Novels by Gracepen

Alpha Caleb I let Oliver take Zara as his wife. But now and then, I found myself thinking about her, as if I was regretting my decision, even though Zara was just an omega I could play with anytime I wanted. “Oliver is a calm and good man. He’ll take care of her,” I kept muttering to myself. I had known Oliver since our university days but we aren't that close as he said earlier “Anyway, whether he takes care of her or not, it’s none of my business.” “Alpha… Alpha!” Emi, my close Beta, called out, cupping his hands and bending close to my ear. He must have been calling me for a while, but I was so lost in thought that I hadn’t heard him. He had to lean close to avoid shouting. I woke up from my daze and looked around. Everyone was already leaving. I looked up at Emi. “Has the meeting ended?” “Yes, Alpha.” I didn't even know what had been discussed or decided during the meeting. “Alpha, you have an appointment with Alpha Uriel to finalize the land paperwork by 2 p

ZaraAlpha Caleb continued to send for me every night. Even the omegas started talking and getting jealous. And every morning after sleeping with him, I would receive the beating of my life from my sister and her guards.I didn't know how to refuse the Alpha. As far as I knew, anyone who dared to say no to an Alpha was put to death or forced to live a life that made them wish for death every second.Only Eva was there to talk to me, telling me that everything would soon be over.Eva and I became close friends. She was fun and cheerful. We shared our stories. During one of our talks, she revealed how she had rejected her own mate just to be with Alpha Caleb. She said Alpha Caleb was her type of man and had been her crush since childhood.She told me she met him and his mother at an amusement park. She had lost her favorite pin, and Alpha Caleb found it and gave it back to her. Since then, her heart belonged only to him.From her story, I sensed the desperation of many omegas to have Al

Zara We arrived at the Duncan Pack, where a welcome ceremony was held for Alpha Caleb and his new Luna, Elisa, by their head omega, Madam Vicky, who was Alpha Caleb’s favorite in the pack. “Take her to the omega’s quarter,” Alpha Caleb told Madam Vicky, who turned to look at me. “What kind of work do you do the most?” Madam Vicky asked as we walked towards the quarter. I do all the work back home, but cooking is what I like most, I thought. I was lost in my thoughts, and she had to ask again. “I said, Which work do you do the most?” Snapping out of my daze, I answered, “Cooking, Ma.” We reached the quarter. “Here is your corner,” Madam Vicky said, pointing to an empty bed. “Drop your bag, change into this uniform, and come to the kitchen immediately.” She handed me the clothes. I did as instructed. After getting directions from one of the omegas, I found the kitchen. “Oh, thank goodness I found you! Take this food to the Alpha’s room. I can’t find Eva, who was sup

Zara Everyone in the pack was busy. Omegas like me were running up and down, arranging things and cooking for the guests. My father, Alpha Hazel, was greeting his friends from other packs. My mother was in her room, and my sisters were adorning themselves. Today was my eldest sister Elisa’s marriage ceremony. Alpha Caleb was coming to ask for her hand, and it was the happiest day my pack had seen in a long time. Alpha Caleb was well-known and one of the wealthiest Alphas I had ever heard of. He had many women around him, but he never married or named any of them his wife. But, today, he was here to take my sister as his Luna. The news that Alpha Caleb was finally getting married had spread throughout the packs. Many visitors came just to see who had won his heart. “Elisa, finest daughter of Alpha Hazel, are you not done dressing?” My mother called for my sister. My parents were overjoyed. Their favorite first daughter was marrying Alpha Caleb. My father had sent my mother

I woke up not remembering when I'd fallen asleep. My eyes were swollen, my throat raw from crying, but something had changed. That message had planted a seed of strength in me that refused to die.As I prepared for work, I meticulously applied my makeup, brushing over the traces of last night’s tears, transforming my reflection. By the time I was finished, the woman staring back at me almost seemed like the version of myself I recognized again."Sussy! Sussy!" I called out, fastening a gold necklace around my neck."Yes, Ma'am?""Come in. I need you to prepare my breakfast. I'll be eating downstairs this morning."Silence.I turned to find Sussy frozen in the doorway, her eyes wide with shock."Ma?" Her voice trembled with uncertainty."What's with that reaction?""I'm sorry, Ma. I just... for the past few days, you haven't eaten breakfast at home. You always leave early." She wrung her hands nervously. "I wanted to make sure I heard you correctly."Something in her genuine concern ma

"Sussy!" I called out, my voice echoing through the empty hallway, setting off a flurry of footsteps racing up the stairs. Moments later, Sussy appeared in the doorway, her uniform still damp from Anna's attack and her hair pulled back in a hasty ponytail. Yet, despite the chaos, her eyes sparkled with warmth and gratitude. "Yes, Ma?" she replied, a hint of curiosity coloring her tone. "Please grab all my bags from the guest room. Everything. And clear out anything that doesn’t belong to me from this space. I’m moving back in." "Right away, Ma." I made my way to the wardrobe, flinging the doors open wide. Empty hangers stared back at me, silent sentinels of everything I had set aside. But not anymore. I reached for the first dress Sussy returned with, the fabric soft and inviting in my hands. I smoothed it lovingly between my fingers, savoring the familiarity, before sliding it onto a hanger with care and hanging it in the wardrobe. I heard the heavy footsteps pounding up

Maya's POVAfter giving it more thought, I concluded what I was doing in the office and went home earlier than usual. The drive home felt different this time. My hands were steady on the wheel. As I stepped inside the living room, I heard Anna's voice shouting from the dining area. The shrill, angry tone made me pause."What sort of dumb maid are you? I told you to make the food peppery and what the hell is this that you prepared?"I moved closer, my footsteps silent on the marble floor."I am sorry, Ma, but..." Sussy's voice was trembling, trying to explain.Before she could finish, I heard a splash and Sussy's gasp of shock. I rushed into the dining room just in time to see water dripping down Sussy's face and soaking into her uniform. Anna stood there, an empty glass in her hand, her face twisted with contempt."Anna!" I called out sharply, moving closer. "What the hell did you just do?"Anna jumped slightly, turning to face me. Her expression shifted instantly, the anger melting

Maya's POV It was already late at night when I finally collapsed onto the guest room bed. My body felt heavy, like someone had replaced my bones with lead. The irony of the situation wasn't lost on me. Sleep was impossible. My mind wouldn't let me rest. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw them. Ethan's hand tangled in Anna's hair. That endless kiss had torn my heart into pieces. Her hand moving in slow circles over her stomach, touching the baby that represented everything I had lost. My mind replayed the scene over and over like a cruel movie I couldn't turn off, each time finding new details to torture me with. I had thought I would be able to get through this. After all, I had already found them together at the hotel. I had already seen the truth with my own eyes. But lying here in the darkness, pushed out of my own bedroom, the reality of it all crashed over me like a wave I couldn't escape. My mind wandered back through the months, searching for signs I had missed. How had

Maya's POVI expected it to happen, but seeing it in reality hurt far more than I could have ever imagined. My heart pounded against my ribcage as I stood frozen in the doorway of my bedroom.The scene before me was like a nightmare come to life. My husband lying comfortably on my best friend's lap, both of them looking completely at ease in the space that was supposed to be sacred to our marriage."Ethan, what sort of nonsense is this?" My voice came out steadier than I felt, though inside I was screaming.He didn't even bother to look up. His fingers continued scrolling across his phone screen as he lay there with his head on Anna's thigh. She ran her fingers through his hair with slow, loving strokes the same way I thought only a wife should touch her husband. Watching her hands move through his hair made my stomach twist with a pain so sharp I thought I might be sick right there.The same friend who had held me when I cried, who had celebrated my wedding day with tears of joy, was

Maya’s Pov"Are you free, come to the house Maya." A text message from my mother that pulled me off guard. This was the first time in two years since Ethan and I got married that my mother had actually sent for me. I was always the one calling them, trying to share my problems so they would know what their only child was going through. But I always got the same excuses, which were either "The Ethan I know is a good and caring husband to you, stop complaining," or "We're busy; we'll call you back," which they never did.I was about to leave for work when I saw the text. Hope flared inside me maybe they had finally called because of my in-laws' accident and wanted to know how I was doing. I quickly drove straight to my parents’ house.I rushed inside, stopping dead in the doorway. My mother was crying, but her face was beaming with pure joy. She was locked in a tight hug with a lady who looked exactly my age. That lady was crying, too. My father was shaking hands with a man I quickly