POV Azalea
I dropped the topic for days, no longer having the courage to open that can of worms after remembering what happened last time.
Throne and I fell back into our old routine. I kept my complaints to myself and pretended we were a perfect couple. "Thanks for dinner," I said, with a cool tone in the dimly lit restaurant. But memories of Thorne at Vanessa's house lingered, and I couldn't keep pretending everything was okay.
"Of course, my love," Thorne replied, trying to sound light-hearted. "I owed it to you after the other night."
"Speaking of which," I began, my voice shaking slightly, "Can we talk about that night now?"
"Can we not do this here?" Thorne said defensively. "We're supposed to be enjoying ourselves."
"Thorne, when are we going to talk about it? You keep avoiding the subject!" My frustration bubbled over. "I know you were with her! Thorne! Can’t you just own up to it?"
"Are you really just jealous, Azalea?" he snapped, his eyes narrowing. "Because that's what it seems like to me."
"Jealous? Are you kidding me?" My heart pounded in my chest, and I struggled to keep my voice steady. "This is about trust, Thorne. How can I trust you when you're lying to me?"
Before Thorne could respond, the door to the restaurant swung open, and Vanessa Ivanov walked in – her gaze locked on our table.
My heart raced as Vanessa approached our table, her heels clicking confidently on the tiles. Her red dress hugged her curves, she clutched a designer hand bag as her blonde hair cascaded down her back. I clenched my fists under the table, nails digging into my palms.
"Thorne, darling," Vanessa purred, stopping next to our table. "I'm so sorry to interrupt your dinner, but I need to speak with you."
Thorne glanced at me, his face a mixture of guilt and hesitation. "Vanessa, this isn't the time or place."
"Of course not." Vanessa's gaze was cold as she apologized for intruding. "My intentions are pure," she assured me, then turned back to Thorne. "I won't steal him from you. I'll pay the price for my actions, but I just want to make a living for myself instead of relying on my husband."
Vanessa's words were daggers to my heart. I had supported Thorne and upheld my duties as Luna, but he had betrayed my trust. Her reminder of my sacrifices hurt even more considering she wanted to tear us apart.
"Please leave," I snapped, my voice trembling with anger. "You've done enough damage already."
"Very well." Vanessa gave a mockingly apologetic smile before walking away, leaving myself and Thorne in silence.
Thorne watched her go as I seethed. He reached for me, but I pulled away and shook my head at Vanessa. Usually she insulted me in private, but now she felt superior enough to do it in public.
"Tell me it's not true," I whispered, my voice choking with emotion. "Look me in the eye and tell me you weren’t with her that night."
Thorne’s face paled, and I could see the guilt in his eyes. He opened his mouth to speak, but I interrupted him.
“Don’t bother with the excuses, Thorne. I have seen the way you looked at her, so don’t try to lie your way out of this,” I said, my voice rising in anger.
Thorne looked like a deer in headlights, unsure of what to say or do. I couldn't believe he had the audacity to take me out as if everything was okay while he was cheating on me with another woman.
“ This is not the place nor the time for this discussion.” He whispered- yelled and motioned to the restaurant patrons who were watching us. I took a sip of my wine then looked at him.
“ What, Thorne? You don’t want them to know that their Alpha is nothing more than a lying cheat? Gotta put on a show?” I said angrily.
“ I am still your Alpha, Azalea, and you will show me respect!”
Thorne's tone was stern, but I refused to back down. I stood up from my seat and faced him, my anger boiling over.
"I will show respect to those who deserve it, Thorne. And right now, you don't deserve any of it," I said, my voice loud and clear.
“Stop it, Azalea,” he gritted out. “I don't have time for this childish jealousy over Vanessa. There's nothing going on between us.”
I couldn't believe his audacity. He was trying to turn this around on me? He was the one who had been unfaithful, and now he was trying to make me feel guilty for being upset about it.
“ Azalea, this jealousy of your’s is out of control, really.” He said mockingly.
My eyes welled up with tears as I looked into his conflicted gaze. "If we can't trust each other, then what do we have left?"
He stood up and looked at me, his eyes widened as if he was constricted on what he could possibly say. What could he say when he broke our trust? Angrily I decided to take a stand.
" You know what, you're right, Thorne. You won't stand for my jealousy any longer because there won't be anything left for you to stand for. I'm done with you, Thorne Lamont." I said, my voice cold and resolute.
Thorne's face fell, and he looked genuinely shocked. As if he hadn't expected me to have the backbone to stand up to him and end things.
"What? Azalea, you can't be serious..." he protested, but I didn't want to hear it. I didn't want to hear any more lies or excuses. I grabbed my purse and headed towards the door.
I left as my words lingered. Thorne knew his past with Vanessa had made him ignore the truth, jeopardizing our future. He could only pray that the wounds of betrayal can heal and trust be restored.
POV Thorne The next morning, I woke up to find Azalea curled up in my arms, her head on my chest. She stirred, stretching lazily as she opened her eyes, and smiled up at me. It was the most beautiful sight I'd ever seen. I ran my fingers through her hair, marveling at how good it felt to have her here with me. "Good morning, Luna," I whispered, kissing her forehead. She ran her hand over my chest, "Good morning, Alpha," she murmured back. "What do you want to do today? You have two options. Option one, stay in bed all day making love or option two, make love in every area of the house?" I asked her with a grin. She giggled, "Well, since we have the whole day...""My plan is to get you pregnant with my pups, baby." I growled, kissing her deeply. "I want our pack to be strong, and I want them to have you as their mother." She looked up at me with tears in her eyes, and I knew what she was thinking. "I love you, Thorne. I will always love you. And I will always be your Luna, no
POV Azalea I nestled deeper into the warm embrace of my mate's strong arms, feeling the steady beat of his heart against my back. His skin was so smooth, and his muscles so defined. It was as if he were sculpted from marble, and I was his masterpiece. The warm water lapped gently at my skin, easing away the tension that had built up over the past few days. I closed my eyes, savoring the feeling of being so close to him, wanting to stay like this forever."Make love to me, Thorne." I whispered, feeling the need for him to take me, claim me, mark me as his. I arched my back, pressing my body further into his. His hands skimmed down my sides, cupping my hips before sliding lower, and I let out a moan as he found my core. His fingers traced circles around my entrance, teasing and taunting me. I felt the familiar ache begin to build deep within, a longing so intense it threatened to consume me."Is that what my Luna wants from her Alpha?" Thorne whispered, his voice rough with d
POV ThorneI went to the door and took a deep breath as I opened the door to see her. When I saw her dressed in her favorite sweater and jeans, I felt a wave of nostalgia wash over me. She looked as beautiful as ever. "Hey," I said softly, not knowing what else to say. As she walked in I checked out her ass in the jeans she was wearing. I felt my wolf stirring inside me, wanting to claim her right there. "Stop it." I told him as she took a seat on the sofa, her sweater hanging low enough to give me a glimpse of her perfect valleys beneath. My wolf whined in response. I understood his response. Azalea's body was amazing"So what did you want to talk about?" She asked, glancing around the room before meeting my eyes again. Her gaze was guarded, as if she was waiting for me to spring some sort of trap. I had her he
POV Thorne The ceremony for the Alpha and Luna of The Gray Ridge Pack had finally arrived and I waited for Azalea to join me. When she arrived wearing a beautiful sapphire blue gown that hugged her curves perfectly, my breath caught in my throat. She looked so stunning it was hard to believe it was her. She approached me and I offered her my arm, leading her to the front of the hall where the rest of the pack was gathering.It was just the two of us and I was happy that Axel didn't accompany her this time and Vanessa wasn't able to attend either. We met the Alpha and Luna from the Gray Ridge Pack and made our rounds, shaking hands and exchanging pleasantries. I could see the way the other pack members looked at Azalea, their eyes full of admiration and respect. She was truly beautiful, not just on the outside, but inside as well. She was kind, caring, and selfless, always putting others before herself. A true Luna if I ever saw one."Shall we?" I asked and led her to the dance fl
POV AxelAfter I left Azalea's home I headed to see the only person who I could confide in, the only person who would understand; Vanessa. As I walked into her room she was in the middle of fucking Thorne's brother Victor. She was twisted, I'll give her that. Sleeping with Thorne's brother while stringing along Thorne on a string. After a while I grew tired of their constant moaning and pulled the blankets off, grabbing their attention. "Get the fuck out, Pretty Boy! " I told him, shoving him roughly away from Vanessa. "And you, you little slut, you're lucky I don't kill you right now. " I growled at her, my anger bubbling just beneath the surface. "What the hell do you think you're doing? You know you're mine, you know you're meant for me!" Vanessa looked at me and smiled, licking her lips seductively. "Oh, Axel, you're so dramatic. You know you can't live without me. And I need you just as much. We're perfect together." She crawled across the bed towards me, her fingers trailing
POV Azalea As I listened to Glenda, I sighed heavily, leaning against the doorframe. Glenda put a comforting hand on my shoulder. "I know it's hard, but take all the time you need," she said softly. "You don't have to rush into anything." I nodded, feeling a bit of relief wash over me. I wasn't sure if I could ever forgive Thorne for what he'd done, but I also didn't want to lose him completely. I needed time to sort out my feelings, to figure out if there was any way for us to move forward. It didn't help matters that Vanessa seemed to be lurking around every corner either, it really felt as if all the cards were stacked against us and no matter what we did they could fall at any given moment. I didn't want to be constantly looking over my shoulder, constantly worrying about what she might say or do next. I needed to focus on myself, on finding my own happiness and peace. I started up my classes again for business and kept my distance from any duties as Luna of the pack.