Bound by secrets, Broken by love
She was ruined in a single night. Now she’s back—with a new name, a hidden past, and a score to settle.
After a betrayal that destroyed her future and shattered her reputation, Astrid arrives at an elite warrior academy across the ocean—unrecognizable, untouchable. No one knows who she really is… not even the cold, unreadable combat instructor whose rejection once broke her.
He calls her Mouse. Pushes her. Watches her.
But his wolf knows.
As sparks ignite beneath blood, secrets, and silver, enemies close in from every side. A jealous rival, a missing heir, and a dark conspiracy that’s been waiting to strike.
She wanted revenge.
She didn’t expect to fall for him again.
And this time, loving him might cost her everything.
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Chapter: chapter thirty AstridOne word: awkward.I don’t know what else to call it. Sitting beside Aiden feels like walking on a tightrope—only instead of a safety net, I’ve got a broken scent mask and thoughts that won’t stop yapping.My back’s ramrod straight, my face blank, but my brain? It’s a full-on whirlwind.Did I spray enough perfume?Can he catch my real scent regardless?What if he already has and is pretending? Would he hate me?Every inch of me is wound tight. I can feel the warmth radiating off him; it makes the air feel too thick to even inhale. His shoulder doesn’t touch mine, but it’s close enough that I can feel the tension. The space between us buzzes with alluring danger, like it’s alive.I sit nervously for about ten minutes before I blurt out, “I need to use the bathroom.”I don’t wait for a response or any form of acknowledgment as I get up and half-run toward the restroom. I only slow down when the glow of the bonfire fades behind me. Then I stop halfway and head to the cold, open q
Last Updated: 2025-07-31
Chapter: chapter twenty-nine AstridI drop to my knees, scrubbing my arms, legs—everything—against the damp spot before it dries up.I snatch a pair of leggings off the floor and scrub harder but it's useless.“Come on, come on,” I hiss.It feels like I’m caught in a spiral. One moment I’m celebrating a hard-won victory, and the next, I’m on all fours, scrubbing my rug like a freaking maid. Imagine hopping out of one problem just to land face-first in another—all in one day.Classic Astrid.I glance at the time. It’s 5:30 a.m.Just great.I can’t even take a shower. If I do ,whatever faint trace of false scent still clings to me will be gone, and I need it to hold out through the day. I mean, I have a freaking test to write. So yeah, I’ll just skip showering for one day. Just one sweaty, paranoia-filled, stress-soaked day.I grab my phone and dial my mom.One ring. Two rings. It goes straight to voicemail.Of course, she’s in a meeting. Or sleeping. Or just ignoring my call, which honestly, I wouldn’t blame her f
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Chapter: twenty-eightAstridThe arena is almost empty now, just the quiet buzz of distant conversations and the occasional echo of footsteps bouncing off the high walls. The tension of the fight has long since passed, but my pulse still thrums like I’m stuck in that moment, like my body hasn’t realized it’s over.I should feel proud. I won. I won. But instead, there’s a tight knot in my chest that just won’t go away.The sound of boots crunching toward me makes me turn.Coach.His lips are set in something between a half smile and a frown. He’s never liked me, not really. Always finding a reason to frown at my form, sigh at my hesitation, complain about my lack of instinct.I brace myself for whatever criticism he’s about to throw at me this time.“You did well today new girl,” he says.My brows shoot up and I sit up. The switch-up is just… wow.“Sorry, I didn’t quite hear you,” I say just for the fun of watching his lips twitch.“You heard me,” he mutters.I bite my lip, suppressing a smirk. “All credit
Last Updated: 2025-07-27
Chapter: twenty-sevenAstridMy eyes meet with Greystone's, and it's safe to say she's not backing down soon. Her brown eyes look almost fiery as she glares. Her jaw clenches. With a low grunt, she rises slowly from the ground, chest puffed while her nose flares.Her steps are wobbly, but then, it'll take more than a few punches for someone like her to back down from me.She circles me, her eyes sweeping over my frame like a hunter marking its prey. I mirror her movements, moving into a half-circle of my own."Do your thing, Kayleigh," I breathe out.It happens immediately. My mind fades into the background. I feel more like a passenger—my vision tunneling, focusing only on our target: Greystone.We lunge at each other simultaneously, fists bared, fingers clawed, teeth gritted.I feel everything—every single movement, every hit—but I'm not the one guiding the attacks. Everything moves in slow motion, and I can already tell what tactic she wants to use. It's like everyone has held their breath. It's even mo
Last Updated: 2025-07-26
Chapter: twenty-six AstridI should be stretching, practicing last-minute moves—I mean, anything but staring and nibbling on my fingers like it's supposed to change my fate.I'm alone in a locker room that smells like sweat and feels stuffy, my thoughts my only companion. From where I'm seated, the noise from the crowd is somewhat muffled, but it does nothing to ease my anxiety.My phone pings. It’s a message from Mom: “Good luck, Ashley. Make sure you win.” I read the message twice before tucking it into my locker.So much for rooting for me... not like I expected more."You're up, new girl," Coach's head pops beside my locker. He’s still refused to call me by my real name.I nod, wipe my sweaty palms on my leggings, and follow him.“This should be an interesting fight,” he chuckles. I don't miss the amusement in his words—or should I say, diss?Please be merciful, Moon Goddess. I've already accepted my failure, but that doesn't mean I don't dread the physical damage someone like Greystone leaves in her
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Chapter: chapter twenty-five AidenMy shoes click against the floor, cutting through the sterile silence as I move through the hallway. I’ve got better shit to do than sit in this hellhole.My supposed flu was just a ploy to sneak out without raising suspicion. The new lead was too good to ignore. The footage from the night of my mother’s death was wiped, but there’s a copy that still exists. A flash drive in my uncle’s possession.I spent almost three fucking days searching everywhere in his office—drawers, briefcases, even cloud backups—but all I found was irrelevant pack junk, business files. Nothing really useful.My last resort was to check his safes. Three of which I have no access to. Three—that I know of, at least. There might be more, judging by the level of secrecy.Lucas clocked on when I dropped the sick act. My bad for getting sloppy. He’s likely suspected I was up to no good—probably thought I was trying to skip school. Hovered like a hawk. Voice calm, questions casual and minimal. But I knew where
Last Updated: 2025-07-24
A Summer's Coincidence With The Alpha CEO
Mexico gave her sun, tequila, and a man who kissed like a secret.
L.A. gave her his twin-and a migraine.
Jannah Cole wasn't supposed to fall for anyone on vacation. But then Ethan Hunt happened-dark eyes, cryptic smirks, and the kind of kiss that makes your brain short-circuit. He vanished before sunrise, and she told herself it was a one-time thing.
Until she walked back into work and saw him again. Same jawline. Same voice. Same tattoo.
Totally different name.
Now he's Aaron Steele, her very polished CEO, and apparently? He's never seen her before in his life.
Then there's Clinton Steele-his charming twin and self-declared Mexico mystery man. Sweet, attentive, and just confusing enough to make her question everything. After all, how many brooding, emotionally unavailable doppelgängers can one girl trip over in a single summer?
And the real question:
What if she didn't mistake one brother for the other?
What if she didn't mistake anything at all?
Two brothers.
One ghost of a kiss.
And a truth wrapped in too many lies to count.
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Chapter: Founders are Keepers Aaron's POVBeing an alpha and running a multi-billion-dollar empire sharpens your instincts in ways most people can't understand. Every step I take, my senses are tuned-every footfall, every breath, every shift in the air doesn't go unnoticed. It's like having a sixth sense that just gets stronger with time.Even now, I can hear human movement down the hallway, pick up fragments of muffled conversation from across the damn floor. The tiniest whispers. Like the way Jannah says "Aaron fucking Steele" when she thinks I'm out of earshot-usually to that friend of hers, Kaitlyn.The memory slips in, uninvited, and before I realize it, I'm smirking-no, grinning like a fool. I jam my hands in my pockets and pivot left, my footsteps echoing down the corridor.She's a damn wildfire, and I doubt she even realizes it.The memory of her from that last meeting flashes across my mind. Her full lips parted, subtly rolling her eyes at me in that infuriating, fiery way she does like she was born to ch
Last Updated: 2025-07-03
Chapter: Take the bully by its hornsJannah"No need to meet. Just email your section."I reread the email Aaron sent me, still unsure of what to make of his sudden change of mind. I mean, we were supposed to discuss my tech expansion proposal face-to-face, and now he was sending this– this non-explanatory email?"Umm, are you still there, Jan?" Kait waves a hand in my face, and I push it aside."I think I hate the Steele's," I hiss, still glaring at the root of my anger."Let's see." Kaitlyn tilts my laptop to face her and reads the mail, her lips slowly twisting into an angry pout."What the hell?" Her voice is louder, blue eyes glinting with unspoken anger. "You can say that one more time," I murmur dryly, my head resting on my curled fingers. I can't even bring myself to say more because I'm on the verge of bursting into tears. I can already feel the warm liquid settling in my tear ducts, so I blink hard.I'm not going to fucking cry. No.I don't expect him to explain anything to me exactly, but this... this is bel
Last Updated: 2025-07-03
Chapter: Hmmm...Remind me why I agreed to go on a date with Clinton Steele? He dumped me in Mexico—and by my standards, he’s an A-grade loser—but somehow, I said yes. I agreed to hear whatever low-effort apology he’s willing to toss my way.What was I thinking?By the time I realized what was going on, it was too late—actually, I found out two hours ago when he texted to remind me I still hadn’t picked a venue. My eyes were glued to my phone for close to five minutes, in silence, mouth agape. You get the picture.As the opportunist I can be—and in my own form of revenge—I picked the most booked and expensive Thai restaurant in town. Kait and I have been trying for months to get a reservation there. That’ll give him something to work about, even though I’m sure one call from him will do the trick, and the bill won’t leave him nearly as regretful as I want. Still, it’s something.If he hadn’t been such a liar, I might’ve put more effort into my appearance. But I don’t—partly because there’s barely any
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Chapter: Hide and SeekAaronI tug my tie loose, slide it off, and let it fall to the floor. My fingers move to the cuffs of my shirt-unbutton, unfold, roll. Turns out, being a hybrid doesn't make you immune to exhaustion. And right now, I'm dead on my feet.A few twists and stretches later, the familiar pop of joints echoes through the room. I let out a low grunt and finish stripping down, briefs the only thing left on me.There's a half-full bottle of scotch on the nightstand-one of several I keep around for nights like this. But tonight, even that doesn't appeal. And that says a lot.Funny how the things that used to help don't even register anymore. Then again, strange isn't exactly new to me.Take the missing funds, for instance. We still haven't traced the account siphoning money from both the pack treasury and the company. Every day, it's something new-small, easy to miss, but consistent enough to be intentional. Someone's playing the long game. Someone close.Then there's the girl. Seven years old.
Last Updated: 2025-07-03
Chapter: When the line gets blurry ClintonJannah’s gaze holds me in place. It's intense—too intense—and for someone who's lived through centuries and outrun death more times than I can count, it's unsettling. I’m a hybrid, for fuck’s sake. I shouldn’t be this thrown by a human.I lick my bottom lip and lift my chin to meet her eyes. It's official—I’m in deep. My brother’s lucky he bailed before this mess caught up to him.“Jannah,” I say, and my voice comes out rougher than intended. My Adam’s apple jerks as I swallow. “I know I’m probably the biggest asshole you’ve met—and I’m okay with that. For now.”I rub the bridge of my nose . I shouldn't be asking her for anything. Not after how I’ve handled things. But here I am, hoping for some kind of redemption.She watches me with that look. The kind that says I have about five seconds before she mentally checks out. I’ve seen it before. I’ve studied humans long enough to recognize disinterest when it’s brewing. And yet here I go, walking right into it.“I want to take you
Last Updated: 2025-07-03
Chapter: Is it now?Clinton's POV"You fucking bastard." The words hit me like trash hurled through the air.Perfect. Just what I need after a twelve-hour day and a migraine grinding behind my eyes.I stop. Not because I'm scared-though judging by the firestorm coming off her, maybe I should be-but because I feel that familiar snap down my spine. The fuck, not again kind.Her voice slices through the air, and when I turn, she's already charging. A one-woman army with light green eyes that cut like glass. Her chest heaves like she ran here powered by fury alone. Fists tight. Jaw clenched. Ready to throw down.And all I can think is: What the hell did Aaron do this time?Because I know this isn't about me. It never is.But I'm the one standing here.Always am.When she starts in, it's like a dam bursting. I brace for impact. Her words come fast and cracked, like they've been bottling up inside her for weeks-maybe months. Mexico. Dinner. Being ghosted. Lied to. Her voice trembles, but not from sadness. This
Last Updated: 2025-07-03
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