Niylah’s POV. The next morning, I slowly open my heavy eyes, and everything is blurry. The house I'm in is all white, maybe I'm in heaven. I can't help but close my eyes at the thought of being in heaven. The last time I saw my family was the day I packed my bags and came to school. It's so sad. I regret coming to school now. They didn't even let me have a peaceful day. Tears well up in my eyes, and I let them flow freely without fully opening my eyes. I still can't believe I'm dead now. If only Henry had helped me yesterday, maybe I'd still be alive, maybe in pain, but it would be better than this. I just hope that whatever Henry did to me, someone rewards him threefold. "Won't you open your eyes?" I hear a voice, and I instantly know it's the grim reaper ready to take me to the afterlife. I refuse to open my eyes; instead, I let my tears stream down my cheeks, feeling the warmth of each one. “Why are you crying?” I heard the voice again, and I wonder why he was asking such a q
Henry’s POV. I watch her amid the crowd, I feel like a coward for leaving her to die last night. I knew what I did was wrong, so I went back to save her yesterday, but she was no longer there. Perhaps someone helped her. Seeing her now confirms that, especially with Alex beside her. He must have helped her. Alex, my nephew, and I are like night and day, never seeing eye to eye. I wonder about the relationship between him and Her, my mate. I watch her As she explained herself to her roommates, I chose not to intervene. I'm just glad she's safe. As I turn to leave, a loud slap echoes. I can't help but turn back. She's on the floor, holding her cheeks. It's hard to figure out who slapped her as they all look like hungry lions. I didn't plan to intervene, but step in won't be bad, I only wanted to ask her how she was feeling, but when she bumped her head on my chest, something changed inside me. My heart raced, and I couldn't figure out why. She glared at me with hatred, a feeling
NIYLAH’s POV. "That jerk," I muttered as Henry's voice boomed through the speaker, publicly rejecting me. I had already accepted his rejection yesterday, so why the need for a loud announcement today? I glared through the vacant class I am in, Standing by the window, I peered out at the school, hearing the whispers of the students. It seemed like my life had become the talk of the town. "Why the loud announcement again? I guess he hates me more than I thought," I said, trying to connect with my Wolf. "No, he doesn't hate us. We hate him. You and I both despise him. It's tough facing all this when you're so soft," my Wolf replied, and tears welled up in my eyes. I quickly wiped it away. I've promised myself I won't shed tears, no matter what that jerk throws my way. I turned around, and this time the door burst open, revealing Liam. I felt like jumping on him; I hadn't seen him all day, and it felt like an eternity. He came in with a smile that held a hint of sadness. Even without
Henry’s POV After sharing a steamy moment with Ivory, she returned to meet her friend, keeping our relationship private for security reasons. I only confided in Liam about my relationship with Ivory because I trusted him to keep my secret safe. As I walked down the hallway towards the first class of the day, I approached the corner where I needed to turn to reach the classroom. I spotted Liam and Alex coming out from a class on the left row, engaged in a lively chat. My ears couldn't help but catch snippets of their conversation, which revolved around none other than my supposed mate. I know announcing the rejection through the speaker is quite out of it but I don't want to care but hearing what Liam and Alex are saying makes me wonder how hurt it could be. Although I had decided not to care, but overhearing Liam and Alex made me ponder the potential hurt it might cause. Despite my vow not to be affected by her, a part of me felt the urge to apologize to her. I sensed a stirring w
Niylah's POV. Losing my virginity unexpectedly in a fleeting moment left me in disbelief. I anticipated Henry's contempt and avoidance, never imagining he could treat me this way. Losing my virginity in such an inappropriate setting, with someone I considered my enemy, was a shock. I feared Henry's reaction and wondered if this is how wicked he is. My body feels so weak, unable to move. I'm sitting on the floor, blood on my clothes, glaring at Henry. If I knew how to end his life right now, I'd do it. The tension between us is palpable. Henry sits with his head down, not looking up since he let go of me. Was he content after satisfying his desires? No one forced him to assault me. If I could escape, I'd sue him for assault without a second thought. But would anyone believe me? Do I have anyone to support me? Tears keep streaming down my face, soaking my clothes. It feels like we've been stuck like this for almost 8 hours. The thought of facing the outside world is daunting. Wha
HENRY’s POV. I don't know what came over me, why did I force myself on her? Why did I feel like I owned her an explanation? Why did I think I committed a great sin by sleeping with her? Why did I feel the need to protect her? Why did I believe my only response was to protect her? And most importantly, why did it feel like I had known her for a decade? I know myself, I despise her. I vowed to always keep my distance from her, but now I can't get her off my mind. It's so crazy, right? Walking through the alley, heading straight to where I parked my car, I wanted to forget about her, even just for a minute. I wanted to go back to my old self. But no matter how hard I tried, I ended up inhaling loudly, feeling frustrated. Getting inside my car, slamming the door hard, my phone rang. I took it out to check the caller, and it was Liam. I inhaled before sliding the green button. "Where are you?" He asked through the speaker. "Still at school, but I'll be home soon," I replied with a slo
NIYLAH’s POV. I wonder what's going on with him, acting all lovey-dovey after forcing himself on me. I know I'm acting too cool, but what can I really do? Should I call the police? Or maybe go to the station with this clothes as evidence to prove my innocence. Just the thought of it lifts my spirits. I might seem helpless now, but I know there's evidence with the cloth on my neck. But wait, I don't even know which police station to go to. Standing in the middle of the road, scanning back and forth as if I'm expecting someone. "There you are," I hear from behind, and I quickly turn around. "Jack!" I call out as I see him, a wave of fear washing over me. I start walking backward as he moves closer, a wicked smile on his face. I can sense something sinister in his eyes. "You can't escape from me, you know," he says, as his hand grips my waist and pulls me closer, our chests meeting, and our eyes locking. I struggled, “Let go of me,” I said, attempting to break free, but his grip was
His words took my breath away, and I couldn't help but wonder, was he speaking the truth? Could he truly hear my thoughts? "You're joking, right?" I managed a smile as he took a step closer, our chests almost touching. I could hear his heart racing - was it because of me? "Being near you allows me to hear your thoughts, especially that night... the black mask," he explained. Memories of our first meeting flooded back, but I struggled to grasp his intentions. "I heard your mind that night, which led me to you when you needed help. I only wanted to listen to your heart, but I found you unconscious. That's why I want to stay close, to understand and hear your thoughts," he said, a soft smile playing on his lips. I took a step back, my head spinning as I gazed at him in disbelief. "Don't be surprised, kitty," he said, ruffling my hair before turning to face Alexandra, who seemed intrigued but unable to decipher our unspoken connection. She gave me a sharp look, her lips pouted,
Niylah stood on the grand stage, her fingers poised elegantly above the ivory keys of the majestic piano, her heart pulsating in rhythm with the gentle hum of anticipation that filled the concert hall. The atmosphere was electric—a myriad of emotions swirled around her as the audience filled the seats, awash with admiration and expectation. A soft glow illuminated her from above, casting her in a shimmering light, and she could feel the warmth coursing through her, reassuring her that this moment was hers.Breathless, Niylah smiled as she scanned the crowd, her eyes landing on her parents, their faces glowing with pride, and Nina, her little sister and her lifelong confidant, sitting in the front row, grinning widely. They had journeyed together, navigating the chaotic currents of life, and now they shared in this triumphant moment.After everything that had happened—the rejections, the pain, and the eventual acceptance of her true self—she finally stood here, ready to fulfill her dre
Henry’s POVThe moon hung high above the clearing, a majestic witness to life unfolding beneath its hushed glow. Henry stood at the edge of the gathering, an outsider looking in, gnawing on regrets that clawed at his insides. Guilt twisted in his chest as he witnessed the celebration of unity after the chaos that had once reigned over their lives. His gaze drifted to Niylah, resplendent and fierce, commanding the attention of the pack with her newfound Alpha presence. She had shed her insecurities like a snake shedding skin, and the magnificence of who she was now practically radiated. Memories of their past flashed through his mind, filling him with remorse.He had been such a fool—disregarding her, underestimating her strength, and acting out of selfishness. The recollection of that day haunted him, the burning shame of how he had rejected her publicly, how he had chosen to embrace Ivory instead of nurturing what he could have cherished with Niylah. The memories of their time toge
Liam’s POVThe soft glow of the moon bathed the forest in ethereal light as Liam walked through the clearing. Each step felt lighter than the last, buoyed by an overwhelming sense of gratitude. He paused, inhaling the cool night air, feeling its crispness fill his lungs and awaken the very essence of him. The moon goddess had blessed him with a gift he had never anticipated—a mate, Niylah. And with that blessing, he had discovered not just love but a profound truth about himself.As the future Alpha, he felt the weight of responsibility on his shoulders to embody strength and resilience. Yet, despite his natural gifts, there had always been an undercurrent of confusion guiding his path. He had lived under the constant fear of failing those he cared about, the fear of not being the leader they deserved. But with Niylah, everything changed.He thought back to that fateful night when their souls intertwined beneath the moonlit sky. It had been such a vulnerable moment when she had unlea
Niylah stood beneath the pale glow of the moonlight, her heart racing with a mixture of fear and exhilaration. The night seemed alive with energy, vibrating in tune with the beating of her own heart. She had always been the Omega—the weakest, the underestimated, the one who bore the brunt of others' expectations and their scorn. Every day had been a battle against the tides of her reality, a struggle to carve a place for herself in a world that thrived on hierarchy and dominance. But tonight, everything was different.Memories flooded her mind as she took a deep breath. She could still remember the whispers that followed her, the laughter laced with cruelty echoing in the corners of her mind. “Niylah the weak, Niylah the expendable,” they'd call her. The other wolves in her pack had found their strength in their Alpha lineage, their fierce dominion solidified by blood and tradition. And then there was her—nobody. Just Niylah. The Omega.Her hands clenched into fists as she recalled th
Liam's POVThe confrontation had spiraled into a tumultuous battle of emotions that left me reeling. As Sophia’s revelation twisted around us, I could scarcely grasp the gravity of what she had confessed. The air crackled with uncertainty, but behind it all was a thread of betrayal that hung heavily in the silence. It ricocheted through each moment, wrapping the three of us in a storm.“She disguised herself as Evelyn,” I thought, the notion too surreal to digest. “Why would she go to such lengths?”Every detail felt like an incomplete piece of a broken puzzle I strained to assemble. This woven narrative hung precariously, every new thread threatening to unravel the ties that bound us together.“You played Evelyn,” I finally managed to voice, disbelief still clinging to my words. It felt surreal, as though I were watching a play unfold rather than witnessing the reality standing before me. “Why would you put yourself in that position? Why hide in plain sight?”“I did it for you!” Soph
Niylah's POVThe cool air was fraught with tension as Sophia revealed her truth, the revelation seeping into my consciousness like a slow poison. I tried to piece together the fragments of my emotions as I stood there, stunned.Sophia had been my confidant, a steadfast ally who had helped me navigate my darkest days. I had relied on her, unknowingly, while she had worn a mask so deceiving it felt as if the ground beneath me had shifted. It left me reeling, the foundation I thought our friendship was built upon cracking beneath the weight of her betrayal.“Evelyn,” I whispered, the name falling from my lips like a ghostly echo. “Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, remorse reflected in her gaze. I had justified my own insecurities through our bond; I had viewed our relationship as a sisterhood, one founded on support. To learn that Sophia had disguised herself as someone else—someone dangerously close to me—felt like a betrayal that ran deeper than mere deception; it threatened the v
Sophia’s POVThe moonlit clearing shimmered, casting elongated shadows that danced across the ground like phantoms from my past. My heart raced as I prepared to share my truth with Niylah and Liam. I could sense the tension that lingered in the air, the unspoken questions and the hazy remnants of doubt. It was time to shed my own skin, to remove the last pieces of the façade I had built to protect those I cared about most.We had all been through a crucible of conflict that had tested our bonds, but now we stood on the brink of revelation. As I gathered my thoughts, my gaze flickered to Niylah, her fierce determination a beacon of strength. I remembered all too vividly the moments when she had needed me most, how I had made it my mission to be her shield against the dark forces that threatened her.Would she understand how deep this deception ran? Would she see that my intentions had been guided by loyalty, even if my methods were misguided?"There's something you both need to know,"
Liam's POVThe night air felt heavy, charged with emotions still pulsating from the earlier confrontation. Sophia’s voice drifted through my consciousness like a haunting melody, testing the strings of loyalty and trust. She stood before Niylah and me, a woman who’d carried the weight of being our beta and yet had slipped in her duty to protect the very foundation she held dear.“But you think you can just... pull the wool over our eyes and pretend it’s for our own good?” The words were out before I had fully processed them. I felt a mix of anger and disbelief at her veiled intentions, but there was an underlying concern—what else lay hidden behind those secrets?“I thought I was doing what was best!” She cried, small and earnest, the vulnerability in her reflection stirring something inside me. “I know I’ve made mistakes; I laid a path of betrayal. But I wanted to shield you two from the turmoil happening outside our borders.”In that moment, I felt the weight of my initial fury shi
Niylah's POVThe wind howled through the trees, carrying the echoes of the fight we had just witnessed. Nothing felt right. As the moon painted the clearing in ethereal light, I could hardly believe the chaos that had descended upon us. Sophia's words swirled in my mind, but the anger within me felt justified. The betrayal was fresh; it still stung like an open wound.Why had she kept us in the dark? It was unfathomable. Trust was the foundation of our pack, and now those foundations seemed to be cracked and crumbling.“Betrayal,” I echoed Sophia’s words. “That’s what it feels like. You were meant to stand by us, to protect us. Instead, you chose to act secretly.”“Could you not see that it was for our safety?” She looked at me imploringly, and I could see the tremor in her hands as she spoke. Maybe I was too harsh; Sophia was our beta, and she wore that responsibility heavily. But that didn’t excuse her silence.“We’re all carrying our own burdens, Sophia,” Liam’s voice was steady, c