[ ZERO DIABROS ]“I really should’ve fucked you from the very beginning...”The thought punches through my mind, sharp and relentless, like a dark whisper I’ve been trying to ignore for too long. It feels wrong to admit it, but it’s the damn truth. From the very beginning, I knew what I wanted. No, I felt it. I remember that first day—how she screamed, how she cried for me to let her go, to release her from the cage she willingly walked into. Back when I hated her. Back when I hated myself for wanting her so bad.Even now, as her scent wraps around me like a drug that I couldn't seem to quit, a reminder of every moment I wasted denying how I wanted—no, needed her. My obsession with her was triggered suddenly as her eyes met mine, and it was full of fire and defiance. It made me hiss how I wish I should've claimed her sooner, marked her early, and bound her the first time to me. But instead, I waited. I played the long game, not because I was cautious but because I wanted her to suf
[CASSIE’S POV]Today my heart fluttered with thrill and excitement. My husband, Geoff Harquin, would be celebrating his birthday today and I wanted to be the first one to greet him so I drove out early to make him a fresh cake and also buy him a birthday gift. It wasn’t like everyday that I get to surprise the famous Alpha of the Springcrest pack so today, I wanted it to be extra special.As I was on my way to see Geoff, the sweet scent of vanilla frosting coming from the cake was making me feel more excited. It wasn’t just any typical cake that I baked here, this one was definitely made out of my love for Geoff, crafted with glossy caramel sprinkles and a swirl of delicate chocolate edible roses I’d spent hours perfecting that was also Geoff’s favorite flavors. I also wrapped him a box containing the leather shoes he had been eyeing for months. I bet Geoff would be so happy to see these. I had saved up quietly for them, eagerly anticipating the moment I could finally give it to hi
The sun was setting, casting a warm glow as I made my way to the gates of the ancestral pack house. There was a portion in the eastern wing of this large manor that was turned over for my father and I to occupy ever since he became the beta. And since I was now the Luna of the pack, that particular part of the household remained occupied by my father.I was overwhelmed with a whirlwind of feelings—anger, sadness, uncertainty—but more than anything, I desperately wanted to talk to my dad. He would definitely have an idea of what to do. I just couldn’t believe that Brittany, of all people, could really betray me. And it makes me wonder whether my dad was even aware of what she did to me. The sight of her entwined with Geoff in bed lingered in my thoughts, adding more soreness to the pain in my heart. Their betrayal hurt me tremendously, but it was Geoff’s harshness that made me feel empty inside. I opened the front door, and the familiar creak resonated through the grand hall. “Dad
The sun dipped below the horizon as I approached Gwen’s apartment after the long travel. A month had passed since she took me in, offering me the safety and solitude I so desperately needed. Her home, nestled in the heart of a forest glade, had become my sanctuary—a place where the echoes of betrayal couldn’t reach me. Gwen was patient and kind, never pressing me for details about my past, but I knew she hoped I’d eventually open up.This evening, she greeted me with her usual warm smile as I entered the cozy living room. “Cassie, it’s been a month. Don’t you think it’s time to step out of the shadows?”I hesitated, clutching the edge of my sweater. “I’m not ready, Gwen. What if he’s still looking for me?”Her smile softened. “You’ve done well to stay hidden. But isolating yourself isn’t living, Cassie. It’s surviving. And you deserve more than that.”I bit my lip, unsure of how to respond. The thought of stepping outside this safe bubble filled me with dread. Gwen seemed to sense my
A MOMENT EARLIER...I had planned everything so carefully. Today was supposed to be a quiet escape. I was going to meet Licht in the city, away from the prying eyes of the pack, and get a few moments of peace—something that seemed so impossible these days. I had spent far too long in the shadow of betrayal, haunted by the faces of people I once trusted. Geoff, my ex-husband—the man who swore he would protect me—had shattered my world. And Brittany, my own cousin, had torn away any semblance of family loyalty. I didn’t know who I was anymore.But in that fleeting moment of planning, I’d convinced myself I still had a chance. A chance to escape the suffocating grief. A chance to feel something besides the weight of the lies.Yet, as I walked down the winding path towards the city, the reality of my situation settled around me like a thick fog. My breath caught as memories of the past days rushed back, and my chest tightened. Geoff’s rejection. The hurtful words he spoke. The utter devas
I didn’t know what was happening.The last thing I remembered was Zero pulling me away from the battle, his arms wrapped around me as though he could shield me from everything, from the madness, from the betrayal that had been my life for the past few weeks. But then, everything went dark. A void that swallowed me whole. And now, as my senses slowly returned, I could feel the weight of the silence pressing in on me.I opened my eyes to find myself in a place I didn’t recognize. The soft rustle of the sheets beneath me made me realize I was lying on something—not the cold, hard ground of the forest or the damp earth beneath the trees, but a bed. A real bed.My heart raced in confusion. The room was dimly lit, but I could make out the heavy, rustic furniture, a small window with thick curtains blocking out the outside world. The walls were decorated with dark tones, a combination of browns and greens. There were photos on the walls, but none I recognized. The decor felt masculine, but n
The soft, rustic decor of the house felt suffocating as I paced back and forth in the room where I’d woken up. My fists clenched as I wrestled with the whirlwind of emotions surging through me. Panic, embarrassment, and distrust all collided, making it impossible to think straight. I had to get out of here. Now.Zero—the man who had saved me—was somewhere in this house, probably in the kitchen where I had found him cooking as though this was all perfectly normal. But nothing about this situation was normal. I didn’t know this man, and I certainly didn’t trust him. Sure, he had saved me, but that didn’t mean I owed him anything.I glanced down at the oversized t-shirt I was wearing and cringed. My clothes, my armor, were gone. I felt exposed, vulnerable, and I hated it. This wasn’t me. I wasn’t some damsel in distress who needed saving. I could take care of myself.Resolving to leave immediately, I stormed toward the front door, my bare feet moving quickly across the wooden floor. I di
I pushed the door of Gwen’s apartment open with a force I didn't intend, feeling the anger and frustration build up like a storm inside me. The apartment smelled like her signature lavender-scented candles, the ones I had always teased her for using too much. It was comforting, but it didn’t ease the tension swirling in my chest.Gwen, who had been sitting on the couch, jumped at the sound of the door slamming behind me. Her eyes widened, and she immediately stood up, concern etched across her features.“Cassie? Oh my God, where have you been? I’ve been trying to call you for hours. You didn’t pick up any of my calls!” she exclaimed, rushing over to me with her arms outstretched, as if she wanted to pull me into a hug. But I stepped back, needing space to breathe.“I’m fine, Gwen,” I muttered, my voice rougher than I intended. “Just… a lot happened.”Her eyes searched mine, narrowing as she took in my disheveled appearance. My hair was a tangled mess, and I could feel the remnants of t
The door loomed before me like a portal to another life—a life I wasn’t sure I wanted but one I might need. My heart raced as I raised my hand, hovering just above the doorbell. The sound of my breath was deafening in the silence of the night.Do it, Cassie. You came all this way.But just as I was about to press it, doubt surged through me like a lightning strike. My hand wavered, and I pulled it back. Turning away, I took a hesitant step back toward the street.This was insane. I couldn’t give myself to Zero—not like this. I had just escaped the chains of my ex-husband, the suffocating dominance that stripped me of my identity. To step into the grasp of another man, especially one like Zero, felt like trading one prison for another.But as I turned away, a sharp pang of regret stopped me in my tracks. My stomach churned with frustration. I hated this indecision, hated that my freedom was once again tangled with someone else’s control. Yet, deep down, I knew the truth: I needed Zero.
The shock of Zero’s statement left me paralyzed, my mind reeling as I stared up at him. "Are you serious?" I finally managed to ask, my voice barely above a whisper.Zero’s sharp blue eyes glinted in the dim light of the alley as he stood to his full height. Without saying a word, he pointed directly at me, a slow and deliberate motion that sent a shiver down my spine. His meaning was clear even before he spoke again, his voice low and unwavering. "I want you, Cassie. Your body. Your loyalty and everything about you that could satisfy me. I want to claim you mine."The weight of his words crashed down on me like a tidal wave. My breath hitched, and I stumbled back a step, my back brushing against the cold, rough wall of the alley. The realization hit me with brutal clarity: I had only just been freed from the shackles of being mated to my ex-husband, and now I was faced with the possibility of being bound again—this time to a rogue whose reputation was as dark as the blood staining hi
The air in the alley was thick, the scent of my pheromones mingling with the metallic tang of blood. I could barely breathe as I watched the rogues close in on Zero, their eyes dark with rage and desperation. They had underestimated him, mistaking his calm entrance for weakness. They didn’t see what I saw now—a predator in his prime, coiled and ready to strike.Zero stood his ground, his sharp gaze flicking between the three attackers. He cracked his knuckles, a subtle but chilling sound that echoed in the confined space. “Three against one? I guest i’m that strong for you to come to me all at once.” he said, his voice low and steady, laced with a confidence that sent shivers down my spine. “But mind you, You’ll regret this,”The first rogue lunged, claws bared and teeth gnashing. Zero sidestepped effortlessly, grabbing the rogue by the wrist and twisting it with a sickening snap. The rogue howled in pain, but Zero didn’t stop. He yanked the rogue forward, slamming his knee into the
I couldn’t stand it any longer. The days of waiting for news about my father had stretched on like an endless abyss, and the silence only grew heavier with every passing hour. I was trapped in a cage of uncertainty, my mind spinning with endless questions and fears. What happened to him? Where was he? Why hadn’t he contacted me, like he always promised he would?The letter he left behind only deepened the mystery. It spoke of allies—people who could help me, who knew more than I did about whatever danger he was facing—but it gave me nothing concrete. No names, no addresses, just vague instructions to seek out these allies if I wanted answers. How was I supposed to find them with nothing but a cryptic message and a burning sense of panic?I couldn’t stay here anymore. Waiting, hoping that someone would come to tell me that he was okay—it wasn’t working. My father had always been the one to protect me, to guide me, but now it was my turn. I had to find him. I had to do whatever it took
As the hours dragged on, Gwen paced the room, clearly agitated. She had been on edge ever since I told her about involving Licht, but her worry for me outweighed her skepticism about him."I still don't like this," Gwen said, crossing her arms. "But if Licht’s as resourceful as you say, maybe it’s not the worst idea."I nodded, staring at the screen of my laptop where Licht's last message still glowed. His reassurance brought me a sense of calm I hadn’t felt in days, but I couldn’t shake the anxiety gnawing at my stomach.“I’ll be careful,” I promised, though my voice lacked conviction.Gwen sighed and shook her head. “I’ll do what I can from here. Maybe I can send someone to keep an eye on your father. At least that way, we’ll know he’s safe—for now.”“Do you really think that’s possible?” I asked, hope flickering in my chest.“I’ll find a way,” Gwen said firmly. “There’s a messenger I trust who’s good at staying under the radar. I’ll have them check in regularly. At least it’ll give
The words on the letter echoed in my mind like a haunting melody I couldn’t escape. My father’s tone—desperate, apologetic, but most of all, resigned—gripped my heart in a vice.“Cassie?” Gwen’s voice was laced with worry as she sat beside me on the bed. “Talk to me. What did your dad say?”I swallowed hard, trying to steady my shaking hands. The letter trembled in my grip as if it carried the weight of his fears directly into my veins. “He said… he doesn’t have much time. He thinks someone’s after him.” My voice cracked as I tried to get the words out. “He said not to trust anyone.”Gwen’s expression darkened, her brows furrowing in concern. “That doesn’t sound good. Did he say who it is? What’s happening?”I handed her the letter, unable to say more. As she read it, I could see the same unease settling over her features. She finished reading and looked at me, her eyes wide with disbelief.“This is serious, Cassie,” she said, her voice hushed. “If what he’s saying is true—if someone’
I woke up the next morning with my phone in hand, the screen still lit up with our chat from last night. Licht’s name stared back at me, his last message lingering in my mind:"Sleep well, Cassie. Sweet dreams. Maybe dream of me?"A small smile tugged at my lips despite myself. I hated how easily he could make me feel this way, but there it was—that stupid fluttering in my chest that I couldn’t seem to shake. Before I could second-guess myself, I opened the Finder app and shot him a reply."Don’t flatter yourself. I’m not that easy."Not a minute later, a reply came in."Oh, really? You’re chatting with me first thing in the morning. Seems like I’m on your mind, Cassie."I rolled my eyes, but a chuckle escaped my lips."You’re unbelievable."His response came almost instantly."And yet, you’re still talking to me. Admit it—you’d miss me if I stopped."I didn’t bother denying it, even to myself. Instead, I leaned back against my pillow, a blush creeping across my cheeks as I typed back
The silence that followed was thick and heavy, the kind of silence that felt like it could swallow you whole if you let it. Gwen sat beside me, her hand still on mine, offering what comfort she could in the absence of words. I wanted to feel better. I wanted to let go of the gnawing feeling that clung to me like an unwanted shadow. But as I sat there, I couldn't stop thinking about Zero. His face, that eerie calmness, his words that seemed to follow me even in the quiet moments.I shifted uncomfortably, pulling my hand away from Gwen’s. "I should probably get some sleep," I muttered, though I knew I wouldn't. My mind wouldn't let me rest.Gwen didn’t argue, though I could tell she wanted to. She simply nodded, a small sigh escaping her lips as she stood up. "Let me know if you need anything, okay?" she said softly. Her concern was evident, but she respected my need for space, just like always.I nodded in return, my throat tightening with an emotion I couldn’t quite name. As she heade
I pushed the door of Gwen’s apartment open with a force I didn't intend, feeling the anger and frustration build up like a storm inside me. The apartment smelled like her signature lavender-scented candles, the ones I had always teased her for using too much. It was comforting, but it didn’t ease the tension swirling in my chest.Gwen, who had been sitting on the couch, jumped at the sound of the door slamming behind me. Her eyes widened, and she immediately stood up, concern etched across her features.“Cassie? Oh my God, where have you been? I’ve been trying to call you for hours. You didn’t pick up any of my calls!” she exclaimed, rushing over to me with her arms outstretched, as if she wanted to pull me into a hug. But I stepped back, needing space to breathe.“I’m fine, Gwen,” I muttered, my voice rougher than I intended. “Just… a lot happened.”Her eyes searched mine, narrowing as she took in my disheveled appearance. My hair was a tangled mess, and I could feel the remnants of t