Romans de Author METG

As I stood there, the sound of a chair being moved caught my attention, and then Alpha Alek's voice filled the air. Yet, amidst his words, an undeniable sensation washed over me—his voice was irresistibly alluring.He had been talking for what felt like an eternity, and the elevator remained silent, its doors never parting. But then, finally, I heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps, followed by the frantic voice of someone I hoped to never hear again, filled with terror and desperation.“Where is he? Is it real? Am I really a dad? Where is he? Why didn’t anyone let me know I was a father?!””Deiniol was here, and our son was not. In that moment, a wave of reality crashed over me, and I could hear the female officer who had been my anchor in this storm moving towards him, her voice steady and commanding as she shout.“Please, take a moment to breathe. I need you to stay right there, or I may have to take more serious action.”Her words anchored me, yet I felt a heavy weight in my c

Knowing this month marked the beginning of my freedom, I should have felt nothing but joy. Instead, the thought of it terrified me. The idea that my life could actually be better than it used to be—that I could live without chains—was almost too much to believe.Walking out of the courthouse with the final copy of my divorce papers clutched in my hand, I closed the car door and sat there in silence, staring at the world beyond the windshield. Tonight should have been a celebration. The other single women I knew from my job were already planning drinks and laughter, urging me to join them.But I didn’t feel like it. Not tonight.For one thing, they were all human. And I wasn’t. Even without a wolf of my own, I still carried wolf blood in my veins. I could drink stronger than they ever could, my body built to endure. And yet, I’d been so careful these past years, so cautious, that I didn’t even know anymore if this constant restraint was saving me… or slowly driving me insane.My though

Not being able to fall back asleep, I dragged myself out of bed and slipped into a simple dress, pulling on my slippers and tugging my hoodie over it to match my jacket. It wasn’t fancy, but it was me.I’ve always loved my punk look—dark clothes, sharp edges, the kind of style that tells the world I don’t care what it thinks of me. And even as an adult, I wouldn’t change it for anyone. But as I stared at my reflection, all I could think about was the changes I couldn’t control. The ones that had already begun.No one knew my deepest secret. No one knew why I couldn’t just wait for the day I’d meet my wolf. The truth? I had no wolf of my own.Both of my parents had been fated mates, but fate wasn’t enough to save them. My father died of lung cancer when I was only five, he was a product of wolves who were not fated, and my mother remarried soon after. That left me—the unwanted reminder, the daughter of her first mate. The mistake. The disappointment.As I grew older, it became harder t

Starting the car after dropping off the divorce papers today, I saw my mom waiting with the moving truck, ready to take me to my new home. My new life.The restraining order would be in effect soon, and I knew the moment he found out I was leaving, his hatred would burn hotter than ever. He’d already broken my leg last month—what more proof did I need that he was never going to change? That he would rather destroy me than ever love me?I had no desire to stay tied to a man who hurt me. I deserved better than that. I could work for myself, side by side with my mom and siblings. I had my customer service job, and the blessing that I could do it from home. I wasn’t helpless. I wasn’t his prisoner anymore.Looking back, maybe the signs had always been there. I was the one who had asked him to marry me. He struggled for two years to propose, and he never did. I finally forced the question, desperate for a promise that should have come willingly. That’s when I should have realized he wasn’t