Semua Bab Stuck Between Two Alphas: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Connor’s POV The door clicked shut behind her, but it may as well have been a thunderclap in my ears. Aria was gone again, and the silence she left in her wake was deafening. Who was that and why did she appear all tensed up when he opened the door? My wolf was a storm inside me, howling and tearing at my resolve, furious that I’d let her walk away. I slammed my fist against the glass table beside me, the shattering crystal matching the chaos in my chest. Whiskey spilled in amber streaks across the floor, a meaningless mess compared to the wreckage she’d left in my soul. The frail, broken girl I had abandoned was long gone. The woman who faced me now was a force of nature, brimming with power and icy resolve. My wolf, who’d spent years mourning her absence silently, clawed at me like I was the enemy. ‘You let her leave again. You failed her again,’ my wolf—Zik growled. “Dammit!” I roared, my voice cracking as I spun, fists clenching. The reflection in the window stared back

Lila’s POVThe receptionist’s face was pale, her mouth parting in an awkward attempt at speech. “Miss… Ivy? I thought you—” I tilted my head slightly, a slow smile curling on my lips. Let her stumble. I enjoyed the power in her hesitation—the brief flicker of uncertainty as she tried to reconcile me with the little bitch who now called herself Ivy. “Relax,” I said, my tone soft but commanding. “I’m just here to meet your boss. Can you let Ms Ivy know that her twin sister has arrived?” The receptionist blinked, flustered, but nodded quickly, fingers fumbling across the sleek keyboard as she paged someone through the intercom. I didn’t need to hear her announcement to know where she was sending me. Aria—wasn’t expecting me at all. I slipped into the elevator with an air of calm I didn’t feel. The chrome walls reflected fragments of me, pieces of Lila Carrington—but they would soon see a new Ivy Blackwood. Or some version of her, anyway. The elevator chimed, opening into the

Leo’s POV Very few people had ever seen my face. The mask I wore was not just a cover but a fortress. It allowed me to walk among my people without truly being known, a necessity when you are cursed to destroy all you touch. Everyone knew I was a hybrid—the son of the Lycan Queen and their Alpha King. They whispered about the shadow-born king, a tyrant cursed to drain the land and soul of anyone who came too close. But no one, not even the council, knew my face. Except for a select few. My beta Zane, and Isabella, my only childhood friend, are the only ones that know that Leo Ashton is indeed the Alpha King. The memory of my uncle’s visit in the human world surfaced unbidden, his desperate plea still as absurd as the day I’d heard it. I remembered suppressing a laugh. The irony had nearly choked me. Here he was, begging a man he thought to be a business tycoon to join his crusade against the very king who stood before him. The sound of the war drums echoed in my ears long afte

Ivy’s POV It has been two days since Lila’s last visit. Two days since the girl who was once my sister barged back into my life, uninvited and unwelcome, yet carrying an air of authority as if she still had power over me. The memories of our last encounter lingered in my mind like a sour taste. Lila’s arrival wasn’t casual—it was calculated. Everything about her was deliberate, from the tilt of her head to the faint smirk that curled her lips when she thought I wasn’t looking. I didn’t trust her, and yet, her presence unsettled me more than I was willing to admit. I wrapped my arms around myself, pacing the length of my room. The faint hum of city life buzzed across the estate walls, a distant reminder that the world kept moving, even as my own stood still with the appearance of the past I thought was long buried. My chest tightened at the thought of Leo. Two weeks. Two excruciating weeks without a word, a text, or even a whisper of his existence. He is not my mate but that di

Connor's POV The garden was quiet, save for the distant hum of crickets. I should’ve been back at the pack house hours ago, but I couldn’t bring myself to leave—not while she was so close. Definitely not while I burned with the desire to touch her.Aria. The memory of our first meeting after so many years burned brighter than anything else in my mind. Even after days and weeks have gone by, I couldn’t discard it. The way my wolf—Theo had howled for joy in the corner of my mind and the guilt that threatened to destroy me.The moment I saw her, clinging to that bastard, I felt a spark in a world that felt dull and lifeless to me since I discovered she might be dead. A single look, and I was lost. When I first discovered that she was my mate,Theo, had claimed her the moment her scent hit me—a mix of lavender and rain, intoxicating and impossible to forget. But I couldn’t accept her and now, I burn with regret.I’d become her shadow after that last meeting, drawn to her like a moth t