I am going to kill him.Who the hell does he think he is? ¡Dios mío! I am not going to survive this without spilling blood, and I don’t mean mine!Pacing the floor of what I now know is my prison, I try to come up with some plan of escape. But when I looked outside throughout the day and saw there was no gap between the patrol and how high the gates were, I knew that there would be no escaping for me.And as much as I want to drive a steak knife through Maxim’s eye, it would surely lead to my death. So what am I going to do? I want nothing more than to escape here and from my exchange with Maxim earlier, he doesn’t want this either.But a Beta is loyal to his Alpha, I suppose.My shoulders sag in defeat and I sink down onto the soft bed, feeling annoyed at how absolutely plush and comfortable it feels. I want to hate it here, I want to pitch a fit and fight my way out of this…But is it wise? I have nowhere to return to, those thieves stole my money in the alleyway and I defected from
XiomaraI don’t know what I expected from this Luna, but her pure kindness isn’t something I banked on. She could have easily let me be and not tried to make nice or whatever, but instead, she sent her literal protection away so she can talk to me.And what did I do? I was a complete bitch to her.“Why don’t we sit down?” She says with a small smile. “Preferably before Maxim comes back here and says our hour together is up.”That actually makes me give her a small smile. We walk over to the sofas and sit down; me with my hands clasped tightly in front of me and her looking comfortable, wearing that smile still on her face.I wonder if she’s ever suffered, or worked a day in her life. How easy things must be for her as a Luna; I wish I had the same options, and yet I am nothing but a sold bride.“Let me start by saying that you are not a prisoner here; if you wish to leave, the door is right there,” she says, surprising me. Could this be true? Can I just leave here and no one would sto
Things between Maxim and me seem to be progressing. By progressing, I mean we’re civil to each other now and I don’t feel like I want to kill him. Now I just want to lightly strangle him.He doesn’t bother me and I don’t bother him. We keep out of each other’s way and I find it surprisingly pleasant when I’m sitting on the balcony in my bedroom just staring over the estate.It’s beautiful here, but I am way too stubborn to appreciate the beauty.Luna Mia hasn’t been back since I saw her last, apparently, her son has a bit of a cold so she’s reluctant to leave his side. It’s understandable and I’m actually glad she’s a caring Luna - unlike most out there.A knock sounds at my bedroom door and I frown; when I walk over to open it, I get more of a surprise when I see Maxim standing there. “Luna Mia wants me to take you to the packhouse so you can meet the other brides. Are you okay to go?” I blink when I realize he’s actually asking me if I’m okay to go. Out of the house. With him. He’s
I don’t know how to answer that question, so I just shake my head. “Let us head back, hmm?” I say in an attempt to change the subject and thankfully she doesn’t press me.When we get back to the other women, Luna Mia gets to her feet and walks over to me. “Are you okay? Do you want to go home?” she asks, and I nearly laugh at her use of the word ‘home’ when talking about Maxim’s place.I shake my head. “It’s okay, I’m alright,” I say and am about to walk away when she gently grabs my shoulders and shoots me an apologetic look.“Is this about Maxim’s decision? Are you upset about it?” she asks, and now it’s my turn to frown.“What do you mean?” I ask, cocking my head to the side. “What decision?”The look on her face tells me she’s just told me something I was not supposed to know. Her eyes widen and her mouth opens in a gasp; then she puts her hand in front of her mouth. “Oh…Oh, Xiomara, I’m so sorry! I shouldn’t have mentioned a thing!”I cross my arms and feel myself glaring. “What
Maxim left sometime during the night and didn’t even bother to say goodbye to me. I don’t know what I was thinking anyway, after we fucked last night, I ran to my bedroom and left him standing there. I know it was stupid! But I couldn’t face him after what we did, knowing I willingly gave myself to him like that made me feel cheap. We hate-fucked, it’s the worst kind but also the kind that sticks with you.What's even worse than this is that I won't be seeing Maxim for a while; I’ll probably be gone by the time he comes back. There will be no time for us to talk about this; but do I honestly want us to talk about it?Argh, this is going to drive me crazy. Perhaps I should speak to the Alpha about not sending me away until Maxim gets back; but would he listen to me, though?Before I can wallow more, my bedroom door bursts open and I nearly scream… only to see the Gamma’s brides and Luna Mia streaming in and jumping onto my bed. “Wha-”“We’re hijacking you for the day,” Eden says as s
MaximThree weeks in and we’ve finally decided to infiltrate the insurgent Rogue pack. Ghost and Descry are out circling the perimeter, while I’m checking my weapons knowing that shifting won’t help in this case even if my wolf is powerful.To take these fuckers down, I need to think like a hunter. This pack has decimated two new ones integrating with ours, so it’s my duty to remove them. They’re Mikhail loyalists and our direct enemy, so we have to be on our toes.Throughout this, I have to force myself not to think about my last night with Xiomara. She fit me perfectly, both her pussy and her mouth. I didn’t want to stop; I wanted to get lost in her, wanted to fucking give myself to her and tell her we can stop the bullshit.But then a look of shame filled her as she swallowed me down and she bolted before I could tell her I wanted this and so much more. I knew she wouldn’t listen to me, not when she felt ashamed of what I made her feel.And now all I can see is that look in her eye
My body feels like it's been put through a fucking meat grinder. Every inch of my skin is like it’s on fire and when I breathe, it feels like I’m gargling vodka. Flashes of memory appear in my peripheral vision and I vaguely recall getting home, but that’s about it.I open my eyes and groan at the harsh sunlight streaming into the room, and it’s only when my eyes adjust that I realize I’m back in my bedroom. I lift my hand to shield my eyes from the light, but it feels like my arm is being held down.Sweet jasmine and lavender.Turning my head to the left, my eyes widen when I see Xiomara on the floor with her hand on my arm and her head resting against the mattress. It’s like she fell asleep right here, but why would she? Not only that but her hands are bloodied, almost as if…I look down at my body only to see the bandages and when I lift the covers; I notice that I am naked. All the silver shrapnel and bullets have been removed from my flesh and my body cleaned up.Xiomara tended t
“He’s home, please tell Alpha Nikolaos not to worry. I’ve tended to his wounds, cleaned him up, and made sure he’s okay,” I tell Luna Mia over the cell phone she lent me to keep in touch with her. “He didn’t want the Alpha seeing how hurt he was.”“Oh, thank Goddess! Niko has been trying to contact him through the mind link, but the silver might have blocked it,” she says, relieved and breathing out a long sigh. “Thank you, Xiomara; is it okay if we come by later?”“Please do! We’re having something to eat right now, but I think he’d appreciate it,” I say, turning my gaze to Maxim who nods at me. “See you later, Luna Mia.”I kill the call and put the cell phone down on the counter before walking over to Maxim laying down on the couch. This morning with him was torture; being naked with him in the shower did all sorts to me, but luckily I reined my lust in.He trusted me enough to be naked with me, trusted me enough to let me wash him down then embraced me afterward. I don’t know what’
Epilogue Armata / Levi Six months have passed since Calista and I tied the knot, and now it’s time to take her home to my pack. I can sense her nervousness as we drive toward the estate, her hands fidgeting slightly. I reach over, taking her hand in mine, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “Don’t worry, Princess,” I say, trying to ease her anxiety. “You’re going to fit right in. They’re going to love you.” She gives me a small, nervous smile. “I hope so, Levi. I just want to make a good impression.” “Where’s that kick-ass attitude from when I met you, hmm?” I tease her with a wink, and she hits my shoulder lightly. “Don’t make fun of me! This is all new to me, okay!” she says, biting her bottom lip. I sigh. “I know, baby, I’m just trying to make you smile.” As we approach the estate gates, I feel a familiar sense of homecoming. I squeeze Calista’s hand again as we drive through, her grip on my hand tightening slightly. When the car pulls up to the main pack house, my heart swells
CalistaAs Levi and I drive towards the hotel for our mini honeymoon, my mind races with a mix of emotions. I’m excited, of course, but also undeniably nervous. The idea of what’s to come, this new chapter with Levi, is both exhilarating and intimidating. Levi, with his rough edges and protective nature, has opened up a part of me I didn’t even know existed. He’s shown me that beneath the façade of the spoilt heiress, there’s a tenderness, a vulnerability that I’ve never exposed to anyone else.As we pull up to the hotel, it’s like stepping into a dream. The hotel is elegant and understated, its ambiance a perfect reflection of our relationship.Walking into the hotel room, I can feel my heart pounding in my chest. The room is beautiful, a perfect blend of luxury and comfort. The soft lighting and the plush bed seem to beckon us, promising a night of intimacy and connection.Levi pulls me close, his front to my back as his lips brushing against my ear. “Are you okay, Princess?” he wh
Armata / LeviThe day of our marriage officiation is a mix of nerves and understated excitement. Calista didn’t want anything big, which initially struck me as odd. She just wanted it to be a simple affair, something intimate and personal. In a way, it suits us – no grand gestures, just a true union of hearts and souls.Standing in the small, elegantly decorated room, a sense of anticipation courses through me. Today, Calista and I are taking a significant step forward, embarking on a journey fraught with challenges but one we’re both fiercely committed to.The door swings open, and Alpha Nikolaos strides in, his presence as commanding as ever. But it’s the man following him that stops me in my tracks – Liam; my brother, not by blood, but in every way that counts. We haven’t seen each other in months, and his appearance here, now, is both a shock and a profound relief.“Liam!” I exclaim, my voice a mix of disbelief and joy.“Fuck, Levi!” Liam responds, his voice echoing my own warmth.
CalistaClutching onto Levi as we sit in my father’s office, I feel a whirlwind of emotions raging inside me. My heart is still racing from the shock and relief of seeing him return, and the realization of how much I’ve missed him hits me like a tidal wave. I refuse to let go of his hand, needing his grounding presence as we face my father together.“Calista, Levi,” my father begins, his tone serious, “you both seem to have reached a decision.”I tighten my grip on Levi, my voice steady despite the tears that had just subsided. “Yes, we have. We accept the proposal.”My father’s gaze shifts to Levi, his expression scrutinizing. “Levi, you do understand that this means Calista will be leaving with you to join Alpha Nikolaos’ pack?”Levi meets my gaze for a brief moment, his eyes searching mine for any doubt. Turning back to my father, he replies with a firm resolve, “Yes, sir. We’re aware of what this entails, and we’re prepared for it.”My father leans back in his chair, his eyes neve
Armata / LiamRiding back towards the mansion, the steady roar of the bike beneath me is the only thing keeping my racing thoughts at bay. These past two weeks without Calista have been a relentless hell. Every day felt longer than the last, each moment stretching into an agonizing eternity. Being away from her didn’t just bring clarity; it fucking intensified everything I felt for her – every longing, every goddamn unspoken word.I replay our moments together in my head, over and over. Every laugh, every intense stare, every godforsaken time she looked at me and didn’t even realize how much she affected me. Being away from her wasn’t just about missing her physically – though I ached for that too – it was the profound, gut-wrenching yearning for the connection we have. The way she challenges me, pushes me, fucking complements everything I am..Every night away was a goddamn battle against the urge to just say ‘fuck it’ and come back to her. Lying awake in the cabin, I’d think about
CalistaThe following morning, I wake up with a sense of purpose, my mind clear and my decision made. I know what I want, and it involves Levi. Despite everything surrounding us, my heart is certain. I want to be with him, not because of any arrangement or obligation, but because of how I truly feel.As I get ready for the day, I can’t help but feel a flutter of excitement at the thought of seeing Levi, of telling him my decision. I wonder how he’ll react, whether he’ll share my feelings, whether this could be the start of something beautiful and real between us.Heading down to breakfast, I expect to see Levi waiting for me, as has become our routine. But instead, I find Marcus, one of Levi’s men, standing by the door.“Good morning, Marcus. Where’s Levi?” I ask, trying to hide my disappointment.Marcus seems a bit uncomfortable, shifting on his feet. “Good morning, Miss Calista. I’m not sure where Levi is. He asked us to accompany you for the day.”My heart sinks a little. “He’s no
Armata / LeviAs Calista dresses and heads back towards the mansion, a sense of foreboding settles over me. Watching her walk away, a part of me wants to follow, to keep her close. But I know she needs this space, this time to think and decide for herself.I stand there for a moment longer, lost in thought. The simplicity and honesty of our interaction in our wolf forms, it’s a stark contrast to the complexities of our human lives. Out here, in the wild, things are clear, primal. But back there, in the world of duties and expectations, everything is muddled.Turning away from the path she took, I take a deep breath, trying to clear my head. I need to think, to plan. Whatever Calista decides about us, about her father’s proposal, it will change things. And I need to be ready for that.I take out my phone, contemplating calling Liam again. He’s been a grounding presence in the chaos of my emotions. But I decide against it. This is something I need to work through on my own.As I walk ba
CalistaTwo days have passed since that conversation with my father and Levi, and the weight of their words still presses heavily on my heart. In need of clarity and space to think, I find myself drawn to the edge of the forest, where the natural world always seems to offer solace.I stop at a secluded spot, away from prying eyes. The transformation is something that always brings me a sense of power and freedom. I close my eyes, feeling the familiar tingling sensation as my body begins to change. My bones shift and reform, my senses heighten, and my skin gives way to a thick, white fur. The transformation is swift, a fluid transition from human to wolf.As my white wolf form takes over, I feel a release from the human complexities that have been burdening me. I take a deep breath, the scents of the forest filling my nostrils, and I begin to run.The ground feels different under my paws, more alive, as I dart through the trees. The wind rushes past me, and I relish in the freedom and
Armata / LeviI watch Calista walk away, her figure retreating into the distance of the house. The conversation we just had with her father lingers in my mind, a storm of emotions and possibilities. Needing a moment to myself, I head outside to patrol, a routine that offers a semblance of normalcy amid the chaos.Standing under the open sky, I pull out my phone, my thumb hovering over a contact I haven’t reached out to in a long time.The one person who might understand the turmoil I’m feeling. I hesitate, my mind racing with doubts. We haven’t spoken much since... everything happened. I know I shouldn’t bother him, but right now, he’s the only one who might understand.Finally, I dial his number, the familiar ringing echoing in the silent night. When he answers, his voice is laced with surprise. “Levi?”I take a deep breath, trying to steady my voice. “Hey, Liam. Yeah, it’s... it’s been a while, I know.”He laughs, a sound that eases some of the tension in my chest. “You could say t