Damion’s POV I have been holding it in for too long. My feelings toward Mia have been like a rash that wouldn't go away no matter which ointments I applied. I was not used to feeling this way about a woman. The only feelings my heart had known to process until this moment were lust. Love was not on the cards for me, especially toward the woman I hated the most in the world. “What?” she asked, and I lifted my chin to look at her. It was hard enough that I confessed. Had this change not shown up, I would have probably ended up bottling it in for the rest of my life. But her question had struck the well deep enough to bring forth a pool of my secrets. “It's the only explanation for this unusual desire I have toward you. It's like I want you to be mine and mine only. I hate this feeling. I want it to go away, and I hope if I fight it long and well enough, it will eventually ease off,” I struggled to confess. This wasn't a feeling that had begun from the moment I kissed her. It
Xander's POV He who tickles the balls of the tiger should be ready to wrestle. That is a popular saying, and most of the time, it gives a glimpse into what is going to happen. But it wasn't what happened in my case. Damion had formed his own pack and had tried to take over my business. I had promised to strike back, but I had been impotent at fighting against the pressure. I had promised that I would show him a violent side of myself, but I had failed to fight back. He had walked into my pack and trampled on me. And I didn't have a say. How much weaker could I prove myself to be? Just when I thought I had my peace, someone rushed into the room without bothering to knock. I looked up to see Nyla at the door, walking toward me. “You have become lazy, Xander. You have indoors all day. Are you not aware you're supposed to be coordinating affairs around the office?” “Don't bother me with your yapping this afternoon, Nyla,” I snapped. “If you don't have something important t
Lyra(Mia’s) POV.A day in the office was everything you would expect. It was hectic to the core. The demand for drafts were alarming and the workload threatened to break my shoulders. I barely got the chance to get up and have myself a feel of lunch. I had to eat my bagel at my table. I was working twice as hard as everyone else at work and that was no pun intended. Everyone was looking up to me to maintain my fame and the only way to do that was to milk out more beautiful designs. “You look like you're about to pass out,” Sandra sympathised with me. “Where the hell is the Alpha? He is the one who is supposed to handle all these schedules, not you.” I sighed in resignation. “I don't have any reason to complain or question his actions. I'm just doing what is expected from me, my job!” I had a feeling that something wasn't right with Alpha Damion. It was unlike him to stay away from work, worst of all to stay away from work on a day when he has all these important meetings.“This i
Damion's POV I turned around in my bed restlessly. Being locked up in my room all morning was not the best kind of treatment, but it was the only way I could keep myself in check. I got down from the bed, unable to get any rest. I paced around the room, which was awfully quiet. It was more like a bunker than a room. There was only one way in and out, and the door could only be opened from the outside. It was stocked to the brim with snacks and as many groceries as I needed for the night. That was all I would need for the night. There was nothing I didn't have…well, except for liquor. My mother was of the opinion that it was better to go through the night without getting my head riled up. All I had that connected me to the other side of the bunker door was a button that sat at the top of my bedstead. One push, and a maid would find her way in here.Ohh well…I am being imprisoned. And it is for the greater good of everyone.Sad to say what the reason was,“But I am a monster.”
Damion’s POV “Come off it, Laura!” I snapped. “How many times have I told you to stay out of my business with Mia?!”Everything about this situation was wrong.For one, she had no reason to be here. I had no clue how she managed to get past the guards without being stopped.And now, she knew I was in a bunker. It was only a matter of time before everyone started asking questions.That was something I wasn't ready for—questions being asked. “This is not a prank, Alpha Damion. If you don’t believe me, you can pick up the envelope and check out the pictures yourself.” I wanted to push her out of the room along with the package she had brought with her. But curiosity had held me in bondage and wouldn’t loosen its grip until I satisfied it. I tore open the envelope, making sure not to destroy its contents. Right in front of me were pictures that I disliked as soon as my eyes fell on them. “What the hell?” I muttered to myself, feeling my butt give way as I fell back onto the couc
Lyra(Mia’s) POV Xander had really been a pain in the butt, and I mean that metaphorically for all you dirty-minded fellas in the house. For some reason—which he didn't spill—he had me driving all around town just to avoid cops. I kept my hand on the wheel with the impression that I was harboring a criminal. As a Luna, that was not an impression you wanted people to have of you. We had spent over an hour trying to keep our tracks covered before I could finally sneak him through the gate. By the time I had dropped him off at the spot where his car was parked, it was getting to nightfall. I had lost the hour I would have used to catch some sleep. "I'm sorry we had to go through all this stress. I promise the next time won't be like this." I shot him a glare. I wished there wasn’t a second time, that I wouldn't get to see him again for the rest of my life. But wishes were horses, and I had no idea how to ride. I had to see him again. It was the only way my plan for revenge w
Lyra(Mia's)POV I didn't have peace of mind until I got back to the palace. It was tempting to let myself go, but I had to put a lock on those loose feelings. Last time, I had ended up losing my life. Who knows what was going to be my fate this time? As usual, the festivities welcomed me as I drove through the streets. Sandra wasn't kidding when she said that everyone was excited about this night. I had witnessed it firsthand. The only thing I was worried about the most was getting back to Alpha Damion. I hoped that he would be in a better mood than when I had left him this morning. He wasn't mean to me. He was absent. I had only seen him all morning except for the one time he had delegated today's management to me. I met Logan at the door. "Happy festivities," I exclaimed. The cheerful mood had infected me. "Oh, someone is in a bitter mood." His face was not in the least inviting. If flares could kill, the doorway would have been painted red and splattered with bits of
Lyra’s pov“By the power vested in me, I hereby reject you as my mate from this moment onwards.” Xander snapped angrily.The room was filled with a lot of people talking, whispering to themselves as they looked at me with disgust on their faces.— my twin sister,my parents, the whole pack and the elders.My senses became clearer and I could feel the warmth of the blanket over my body. I was half naked- with just my underwear. I blinked rapidly in confusion while trying to recognize my surroundings.Why am I in bed when I was supposed to be at my mating ceremony? I wondered as i looked around.The weight of confusion hit me more as I felt a movement beside me. My heart raced, I looked over as fear gripped my soul like a cold wave. A stranger was next to me with his chest bare and caught under the sheets.“What!…Who is this? And what am I doing in bed with this man?” I questioned with my voice below whispers,clutching the blanket tightly around my trembling body.“Quit the pretense Lyra!
Lyra(Mia's)POV I didn't have peace of mind until I got back to the palace. It was tempting to let myself go, but I had to put a lock on those loose feelings. Last time, I had ended up losing my life. Who knows what was going to be my fate this time? As usual, the festivities welcomed me as I drove through the streets. Sandra wasn't kidding when she said that everyone was excited about this night. I had witnessed it firsthand. The only thing I was worried about the most was getting back to Alpha Damion. I hoped that he would be in a better mood than when I had left him this morning. He wasn't mean to me. He was absent. I had only seen him all morning except for the one time he had delegated today's management to me. I met Logan at the door. "Happy festivities," I exclaimed. The cheerful mood had infected me. "Oh, someone is in a bitter mood." His face was not in the least inviting. If flares could kill, the doorway would have been painted red and splattered with bits of
Lyra(Mia’s) POV Xander had really been a pain in the butt, and I mean that metaphorically for all you dirty-minded fellas in the house. For some reason—which he didn't spill—he had me driving all around town just to avoid cops. I kept my hand on the wheel with the impression that I was harboring a criminal. As a Luna, that was not an impression you wanted people to have of you. We had spent over an hour trying to keep our tracks covered before I could finally sneak him through the gate. By the time I had dropped him off at the spot where his car was parked, it was getting to nightfall. I had lost the hour I would have used to catch some sleep. "I'm sorry we had to go through all this stress. I promise the next time won't be like this." I shot him a glare. I wished there wasn’t a second time, that I wouldn't get to see him again for the rest of my life. But wishes were horses, and I had no idea how to ride. I had to see him again. It was the only way my plan for revenge w
Damion’s POV “Come off it, Laura!” I snapped. “How many times have I told you to stay out of my business with Mia?!”Everything about this situation was wrong.For one, she had no reason to be here. I had no clue how she managed to get past the guards without being stopped.And now, she knew I was in a bunker. It was only a matter of time before everyone started asking questions.That was something I wasn't ready for—questions being asked. “This is not a prank, Alpha Damion. If you don’t believe me, you can pick up the envelope and check out the pictures yourself.” I wanted to push her out of the room along with the package she had brought with her. But curiosity had held me in bondage and wouldn’t loosen its grip until I satisfied it. I tore open the envelope, making sure not to destroy its contents. Right in front of me were pictures that I disliked as soon as my eyes fell on them. “What the hell?” I muttered to myself, feeling my butt give way as I fell back onto the couc
Damion's POV I turned around in my bed restlessly. Being locked up in my room all morning was not the best kind of treatment, but it was the only way I could keep myself in check. I got down from the bed, unable to get any rest. I paced around the room, which was awfully quiet. It was more like a bunker than a room. There was only one way in and out, and the door could only be opened from the outside. It was stocked to the brim with snacks and as many groceries as I needed for the night. That was all I would need for the night. There was nothing I didn't have…well, except for liquor. My mother was of the opinion that it was better to go through the night without getting my head riled up. All I had that connected me to the other side of the bunker door was a button that sat at the top of my bedstead. One push, and a maid would find her way in here.Ohh well…I am being imprisoned. And it is for the greater good of everyone.Sad to say what the reason was,“But I am a monster.”
Lyra(Mia’s) POV.A day in the office was everything you would expect. It was hectic to the core. The demand for drafts were alarming and the workload threatened to break my shoulders. I barely got the chance to get up and have myself a feel of lunch. I had to eat my bagel at my table. I was working twice as hard as everyone else at work and that was no pun intended. Everyone was looking up to me to maintain my fame and the only way to do that was to milk out more beautiful designs. “You look like you're about to pass out,” Sandra sympathised with me. “Where the hell is the Alpha? He is the one who is supposed to handle all these schedules, not you.” I sighed in resignation. “I don't have any reason to complain or question his actions. I'm just doing what is expected from me, my job!” I had a feeling that something wasn't right with Alpha Damion. It was unlike him to stay away from work, worst of all to stay away from work on a day when he has all these important meetings.“This i
Xander's POV He who tickles the balls of the tiger should be ready to wrestle. That is a popular saying, and most of the time, it gives a glimpse into what is going to happen. But it wasn't what happened in my case. Damion had formed his own pack and had tried to take over my business. I had promised to strike back, but I had been impotent at fighting against the pressure. I had promised that I would show him a violent side of myself, but I had failed to fight back. He had walked into my pack and trampled on me. And I didn't have a say. How much weaker could I prove myself to be? Just when I thought I had my peace, someone rushed into the room without bothering to knock. I looked up to see Nyla at the door, walking toward me. “You have become lazy, Xander. You have indoors all day. Are you not aware you're supposed to be coordinating affairs around the office?” “Don't bother me with your yapping this afternoon, Nyla,” I snapped. “If you don't have something important t
Damion’s POV I have been holding it in for too long. My feelings toward Mia have been like a rash that wouldn't go away no matter which ointments I applied. I was not used to feeling this way about a woman. The only feelings my heart had known to process until this moment were lust. Love was not on the cards for me, especially toward the woman I hated the most in the world. “What?” she asked, and I lifted my chin to look at her. It was hard enough that I confessed. Had this change not shown up, I would have probably ended up bottling it in for the rest of my life. But her question had struck the well deep enough to bring forth a pool of my secrets. “It's the only explanation for this unusual desire I have toward you. It's like I want you to be mine and mine only. I hate this feeling. I want it to go away, and I hope if I fight it long and well enough, it will eventually ease off,” I struggled to confess. This wasn't a feeling that had begun from the moment I kissed her. It
Lyra(Mia’s)POV This man's lips were soft. He held me close enough to feel his heart strumming against mine. Should he let me go? Hell no! If there was a way we could get any closer than this, I would not mind. If he pulled me any closer, he would for sure crush me under his grip. My hands went over his shoulders as I held him close. His body felt familiar, felt perfect against mine. It was a raw, sensual entwining. How could I feel this much attachment to a man who had just bullied me a couple of minutes ago? I knew damn well he was a heartless cheat, but still, I was clinging to him like my life depended on it. His tongue reached deep, fighting for dominion. I was the helpless maiden craving more. He conquered me, and I submitted. I tugged at his clothes, trying to rip them off his skin. I wanted more, and I needed it quickly. I wanted to feel those rigid outlines that always tensed up under his chest whenever he was losing his mind. I wanted to run my hands along his
Damion’s POV. A barge into my office startled me. I was just getting into my nap, but the noise shot my soul straight from my body. I only relaxed when I saw the intruder was Logan. “Are you trying to give me a heart attack?” He walked into the room with raised cheeks and a wide smile. “Have you read the new bulletin for today?” I rubbed off what remained of slumber in my eyes. “No, I haven't. Should I be worried?” He sighed, placing a tablet in front of me. “I'm not going to ruin the fun for you. Go through it yourself.” He didn't have to say it. As soon as that tablet landed on the table, I pulled it toward myself and began scrolling. The first headline caught my eye. "NEW BREAKTHROUGH TALENT STUNS THE FASHION WORLD; PURE TALENT IN AN UNLIKELY PLACE!" Right below it was a picture of Mia smiling. I recalled that image. It was taken on the night of her coronation. Just beside her was a picture of the dress she had presented. It was trending. All the top