Novels by VID

XARION'S POVI scrub a hand over my face, frustration building inside me until it feels like I'm going to explode."Maybe I need to give her space," I murmur, the words heavy. "Not from the twins. Never from the twins. But from… me."It hurts to even think about it.But maybe that's what she needs.Maybe if I back off and stop pushing, stop trying so hard, she'll realize what she's missing.Or maybe she won't.And that thought is the one that kills me.Because what if stepping back is the final nail in the coffin?What if she takes my absence as confirmation that I've given up?That I don't care anymore?I don't know.I don't know what the right move is anymore.And now?Now I'm starting to wonder if I'm just fooling myself.Maybe she's never going to forgive me. Maybe the damage I caused is too deep, too permanent, to ever truly heal.And the worst part?The realization that maybe we can't get back together hurts worse than anything else.Because I want her. Goddess, I want her so b

XARION'S POVI'm clenching the steering wheel so hard my knuckles have turned white, my jaw clenched so tight it throbs, and I can't stop replaying what just happened.The way Megan looked at me this morning.Like I was something she regretted. Like I was a mistake she needed to erase as quickly as possible.The memory stings worse than anything I've felt in a long time, and I can't shake it no matter how hard I try.I drive aimlessly through the city without really paying attention to where I'm going, my mind too consumed with the mess I just left behind.Last night was… perfect.I didn't think she'd let me touch her like that. Didn't think she'd let me in, even for a moment.But she did.She let me kiss her. Feel her. Love her the way I've been dying to for four damn years.And for the first time in forever, I actually felt like maybe, just maybe, we had a chance.But this morning?This morning she looked at me like I was the enemy.Like I'd done something unforgivable by being ther

MEGAN'S POVXarion stares at me for a long moment, his jaw clenching, and then he swings his legs over the side of the bed, standing slowly."Did I do something wrong?" he asks quietly, his voice choked. "Because if I did, just tell me, Megan. Don't shut me out like this again.""What happened between us last night wasn't supposed to happen, Xarion," I respond firmly, refusing to meet his eyes."What do you mean it wasn't supposed to happen?" he steps closer. "We both wanted it, Megan. We made love. We…""Don't," I cut him off, my heart squeezing at his words. "Don't call it that.""Then what would you call it?" he challenges, his voice gaining an edge. "Because that's what it was. We both felt it. We both wanted each other. You can't just pretend…""I don't want to have this conversation, Xarion," I shut him down again, my voice trembling now. "I don't want these long talks or explanations or whatever you think this is. I just want you to leave. Before the twins see you here again."

MEGAN'S POVI wake up slowly, my body warm and pleasantly sore in ways I haven't felt in years.For a brief, blissful moment, I just lie there with my eyes still closed, enjoying the sensation.I feel… good.Really good.My muscles are relaxed, my skin feels soft against the sheets, and there's this gentle warmth wrapped around me like a cocoon.But then the memory hits me like a tidal wave.Last night.Xarion.His hands on my body. His mouth on mine. The way he touched me, worshiped me, made me feel things I swore I'd never feel for him again.The way I let him.No.The way I begged him.My eyes snap open, and reality crashes down on me with brutal clarity.Oh goddess.What the hell did I do?My heart starts pounding, panic pressing down on my chest as I turn my head slowly to the side, almost afraid of what I'm going to see.And there he is.Xarion.Sleeping peacefully beside me, his chest rising and falling in slow, steady breaths, his face relaxed and unguarded in a way I haven't

MEGAN'S POVI should say yes.I should push him away and tell him this was a mistake.But the word that comes out of my mouth is completely different."N-no," I whisper, my voice shy and reluctant and so quiet I barely hear it myself.But he hears it.And the smile that crosses his face is devastating."Good," he murmurs, and then his mouth is on mine again, even more intense than before.His hands explore my body now, no longer just massaging but possessing, tracing down my sides, over my hips, pulling me even closer.I feel his fingers at the zipper of my dress, and I should stop him.I really should.But instead, I arch into his touch, silently giving him permission, and he takes it.The zipper slides down slowly, carefully, and the cool air hits my bare skin as the dress falls away.I'm left in just my bra and panties, both of which are probably embarrassingly obvious evidence of how turned on I am, and I should feel vulnerable.But I don't.I feel powerful.Desired.Wanted.My ha

MEGAN'S POVXarion's hands keep moving, slowly and deliberately, working out the tension in my shoulders, and I'm completely falling apart.My panties are absolutely soaked at this point.Not just damp. Soaked.I can feel the wetness pooling between my thighs, and I press them together harder, trying desperately to ignore the throbbing ache building there.This is ridiculous.It's just a massage.Just his hands on my shoulders.There's no reason I should be this turned on from something so innocent.Except it doesn't feel innocent anymore.Not with the way his fingers are pressing into my skin, firm and knowing, like he's memorized every knot, every tense muscle, every place that makes me want to melt.I should tell him to stop.I should thank him politely, tell him I'm fine now, and send him on his way.My mouth opens, the words right there on the tip of my tongue."Xarion, I think that's…"But they don't come out.Instead, I just sit there like an idiot, my lips parted uselessly, my

SONYA'S POVReign spends the next few hours turning his estate into a war room.Maps are spread across the dining table. Warriors come and go, reporting on security measures and patrol routes. Landon calls from the hospital, still weak but alive, offering tactical advice that Reign scribbles down like his life depends on it.Which, let's be honest, it probably does.I'm sitting on the couch, watching this unfold, when Phoebe bursts through the door like a hurricane in designer jeans."Okay, what the actual fuck?" She spots me and rushes over. "You get kidnapped, mate-bonded, and nearly killed, and I have to hear about it from pack gossip? We need to have a serious talk about communication, babe.""It's been a busy twelve hours, Phoebe.""Clearly." She plops down beside me, eyeing the chaos around us. "So, you're mated to the scary Alpha now, huh? How's that working out?""Ask me when we're not planning to confront his father about a massive conspiracy.""Fair." She leans closer, lower

SONYA'S POV"All staged," Derek's smile is bitter. "They worked perfectly. You ran straight to Reign like a good little omega, signed his contract, started getting close to him exactly as planned.""Except Reign and I are true mates." I let that sink in. "You didn't account for that, did you?""No." Derek's knuckles turn white against the bars. “The mate bond wasn't supposed to be real, Sonya. You were supposed to be compatible enough to break the curse, but not... not this. Not true mates.""Must have really screwed up your plans.""You have no idea." He leans his forehead against the bars. "Everything would have worked if I hadn't gotten so distracted and you two hadn't bonded. The curse would have remained unstable, and I would have finally gotten the recognition I deserved.""By stealing power that was never yours to take.""It should have been mine!" Derek slams his palm against the bars, making me flinch. "I'm a Savage too, Sonya! I deserve that power just as much as Reign does!

SONYA'S POVI find myself standing outside Derek's holding cell before I fully process the decision to come here.Reign is upstairs coordinating with his warriors, planning tonight's confrontation with Alpha Garrick. He thinks I'm resting in our room, processing everything. And I will be, after I get the answers I need.That's why I snuck down here to the holding cells to face the man who spent six years manipulating me.Probably not my smartest decision.But I need this. I need to look Derek in the eye now that I have all the facts, now that I'm not at gunpoint or in survival mode. I need to take back some of the power he stole from me with his lies.The guard at the cell block entrance recognizes me immediately and steps aside without question. Being the Alpha's mate apparently comes with certain privileges."Third cell on the left," he says. "Holler if you need anything."I nod and make my way down the corridor, my footsteps echoing off concrete walls. The holding cells are cleaner

SONYA'S POV"Anything you need to say, you can say in front of my mate," Reign says immediately, his arm sliding around my waist possessively.Brittany's eyes widen as she hears that. "Your mate? Since when?""Since last night. Long story." I gently ease out of Reign's arms. "What's this about, Brittany?""Derek's been lying to everyone. About everything." She pulls out her phone with shaky hands. "I found this on his laptop. He didn't know I had his password."She shows us a folder full of documents. Plans. Communications with Zane. Financial records showing money changing hands.And photos. Dozens of photos of me. Some from years ago, back in high school. Some recent."He's been obsessed with you since high school," Brittany says, tears streaming down her face. "But not in a romantic way. He kept notes. Plans. Ways to manipulate you. Ways to use your feelings for him."My stomach turns.I can’t believe it goes this deep."Why are you showing me this?""Because I'm pregnant." Brittan

SONYA'S POVI should tell him to stop. Should maintain some distance while we figure out this forced mate bond situation.But I don't want distance.I want him. I want to feel something other than the crushing betrayal Derek left behind. Want to remember what it's like to be desired by someone who actually sees me."Don't stop," I breathe.He captures my mouth in a searing kiss, his hand sliding between my thighs. But instead of touching me where I need him most, he traces lazy patterns on my inner thighs, deliberately avoiding my aching core."Reign," I whimper against his lips. "Please...""Please what?" His fingers dance closer, then retreat again. "Use your words, little omega.""Touch me. I need you to touch me.""Where?" He's torturing me now, his fingers stroking everywhere except where I'm desperate for him. "Here?" He brushes my outer lips through the growing wetness, making me buck against his hand."Yes, fuck, yes...""So impatient." But his fingers finally slide through my

SONYA'S POVI slowly open my eyes, squinting against the soft light filtering through the window, only to realize I'm in Reign's bed with absolutely no memory of how I got there.I'm wearing one of his shirts and nothing else, which is concerning but also... not entirely unwelcome?Goddess, I'm a mess.Just then, yesterday's events come crashing back like a tidal wave.The kidnapping. Zane. Ravenna's dark magic burning through my veins.And Derek.Derek pointing a gun at me.Derek admitting he never cared.Derek revealing that six years, six entire years of what I thought was friendship, connection, maybe even love, was nothing but calculated manipulation.My chest tightens, and suddenly I can't breathe.‘You were always just a means to an end, Sonya. The pathetic little omega with a crush. So easy to manipulate.'The words echo in my head, each one like a knife twisting deeper in my heart.Goddess… I was so stupid. So blind.How did I not see it? How did I spend six years building fa