My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker
"Dylennn," she whispered as his lips trailed down her neck.
"Avelynne,I killed you once, little wolf…” he whispered.
His voice was a growl, ancient and broken.
“And the Moon cursed me to spend eternity watching the world rot until I could love you right. You are mine little wolf, and no one in the entire universe will stop me from claiming you”
"NOT EVEN YOUR BETHROTHAL HUSBAND!".
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Seven centuries ago, a Lycan lost control and slaughtered the only soul he was born to protect.
Now she’s back and she's reborn as the daughter of an Alpha and betrothed to his greatest enemy.
Evelyn has always felt watched.
Dreams of glowing eyes and whispered vows haunt her nights, and the shadows around her home feel alive. But when she meets her cold father’s best friend, Lord Dylen Wolfe, her world fractures. His voice, his scent, his touch... they awaken memories she shouldn’t have, they ignite desires she shouldn't crave.
He’s a monster from history.
The lover from her past life.
And the predator who’s waited three thousand years for her return.
As her forgotten memories resurface, so do the lies, the curses, and the war that tore their worlds apart.
Because this time, if she remembers the truth…
Will she accept his love or will the beast who once killed her have to do it again?…
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty Three The willow swayed gently above me, its silver-green tendrils brushing the grass like fingertips stroking a harp. I sat beneath it, before a wide mirror that reflected me and the soft veil of mist curling through the air. The stillness around me was almost scary. There was no wind, no sound, just the faint murmur of my own breathing.Then… a sensation.A faint warmth trailed through my hair, like fingers parting each strand.I froze.My reflection didn’t move, she just sat there, perfectly calm, while I felt it.A hand. It felt real and warm.Sliding slowly down my hair to my shoulder. For some reason,I couldn't look back.My heart stuttered. “Who’s there?” I whispered, my voice swallowed by the mist. No one answered. Yet through the mirror, I could feel his presence behind me,it was close enough that his breath grazed the shell of my ear.Then his voice came, low and deep.“Avelynne…”My pulse jumped. No one had called me that name, not even Sylvara.“You look so gorgeous…”The words w
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty TwoA burst of white light swept through the courtyard, flooding every corner with divine brilliance. The force of it knocked the breath from my lungs, and for a moment, all I could do was shield my eyes. When I finally dared to look up, the world had shifted, the heaviness that had pressed upon us moments ago was gone.The Alphas, who moments before had been crushed beneath Dylen’s aura, gasped in unison, their bodies trembling as the divine energy cleansed the space. The Moon Goddess’s magic had washed over the courtyard. What a relief.Every Alpha dropped to their knees. Heads bowed low. No one dared to look at her directly.“Blessed be the Moon,” they whispered in unison.I followed their lead, lowering my head as my heart raced. I could feel her power which felt smooth and infinite. It was as though the stars themselves had descended to stand upon our earth. Her presence was gentle, yet heavy enough to make Sylvara whimper softly inside me.Footsteps echoed softly,the ground responde
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty OneEverything happened too fast for my mind to keep up.Raya, the one beside him changed too. The faint golden light that had touched her body pulsed once more, and her aura thickened like a storm cloud. The air warped around her, her eyes glowing faintly crimson. Every Alpha around the courtyard dropped their heads lower, trembling as her presence clawed at their strength. She wasn’t the calm and kind Raya I had seen earlier, this one looked lethal. A being carved for war.And still, none of them could raise their heads.The Alphas were on their knees. Their wolves whimpered. Even the strongest of them dared not breathe too loudly. I stayed frozen where I knelt, my heartbeat pounding so loud I could feel it in my throat.Then he moved.The man — no, the creature — began to walk toward me slowly,his steps were unhurried. Each step carried weight, each movement deliberate, echoing against the quiet like thunder. The courtyard floor cracked slightly beneath his feet. And even though his
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty The moment the words left the guard’s mouth, my father didn’t hesitate. He turned sharply, striding toward the door. I followed without thinking.“Father!” I called, nearly tripping on the steps.“Stay close, Evelyn,” he ordered, his tone grave.As I walked to the courtyard my heart thundered painfully in my chest. What’s happening? I whispered inwardly.Sylvara’s soft purr rippled through me. “Something familiar…”“Familiar?” I frowned, trying to catch my breath. “At a time like this, you’re purring?”“You’ll understand soon enough,”she said cryptically, her tone both teasing and… emotional. She sounded less worried.I didn’t have time to argue. The courtyard opened before us, a scene of chaos and confusion. Guards lined the sides, whispering among themselves, while a few Alphas stood frozen in disbelief.And there, lying on the cold marble ground…was Lord Dylen.“Dylen…” The name escaped me before I could stop it.I ran to him, my feet barely touching the ground. My father called af
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty NineEvelyn’s POV The golden rays slid across the floorboards, catching the floating dust and making them shimmer like tiny spells. I sat by the window, half-dressed, watching the maids dart around the room like busy little birds. They were folding silks, sealing jars, whispering charms into each piece of fabric that would follow me to the human world.They all seemed so happy. I tried to smile, but it didn’t reach my chest. Something about the air felt… heavy.“Lady Evelyn, your cloak has been cleaned and re-enchanted,” one of the maids said, bowing slightly.“Thank you,” I replied, my voice softer than I intended. I tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear, pretending to look busy so they wouldn’t notice how lost I felt.Sylvara stirred within me, her voice a faint echo in my head. “You’re unusually quiet today.”I sighed inwardly. “I’m just tired.”“No,” she said gently, "you're uneasy.”I didn’t answer. She was right, I was uneasy. My body felt fine, but something deep in me was re
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty Eight Dylen’s POVKaela’s spell shimmered through the air, before it sank into her skin, making her doze off. Avelynne sighed in her sleep, her lashes trembling once before stilling again.“She won’t wake,” Kaela murmured.“I know,” I whispered. My voice was rough and tight in my throat. She lay there, half bathed in silver light, her chestnut hair spilling over the pillow like the remnants of dusk. Every breath she took dragged me deeper into ruin. I’d seen her fight, seen her bleed, seen her die once before—but this? Watching her sleep, fragile, untouched? That was what truly killed me.I moved closer. The scent of her was faint—moon lilies and warmth, something wild that made my control splinter. My fingers twitched, aching to touch. Her scent was still the same,it hadn't changed.“Ours.”Kaelith’s voice growled inside my head, feral and desperate.I shut my eyes, but it didn’t help. I could still see her,the delicate rise and fall of her chest, the curve of her lips that had once whispe
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His Queen,Their War
Alessia De Santis was born into a legacy, but bred for obedience.She had a dream of being a fashion designer but it was swept under the rug because she was promised since birth to the calm and perfect Marco Bellendi, her life was meant to be polished, controlled, and silent. But one wild night shattered everything, and her parents shipped her off to Italy to “straighten out.”
She expected lectures. She didn’t expect a secret marriage to the most feared mafia heir in the country,Lorenzo Vitale.
She never imagined her bodyguard would be her ex…her step uncle! Salvatore Vitale, Lorenzo’s cold, dominant elder brother… the man who once destroyed her family, and the only one who ever truly saw her.
As buried secrets ignite a deadly war, Alessia must choose: submit to the world she was born into, or burn it all down with the man who wants her body, her soul… and maybe her crown.
Two brothers. One obsession. A dream which she dreams to fufil.And a queen no one saw coming.
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty OneAlessia's POV The sound of the bell rang, snapping me out of my thoughts. Finally! School is over!I exhaled a long breath and packed up my sketchbook, slipping it carefully into my bag. The day had stretched on forever, my nerves tied up since that strange run-in earlier. Every time I blinked, I could still see him,tall, sleeves rolled, tattoos curling over his skin like shadows that had memorized his body.I shook my head hard. Stop it, Vittoria.The name still felt strange on my tongue, like wearing shoes that didn’t fit but pretending they did.I stepped out of the building, the golden hue of evening spilling over the courtyard. The moment I spotted Matteo’s car at the gate, relief washed through me. He leaned casually against the hood, arms crossed, dark hair slightly messy, eyes scanning the crowd until they landed on me.“Hey, you survived another day,” he teased as I approached.I rolled my eyes. “Barely.”He opened the car door for me with that quiet protectiveness that alwa
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty Salvatore's POV I hadn’t been outside in weeks. Maybe months. The walls of my penthouse had become my cage ever since I and Alessia disconnected.Every morning felt the same. Cold coffee. Empty room. Another plan to leave this mess that alcohol got me into…But today… Today felt different.The sun was out, not that I cared much for it. I didn’t believe in perfect days,not anymore. Still, something about this one made me step out. Maybe it was instinct. Maybe it was madness.Either way, I found myself standing before the gates of the university, surrounded by the noise of youth. It was filled with laughter, chatter and that restless energy of people who hadn’t yet learned what loss feels like.My men were scattered around, keeping their distance but close enough to act if I gave a sign. I told them not to draw attention. We were here to find someone, not scare a city.It’s been years since I last saw her and yet, the memory of her had refused to fade. It clung to me like the smoke from
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty Nine I stood up slowly, brushing bits of grass from my clothes and trying to steady my breathing. My heart still hammered like it hadn’t gotten the message that the danger was over. I looked around quickly, no more men in black suits, no more deadly glares, just the open field, the wind, and my very obvious panic.I turned to the glass window nearby and groaned out loud the second I caught my reflection. “Brava, genius,” I muttered, pushing a loose strand of blonde behind my ear. “You literally changed your entire look and forgot about it.”The girl staring back at me didn’t even look like Alessia De Santis anymore. She looked sharper, fiercer. The straight blonde hair with bangs, the ink trailing softly along her skin, even the glint in her eyes, that wasn’t the old me. So why on earth was I acting like her? Why did I run?I sighed while I shook my head, and decided to move before my luck ran out. I walked toward another part of the field. It was quieter and emptier then I quickly pulled
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty Eight My senses went completely blur as he turned to face me and I drank him in like I’d been starved.The sunlight caught against his rolled-up sleeves, the muscles beneath his tanned skin flexing slightly as he moved. Tattoos peeked from under his cuffs and they traced the length of his forearms. His white shirt was unbuttoned at the top, just two undone buttons… enough for me to see the faint lines of his chest.And God help me, he looked sinful.My breath hitched. My thoughts tangled. The pain from the fall was gone,all I could feel was his presence.His gaze slid down, slow and steady, until it landed on me. For a heartbeat, the world stood still.The man chasing me suddenly came into view behind me, panting, his steps slowing as he saw who stood before him. The moment his eyes landed on the man I’d bumped into, his face drained of color.He didn’t move at first. He just stood there, silent and calm, the kind of calm that made your blood run cold. One of Salvatore's hands slid lazily
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty Seven Days passed, and school had started to settle into a rhythm. Surprisingly, everything was going smoothly…smoother than I’d expected, actually. My classmates were… polite enough, some even trying to get closer, but I wasn’t interested in friends who only wanted to admire the “new me.” I had bigger things on my mind. Bigger things than gossip, whispers, and shallow smiles.The hallways still felt massive, filled with chatter and laughter, but I had learned how to navigate them. Gracefully and quietly, and most importantly, without tripping over the mess of people who didn’t matter.Francesca? She had completely disappeared. Not a trace, not a whispered insult, nothing. Almost suspiciously so. I didn’t dwell on it, if she wanted to avoid me, that was her choice. I had better things to do than waste energy on someone who had already been reduced to a ghost in my life.It was a warm afternoon, the sun casting gentle shadows across the school courtyard. I had escaped to the quieter end of
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty SixI glanced at the name inscribed on the building. Threads Of Sicily… Even the name made my pulse quicken. I hesitated at the heavy oak door, my fingers brushing the carved emblem of a needle crossed with a thread. A faint scent of lavender and fresh fabric drifted through the hall.I pushed the door open and stepped inside.Sunlight spilled through tall windows, catching on racks of partially finished gowns and bolts of fabric stacked like towers. Sketches adorned the walls, pinned with delicate gold clips. Mannequins posed in corners, draped in half‑formed dresses that seemed to pulse with possibility. A long table dominated the center, cluttered with colored pencils, measuring tapes, spools of thread, and jars of buttons that glinted like treasure. I swallowed hard. This wasn’t just a club. This was a world I could sink into, I thought my dreams had been thrown away but no,I am one step away from making it happen. Students were seated as if they were waiting for someone to arrive.I
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