Daniella Thornhill, a hybrid and orphan has endured seven years of silent torment as the loyal assistant—and secret lover—to Liam Garvalle, the cold and calculating Alpha of the hollow pack. Trapped by love, duty, and her own frail humanity, Daniella has silently borne the pain of a one-sided mate bond, a cruel twist of fate that Liam himself remains oblivious to. When Matilda, a perfect purebred re-enters Liam’s life claiming to be his true mate, Daniella’s world begins to unravel. Lies, betrayal, and cruel manipulation follow Daniella at every turn as Matilda's schemes tighten the noose around her. What Liam sees as loyalty to his pack and legacy, Daniella feels as suffocating control. With her unborn child at stake and no one to trust, Daniella faces a devastating decision that could break her completely—or awaken a long-dormant strength within her. Unknown to them all, secrets lie buried: a father searching for his lost daughter, a wolf waiting to emerge, and a bond more powerful than any deception. As Daniella’s carefully maintained composure begins to crack, the cost of love, vengeance, and survival looms large. Who will emerge unscathed when fate turns its merciless wheel?
View MoreMrs. Garvalle stood at the threshold of the room, seething in anger as she watched her son, Liam, hovering over Matilda with concern written all over his features. Matilda, lying dramatically on the bed, clutched at her stomach, her cries sharp and pitiful. The sight of her wailing as though she were at death’s door ignited a deep resentment in Mrs. Garvalle’s heart.“Lie down,” he ordered, his voice taut, betraying the storm of emotions brewing beneath his otherwise stoic facade.Matilda, cradling her stomach, whimpered dramatically. “It hurts, Liam! It hurts so much!”Mrs. Garvalle scoffed under her breath. It was all a ploy, a charade played to perfection. There was no doubt in her mind that Matilda had turned the situation to her advantage. The way she collapsed, the manner in which she clutched at her stomach only after Liam had entered—it was too precise, too deliberate. The slap had been warranted. The insolent girl had defied her, insulted her authority, and now she dared to
The doors to Matilda’s chamber creaked as Mrs. Garvalle pushed them open, stepping inside with deliberate force. The room smelled of expensive perfume and powder, and before the grand vanity sat Matilda, carefully dabbing rouge onto her already-flushed cheeks. She glanced at Mrs. Garvalle through the mirror’s reflection, her eyes gleaming with irritation rather than surprise."Matilda," Mrs. Garvalle’s said in a low voice. "Why did you not answer my summons?"Matilda continued applying her makeup, her lips pursed in an expression of supreme indifference. "I was busy."The older woman stiffened, her fingers curling into fists at her sides. "Busy? Too busy to acknowledge the mother of the Alpha? Too busy to adhere to the traditions of this pack? First, you disregarded my advice and refused to wear blue for the mating ceremony, and now you think you are above answering when you are called?"Matilda finally turned, setting her brush down with deliberate slowness. Her eyes, cold and unyiel
NEXT DAYThe dining hall of the Garvalle estate was bathed in the soft golden glow of the morning sun, its long mahogany table adorned with silverware and porcelain plates. The faint clinking of cutlery against fine china was the only sound disrupting the silence that hung over the room.Liam sat at the head of the table, his jaw tense, eyes shadowed with exhaustion. His mother, Mrs. Garvalle, sat primly on his right, dressed impeccably in a lavender silk dress, her every movement exuding quiet authority. On his left, Jessica, his sister, picked at a plate of berries, her expression smug.“So many dignitaries came,” Jessica mused, slicing into a fresh berry. “I heard Alpha Seth’s joke about tearing you apart if you hurt Matilda. It wasn’t funny, but I don’t think he meant it as a joke.”Liam barely reacted, staring at the steaming cup of coffee before him. He could still hear Seth’s words ringing in his ears, the warning layered beneath that dry humor. Something in his chest tightened
The reception was grand, befitting the union of two powerful packs. The sprawling field had been transformed into a lavish banquet hall under the open sky, illuminated by golden lanterns that flickered like trapped fireflies. The scent of roasted meats, exotic spices, and freshly baked bread filled the air, while a live band played soft, elegant melodies in the corner, adding to the atmosphere of celebration. Tables were adorned with silk runners and golden cutlery, while an elaborate banquet of exquisitely selected meals lay spread across long serving tables. Uniformed ushers moved gracefully between the guests, ensuring that no one’s cup ran empty and that every plate was generously filled.However, despite the grandeur and wedding fever, the absence of Alpha Dalton had not gone unnoticed. “Strange that Alpha Dalton didn’t attend,” one of the older Alphas murmured, stroking his silver beard thoughtfully. “Liam and he were like brothers once. Their fathers built an alliance that mad
The grand hall of the Hollow Pack was adorned with towering silver candelabras, their flickering flames casting elongated shadows upon the polished marble floors. The scent of fresh roses, imported orchids, and ceremonial incense lingered in the air, mingling with the hushed conversations of the distinguished guests who had gathered for the long-awaited union of Liam Garvalle and Matilda Everstone.Alphas from allied packs sat in their designated places, their expressions varying from curiosity to cold calculation. The alliance between the Hollow pack and the Range pack was one of great strategic importance, and every leader present knew that this was more than a mere wedding—it was a binding contract of power and influence.Matilda stood at the threshold, her slender fingers gripping the arm of her father, Alpha Seth. She was the picture of grace, her sapphire-blue gown cascading down her form like flowing water, each intricate detail of the embroidery catching the candlelight. The d
As soon as Daniella stormed out of his office, Liam stood frozen, his body rigid with an anger so volatile it clawed its way up his throat. The door slammed shut behind her, the force of it rattling the glass panel, but he barely registered the sound. His fists clenched at his sides, his nails biting into his palms. His breathing was ragged, uneven, a battle between fury and restraint.Then, without warning, he exploded.A snarl tore from his throat as he swept an expensive glass paperweight off his shelf. It shattered against the wall, shards flying in every direction. The rage inside him was uncontrollable, a wildfire burning through his veins. His office—a pristine, commanding space—became a war zone in a matter of seconds. A lamp crashed to the floor, and books were yanked from their shelves and hurled across the room. His desk chair toppled over as he kicked it, sending it rolling into the corner.His security team, seasoned as they were, exchanged wary glances but made no move t
The shrill ring of Daniella’s phone sliced through the quiet of her car as she drove back from Garvalle Enterprises, her hands tightened against the steering wheel. She barely glanced at the screen before answering."Dalton," she greeted, her voice taut.“Hey, just calling to remind you about tomorrow.” He kept his tone light, casual. “I hope you haven’t forgotten our date.”There was a brief pause, and Dalton sat up straighter.“I just got back from Liam’s office,” Daniella admitted, her voice carrying a tight edge. “I… I don’t know if I’ll be able to make it.”Dalton felt the sharp prick of jealousy before he could suppress it. “Liam’s office?” He kept his tone neutral, but something in his voice must have given him away. “What were you doing there?”She knew that tone. Dalton was trying not to sound affected, but the jealousy was there, simmering just beneath the surface.She hesitated. She hadn’t even planned on telling him. Not because she wanted to keep it from him, but because
Daniella stormed through the grand entrance of Garvalle Enterprises, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floors. Heads turned, and hushed whispers rippled through the office as employees, both new and old, recognized her. She didn’t pause to acknowledge them. She had no time for pleasantries or awkward reunions. There was only one thing on her mind—Liam.Liam’s assistant, Anna, rose abruptly from her desk, eyes widening in alarm. “Miss Thornhill—”“Move,” Daniella ordered, not even breaking her stride.Anna hesitated, but before she could protest, Daniella had already pushed open the heavy mahogany doors to Liam’s office.The force of her entrance sent a stack of neatly arranged documents fluttering to the ground.Liam looked up, startled. For a fleeting moment, shock flickered in his piercing eyes, but it was gone just as quickly, masked by a slow, knowing smirk. He leaned back in his chair, fingers steepled under his chin, exuding the infuriating arrogance that made Danie
The atmosphere inside Joshhill stores had come back to normalcy, a stark contrast to the earlier chaos stirred by Matilda and Jessica. The store employees, though initially shaken, had resumed their tasks with quiet diligence, assisting customers with the precision and warmth that Daniella demanded of her staff. Business was thriving despite the uninvited spectacle from earlier, and for a brief moment, Daniella allowed herself to believe that the day could end without further incident.Then, the doors swung open, and a group of men entered, clad in stiff suits with badges pinned to their lapels. Their expressions were as rigid as their posture. The room quieted as the staff and customers turned to observe the newcomers. One of the senior staff members, noticing them first, exchanged a wary glance with another employee before stepping forward.“Can I help you?” the store manager Gregory asked, his voice measured.They produced an identification badge. “We’re from the State Quality Con
Daniella’s Point of View Liam is my mate. But I wasn’t his. The thought had carved itself into my mind like a wound that refused to heal, raw and stinging no matter how many years passed. Ten years. Ten years of loving him in silence, enduring his indifference and callousness. Ten years of my heart beating for a man who would never truly be mine, of chasing shadows, holding onto fleeting moments, and pretending it didn't hurt every time I saw him smile at someone else.After a stroke of faith, I got a job as Liam's secretary, and for seven years, I became a shadow at his side, his ever-loyal secretary, his secret lover when he felt like it. **************The morning air was crisp as I stepped into the Garvalle Holdings towering headquarters, my heels clicking against the polished marble floor. The receptionist gave me a quick, pitying glance—an expression I had grown used to. They all knew. Everyone in this building had seen how Liam treated me. I tugged at the hem of my blous...
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