***************CHAPTER 41~Arianna’s POV~The soft hum of the estate surrounded me as I sat cross-legged on my bed, sorting through the documents Damon had sent earlier. Each page was meticulously detailed, outlining accounts and figures I didn’t fully understand but was determined to decode.As I worked, a knock at the door startled me. Before I could answer, the door swung open, and Damon stepped inside. His presence was commanding as usual, his sharp eyes locking on me as he approached with a file in hand.Without a word, he placed the folder on the bed in front of me, his expression unreadable.I frowned, setting the papers aside and picking up the file. “What’s this?”“Open it,” Damon said simply, his tone laced with a challenge.I hesitated, my stomach twisting with unease, but curiosity won out. Flipping it open, I was greeted by a series of photographs. My breath caught as my eyes scanned the images.Henry.My Henry.He was in a bar, his arms wrapped around someone I knew a
***************CHAPTER 43~Arianna’s POV~The word mate echoed in my mind, drowning out every other thought.Mate.Damon’s words reverberated through me, unsettling something deep within. My heart was already heavy with the betrayal I’d just witnessed—Henry and Martha, two people I’d trusted, caught in an act that tore through me.Pain tightened my chest. It was suffocating and crushing. Every word Damon spoke after that blurred into the background as the car seemed to spin.And then the word resurfaced, louder, sharper, like a brand searing into my consciousness.Mate.It felt like a cage snapping shut around me. A bond, a connection I never asked for, never agreed to. My breathing quickened, my vision narrowing as if the world were closing in. I was once again wrapped up in my parents’s accident. I had to escape—I needed to get away.Without thinking, I bolted.“Arianna!” Damon’s voice boomed behind me, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.The cool night air hit my face as I ran, my hee
***************CHAPTER 44~Damon’s POV~We returned home and Arianna did the very first thing of locking me out of her room. Well, that’s what happens when she wanted time. I had told her the truth. I delayed, but everything was out in the open now, and she needed time. I understood and wanted to give it to her but at the same time everything about her intoxicated me. I leaned back in my chair, staring blankly at the dark wood-panelled ceiling of my study. The room was quiet except for the faint crackle of the fireplace, but my mind was anything but.Arianna.The taste of her lips still lingered on mine, and every time I closed my eyes, I saw her. The fire in her gaze, the way her wolf had flickered to the surface—it was intoxicating and maddening all at once. I didn't know how she could resist it. Maybe I did. Her wolf hadn't fully broken free and that was something I had to work on now. She was my mate, but she didn’t fully understand what that meant yet.She needed time.Mars
***************CHAPTER 45~Arianna’s POV~The soft rustle of paper filled the quiet office as I worked through the documents Damon had given me. The numbers blurred together after a while, but I forced myself to focus. Anything to keep my mind off the kiss and the emotional storm he’d left behind.My lips still tingled when I thought about it, and that was maddening. I was supposed to be angry, but instead, I felt like I was walking a tightrope, teetering between fury and something far more dangerous.A sharp clearing of a throat broke my concentration. I looked up to find Damon standing in the doorway with an intense gaze like he was seeing right through me.“Grab your bag,” he said, his tone as casual as if he were commenting on the weather. “We’re going out.”I blinked, startled by the abruptness. “Out?”He nodded but said nothing.Usually, I’d argue, but something in his demeanor told me not to. Without a word, I set down the papers, grabbed my bag, and followed him.As we made o
***************CHAPTER 46~Arianna’s POV~The Phone StoreThe drive was uneventful, Xander humming to himself while I stared out the window. He didn’t push me to talk, which I appreciated, but his daunting presence was still hard to ignore.When we arrived at the phone store, he opened my door with an exaggerated flourish. “After you, princess.”I ignored the nickname, stepping into the sleek, modern shop. An attendant walked up to meet us, bowing before Xander before gesturing to the rows of phones they had. "This way, Miss. Do you have any particular phone in mind?"My smile and slightly confused look were all I could give her as she immediately got the hint. She smiled and nodded. "Come."Rows of glittering phones lined the walls, each one more expensive than the last.“Pick whichever one you want,” Xander said, leaning casually against a display counter.I hesitated. “They’re all so... extravagant.”“That’s the point,” he said with a grin. “Damon doesn’t do anything halfway.”Wi
***************CHAPTER 47~Arianna’s POV~I was still fuming by the time Xander and I returned to the estate. The encounter with Trisha had left me seething, but if I was honest with myself, the smug satisfaction of having put her in her place warmed my heart.When we entered, I ignored Damon entirely. My hand gripped the new phone in my pocket—a stark reminder of the circumstances that kept me tethered to him.“Arianna,” Damon called as I moved toward the corridor leading to my room. His tone was casual but commanding, the kind of voice that demanded attention even when you didn’t want to give it.“What?” I turned to him, irritation leaking into my words.“No thanks for the phone?” he asked, leaning casually against the back of the couch, his smirk infuriatingly charming.I rolled my eyes. “Thanks.”“Ah,” he said, standing straighter. “That’s not how I accept gratitude.”I crossed my arms. “What do you want, Damon? What do you want with my body?” The words came out more venomous than
***************CHAPTER 48~Arianna’s POV~The drive to Henry’s house was suffocatingly quiet. My fingers drummed against the door handle, my thoughts racing with every mile that passed. What was I expecting to find? Henry, apologetic and full of excuses? Martha, hiding in shame?The closer we got, the hotter the anger burnt inside me. I wasn’t sure who I was more furious with—Henry for betraying me or Martha for being the knife in my back.As the car slowed to a stop in front of Henry’s small but neat house, I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself.“You’ll be fine,” I muttered before stepping out of the car.The driver lingered by the car, clearly waiting for me to signal if I needed anything. I didn’t bother to acknowledge him as I marched up to the front door, the anger bubbling under my skin ready to spill over.The curtains were drawn, but a faint glow of light seeped through, enough for me to make out two figures inside. And what they were doing. Still, I found it hard to b
***************CHAPTER 49~Damon’s POV~After Arianna went out, I left Xander and decided to bury myself in work to get things fixed and done. My study was dimly lit, as I always loved it. Ignoring the ambience, I made my way to my chair and propped my feet on top of my table. So many thoughts filled my mind and Mars was liking her. He was a great fan of our mate even though her stubbornness would land her in trouble.I leaned back in my chair, my fingers drumming against the edge of my desk and my thoughts, as they often did, drifted to Arianna. The fire in her eyes when she left earlier stirred something in me—something that refused to be ignored.Mars had been restless all evening. “She’s starting to see, Damon. Let her anger burn. It’ll lead her to where she belongs.”“Or it’ll push her away.” I shook my head.The sharp chime of my laptop broke the silence. A new email.I leaned forward, my fingers gliding over the keyboard as I opened the message. It was from the council of pac
**************CHAPTER 35~Kaia’s POV~CHAPTER 34Kaia’s POVThe hum of the city faded as I drove through the quiet suburban streets, the gentle rustle of trees lining the road soothing my frayed nerves. After the whirlwind of emotions at work, I needed a break—an escape from the intensity of Apex Global, from Blaze’s unreadable smirks, and especially from the weight of being Kaia Gold, Blaze Black’s wife.So I turned to the people who had always been my sanctuary: Tiffany and Bethany, my best friends since college.Their shared house came into view, its porch light glowing warmly in the evening dusk. Parking in the driveway, I took a moment to gather myself, inhaling deeply before stepping out and heading to the front door.Before I could knock, the door swung open, and Tiffany’s wide grin greeted me. “Kaia!” she exclaimed, pulling me into a tight hug. “You finally decided to show your face, huh?”“About time,” Bethany called from the living room, her voice teasing. She appeared mome
***************CHAPTER 56~Arianna’s POV~The knock on my door was sharp and insistent, jolting me out of my thoughts. I didn’t bother responding. I was in no mood for more confrontations, especially if it was Damon.But, of course, it was Damon.He didn’t wait for an invitation. The door swung open, and there he was, filling the doorway with his presence, his stormy gaze locking onto me.“Do you ever knock and wait for an answer?” I snapped, standing up from the edge of my bed where I’d been sitting.His eyes narrowed, and he stepped inside, shutting the door behind him. “We need to talk.”“Do we?” I folded my arms across my chest, trying to ignore the way my pulse quickened at his tone. “Because I’ve had enough revelations for one day, Damon. Unless you have another bombshell to drop, I’d really like to be left alone.”He didn’t reply immediately. Instead, he crossed the room in a few long strides, stopping just short of me. My heart skipped a beat, I must say. His gaze was intens
***************CHAPTER 55~Damon’s POV~The shooting range echoed with the sharp, rhythmic cracks of gunfire. I adjusted my stance, raised the handgun, and fired again, the recoil snapping against my grip. Another direct hit to the center of the target.But I didn’t feel any satisfaction.The truth was, my mind wasn’t on the target. It was on Arianna.No matter how many bullets I unloaded, I couldn’t shake the image of her—her fiery eyes, the way she glared at me, and the way her lips had trembled after our kiss. She was chaos wrapped in beauty, a storm I couldn’t control but couldn’t walk away from either.Mars growled in my mind, his voice gruff and impatient. “She’s ours. Stop playing around and claim her already.”“She doesn’t want to be claimed,” I muttered under my breath, ignoring the exasperation radiating from my wolf.“She doesn’t know what she wants,” Mars countered. “But she will.”I lowered the gun, rubbing the back of my neck. My thoughts swirled like a maelstrom, and I
***************CHAPTER 54~Arianna’s POV~The ride back to the penthouse was steeped in silence, the kind that felt loud and unbearable. My thoughts were a whirl of questions, fears, and anger. Damon didn’t say a word, his grip firm on the steering wheel, his jaw clenched tightly.As soon as the car pulled to a stop, I threw the door open and marched toward the elevator, barely waiting for him to catch up. The ride to the top floor was a blur, and the moment the doors slid open, I stormed straight to my room.“Arianna,” Damon called, his voice sharp as he followed me.I ignored him, my hand already on the door handle when he grabbed my arm and turned me to face him.“What?” I snapped, yanking my arm free.“You can’t just storm off like this,” he said, his tone calm but laced with frustration.“Why not?” I shot back, the anger bubbling over. “Everything I thought I knew about my life—about who I am—has been turned upside down in the span of a single day!”Damon took a step closer, h
***************CHAPTER 53~Arianna’s POV~Iris led us to her house, a quaint, ivy-covered building tucked away on the outskirts of the city. It had an air of mystery, with its creaking wooden door and the faint scent of herbs and magic lingering in the air.As we stepped inside, the interior was just as enigmatic as the exterior—shelves lined with jars of strange powders and liquids, books stacked haphazardly, and crystals glowing faintly in the dim light.“Sit,” Iris instructed, motioning to a round table in the center of the room. Damon and I exchanged a glance before obeying.Iris busied herself, gathering items from the shelves as if she already knew what she’d need. Finally, she turned to me, her piercing gaze locking onto mine.“Do you remember anything about where you come from? Your past?” she asked.I frowned, shaking my head. “No. I mean, I remember my childhood, but... nothing that stands out as unusual. Just... normal.”I glanced at Damon, who was sitting silently beside
***************CHAPTER 52~Damon’s POV~The next morning, I found myself standing outside Arianna’s door. Knocking softly, I waited as the muffled sound of movement inside reached my ears. When the door opened, she stood there, dressed in a bit of corporate wear. A lemon gown that hugged her frame and made her look so breathtakingly sexy. Her expression was neutral, though I could see the hints of curiosity in her eyes.“We’re going out,” I said simply.Her brows furrowed. “To work?”“Not today,” I replied. “Get ready. I’ll explain on the way.”“Damon,” she began, but I cut her off with a small smirk.“Trust me. You’ll want to see this.”She hesitated for a moment before sighing and retreating into her room. Fifteen minutes later, she emerged, dressed casually in jeans and a loose sweater, her hair pulled into a messy bun.I loved the previous outfit, though. Had I known she’d be changing, I wouldn’t have let her go back in. Too bad we were already late as it was and we needed to mo
***************CHAPTER 51~Ariann's POV~As I sat on the edge of my bed, Damon’s words replayed in my mind. He was relentless, but his approach tonight was different. It wasn’t his usual domineering attitude; it was softer, almost... vulnerable.“What game are you playing, Damon Dark?” I whispered to myself.For years, I’d built walls so high no one could scale them, least of all someone like Damon because I had that douchebag, Henry. Yet, here he was, chipping away at them bit by bit. It wasn’t just his words or his actions—it was the pull. That maddening, magnetic connection that left me breathless and questioning everything I thought I knew.My wolf stirred again and this time, strongly. “He’s right. You’re running.”“I’m not,” I whispered fiercely, shaking my head. But even as I said it, the doubt lingered. Was I?I stood abruptly, pacing the room when a thought crossed my mind. “Wait. Why not vcome out and let’s talk. There’s a lot I do not know.” I waited fro her response but
***************CHAPTER 50~Arianna’s POV~The tension from my confrontation with Henry and Martha lingered in my mind. It had taken everything in me not to lose control completely when I confronted them. Especially Henry. I wanted to destroy his generation before it began like Damon would have but I held back.Entering the penthouse, I made my way to my room and discarded my clothes. I needed a hot shower to wash away the resentment and betrayal that had been there for a while.Steam filled the bathroom as the warm water poured over me. My mind raced as I tried to make sense of everything. Seeing Henry and Martha together had been a knife to the gut, but deep down, I realized something that shook me even more. I wasn’t as devastated as I thought I’d be.I wiped a hand over my face, exhaling shakily. That revelation brought more confusion than comfort. And just as I was about to lose myself in my thoughts again, a flicker of movement caught my eye.A shadow.I turned sharply, my voic
***************CHAPTER 49~Damon’s POV~After Arianna went out, I left Xander and decided to bury myself in work to get things fixed and done. My study was dimly lit, as I always loved it. Ignoring the ambience, I made my way to my chair and propped my feet on top of my table. So many thoughts filled my mind and Mars was liking her. He was a great fan of our mate even though her stubbornness would land her in trouble.I leaned back in my chair, my fingers drumming against the edge of my desk and my thoughts, as they often did, drifted to Arianna. The fire in her eyes when she left earlier stirred something in me—something that refused to be ignored.Mars had been restless all evening. “She’s starting to see, Damon. Let her anger burn. It’ll lead her to where she belongs.”“Or it’ll push her away.” I shook my head.The sharp chime of my laptop broke the silence. A new email.I leaned forward, my fingers gliding over the keyboard as I opened the message. It was from the council of pac