forward again, his gaze intense. "You should be asking yourself why you were in those woods in the first place. What were you running from? Or perhaps... who were you running toward?"His words hit me like a punch to the gut. He was right—why had I ended up in those woods, alone and vulnerable? The events leading up to my escape from the mansion flooded back into my mind. The betrayal, the lies, the fear that had driven me to flee without a plan, without even a destination in mind.“I wasn’t running toward anyone,” I finally said, my voice barely above a whisper. “I was running away. From my pack, from the lies they’ve told me, from the life they forced me to live.”“And now that you’ve run, what do you intend to do?” George asked, his voice softening slightly. “You can’t keep running forever, Ashley. Sooner or later, you’ll have to face what you’re running from.”I swallowed hard, the weight of his words sinking in. He was right—I couldn’t keep running. But
It can't be 🔥🔥🔥 Slowly but steadily, days passed in the pack house, turning into weeks and then into months—three months, to be exact. During this time, I came to know much about George and his involvement in what I often called my third chance at life.George was the Alpha of the Sun Blood Pack, one of the less popular packs in the lycanthrope. One thing I was especially thankful for was that it would be nearly impossible for anyone from the mansion to discover my whereabouts. If George's pack had been closely connected with the royal house, things could have gone very badly for me over these three months. Although he didn’t ask for anything in return for saving me, it was a great relief to find out that he had absolutely no intentions toward me.Questions were constantly being asked about who I was and what relationship their Alpha George had with me, as rumors began spreading just a few days after I arrived. Thankfully, George managed to handle the situation before things got o
Confirmed and crazy 🔥🔥🔥The first light of dawn crept through the curtains, and I knew it was time. My heart pounded as I slipped out of bed, careful not to wake George. I took the pregnancy test from the nightstand, where I had placed it the night before, and made my way to the bathroom.The moments that followed were agonizingly slow. I followed the physician’s instructions, then waited, staring at the test in my hand. My breath caught in my throat as a faint line began to appear, quickly followed by another. Two lines.My hands trembled, and I sank to the floor, staring at the test in disbelief. It was true—I was pregnant. The realization hit me like a tidal wave, and I felt tears welling up in my eyes, a mixture of fear, anger, and confusion swirling within me.I couldn’t stay in the bathroom forever. Eventually, I forced myself to stand, wiping away the tears that had begun to fall. I had to tell George, though I wasn’t sure how. My mind was racing, trying to figure out what t
No arguments 🔥🔥🔥The days passed in a mixture of anxiety and quiet moments of hope. George remained steadfast by my side, always attentive to my needs, but the uncertainty of what lay ahead weighed heavily on both of us. Every time I thought about the future, the looming presence of Simon and Lucas cast a shadow over my thoughts.One evening, as George and I sat together on the porch, watching the sun dip below the horizon, I voiced the concern that had been gnawing at me for days."George," I began hesitantly, "what if they come back? What if Simon or Lucas finds out about the baby? What will we do then?"George turned to me, his expression serious yet calm. "Ashley, we’ve talked about this. I’ll do everything in my power to protect you and our child. They won’t find out if we’re careful. And even if they do, I won’t let them hurt you.""But how can you be so sure?" I asked, my voice trembling with fear. "They’re powerful, and they have their ways of finding out things. You, of al
Power driven 🔥🔥🔥**Veronica's POV**Months passed in the mansion, and of course, a lot had changed during the time we spent there after Ashley was sent away. Given the fact that I was the one who provided the information to Fabian, I had to be extremely careful not to get caught.“Listen up. I don't want you to ever call my line again. Do you understand? I have given you everything you needed, so I need you to leave my life, please,” I begged, fed up with the constant phone calls Fabian kept making to me.“You know, you really shouldn't be flaring up so much, princess—or should I say Queen!”“Wait, how did you?...”“Come on now, are you seriously going to ask me how I know the things that I know?”“Well, whatever. But you are the reason why I am flaring up. Yes, it is you, because I really do not understand why you keep calling me when you know very well that I am now the Queen of the Kingdom. Do you actually want me to be exposed?”“Wow, congratulations, Your Highness. By the way,
Who's Fabian? 🔥🔥🔥I swallowed hard. This was worse than I’d imagined. Fabian wasn’t just trying to manipulate me; he was setting the stage for a full-blown coup. If I gave him what he wanted, it could spell the end of Simon, Lucas, and everything they had built. But if I refused… I didn’t want to think about what Fabian might do to me, or worse, what he might reveal.“You’re asking me to betray the very people I swore to protect,” I said, trying to appeal to whatever shred of decency he might still have.“No, my dear. I’m asking you to survive. Do this, and you might just live to see another day as Queen.”There was a twisted logic in his words, one that made my stomach churn. I knew Fabian well enough to realize that he wouldn’t hesitate to destroy me if I became useless to him. But I also knew that if I played my cards right, I might find a way to turn the tables on him.“I’ll need time,” I said, forcing a calm I didn’t feel into my voice. “This isn’t something I can do overnight
New information 🔥🔥🔥I took a deep breath, leaning back into the plush chair as I considered my response. “I told them just enough to make them believe I was completely on their side. I played the role of the loyal ally, Mom. I gave them the impression that I had infiltrated Fabian’s circle and was gathering information for them. Of course, I didn’t tell them the full truth.”She leaned forward, her brows furrowed. “And they believed you?”“Of course,” I said, smiling slyly. “They have no reason not to. Simon and Lucas trust me—probably more than they should. I’ve made sure to position myself as indispensable to both of them.”“Veronica,” she said softly, shaking her head. “You’re playing a very dangerous game. If either Simon or Lucas catches wind that you’re manipulating them, or worse, if Fabian realizes you’re using him, you could lose everything.”“I know, Mom,” I replied, my voice steady. “But I have no choice. Fabian is getting impatient, and if I don’t move quickly, I’ll be