***************CHAPTER 33~Arianna’s POV~The guttural growl that tore from my throat was so foreign, so primal, that for a moment, I thought it couldn’t possibly have come from me. But it had.I gasped, staring wide-eyed at the men surrounding me. Their faces twisted in shock and fear, their weapons faltering in their hands.“What the hell—” one of them stammered.Before he could finish, a sharp, searing pain tore through my body. I screamed as my bones cracked and shifted, my muscles burning like fire coursing through them.“What’s happening to me?” I managed to choke out, clutching my head as I easily broke the rope binding my hands."I’ll protect you."The voice slithered into my mind, dangerous and feminine, yet oddly comforting. It wasn’t mine, but it felt like it belonged—a part of me I hadn’t known existed until now.My vision blurred, the edges darkening as my body began to change. Sharp fangs pushed past my gums. I could feel how lethal they were. My fingers elongated into
***************CHAPTER 34~Arianna’s POV~Everything still felt new and strange.The moonlight streamed through the window, bathing my room in a pale, eerie glow. I sat on the edge of the bed, my knees drawn to my chest, staring blankly at the wall. My mind swirled with everything that had happened, the weight of it all pressing down on me like a suffocating blanket.A wolf. I’m a werewolf.Even thinking the words felt impossible like I was trying to convince myself of some absurd fairytale. But the memory of my claws tearing through the skin, of the raw power surging through me, made denial impossible.I thought I had Damon figured out—that his secret was the end of the story. But it wasn’t. It was just the beginning, and now I was tangled in a web I didn’t understand.A sudden knock at the door startled me, and my heart raced.Before I could answer, the door swung open, revealing Damon. His presence filled the room, his broad shoulders and piercing gaze commanding attention."You
***************CHAPTER 35~Arianna’s POV~The next morning, the sun poured through the tall windows of Damon’s office, casting long shadows over the polished surfaces. I sat stiffly at my desk, forcing myself to focus on the reports Damon had left for me.After last night, I wasn’t sure how I felt about him—or myself. The dark room, his possessive words, the way he growled—it was all too much. However, a flicker of defiance much stronger than before consumed me instead of fear.If Damon thought he could scare me into submission, he had another thing coming.The sound of sharp heels clicking against the marble floor drew my attention. I looked up just as the door swung open, revealing the young lady I saw in Damon’s arms just yesterday.My mood dropped a big notch. I did not know why the sight of them together unnerved me. Was it because he always claimed I was his and would even let me speak to my boyfriend while he was busy flirting with his whores in my face? Tsk. I shook my head
***************CHAPTER 36~Damon’s POV~As investors argued over projections, the conference room was filled with heated discussions. I could hardly hear their voices over the din. I was physically present but mentally adrift. My thoughts replayed last night’s events, each moment sharper than the last.The image of Arianna crying in the cold room was seared into my mind.Mars had been relentless, his growls of disapproval echoing in my head. “You’re a monster, Damon. She’s your mate! She was breaking, and you let her!”“It wasn’t about anger,” I’d muttered under my breath in the solitude of my study. “I thought her wolf would emerge to protect her. I thought…”Mars had snarled at my feeble justification. “You thought wrong. That wasn’t her wolf saving her—that was her breaking, Damon. You did that.”In frustration, I’d turned to the surveillance feed, needing to see her, to convince myself she wasn’t as fragile as Mars claimed. I’d watched as she sat huddled in the corner, her arms
***************CHAPTER 37~Arianna’s POV~The ride back home was tense. Silent. Every passing moment felt heavier with silence and unresolved emotions.Damon tried to speak once, his deep voice cutting through the quiet. “Arianna…”I didn’t respond. I kept my gaze fixed out the window, watching the world blur by.Since I mentioned my boyfriend—Henry—yesterday. The very mention had sent Damon into a fit of rage, one I’d grown accustomed to since stepping into his life. But his control over the narrative and his belief in his ability to dictate my choices infuriated me with defiance.This time, though, it was different.I had a plan.When we pulled into the estate, I slipped out of the car before Damon could say anything more, ignoring the feeling of his gaze burning into my back.The moment I reached my room, I locked the door, heading straight for the shower. The hot water cascaded over me, washing away the grime of the day but not the tangled mess of my thoughts.Since last night, I
***************CHAPTER 37~Arianna’s POV~The hallway was dim, the faint hum of the estate’s security systems filling the silence. My heels clicked softly against the floor as I returned to my room. The night had been a dangerous game I knew I couldn’t keep playing without consequences.The excitement of witnessing Damon challenge himself and push the limits of his poise ignited a passion within me. I wasn’t about to let him dictate my life—or my choices.As I neared my room, hushed voices caught my attention.“She doesn’t seem like much of a threat,” one guard said, his tone dismissive. “Just another spoiled human caught in the boss’s web.”The other voice was sharper. “Don’t be stupid. She’s not just another human. If she was, why would Luca send men after her? There’s something more going on here.”My breath hitched, and I pressed myself against the wall, staying out of sight.“You think she knows?”“Doubt it. But the boss is keeping her close for a reason and whatever that reaso
***************CHAPTER 39~Arianna’s POV~The intensity of Damon’s gaze burned into mine as his hands cupped my cheeks, his grip firm but not harsh. Before I could register what was happening, his lips crashed against mine.The kiss was searing, a raw mix of anger, frustration, and something deeper that I couldn’t quite name. I gasped, shocked by his action and that simple movement helped him slip his tongue between my lips as he deepened the kiss instantly. Damon stole my breath away, crashing his tongue against mine, claiming my mouth with a hunger that left me breathless.At once all reasons were thrown away. My initial reaction was to push him away, my hands pressing against his chest as I tried to break free.“What are you doing?” I managed to mumble against his lips, but his grip didn’t falter.“You ask too many questions,” he growled lowly, his voice vibrating through me.I wanted to fight it. I wanted to remind him—and myself—that I wasn’t his to claim, that I belonged to n
***************CHAPTER 40~Damon’s POV~The restroom echoed with the slam of the door behind her. Arianna’s scent lingered in the air, a maddening reminder of what had just transpired.I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms as Mars roared in frustration.“Go after her!” Mars growled. “She’s ours, Damon. She’s fighting the bond, but she wants us.”“No,” I snapped back, my voice low and venomous. “She needs time to think, and pushing her now will only make her run further.”Mars snarled but retreated into the depths of my mind. His agitation mirrored my own, but I refused to let him take control. Not now, else he’d go in there and do God knows what to her. He could claim her forcefully and I was no monster.I strode out of the restroom as I headed for my study. My thoughts churned; Arianna’s words cutting deeper than I cared to admit.“I’m not yours.”The phrase echoed in my mind, each repetition fanning the flames of my anger. How could she not see it? The bond between us
****************The moment I saw the picture, my blood boiled. Kaia was with Shawn. And not just anywhere—at a fucking restaurant.The image was clear. Shawn was kneeling, his expression desperate, while Kaia stood in front of him, looking down with an unreadable expression.Crystal’s message followed right after.Crystal: Looks like wifey’s been busy. I thought you should see this, cousin.I clenched my jaw, my grip tightening around the phone as irritation curled in my chest.What the hell was she doing meeting with him?After everything, after all the shit we had been through—why the fuck was she entertaining that bastard?The worst part? I shouldn’t have cared. I shouldn’t have felt this tight pressure in my chest, this irrational need to grab my keys, track her down, and drag her back where she belonged.But I did. And I hated it. I tossed my phone onto the table, pacing the living room.Kaia would have to explain herself. And God help her if she lied to me.****************Late
**************~Kaia’s POV~The next morning, I stretched lazily in bed, my body unusually warm and relaxed. I blinked drowsily, my mind still foggy with sleep—until my gaze landed on my phone.A notification.I reached for it, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I unlocked the screen.And then—I saw it.The picture.Blaze. Kissing. Shyne.My stomach dropped.I sat up abruptly, my heartbeat hammering against my ribs as I zoomed in on the image, my fingers tightening around the phone.The angle was perfect. Shyne’s hands were on Blaze’s shoulders, her lips pressed against his. It looked… intimate. Familiar.A cold wave of jealousy curled inside me before I could stop it.I gritted my teeth. No. No, I wasn’t going to do this.I wasn’t going to let myself feel this way. Blaze wasn’t mine.He never was.I sucked in a sharp breath and forced myself to think rationally.Would Blaze really kiss her? Just like that?I thought about last night—about how he held me. How he pulled me against him i
*****************~Arianna’s POV~My breath was ragged, my pulse thundering in my ears. My entire body trembled—not from exhaustion, not from pain, but from the sheer weight of what I had just seen.My past. My parents. My real identity.I yanked my hand away from Iris, my heart slamming against my ribs as I stared at her in disbelief.“You,” I spat, the single word laced with betrayal, fury, and shock.Iris didn’t flinch. Instead, she grabbed my wrist again, tighter this time.Before I could react, the world around me shifted—sucked into nothingness.I blinked, completely disoriented. One second, we were in the dimly lit cabin, surrounded by flickering candles. The next, I stood in a vast, endless white space, floating between reality and the unknown.Iris stood before me, her black dress flowing unnaturally, her eyes glowing with ethereal power.“I know,” she said, her voice eerily calm. “I left them. But there was nothing I could do.”My hands clenched. My wolf stirred, a low growl
*****************~Arianna’s POV~A strange whisper brushed against my mind, soft yet insistent, like a breeze carrying a secret only I could hear.I stiffened.I turned sharply to Iris, my heart hammering against my ribs, ignoring whether or not I’ll startle Damon. “You… you just mind-linked me.”Iris’s lips curled into that familiar smirk. “Of course I did.”My jaw tightened. I wasn’t stupid—witches didn’t just reach into someone’s mind for fun.She wanted something.I tried to hold back the urge not to fold my arms across my chest. “What do you want?” I asked in my mind.Her voice was light, almost playful, but beneath it lay something deadly serious. “Remember, you owe me a favour.”I narrowed my eyes. “You want it now?”Iris shook her head. “It is a promise.”A beat of silence stretched between us, thick and heavy. I knew Damon wondered what was going on but I just smiled and beckoned him to lead the way.Then she said it, mind-linking me.“Promise me you will find the ones that
*****************~Arianna’s POV~My breath was ragged, my pulse thundering in my ears. My entire body trembled—not from exhaustion, not from pain, but from the sheer weight of what I had just seen.My past. My parents. My real identity.I yanked my hand away from Iris, my heart slamming against my ribs as I stared at her in disbelief.“You,” I spat, the single word laced with betrayal, fury, and shock.Iris didn’t flinch. Instead, she grabbed my wrist again, tighter this time.Before I could react, the world around me shifted—sucked into nothingness.I blinked, completely disoriented. One second, we were in the dimly lit cabin, surrounded by flickering candles. The next, I stood in a vast, endless white space, floating between reality and the unknown.Iris stood before me, her black dress flowing unnaturally, her eyes glowing with ethereal power.“I know,” she said, her voice eerily calm. “I left them. But there was nothing I could do.”My hands clenched. My wolf stirred, a low growl
*****************~Arianna’s POV~A strange whisper brushed against my mind, soft yet insistent, like a breeze carrying a secret only I could hear.I stiffened.I turned sharply to Iris, my heart hammering against my ribs, ignoring whether or not I’ll startle Damon. “You… you just mind-linked me.”Iris’s lips curled into that familiar smirk. “Of course I did.”My jaw tightened. I wasn’t stupid—witches didn’t just reach into someone’s mind for fun.She wanted something.I tried to hold back the urge not to fold my arms across my chest. “What do you want?” I asked in my mind.Her voice was light, almost playful, but beneath it lay something deadly serious. “Remember, you owe me a favour.”I narrowed my eyes. “You want it now?”Iris shook her head. “It is a promise.”A beat of silence stretched between us, thick and heavy. I knew Damon wondered what was going on but I just smiled and beckoned him to lead the way.Then she said it, mind-linking me.“Promise me you will find the ones that
*****************~Damon’s POV~Of course, she moved again. Witches were paranoid by nature, and Iris was no exception. If anything, she was worse. Always running, always hiding.I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Send me the location.”“Already did,” Xander replied. “But I should warn you—she’s not exactly thrilled about visitors. The last guy who tried to force his way into her place is still missing.”I smirked. “Good thing I’m not just anyone.”Xander let out a dry chuckle. “Yeah, yeah. Just don’t get cursed or something. See you soon.”The line went dead.I tucked my phone back into my pocket and turned toward the stairs. Arianna had disappeared into her room the moment we got back. I hesitated for half a second before pulling out my own phone and dialling her number.It rang twice before she answered. “Hello?”“Get ready,” I said. “We’re leaving in ten minutes.”There was a pause, then a quiet, “Already?”“Yes. We found Iris.”The call went silent as though Arianna was contemplat
*****************~Arianna’s POV~“Give me your hand, Arianna,” Iris commanded softly, her tone laced with authority and mystery. I hesitated, a chill creeping over me, before slowly extending my hand. The cool air of the cabin seemed to pulse with energy as Iris’s touch met mine, and she closed her eyes as if to summon forces beyond mortal ken.I watched, wide-eyed, as she began chanting in a language I couldn’t comprehend. Her voice rose and fell, a rhythmic incantation that vibrated through my very soul. Before I could steady my racing thoughts, a strange sensation washed over me. Then—suddenly—her eyes snapped open, glowing white.A startled breath escaped me. Before I could react, my own vision blurred, my body stiffening as a rush of overwhelming energy coursed through me. My fingers tightened around hers involuntarily, and then—The world around us disappeared.I saw a vision of my earliest days, a memory that felt both foreign and achingly familiar. I saw myself as a tiny inf
*****************~Arianna’s POV~A crystal ball sat atop a blackened silver stand between us, swirling with faint tendrils of mist inside. The moment Iris tapped her finger against the glass, it pulsed with a bright, ethereal glow. My breath hitched.“Give me your hand, Arianna,” Iris commanded softly, her tone laced with authority and mystery. I hesitated, a chill creeping over me, before slowly extending my hand. The cool air of the cabin seemed to pulse with energy as Iris’s touch met mine, and she closed her eyes as if to summon forces beyond mortal ken.I watched, wide-eyed, as she began chanting in a language I couldn’t comprehend. Her voice rose and fell, a rhythmic incantation that vibrated through my very soul. Before I could steady my racing thoughts, a strange sensation washed over me. Then—suddenly—her eyes snapped open, glowing white.A startled breath escaped me. Before I could react, my own vision blurred, my body stiffening as a rush of overwhelming energy coursed th