Novels by Ye_Mie

Aiden's POV“School’s been crazy. College stuff, assignments, group projects that drag on forever, you know how it is.” I keep my tone light, like I’m complaining but not too much.Hayden studies me for a moment, and I can feel the weight of it. He’s not a man you can easily lie to, but I’ve gotten better at it. His gaze lingers, then finally eases.“Hmm.” His mouth curves into a small smile. “Well, make sure you’re around for dinner tonight. We need to talk about moving forward with your mate's bond ceremony with Lila.”My stomach knots. I nod quickly, hoping he can’t hear the way my heartbeat stutters. “Yeah, sure. I’ll be there.”He claps a hand on my shoulder, the gesture friendly but heavy. “Good. It’s time we stop putting it off.”I give him another smile, then turn toward the stairs, forcing myself not to look like I’m running. Each step feels heavier than the last. By the time I reach my room, my hands are in fists, my breathing uneven.The irony isn’t lost on me. I just spent

Aiden’s POVI didn't realise when I fell asleep in Jake's arms until the sound of the shower running woke me up. My lips curled in a mischievous smile as I got up from the bed to join Jake in the bathroom. I walked into the bathroom and Jake’s gaze met mine with a smile on his face. The steam curls between us, heavy with heat and everything we’re not supposed to want. My back is already against the tiled wall, cool against overheated skin. Jake stands in front of me, water running in rivulets down his broad chest, over scars I’ve only traced in the dark before.His eyes don’t move from mine when he cups my jaw, his thumb brushing the corner of my mouth.“You shouldn’t be here,” he says slowly, almost to himself.“I know.” My voice is breathless. “I don’t care.”The first kiss is slow, like he’s testing me, but my hands grip his shoulders, pulling him closer. The warmth of him, the weight of his body, makes my chest ache.When he drops to his knees, my breath hitches. His lips are ho

Aiden's POV“You promised,” she’d said, crossing her arms. “You said you were okay with the marriage arrangement.”Those were the last words I heard Lila say before I stormed out of the library, barely holding back a growl. Lila had been on my case all through again.Yeah, I did. I said what I had to say. For her, for the pack, for my damn survival. But now, she wanted me home. Living full-time in the pack house like some obedient future alpha in training. Like I could just switch off the chaos in my head, ignore the way my wolf howled every time Jake crossed my mind, and pretend I was okay.I didn’t even realize where my feet were taking me until I was standing outside Jake’s house. I froze immediately.The wind was still but my thoughts weren’t. I wasn’t supposed to be here. This was the last place I should be right now. But my chest felt tight, like I couldn’t breathe until I saw him.“Fuck it,” I muttered, then knocked hard on the door.There was no answer so I knocked again. Lou

Lila POVMy dad had insisted I have dinner with him tonight because he's been so busy and we hardly saw each other even though we live in the same house. I pushed my fork around the edge of my plate, barely touching the roast lamb my father’s chef had made. I could feel him watching me from across the long oak table. His silence wasn’t strange, it was the usual him.“I’ve made up my mind,” I said quietly, looking up. “I want to go ahead with the arranged marriage but I want to finish college first. I don't want to go to school as a married lady.”He didn’t flinch, neither did he blink. He just leaned back in his chair and dabbed the corner of his mouth with a napkin.“You’re sure?”I nodded. “Yes.”There was a long pause before he spoke again. “Then I have one condition.”Of course there was a condition.“You and Aiden must remain in the pack house. At least until I’m confident he’s ready to lead.”I blinked. “You want him to live with us full time?”“You’ll be married in a few years

Jake's POV The full moon was approaching and I thought keeping my distance would help. That if I could just lock up this storm inside me, maybe the craving would go away. Maybe I wouldn’t think about Aiden when the night is cold and I could almost perceive his scent. So I did what I always do. I buried myself in work. I started training Brute more often, taking him to the field after dinner, dragging out our sparring until sweat poured down our faces and the moon rose high. “Dad,” he said one night, panting hard between swings, “what’s going on with you lately?” I blocked his punch, held his fist steady. “Nothing. Just focused.” He gave me that look. The one his mother used to give me when I lied straight to her face. “Why doesn’t Aiden visit at all?” he asked, stepping back. “We live, what, fifteen minutes from each other now?” I stiffened. That question came too easily. Too naturally. Like he’d been thinking about it for a while. I turned my back and picked up the

Aiden's POV “Then do it.” He didn’t move. “I’m right here.” His hand lifted but never reached me. He stepped back like I was a taboo. “I can’t,” he whispered. “Or you won’t,” I corrected. He turned, “Go home, Aiden.” I didn’t move. “You need rest,” he added. I laughed out painfully, “Right. So I can black out again and wake up in another bloody mess.” “I’ll figure this out.” “You won’t even look at me when I’m begging you!” I said out loud. Jake turned back to me, pain etched deep on his face. “You think this is easy for me?” “I think you’ve had years to figure out how to not want me, and you failed.” “I’m trying to protect you.” “Then stop,” I said. “Stop protecting me. Just—be with me.” “I can’t,” he said again. “If I touch you tonight, I’ll never stop.” The silence was unbearable. The air between us was thick with everything unsaid. “Then go,” I said. He didn’t. “Leave, Jake.” He turned slowly, face pale, and walked away. I stood there