Chapter: THE DEATH BEFORE REBIRTH IIIEthan’s POVI told myself I didn’t care.I repeated it over and over in my head like a mantra that was supposed to numb me.It didn’t.Everything about this felt real.Way too real.The courtroom was cold, but my palms were sweating. My foot tapped restlessly against the marble floor.Alex sat beside me.I hadn’t wanted him here.I told him not to come.But he insisted—said he wasn’t letting me go through this alone.And when the bailiff called the room to order, he quietly reached for my hand.His fingers wrapped around mine, firm and grounding.Like he could feel how hard this was for me.It was strange.But comforting.Williams stood at the front, calm and collected, speaking with controlled gestures as he addressed the judge.The same Williams who had sat in Aaron’s living room months ago, arranging papers on Aaron’s glass table before officiating our fake marriage.I remembered that day so clearly it hurt.The blank expression on his face.The endless nights working on those impo
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Chapter: THE DEATH BEFORE REBIRTH IIAaron’s POVTwo weeks passed slower than any punishment I had ever lived through.Now it was the night before my official court case—the one that decided everything—and I felt like I was standing on the edge of a cliff with my hands tied behind my back, staring into a bottomless drop.The burner phone felt too small in my hands, like it couldn’t possibly carry the weight of what I needed to say. I dialed Cheryl anyway. She picked up on the second ring.“Hello?” she whispered, voice soft. Probably hiding in a different room again.“It’s me,” I muttered. “Aaron.”“Oh—hey.” She exhaled, the kind of breath that sounded like it was held too long.“How are you holding up? It’s tomorrow…”I ran my hand down my face. “I don’t know. I don’t know how I feel. I don’t know what to expect. I just… I just want it to be over, Cheryl. My whole life has been one long panic attack for the last month. I just need tomorrow to come so I can finally breathe.”“Aaron…” she said softly.“I’m scared,” I admit
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Chapter: PROTECTORConnor’s POVI had planned this for weeks.Weeks.Every detail. Every word I’d say.The roses, the lake, the timing, the drive, the stupid swans that cost me way more than they should’ve.It was supposed to be perfect.Because she was perfect.And now that she was coming to Texas for the weekend, everything lined up. I’d make the proposal as romantic as physically possible, and she—she wouldn’t walk away from me.The way I’d failed to walk away from her.It all made sense.She didn’t have a job in New York anymore—Aaron told us that himself.She didn’t have family there.She didn’t have roots keeping her chained to that city.I could give her a job.I could give her a life.I could keep her safe.But as she turned around, she looked me dead in the eyes, I swear I felt something inside me split.She stormed off the moment the words left my mouth, and now she was standing on the outskirts of the garden, shaking, furious, breathing like I’d done something unforgivable.“Mandy—wait.” I
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Chapter: PROPOSAL OR NOTEthan’s POVThe drive to the airport was anything but quiet.Honestly, it was kind of awesome.Mandy rode shotgun, belting out Olivia Rodrigo at the top of her lungs, like she was auditioning for a musical that only cast manic gremlins running on caffeine and no sleep. Connor kept stealing glances at her like she was the only thing worth looking at.And me? I was slumped in the backseat, trying not to puke—half from the bumpy ride, mostly from watching those two act like they invented love.I mean, whatever. It was cute.I guess.At least I felt better than I had in days. My head didn’t feel like it was splitting open anymore, and even though Mom had me on unofficial “bed rest,” getting out of the house made me feel alive again. Just breathing real air felt good.Having Mandy around all week probably saved me. She took care of everything—laundry, food, even my spiraling thoughts. And she made it look easy.Still, I couldn’t stop my mind from drifting back to Alex. The day he stopped
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Chapter: THE GLITTER OF HOPEGil’s POVHope is a dangerous thing.I’d held on to it for a week—clutching it so tightly that it bruised the inside of my palms. Aaron’s trial was coming, and even though I tried not to let myself spiral, the reality settled in my chest like cement. He obstructed justice. Self-defense or not, he hid what he did. And because of that, no lawyer—not even the good ones—could fully argue his case the way it needed to be argued.I should have been prepared. I should have known this was coming. But I wasn’t—because a part of me still believed that maybe, just maybe, he deserved a softer consequence after all the hell he’d already lived through.After the hearing, he called me. Told me everything. Every detail. Every likely outcome.And now Amelia wouldn’t stop saying his name around the house.“Bobby? Bobby coming? Bobby home soon?”She had been running around in circles for the past twenty minutes, her curls bouncing, her voice bright and unbothered—like she wasn’t teetering on the edge of
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Chapter: THE DEATH OF REBIRTHAaron’s POV(1 week later)The days had gone by quicker than I had time to register. Everything around me kept moving—evolving, shifting—while I stayed stuck in the exact same spot.Dead center.Motionless.Left behind.It almost made me laugh, the irony of it. How fast my life had plunged headfirst into quicksand, dragging me under from the moment I stepped foot in this place. And no one was coming to pull me out. My only hope was to drown completely… and maybe, if the universe allowed it, to be reborn.That was all I had left.The longer I stayed detained awaiting trial, the clearer it became—the weight of my charges, the reality that I was probably not going to see my company again… or Ethan… or anything that mattered until my late seventies.I was screwed.Even Williams knew it.I saw it in the way he smiled too gently, in the careful tone he used when he brought my morning coffee, like I was someone who needed to be handled softly.Pathetic.And then there was the amusement of it
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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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