Chapter: GLIMPSE INTO THE PAST Aaron's POVEthan’s voice used to calm me.Now it scraped down my spine like broken glass.“He saved you?”The question wasn’t just a question — it was an accusation, a demand, a wound ripped open. His eyes were hard, bright, shaking. I did that. I put that pain there.And it killed me.“What do you mean he saved you? Saved you from what? What the hell did you get yourself into that you needed saving?”I swallowed.God, of all the things I’d ever wanted, telling him this was last on the list. But lying?No. I couldn’t lie anymore. Not to him. Not when he was staring at me like I was a stranger wearing someone he used to love.“I need you to listen E—”“Don’t call me that.”The words came out sharp, cutting right through me.“You don’t deserve to say my name.”I felt that.Right in my ribs.He had every right to say it. And still — it crushed me.I stepped closer before I could stop myself, hands trembling because I wanted to reach for him but I knew he’d move away.“I didn’t just disa
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Chapter: BILLIONAIRE'S PUPPET Aaron’s POVHis face God, that face, watched me like I was the only person in the world who could explain why his life suddenly didn’t make sense. He stood there waiting, brows drawn, chest rising and falling too fast, hoping I’d give him an answer that wouldn’t destroy everything.I didn’t know where to start.How do you tell the person who has loved you—unconditionally, stupidly, consistently—for the past seven months that everything was a lie?Not just parts of it.All.How do you look him in the eye and say, "You don't really know me. You never did"?My throat closed up. My spirit failed me. I couldn’t breathe, much less speak.“What’s going on?” he asked quietly, stepping closer. “Are you okay? Aaron—you don’t look good.”I shook my head, my voice barely above a whisper.“I’m fine.”“You’re not,” he said. “You look like you haven’t slept. What’s wrong?”I swallowed hard.“It’s time, Ethan.”He frowned. “Time for what?”"I have to tell you everything."His expression softened inst
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Chapter: WHAT'S GOING ON Ethan’s POVI woke up with a headache that felt like it had been welded into my skull. I didn’t even bother checking my phone. I didn’t bother looking toward Aaron’s side of the house. I just threw on clothes, grabbed my keys, and got the hell out.I wasn’t in the mood for staying at home.Not with the wedding tomorrow.Not with the weight of everything pressing behind my ribs like a ticking bomb.I was going to enjoy whatever tiny sliver of freedom I had left. If I stayed in that house, I’d suffocate. Between Aaron’s silence, Benson’s demands, and my own thoughts clawing at me, I needed space.The wedding was tomorrow. Tomorrow. Everything was going to unfold so fast I wouldn’t even know where to put my feet. One day I was a normal guy with a normal job, and the next, I was legally married to a billionaire—at least in the eyes of a legal practitioner. And for some reason Benson still needed more. More proof. More show. More control.A complete wedding event.For an already existing
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Chapter: THE TRUTH CAN'T WAIT Aaron’s POVI stared at my phone screen once more.The text sat there, bold and sharp, the blinking pointer burning into my retinas like it knew my entire life was about to change.I’m so sorry, Zoey, but there’s been a lot of personal issues resulting in the cancellation of the wedding.My thumb hovered over the send button.I should send this.I really should.But my body felt frozen, like my bones had turned into ice and someone had locked me inside myself. Every time I swallowed, it felt like I was swallowing glass.Something about the way Ethan walked back into the house tonight—quiet, exhausted, still gentle—made everything in me collapse. He looked after my mom. He made sure she was okay. He came home even though he was scared and anxious. He was still trying.My chest burned.He didn't deserve what I had been doing to him.He didn’t deserve the silence, the secrets, or the way I kept pushing the truth further down like it was some rotting thing I could bury.It was unfair—unfa
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Chapter: WHERE WE STAND Ethan's POVI took a deep breath as I packed the last of my things, forcing my hands not to shake. I had been prolonging going back to Aaron for an hour and thirty whole minutes. Pathetic. I kept pacing around the office like some stranded cat, picking up one item, then putting it down, then staring at the wall like it held an answer.I didn’t even know what I was scared.Or maybe I did.Maybe I just didn’t want to say it out loud.I guess it was the unknown—everything between Aaron and me still felt like a thin wire I kept balancing on. And with Connor suddenly showing up, shaking everything inside me, I hadn’t fully recovered from it. His presence had awakened this old version of me—the one who hated disappointing his family, the one who still cared too much what they thought.I finally pulled the zipper on my bag shut and made myself stand. My legs were rigid, as if opposing me somehow. I grasped my keys, swallowing hard.It was almost like heading toward something vaguely hazardou
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Chapter: THE ONE WHO HURT USETHAN’S POVI hadn’t gone to work yesterday. Not that I could have; I’d barely gotten a full night’s sleep after Connor and I had tangled through his entire date debrief. But this morning… today was different. I had to get back to the office. There were deadlines, emails, files piling up—more than enough to remind me that life didn’t pause just because my family drama had gone off the rails.Connor, meanwhile, was leaving for Texas. Finally. God, I hated it already. Even though I teased him constantly, even though I rolled my eyes at his over-the-top behavior, I realized—I genuinely missed him.I drove him to the airport, the early morning sun spilling over the tarmac. Connor had a backpack slung over his shoulder, his hair mussed from sleeping in, and that grin that made me want to strangle him and hug him at the same time.“Ethan,” he began before I could even say anything. “You’ve got to come home for Christmas this year. I don’t care what excuse you give. Mum and Dad keep asking.
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FORBIDDEN BOND: The Alpha's Desire
Kael has always been an anomaly. Born a male Omega in a world where such a thing is
considered an abomination, he’s spent his life cloaked in deception, thanks to his mother’s
tireless efforts. Working as a lowly palace servant, Kael lives in fear of discovery, desperately
clinging to his fabricated Beta identity. When a brawl lands him a position as personal assistant
to the aloof and formidable Alpha Prince, Alaric, Kael's carefully constructed world teeters on
the brink of collapse. Alaric, burdened by the pressure of finding a mate and securing the
throne, is haunted by the whispers of his unmated status. But one fateful accident shatters
Kael’s disguise, unleashing his intoxicating Omega scent and igniting a primal bond with Alaric
that neither of them can deny. As their secret love blossoms in the shadows, they must confront
societal prejudice, political machinations, and a devastating secret from Kael's past – a
connection to the royal family that could destroy everything they hold dear. Torn between duty
and desire, Alaric and Kael must fight for their love and challenge the very foundation of their
world, even if it means risking everything.
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Chapter: SNOOPING AROUNDGrayham’s POVIt’s Saturday which means I don’t have to be at the office. The last time I checked, my session at the company which was supposed to last for a week ended yesterday so I’m back at the café.I must say the past week was one of the best weeks I’ve had since the switch. I don’t want to sound selfish but I wish my Grandpa would give me a call to say that Miles needs more time to recover so I should continue running things at the company.With twenty days left to the final ritual, I need something to keep me off that thought.“What are you thinking about?”I sighed and turned to Max. He was standing right in front of me with a tray filled with dirty mugs. He dumped it on the counter.“Nothing much,” I said.Shirley doesn’t work weekends so Max is here to help with the serving. It’s a cold morning and the café is packed. Customers have been trooping in for coffee and tea to keep them charged for the day ahead.“Those should go into the kitchen. They should be cleaned,” I told
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Chapter: ACCEPTANCE The world hushed around them.The only sound was the soft rustle of blossoms stirred by the breeze, the faint catch of their breaths as they held on to each other. Words had emptied out. There was nothing left to say that grief hadn’t already said for them.So they sat.Shoulder to shoulder. Heart to heart.Kael’s fingers clutched at Alaric’s tunic like a lifeline, and Alaric’s arm circled him, steady, anchoring. Their bodies trembled with the aftershocks of mourning, but slowly, slowly the sobs dulled into silence.The sun dipped.The sky blushed, then dimmed, then deepened into velvet black. They didn’t notice. They couldn’t feel time.Until the first glow sparked.And then another.And another.Fireflies. Dozens, then hundreds, rising out of the grass and hovering in a shifting veil of golden-green light over the mound where their son lay. The blossoms shimmered under their glow, the tiny lights flickering as if answering some unseen call.Alaric’s throat burned as he leaned closer
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Chapter: BARGAINING Silas rose slowly, his chair scraping softly against the stone. He pressed a trembling hand to Alaric’s shoulder, gave it a firm, lingering pat, and when Alaric looked up, Silas’s eyes were wet. The man’s throat bobbed with words he didn’t speak, then he turned and walked out, shutting the door behind him, leaving them alone.For a long moment, Alaric just stared at Kael, his mate, his anchor, and yet now a ghost of himself. Every breath Alaric tried to take felt like it splintered his ribs. Finally, he leaned forward, cupping Kael’s pale face between his hands. His thumbs brushed along cold, hollowed cheeks. His voice broke low, raw, but steady enough to reach Kael.“I missed you,” he whispered. Just three words, though a storm of others fought to claw out of him; ‘I thought I lost you.’ ‘I would’ve torn the world apart to find you.’ ‘What happened to you?’ ‘What happened to our child?’ ‘I can’t stand seeing you like this.’ But none of it found his tongue— only I missed you.Alaric s
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Chapter: DENIAL Trumpets split the air. Drums thundered from the palace towers, rolling across the hills and crashing like waves over the capital.“His Royal Highness, Prince Alaric, has returned!” voices roared from the walls.Alaric rode at the head of his men, the Veridian banner snapping high above him. Dust clung to his cloak, his body still sore from every wound, but he sat tall in the saddle. Behind him, warriors marched, their armor gleaming in the morning sun. The gates yawned open, and the flood of sound swallowed them whole.The palace spilled out in full ceremony. Courtiers in silks, guards in shining mail, priests raising their hands in blessing, an ocean of faces bowed and waited, the road to the palace lined with petals thrown from baskets. At the top, King Theron stood on the low platform of carved marble, elevated above them all, his silver crown catching the sun.Alaric dismounted. Each step across the courtyard was heavy, his muscles dragging with exhaustion, but his gaze stayed fi
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Chapter: THE CROWN The crown felt heavier than a huge portion of oak wood, even though it wasn’t on Aaron’s head yet.“All hail King Aaron.”The words still echoed in his skull as he stood in the great hall, his body rooted like stone while the world swirled around him. Advisors whispered. Servants bustled. Guards shifted. And still he stood, silent, sick with grief, as if his father’s death had carved a hole straight through him.He wanted to drink again. To drown. To run back to the battlefield and scream into the cliffs until his lungs burst. Anything but this. Anything but kingship.But he didn’t move. He couldn’t. Not when so many eyes watched him, weighing his every breath, his every silence.It was Alaric who stirred him. A hand — bruised, cut, unsteady — pressed briefly to his shoulder, grounding him. Aaron blinked and looked at him, the Veridian prince as battered as the war itself, but still standing. Still here.And then word reached them.“The king’s body rests in his chamber. The queen awai
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Chapter: HIS MAJESTYThe courtyard reeked of steel, sweat, and horsehide, yet beneath it all lay the sharper scent of tension. Veridian soldiers stood in ranks, their cloaks battered, their blades still stained from Selvane’s blood. They should have been preparing to march home, and should have been returning in triumph with their prince.But their prince was gone.Aaron stood before them, bottle in hand, his red cloak slipping from one shoulder. His eyes were bloodshot, and the hollows beneath them looked carved out by sleepless nights. He swayed faintly, but his voice carried when he finally spoke.“You should have been home already.” He raised the bottle, took a sharp swallow, and lowered it again with a grimace. “But I can’t—won’t—send you back without him. Not like this. Not with empty hands, empty saddles.” His throat bobbed. “Not with Veridia’s crown waiting for a son who hasn’t returned.”A ripple passed through the soldiers. They had been hardened in battle, yet there was something desperate, unf
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