**********Chapter 7I yawned, covering my lips with my hand, when Damon stared daggers in my direction. I had learned the hard way that Damon’s words were absolute.Why he had me awake by 6:30 was still a mystery to me as I stood there before a few maidservants, each having their head high, hands behind their back, and clothes neat.“Meet Ari,” Damon’s voice rang with authority as he waved his hand toward me, his eyes narrowing slightly. “She’ll be joining us for breakfast. After that, I’ll be taking her shopping.”Shopping? I blinked, almost certain I hadn’t heard him right. But before I could question it, Damon was already on the move, gesturing for me to follow him to the dining room.Left with little to no choice, I did and soon found myself seated before the best delicious meal I had ever seen in my life. My stomach churned in response, clearly happy with the appetizers staring at me.Breakfast was a quiet affair, mostly because Damon seemed entirely uninterested in making conve
***************CHAPTER 8I entered the elevator heading to the penthouse and immediately the sound signalled a stop, I stepped out while Arianna walked just a step behind me. She kept quiet, but I felt her gaze burning into my back, simmering with that familiar defiance she didn’t bother to hide. We’d barely crossed the door when a passing servant stopped, head bowed as he said, “Sir, you have a call waiting on line six.”I gave a slight nod, then turned to Arianna. “Go to your room and stay there. I won’t be long.” My voice was low, leaving no room for argument.She narrowed her eyes at me, still clearly displeased. But, for once, she didn’t argue, which was good. I didn’t have the energy for that right now. With one last pointed look, she turned on her heel and disappeared down the corridor. I watched her go, appreciating the way she held her head high even when she was fuming. Once she was out of sight, I turned and headed for my study.Once inside, I settled into the leather ch
***************CHAPTER 9I laid the last piece of clothing down on the bed and took a step back, surveying the ridiculous amount of clothes Damon had bought for me. From daring dresses to lacy undergarments, each item seemed to scream a challenge, pushing boundaries I wasn’t even sure I had. I hadn’t ever worn clothes like this in my life but when Damon picked each, he seemed to have me as a target in his mind. I reached down, picking up a dark red dress that looked like it belonged to someone bolder, someone who didn’t mind being seen. My fingers brushed over the soft, luxurious fabric, and I couldn’t stop the small thrill that raced up my spine.Shaking my head, I tossed the dress aside, eyeing the black lingerie set sitting neatly on top of its box. The delicate lace seemed to mock me, and I felt a mix of dread and, embarrassingly, curiosity. I could practically hear Damon’s voice in my head, his cold command from the boutique still fresh in my mind. ‘You’ll wear these for
***************CHAPTER 10~Trisha’s POV~I sat back in the plush leather chair, eyes closed as the stylist worked on my hair. The faint hum of the dryer and the scent of perfume mixed with hairspray filled the salon, a soothing routine I usually enjoyed. But my calm was short-lived as my phone buzzed on the counter beside me. I reached for it, answering without checking the caller ID, expecting it to be my P.A. with updates for the day.“Miss Trisha,” came a hesitant voice—a familiar one from Damon’s house staff. “I thought you’d want to know... Mr. Dark brought in a new guest.”My grip tightened around the phone. “A guest?” I repeated, feigning indifference. “What kind of guest?”“A woman,” the staff member replied, her voice lowering as if to keep the conversation discreet. “He brought her in from Arthdal Strike. She’s… an exclusive, apparently.”My jaw clenched, but I forced my tone to remain neutral. “Did he now?” I murmured, a slight tremor betraying my restraint. “This exclus
***************CHAPTER 11~Arianna’s POV~As much as I didn’t want to eavesdrop, I did. His tone changed with every sentence that left his lips, his irritation becoming more evident than before. Damon’s cold dismissal replayed in my mind as I lay in bed that night. After sending me to my room without so much as an explanation, he’d locked himself away, leaving me alone with nothing but my thoughts and the unsettling memories of the day. Until now, I had no phone, nothing connecting me to the world outside his estate. And it was becoming boring.I had a boyfriend and a close friend and I know by now they'd be wondering where I was and if I was okay. Just thinking about it made my heart ache. I am sure they'll have tried reaching me through my uncle but…I shook my head. All this was just because of Damon and my Uncle.There was no escaping the way his presence invaded every part of my mind. Everything about him demanded control, even in his silence.The next morning came with an ea
***************CHAPTER 12~Damon’s POV~The moment I heard the gasp, Mars stirred in my mind, his low growl vibrating with urgency. “Our mate is here,” he alerted me, his voice sharp and clear.I spun, my eyes catching sight of Arianna at the cracked door before she disappeared, her shadow slipping back up the stairs. I barely heard the guards behind me—Mars was seething, pushing forward with a fury that made my skin tingle. After a cold nod to my men, instructing them to continue, I left the room, taking slow, steady steps towards the entrance of the underground house.When I reached Arianna’s room, I saw Xander standing far too close to her, his hand tilted under her chin, his smirk too easy, too familiar. Mars growled in my mind, ready to devour our friend for daring to touch what was ours. A flash of possessiveness surged through me, and before I knew it, I’d crossed the space between us.“What the hell are you doing with my m—” I caught myself, clenching my jaw before the wo
***************CHAPTER 13~Arianna’s POV~I stood in front of the mirror, reluctantly smoothing down the shimmering navy-blue gown Damon had picked. The fabric hugged my curves, clinging to my skin with a snugness that felt both foreign and oddly electric. The gown stopped daringly above my mid-thigh, its sleeveless neckline dipping just low enough to leave me uneasy. With a final tug, I took a steadying breath, prepared to walk out and face him.But just as I reached for the door, my gaze landed on the open window, and an idea took root—a reckless, dangerous idea.During the earlier stroll with Damon, I’d noticed there were fewer guards than usual around the estate. Now, with him waiting in my room and assuming I’d obey his every whim, this could be my only chance to slip away. And after he’d claimed I belonged to him, the urge to break free pulsed through me, stronger than anything else.Suddenly I heard his displeased voice and froze when I got to the window. “Arianna, are you
***************CHAPTER 14~Trisha’s POV~The plane touched down with a gentle bump, and as it taxied to the gate, I checked my reflection in the small mirror inside my compact. Fresh, composed, and more than ready for what lay ahead. It had been two years since I last visited Thania, and as much as I hated the chaos of this city, today was different. Today, I was here with a purpose.Stepping out of the gate and into the arrivals lounge, I spotted my brother, Matteo, standing near the escalators, his tall frame cutting a formidable figure among the crowd. He met my gaze with a grin that held both amusement and a touch of exasperation. Even as he waved me over, I could tell he wasn’t thrilled to see me here—not under these circumstances.“Well, look who’s decided to grace us with her presence,” he said, his tone teasing as he pulled me into a quick hug.“Don’t start,” I replied, rolling my eyes. “This isn’t exactly a pleasure trip.”Matteo chuckled as he grabbed my bag, guiding me t
****************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