Novels by Deeyah Writes

Ever's POVMy eyes raked over the outfit from head to toe in utter disbelief. Her blonde hair was also let down and unstyled, and I noticed she'd stripped herself of all jewelry.“Luna, why?...”“You must be surprised, right?” she beamed, like she'd accomplished something important. “Do you think this look could pass for an Omega? I just grabbed the closest hand-me-down I could get.” She let out a laugh, still puzzling me.“But why?” I asked her. “Is there somewhere you're going?”She turned and headed for the mirror, straightening her hair with the brush as she sat.“Did anyone see you come in?” she asked.“No,” I replied.“Anyone outside?” she followed with another question.“No. Is there something wrong?” I asked, brows raised. Her facial expressions were hard to read. I didn't know what to make of...this. My eyes scanned her outfit once again.“You know...” Rhaeya's voice cut through, still brushing her hair as she turned to me. “Since my arrival here, I've never gone past the Pac

Ever's POV My eyes shone as I jumped at her in excitement, partially wrapping her in a warm hug as I cautiously held the dishes. We both stilled, melting into the warmth of our embrace, like we could stay here forever and time could just keep going. I missed her so much. Her warmth, her scent. That smile that told me she definitely had a lot of gossip to share, I chuckled. We eventually broke free and I just stared at her, smiling. “What's it been now, years since we last saw?” she asked, teasing. “Even decades,” I said, and we both laughed. But it wasn't a lie, though. It felt like decades since we last saw. “Yes. As I was saying,” she pouted, crossing her arms. “You forgot all about me. Didn't even bother to come to the ranch.” She glared at me. I sighed, not knowing how to explain to her the twists and turns my life had officially taken. “I'm sorry,” I said, tugging at her arm as I made a face to ease her. She side-eyed me for a while, then eventually gave in. “Well,

Ever's POV:“He doesn't seem very... happy,” Zeke smiled at Rhaeya after Hagan stormed out. “Did I say something wrong?” he questioned sinisterly. “Or maybe...” His gaze turned to me, and I lowered my scrutinized eyes. “...I offended someone important to him?” he said, and a lump formed in my throat. Rhaeya's gaze turned to me.“We're highly honoured to have you at this breakfast, Alpha Zeke,” she said, her voice unusually filled with gloom. “But this is a breakfast table, not the right time to discuss politics and Pack affairs,” she said, and he smiled again.“Well...” he said, raising both hands in surrender. “You have my apology for that... Luna,” he offered.“Forgive our Alpha. He has the tendency to be bursting with ideas at rather unpleasant moments and not when he's actually called upon to give them,” Abe apologized, his eyes shooting daggers at Zeke.“I always knew you were a meathead, brother. I'm not surprised,” Aya said, happily chewing down her food.My gaze moved towards

Hagan's POVMy eyes didn't leave her for even one second as they followed her every movement.What... what was she doing with Rhaeya?Our eyes met a couple of times, but she looked away just as quickly as our gazes crossed.Rhaeya stood behind the chair at my side, which was between Zeke and me. She avoided my gaze the entire time. She stood still for a while like she was expecting me to say something, and when I didn't, she cleared her throat, gesturing to the chair as our eyes met.Did she not like the chair? Or maybe... she didn't want to sit beside me. I wouldn't blame her if she didn't.“Would you like the chair to be changed?” I blurted.All eyes turned to us and she facepalmed, groaning.Zeke got up, strode to her, and pulled out the chair. My eyes shut closed in embarrassment. Ever had overridden my focus to the extent that I no longer knew what I was doing. I barely paid attention to what was going on.Rhaeya sat down, shooting me death stares as she adjusted her dress.Ever

Hagan's POVMy conversation with Elder Owen last night replayed in my head as I sat silently at the dining table.“So you're saying most Alphas keep mistresses either way. Luna or not?” I asked.“Yes. It's very much normal,” he said, clutching his robe. “But may I ask why you're asking this particularly?” He raised a brow. “You don't strike me as the type to keep mistresses. Or do you plan to?” he asked.I stared down silently for a while, letting the question sink in. I wanted so badly to make Ever Luna and make everyone know she was mine. My mate. But I couldn't. For her safety and mine, we couldn't. So maybe this wasn't such a bad idea to try. Make her my mistress first. Then maybe announcing her as Luna wouldn't seem so hard anymore.And at least then… we wouldn't need to hide our intimate affairs anymore.“Are you?” Elder Owen asked again, seeing as I was lost in thought.“I honestly don't know,” I sighed.“Do you have anyone particular in mind?” he asked, and my mind replayed th

Ever's POVMy eyes widened at her request.“But Luna, I have to stay here. To make sure everything goes well,” I tried to argue.“You don't need to. Mila can handle it. You can, right, Mila?” She gestured to Mila, who nodded in approval.Even with the misunderstanding cleared up, I still didn't feel like facing Hagan. These days, it felt like every time we met, the more we became strangers. It felt like every day, I slowly realized I probably never knew him. And facing him reminded me of that harsh truth. I clenched my fists, summoning courage. I wasn't going to cower all my life just because of Hagan.“Okay,” I told Rhaeya. I took a couple of the serving trays filled with food as I trailed behind her.Surprisingly, she didn't take the hall to the dining room. Instead, she cut towards the garden. Had she forgotten where the dining hall was? Wasn't she just coming from there?“Um, Luna. The dining hall's that way,” I called her attention.“I’m aware,” she let out, and I furrowed my bro