Chapter: Between two hottiesTHEODORE'S POVI didn't wait for him to answer. I turned and stormed down the corridor, needing to put as much distance between us as possible. My heart was still racing, and I could feel the anger building inside me all over again."Theodore, wait!"I ignored him and kept walking, but his footsteps grew louder behind me. Before I could get any farther, his hand closed around my arm.I spun around and jerked away from him. "Don't touch me!""Can you just listen to me for once?" he demanded, his frustration evident. "What must I do to make you forgive me? Tell me what you want, Theodore. I'll do it.""Nothing!" I snapped. "I don't want anything from you. Just stay away from me!"I turned away, refusing to give him another opportunity to argue with me. I could still hear him behind me, but I didn't stop. I couldn't. If I stayed there any longer, I knew we'd only end up saying things neither of us could take back.And I was already struggling to deal with what had happened.My fingers br
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Chapter: Stay away from meEVANDER'S POV "I was concerned about you," I repeated, stepping closer. "Theodore, please listen—" "Don't!" He raised a hand, stopping me. "I don't want another excuse, Evander. Just stop apologizing because I'm tired of hearing it!" "I have every reason to be cautious after what happened to you. I'm only trying to protect you." "Protect me from what? Walking around my own home?" He laughed bitterly. "You know what? Just leave me alone!" "Theodore—" "We have a baby together, so what?!" he shouted, his voice echoing through the corridor. "That's all we have, Evander! Nothing else! So stop acting like we're suddenly something more!" I stared at him, stunned by how easily he'd dismissed everything between us. "Go back to the way you treated me before all this happened!" he continued. "Pretend I don't exist! You were very good at that before, weren't you?" His words hurt more than I wanted to admit, and I felt my own temper rising. "I never pretended you didn't exist, T
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Chapter: Play dumbEVANDER'S POVNight had fallen over the capital, but repair crews were still working on the sections of the palace damaged during Odan's attack. I was heading back to my quarters when I decided to check on Oliver.As I approached his room, his parents stepped out into the corridor. They looked tired, but his mother smiled when she saw me."General!" she said, taking my hand. "Thank you for bringing our son home. I don't know what we would have done if we'd lost him."Oliver's father bowed his head. "We're grateful for everything you've done, General.""You don't need to thank me," I assured them. "How is Oliver doing?""Much better," his mother replied. "His heat is finally coming down. There are still occasional spikes, but the doctors believe it should be over by tomorrow.""That's good news. Has he been able to rest?""Yes, he's sleeping now. Lauren has been taking good care of him."I nodded, relieved to hear that Oliver was recovering."Let him know I came by. I'll visit when he'
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Chapter: A private matter"Are you suggesting I should seek my son's permission before making decisions concerning the royal family?" "I'm suggesting that you speak to him." The King stared at me for a moment before letting out a short laugh. "You've become rather sentimental since bringing him home." "Perhaps, Your Majesty. But Theodore nearly died, and he's still recovering from what happened in that laboratory. He needs time." "Time for what? To invent another reason to defy me?" "Time to recover. Time to spend with his son. And time to decide whether he's ready to marry me." Madina picked up another report, apparently considering the conversation finished. "The wedding will proceed as announced. Theodore will attend, and you will fulfill your duties. Is there anything else?" I remained standing. "Yes, Your Majesty." He looked up, visibly irritated. "Then speak." "I think you should reconsider how you've been treating Theodore and Queen Elena." His eyes narrowed. "Be careful, General." "I mea
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Chapter: Being told what to doEVANDER'S POVThe nursery door slid shut behind me, and I headed toward the throne room. I had barely made it halfway down the corridor when I found myself thinking about Theodore again.He hadn't taken the news of our wedding well, and I couldn't blame him. After everything Morton had put him through, the last thing he needed was another person making decisions about his life.But what worried me most was how quiet he'd become toward the end of our conversation. Theodore had always been stubborn, and I knew that look well enough to recognize when he was planning something.If he decided to leave the palace, I doubted the guards would be able to stop him. He knew the security arrangements almost as well as I did, and there were enough private transport routes around the capital for him to disappear before anyone noticed.I stopped walking and took out my comm-link."Moris, come in.""General?" His voice came through almost immediately. "Is something wrong with the perimeter?""No. I n
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Chapter: A name for the babyTHEODORE'S POVI stared down at him.Evander, the great General, the man my father had always held up as proof of everything I wasn't, was on his knees on my floor, holding the hem of my robe like a child.I had imagined this a thousand times as a boy. I had imagined him broken, humbled, begging.It didn't feel the way I thought it would."Get up," I said."Theodore...""Get up, Evander."He rose slowly, and he didn't look away. His eyes were red. I looked away first."There's something you should know," I said. "My father called me to the throne room this morning. He told me that the moment you return, preparations for our wedding begin. To make the child legal and recognised."Evander went very still."I didn't know," he said hoarsely. "I swear it.""I know you didn't." I turned toward the window so he couldn't see my face. "Nobody asked me either."Neither of us spoke. The baby shifted in the crib and let out a small, sleepy sound."May I?" Evander asked quietly.I turned. He was l
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Driven To Obsession
“Get down on your knees,” I command. “prove you're not affected by me, Or I press send and post this recording to every sports journalist in Europe before you can say jackpot.”
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Derek Hawk has always hated one thing, and that's the image Aleks Mcray portrays: the perfect, untouchable, old-money Formula 1 champion.
Derek spent his whole life fighting for a seat on the grid, while Aleks was born for it. So when their team locks them in an isolated Swiss chalet to fix their public feud, Derek intends to make his rival's life miserable.
Instead, he walks into Aleks’s room and catches him groaning his name.
Armed with the secret, Derek finally has the leverage to ruin the ice prince. He demands complete submission, planning to break Aleks’s pride once and for all.
What Derek doesn't realize is that Aleks has been secretly obsessed with him for years. Getting forced to his knees isn't a punishment, it's everything Aleks has ever wanted.
What starts as revenge quickly turns into a dirty, addictive secret neither driver can walk away from, blurring the line until hatred and obsession look exactly the same.
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Chapter: 33: I'm the victimDEREK'S POV My phone buzzes while I'm sitting in the driver's room, scrolling through messages I have no interest in answering. I almost ignore it, assuming it's another notification from the team, until I notice the unfamiliar number on my screen. I open the message, and my stomach drops. It's a photograph of me entering Aleks's private trailer late at night. The angle is clear enough to show my face and the entrance. Whoever took it knew exactly what they were looking for. A second message comes through. - Nice composition, Hawk. Shame if the press gallery got a closer look at your late-night habits. Let's talk tomorrow morning before media day. - I stare at the screen, my thumb hovering over the photograph. Aiden. I can't prove it's him, but the smug, calculated approach is familiar. He's been watching us, waiting for something he can use, and now he's found it. I zoom in on the picture, checking the background and the angle. Whoever took it was close enough to get a
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Chapter: 32: Sour winnerAleks's POV The team's celebration is already in full swing by the time I get changed and make my way into the hospitality unit. Someone has cranked the music up, the mechanics are still in their race suits with champagne dripping from their sleeves, and Gunnar is standing on a chair, announcing a one-two finish to anyone who will listen. I accept a hug from Andrew, a clap on the back from Marcus, and a plastic cup of something that's mostly foam, and I smile in all the right places, though part of me is still sitting in my cockpit, replaying Brooklands. Derek is across the room, surrounded by half the garage, with a bottle in one hand and Mandy hanging off his shoulder. He's grinning, the same obnoxious grin he's been wearing since the podium, and I wait for him to catch my eye and send me the smug, triumphant look I've already prepared a reply for. I'm ready for it. I almost want it. It never comes. He glances toward me once, and then something changes in his face and he looks
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Chapter: 31: Aiden KnowsDEREK'S POV The media pen behind the media center is packed with journalists, microphones, and flashing cameras. I stand in front of them with my cap pulled low, wearing the professional smile our PR team insists makes me look approachable. "Derek! How does it feel to win at Silverstone?" "You and Aleks made contact on lap thirty. Was that intentional?" "Is the tension between you two finally getting out of control?" I resist the urge to roll my eyes. "Winning at Silverstone feels great. The team worked hard, and we got a one-two finish. As for the contact, we were both fighting for position. That's racing." "But surely the team isn't happy about two teammates nearly taking each other out?" "Well, neither of us ended up in the barriers, did we?" A few journalists laugh, and I give them another smile. I answer the remaining questions about race strategy and tyre management, but my mind keeps drifting back to Aleks. More specifically, the furious look he gave me aft
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Chapter: 30: A stubborn bastardThree days laterDEREK'S POVI sit in pole position, gripping the steering wheel as I stare at the five red lights above the starting grid.The air over Silverstone is thick, while the roar of twenty engines drowns out everything else. Right beside me is Aleks, sitting in an identical team car.We've spent the entire qualifying session fighting over fractions of a second, and I've beaten him to pole by barely a tenth.Naturally, the arrogant bastard spent the rest of yesterday acting like he'd personally done me a favor by letting me win.Well, he'll have plenty of time to admire my rear wing today."Alright, Derek," Marcus says through my earpiece. "Good launch, clean first corner. Don't get dragged into anything stupid.""No promises." I smirk inside my helmet."Derek, I'm serious.""So am I."The first red light comes on, followed by the second.I tighten my grip, holding the throttle steady as the remaining lights illuminate.Three.Four.Five.The lights go out.I release the clu
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Chapter: 29: I'm not a womanI climb back onto the bed, and Derek reaches under the pillow and pulls out a second, flatter box. He drops it on my stomach without a word."Take the top off. Wear that instead."Inside is a bra in the same bright pink lace as the panties, thin-strapped and almost weightless. I pull the crop top over my head and fumble with the clasp until Derek makes an impatient sound, turns me around by the shoulders, and fastens it himself, his knuckles brushing my spine. When I turn back, he stares at my chest like it's the only thing in the room.That's when the doubt creeps in. A bra and panties. Is that what this is, Derek trying to turn me into a woman so he can keep pretending he isn't gay? The thought sits in my stomach like a stone, but then I see the way his eyes drop to my cock straining the pink lace, and the hunger on his face has nothing to do with a woman.He lets out a little growly sound, hips rocking to rub his cock against the soft lace covering my junk. He uses his nose to nudg
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Chapter: 28: Walk like a modelAleks's POVThere's a small black box sitting in the middle of Derek's bed when I walk in, tied with a ribbon, and Derek is standing by the window with his arms crossed and his eyes fixed on anything but me. He nods at the box and says, in a voice that's trying very hard to be casual, "Open it."I lift the lid and look at what's inside.Black lace. A bra with thin straps and delicate cups, and a matching pair of briefs folded neatly beneath it. I stand there holding the lid for a long moment, because I've been braced for every kind of humiliation Derek could invent, but this one hadn't crossed my mind."What is this?""What does it look like?""A threat." I glance up at him, keeping my face blank. "Is this part of the blackmail?""Yes." He says it too quickly, and then clears his throat. "Put it on."I should be offended and tell him exactly what he can do with his lace, and a part of me wonders if that's the point, if he's waiting for me to refuse so he can watch me squirm. But when
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Chapter: Between me an and my throneEVANDER'S POVCold was the first thing I felt.Then the pain, a dull, grinding ache that spread through my ribs and down my left arm. My head swam. Somewhere nearby, a steady chime counted the seconds."Oxygen at six percent," my suit announced.My eyes snapped open.I was drifting. Twisted plates of armor spun slowly past my visor, trailing sparks and frozen mist. Beyond them, the black void glittered, and below me, the planet turned, small and blue and far away.I was alive.I didn't know how. The blast should have vaporized me. But I could still move my fingers, still taste copper from where I'd bitten my tongue, and I was still breathing.Theodore, I thought. Our son.I reached for the thought like a rope and pulled."Come on," I rasped. "Move."My thrusters sputtered, caught, and held. I steadied myself, scanned the wreckage, and found what I was looking for: the dark, broken hulk of Odan's flagship, its command deck torn open like a split fruit. No lights, no heat signatures and
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Chapter: Thank You For Reading To The End!To my amazing readers, We have officially reached the end of Eilis and Raven’s story! When I first started writing this book, I knew their journey wouldn't be easy. They went through so much pain, deception, and heartbreak to finally reach the peace they deserved. Writing their healing—and getting to see them build a real family with Lysander and Amias—has meant the absolute world to me. Thank you so much for sticking with them through every twist, turn, and emotional high and low. Your comments, support, and love for these characters kept me motivated every step of the way. I couldn't have finished this book without you. A huge shoutout to everyone who continuously dropped votes and boosted this book on the rankings! Your dedication blew me away throughout this entire story. Thank you for showering Eilis, Raven, and me with so much support—you guys are the best! While Eilis and Raven’s story is complete, this isn't the end of our journey together. Don't forget to drop your final
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Chapter: Chapter 178: Our FamilyThe doors of the council hall were already propped wide open, the loud hum of voices spilling out into the corridor long before we even reached the threshold. Five years ago, walking down this hallway meant bracing for tension, cold stares, and the bitter reek of old hostility. Now, everything was different. I no longer wondered if anyone liked me. I knew my place now, and that was beside Eilis and being the king's consort.Eilis walked beside proud, holding Amias securely against his hip, while Lysander marched two steps ahead of us, puffing his little chest out as if he were leading a regiment into battle."Announcing the King and the King's Consort," the guard at the entrance called out, his voice echoing.The room fell quiet for a brief second, but it wasn't the terrified silence of the past. Coven elders in green robes sat right next to wolf commanders in leather armor, unrolling maps across the long table. King Nicholas sat in a high-backed armchair by the hearth, looking rela
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Chapter: Chapter 177: The Little Wolve And The Little WitchRaven The morning sun warmed the floor of the playroom. Four years had passed since the war ended, and the palace was now full of the non-stop noise of two growing boys. Amias sat on the rug by the fireplace, his big green eyes fixed on a small carved wooden bird in his hand. His blonde curls fell over his forehead as he focused hard, sticking the tip of his tongue out. With a little gasp, a tiny spark of green light popped from his fingers, making the bird hop an inch on the rug. He was quiet and liked to watch things. "Amias, look!" A loud crash shook the room. Lysander sprinted across the playroom, his bright gold eyes—just like Eilis’s—shining with wild excitement. Lysander looked just like his dad, right down to the stubborn streak that kept the castle guards running around all day. Before I could say a word, Lysander jumped off a pile of pillows and landed right next to his brother, knocking over a tower of wooden blocks. "Lysander, stop!" Amias cried, pulling h
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Chapter: Chapter 176: Together againI handed Lysander and Amias over to Calani, watching her settle them in before I walked back down the quiet corridor alone.Eilis was standing in his usual spot across from my door, leaning against the wall with his hands shoved deep into his pockets. The moment he heard my footsteps, his head snapped up. I unlatched my door and stepped inside, leaving it wide open behind me."Calani has the boys," I said softly, turning back to look at him. "Come inside, Eilis."He froze for a second, looking like he couldn't quite believe the words. Then he pushed off the wall and walked in, stopping just past the threshold as the door swung shut."Sit down," I told him, walking over to the small sofa by the fire.He didn't argue. He sat on the very edge, back stiff, hands pressed tightly between his knees.I sat beside him, closing the distance between us until our arms brushed. "Do you think you deserve my forgiveness?" I said, looking right into his eyes. Eilis swallowed hard, his voice thick.
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Chapter: chapter 175: Waiting on youThe main hall was louder than it had been in months. Long wooden tables stretched across the room, piled high with roasted meats, warm bread, and dark ale. .The King had called a celebration for Amias and Lysander's one-month milestone.I sat near the head of the high table, holding Lysander against my chest while Amias rested quietly in a woven cradle by my knee. Aria sat to my left, keeping a watchful eye on the crowd, while Calani fussed over the dishes nearby.Across the wide table sat Eilis.I stared down at the dark wine in my cup, watching the reflection of the torchlight ripple across the surface as the King began to speak.It was funny, really. The witches had incorporated so quickly, getting accepted with an ease that made it feel as if they had never been hunted down in the first place. They moved through the lower halls, spoke at the council tables, and shared bread at our feasts.Of course, it wasn't perfect. There were still wolves who had trouble looking past the magic
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