Chapter: Chapter Ninety Seven: CardioMorning light spilled into the home gym in long, pale streaks, catching on polished metal and glass and turning everything soft at the edges. The room smelled faintly of rubber mats and disinfectant, with a hint of citrus drifting in from somewhere unseen. The stair stepper machines stood side by side, already humming with quiet effort.Noah was on one of them, hands gripping the rail like it had personally wronged him, legs pumping in an uneven rhythm. Daniel occupied the machine beside him, far too relaxed for someone supposedly doing cardio, posture lazy, expression bright with mischief.Lucien entered without announcing himself, dressed in dark workout clothes that fit him too well, eyes immediately finding Noah like gravity had a preference.“Hi, big brother,” Daniel greeted, breath not even strained.Lucien did not look at him. His gaze stayed on Noah. “You are doing cardio?”“Yeah,” Noah said between breaths, not slowing down. “I gotta get my steppies in.”Lucien stepped closer
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Chapter: Chapter Ninety Six: For Fuck's Sake“You are testing your luck,” Lucien said softly. “Do not push me.”Lucien grabbed Noah's wrist again, hoping Noah would just quit yelling.Noah's chest heaved with fury, his face flushed red under the pulsing lights of the club. The thumping bass from the dance floor below vibrated through the VIP balcony, mixing with the shouts and laughter from the crowd. He yanked his hand free from Lucien's grip again, stepping back toward the edge of the balcony rail. “You're a cheating asshole. I should have took it more serious when you said you fuck around. But you just keep acting like I matter so much to you, you confuse my thoughts and I just keep letting you use me while being utterly terrible.”Lucien stood tall, his dark eyes locked on Noah, calm but stormy. He didn't yell back; his voice cut through low and heavy, like a warning rumble.“Watch your tone, hellion. You don't scream at me. Not here, not ever.” He stepped closer, towering over Noah, the scent of his cologne sharp against t
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Chapter: Chapter Ninety Five: CheatThe casino floor pulsed with noise and light, a low electric hum stitched together by clinking chips, shouted numbers, and the dull thud of bass bleeding in from the dance floor across the building. Smoke hung in the air like a permanent fixture, not thick enough to choke, just enough to blur the edges of faces and soften sharp intentions. Noah sat close to Daniel at the poker table, knees brushing, watching hands move fast and confident over green felt.Daniel was drunk enough to be glowing and sober enough to be dangerously corny.“Watch this shit, boy toy,” Daniel said, slapping a stack of chips down like he was daring the table to flinch. “This is where they start crying.”One of the men across from him snorted. “You have been running hot all night. Don’t act like you’re a fucking genius.”Daniel grinned wide, all teeth and charm. “Running hot is what losers say when they are about to get fucked by probability.”Noah leaned in, eyes wide, whispering, “So you just… put them in like
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Chapter: Chapter Ninety Four: 6ix9ineNoah walked barefoot to the bathroom. A quick shower washed away the remnants of sleep and last night's lingering ache, steam filling the air as he toweled off and returned to the bedroom.He walked to the closet and slipped into one of Lucien's shirts, the fabric draping loosely over his frame, brushing against his thighs. He tugged on a pair of his own boxers, the material snug around his hips.It was already noon, the winter sun high outside the frosted windows, casting a pale glow over the huge bedroom space. Lucien remained asleep, his broad chest rising and falling in deep, even breaths, the sheets tangled low around his waist, leaving his upper body bare and inviting.Noah's heart squeezed at the sight because he's convinced Lucien is sick and needs real care.He headed downstairs for food.He couldn't find Daniel and didn't know who to ask for food but thankfully the kitchen staff have seen him around enough to know who he is. They assembled a tray laden with a variety of brea
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Chapter: Chapter Ninety Three: Fallen For Him(Noah's POV)I stirred awake to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains, my body aching in that delicious, sore way that reminded me of last night's intensity. Blinking away the sleep, I realized Lucien was still beside me, chest rising and falling in steady rhythm. For the first time ever, I woke up before him. Normally, he'd be up at dawn, dressed sharp in one of his suits, rasping orders into his phone or already halfway through some shadowy errand. But today, the sun was peeking over the horizon, and he lay there, utterly still, lost in sleep.A smile tugged at my lips as I propped myself on an elbow, just staring… God, he was impossibly handsome like this: sharp jaw relaxed, full lips slightly parted, dark lashes fanned against his cheeks. Without the usual intensity in his eyes or the smirk that screamed control, he looked almost angelic, peaceful in a way that made my chest tighten. I could watch him forever, memorizing every line, every shadow that softened his
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Chapter: Chapter Ninety Two: Daddy's Sweetheart"All that crying, but your greedy hole wants more," Lucien taunted, voice rough with satisfaction. Before Noah could catch his breath, he slammed back in, the renewed fullness punching a scream from Noah's lungs. Lucien fucked him senseless now, thrusts erratic and brutal, reducing Noah to nothing but gasps and whimpers, no coherent words left; just raw, animalistic need.When Noah's body finally went slack, utterly spent, Lucien scooped him up like he weighed nothing, cock slipping free with a wet pop. Cum trailed down Noah's thighs, but Lucien dropped him unceremoniously to the floor. "Crawl to the balcony, boy. Santa's not done with you yet."Noah's limbs shook violently, vision blurred from tears and overstimulation, the world tilting as he pushed onto hands and knees. The onesie dragged against the floor, cum-soaked patches sticking to his skin, but he obeyed, inching forward on trembling arms. Each movement made his hole clench around emptiness, fresh dribbles of Lucien's load
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The Alpha Prince's Forbidden Scent
"I carried his child. I wore his mark. But when I screamed, no one heard me."
In a kingdom ruled by Alphas and silence, Elara was the perfect Omega—obedient, mated, forgotten. Married to the cruel Damon, she was forced to bear his heirs through IVF, her body reduced to a vessel, her voice buried beneath duty and shame.
When her babies refused to be born, they blamed her womb.
When she ran, they called her wicked.
But Elara is not powerless—not really.
Locked deep within her blood is a legacy older than the crown. A secret hidden beneath moonlight and lies. A storm waiting to rise. And a love—royal, forbidden, and burning—that refuses to die.
Everything changes the night she saves a stranger from bleeding out in the woods... only to learn he’s Kaelen, the future king. Their bond is instant. Dangerous. Irrevocable. But when fate reunites them, Elara finds herself caught in a battle for her children, her freedom, and the truth.
The twin sons thought to be Damon's? They’re Kaelen’s.
The quiet Omega they cast aside? She holds the bloodline that could bring the kingdom to its knees.
“The Alpha Prince's Forbidden Scent” is a haunting, romantic, and devastatingly powerful tale of rebellion, legacy, and one Omega’s fight to reclaim her voice, her power, and the love they said she could never have.
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Chapter: Chapter Sixty Five: The Healing Night(Elara’s POV)The cell door creaked open just enough for the shadow to slip inside. My heart seized half terror, half relief when I recognized the familiar figure crouched in the dim light.“Kaelen…” I whispered, my voice cracking.He crouched closer, careful not to make a sound. The faintest trace of moonlight caught his profile, strong, sharp, impossibly beautiful. My chest ached with a longing I tried to deny, but the exhaustion, the pain, the isolation all of it made his presence a lifeline.“I had to see you,” he murmured. “I couldn’t leave you here like this.”I wanted to reach out, to throw myself into his arms, but my wrists were shackled, and my body still ached from the council’s cruelty. Instead, I simply stayed still, letting him approach.“You’re hurt worse than I imagined,” he whispered, eyes scanning my bloodied dress and the bruises forming along my thighs. His hands hovered over me for a moment, and I could feel the
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Chapter: Chapter Sixty Four: Unexpected Visitor(Elara’s POV)The shadow lingered just beyond the faint light, and I dared not move. My wrists throbbed where the silver cuffs bit into my skin, but all I could think of was the presence before me. Powerful. Familiar. Impossible.A whisper, barely audible, floated across the cold stone.“Elara…”I froze. My breath hitched. The voice soft, deliberate, threaded with concern made my chest tighten in a way I hadn’t felt in days. I wanted to leap forward, to grab him, to feel the warmth of him beside me, but instinct told me to wait. Wait. Observe. Protect yourself.The chains rattled lightly as I shifted. My power hummed, instinctively reaching, sensing the presence in the darkness. My heartbeat synchronized with the energy that radiated from him strong, protective, steady.Kaelen.I had barely allowed myself to hope. After the council’s betrayal, after Clara’s gloating, after Damon’s cold indifference, I hadn’t let anyone
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Chapter: Chapter Sixty Three: Isolation Begins(Elara’s POV)The door slammed behind me, the iron echoing like a death knell. Darkness swallowed everything immediately the smell of damp stone, the chill biting through my bloodied dress, and the sharp tang of iron in the air. My wrists ached where the silver cuffs bit into my skin, but the cold was worse. It crept into my bones and settled there, heavy, unyielding.I stumbled forward, the chains clinking with every step. The guards had gone before I even had a chance to call out. Alone. Truly alone.I sank to the floor, the rough stone cold against my bloodied thighs. I pressed my hands to my belly, fingers brushing against the damp fabric and sticky warmth. The babies kicked small, desperate movements that made me ache with fierce love. They are still here. They are still alive.I leaned my forehead against the wall, pressing into the unforgiving stone. My breaths came fast and shallow, my body trembling, my thoughts racing. Wh
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Chapter: Chapter Sixty-Two: Trial Of The Unheard (Elara's POV) I reached down, fingers trembling, I wanted to confirm… and I did. Warmth. Wet. I lifted my hand. Blood. Fresh. Bright. Spreading. My white dress—chosen so carefully, so quietly, to look soft, pure, to make the council see me as something other than tainted—was ruined. The scarlet stain bled through the front like an accusation, like a warning, like a curse. I had wanted to look like the innocent one. Now I just looked... broken. I clutched my belly, breath shallow, hands slick, too afraid to move, too afraid to not move. And Clara… She stood there. Looking right at me like she saw nothing. “Oh dear,” she said with mock sympathy, her voice syrupy and cold. “So sorry, but your trial’s been rescheduled.” My ears rang. What? She stepped closer, smiling like she’d just won a game. “It’s this morning, not tomorrow. I do hope you’re prepared… because after this trial, you might actually want to run.” She grabbed my arm. I didn’t resist. I couldn’t. I couldn’t
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Chapter: Chapter Sixty-Two: Trial Of The Unheard (Elara's POV)I reached down, fingers trembling, I wanted to confirm… and I did.Warmth.Wet.I lifted my hand.Blood.Fresh. Bright. Spreading.My white dress—chosen so carefully, so quietly, to look soft, pure, to make the council see me as something other than tainted—was ruined. The scarlet stain bled through the front like an accusation, like a warning, like a curse.I had wanted to look like the innocent one.Now I just looked... broken.I clutched my belly, breath shallow, hands slick, too afraid to move, too afraid to not move.And Clara…She stood there.Looking right at me like she saw nothing.“Oh dear,” she said with mock sympathy, her voice syrupy and cold. “So sorry, but your trial’s been rescheduled.”My ears rang.What?She stepped closer, smiling like she’d just won a game. “It’s this morning, not tomorrow. I do hope you’re prepared… because after this trial, you might actually want to run.”She grabbed my arm.I didn’t resist. I couldn’t. I couldn’t find my voice. No
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Chapter: Chapter Sixty-One: When The Moon Forgets Its Daughter.(Elara's POV)The forest was humming.Not with wind. Not with birdsong. But with something older—a pulse beneath the earth, like a second heartbeat I’d forgotten how to hear.I was barefoot, dressed in white. The trees whispered as I passed them, their leaves shifting like murmuring mouths. The moon above was swollen, crimson, watching me.“Come home,” a voice said.I turned.She was standing just beyond the fog. My wolf.She looked like me—but wilder. Taller. Hair darker. Eyes like a starless sky.Her bare feet didn’t stir the ground. Her long fingers curled and uncurled by her sides as if she didn’t know what to do with them. And yet… there was power in the way she stood.She took a step forward.“I waited,” she said.Another step. Her voice echoed inside my bones, not my ears.“I called. You gave them your silence.”“I had no choice,” I whispered, heart thudding.“You did,” she replied. “You gave me away for them.”She reached out her hand.And I, trembling, reached back.The momen
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Chapter: Chapter Four: Crossing a Line(Lior's POV)The soft click of a lock snapped my attention back.I hadn’t even realized Adrian had walked toward the far end of his office until I saw him push open what I thought was part of the wall. Only it wasn’t a wall. A door swung inward, and beyond it was something I never in my life expected to find inside a CEO’s office: a full master bedroom.A bed, polished and massive, sat against the wall with sheets so crisp they could probably cut me. A closet took up an entire side. There was even a restroom door, slightly ajar, hinting at marble tiles inside. Who the hell keeps a whole house inside their office?“Go inside,” Adrian said simply, his voice the kind that doesn’t invite argument. “Take a quick shower. An outfit’s already prepared on the bed.”I blinked at him, my brain tripping over itself. “Uh… what?”His eyes flicked to me like I’d just asked if the sky was blue. “You’ll be representing me today. You can’t show up in what you’re wearing. Go.”That was it. No more words
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Chapter: Chapter Three: My Day Could've Been Worse(Lior's POV)My alarm didn’t wake me. My phone did.A shrill, jarring ring that ripped me straight out of the kind of dream that probably would have made Freud nod knowingly.I groaned into my pillow, cracked one eye open, and stared at the vibrating rectangle on my nightstand. The name flashing on the screen was enough to make my stomach tighten.Great. The day’s barely started and my mood’s already circling the drain.“Not today, Satan in heels,” I muttered, and thumbed the red decline button without hesitation.I lay there for a second, willing myself to pretend it never happened but my conscience was apparently in the mood to play drill sergeant.With a sigh, I reached for the phone again, opened my banking app, and stared at my balance. A couple hundred gone wouldn’t kill me. It would just wound me mortally and leave me limping for the rest of the month.I hovered my thumb over the “Transfer” button for a long moment, telling myself I didn’t have to. That I could just… not. But t
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Chapter: Chapter Two: Lior's Life(Lior's POV)The city smells like burnt coffee, cheap perfume, and capitalism.I’m walking home with my headphones in but no music playing, classic fake-listening-to-avoid-eye-contact move. It’s been a long day of avoiding Adrian West like he’s the final boss of my anxiety, which, in a way, he is.God, if someone had told sixteen-year-old me I’d end up working as a personal assistant to Adrian Valehart, the youngest CEO in the city’s history, net worth so high it’s probably illegal, I’d have laughed in their face and gone back to watching cat videos.But here I am. Twenty-two years old. Shorter than I'd have loved to be if I had a choice. Male Omega. No college degree. And, somehow, still employed at ValehartCorp after a whole year.A miracle. Or a glitch in the simulation.People at work call me the Gen Z PA. Not because I wear crop tops to the office (I don’t, HR would faint), but because I allegedly “act like one of those TikTok kids who think sarcasm is a personality.” Which… fair
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Chapter: Chapter One: "Accidentally"(Lior’s POV)If my rent wasn’t bleeding me dry, I’d have quit this job a long time ago. Not because I hate it… okay, maybe a little, but mostly because working under Adrian Valehart is like living inside a pressure cooker. He’s the kind of man who can make a “good morning” feel like a performance review. Sharp suit. Sharper jawline. And eyes that could kill you or kiss you, depending on the day.And today? I was determined to stay as far away from him as possible.The morning started harmless enough. I woke up late, because obviously my alarm clock is an enemy of progress. My sheets were tangled around me like I’d been fighting demons in my sleep. I stumbled into the bathroom, dragged my hair into something resembling human order, and hopped into the shower.Hot water. Steam. Me humming that one song that’s been rotting my brain for three weeks.I got out, dripping and lazy, wrapped in my towel. My phone buzzed.[Jay]: Did you meet him last night? 👀[Me]: Nah. Got ghosted. Again.[Ja
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