Novels by Ozzy Man Solace

CHAPTER 41: Whispers Of TreasonBoyce’s POV I stared at the face of my watch, waiting for the second hand to sweep past the twelve. My sentry shift outside the royal quarters felt like a slow form of torture today.My enhanced werewolf hearing picked up every sound coming from the bedroom behind me and my stomach twisted into tight knots with every noise.I leaned my shoulder against the stone wall and closed my eyes as another muffled moan echoed through the wooden door.Ilyana was in there.The wet slapping noises of skin hitting skin mixed with the animalistic growls of the Alpha King and my blood boiled as the sounds painted a vivid picture in my mind.She had looked right at me in the corridor earlier, acting like an innocent victim only to end up spreading her legs for the king again ten minutes later.The sound of approaching boots pulled my attention down the hall as Marcus stopped in front of me, resting his hand on his sword hilt.“Shift is over,” Marcus stated, tilting his

CHAPTER 40: Alone With The Alpha KingIlyana’s POV One second I was about to confront the Alpha King for declaring me his mate on live Tv, the next his mouth was on mine so hot and demanding with my brain just… short-circuiting as his hands gripped my waist, pulling me against that solid wall of muscle.I shoved at his chest hard. “Get off me!”He didn’t budge. The guy was built like a tank and twice as stubborn. I pushed again, twisting with my heart pounding while heat burned low in my stomach and my nipples tightened under the thin tank top. I hated that.. I hated how good it felt even while I was trying to fight him off.Then he felt it.. the way I went stiff and the way my hands stopped pushing and just pressed flat against him instead.Atlas pulled back like I’d burned him.He stared down at me with his chest rising fast with eyes dark. “Ilyana...”I didn’t let him finish. My palm cracked across his cheek so hard the sound echoed and we both froze.His head turned with the sla

CHAPTER 39: The Anchor and the StormIlyana’s POV A collective gasp washed through the courtyard, shattering the morning quiet before a chaotic explosion of noise followed. The reporters shoved against the iron barricades as they screamed questions and waved recording devices in the air while a blinding wave of camera flashes erupted from every angle.“Is the royal bloodline compromised?” a man in a grey suit shouted as he pointed his microphone toward the stage.“When did the Alpha King take a mate?” a woman yelled from the front row. “Is she a noble from the eastern territories?”The Queen immediately stepped up to the podium and raised both hands to cut off the escalating frenzy. “The press conference is concluded,” the Queen announced as she motioned for the perimeter guards to form a physical wall between the media and the wooden stage. “The Alpha King has further duties to attend to.”Atlas did not let go of me. He kept his large hand wrapped securely around my waist as he gu

CHAPTER 38: Live On AirIlyana’s POV I stood in the shadow of the stone archway, bouncing Jasmine gently on my hip while the lower courtyard erupted into a chaotic circus. Over fifty reporters from across the seven packs crowded against the iron barricades. They shouted over each other and shoved large camera lenses toward the wooden podium, acting like a pack of starved dogs fighting over a scrap of meat. I found the whole display exhausting.“Keep the center aisle clear,” Beta Corwin ordered from the front of the stage as he pushed a persistent photographer back behind the velvet rope. “Anyone who crosses the line gets thrown out of the gates.”“Are they always this loud?” I asked, looking over at the Queen standing beside me.“They smell blood in the water, Ilyana,” the Queen replied. She adjusted the cuffs of her dark coat and kept her posture perfectly rigid. “The rumors of my son’s illness have circulated for weeks. And they want to see him fall apart on live television.”“He

CHAPTER 37: Friends and SecretsIlyana’s POVI marched down the quiet hallway toward my quarters, my cheeks burning with annoyance and disbelief. The man was an absolute menace. I had literally just walked out of the infirmary, still recovering from a silver bullet wound and spent my energy producing three full bottles of milk for him only to be barked at like a stray dog. He did not even say thank you. He just snatched the crate, gulped the milk down like a wild beast and then had the nerve to glare at me as if I was the intruder. He was a creep and a thoroughly ungrateful one at that.I pushed open the door to my room, unbuttoned my collar and sank onto the edge of the mattress with a heavy sigh.A gentle knock rattled the doorframe a few minutes later, making me sit up straight. A young palace guard stepped into the threshold, resting his hand on his belt as he bowed his head politely.“Excuse me, Miss Ilyana,” the guard announced. “You have a visitor waiting in the lower courtya

CHAPTER 36: The Milk MonsterAtlas’s POV“Look at you,” the voice hissed from the dark corners of my mind, dripping with cold and venomous mockery. “The great Alpha King, cowering behind a locked door like a terrified child, begging a woman for a cup of milk.”I slammed my fists onto the desk, my claws extending and gouging deep trenches into the wood as I struggled to catch my breath. Sweat rolled down my neck and soaked through my shirt, my vision blurring as red spots danced across my eyes.“You are weak,” the voice taunted again, louder this time, echoing off the inside of my skull like a striking hammer. “You are a pathetic excuse for a leader. A real Alpha takes what he wants and tears his enemies to pieces but you sit here whimpering while your territory rots from the inside.”“Shut up,” I growled aloud, clutching the sides of my head and pacing the floorboards like a caged predator. “Just shut up.”“You need her,” the monster scoffed, its claws scraping against my subconscious

CHAPTER 32: Three Steps ForwardElodie's POVA few days after the accident the hospital sounds had become familiar. The beeping, the soft shuffle of nurses in the hallway and the distant roll of a cart. The pain was still there but it no longer swallowed everything the way it had right after surgery. I could bend my fingers more easily now and could sit a little higher against the pillows without the room spinning. Food stayed down and I stayed awake longer before exhaustion pulled me under again.A physical therapist arrived mid-morning with a calm smile and a clipboard.“Ms. Moreau, we need to start gentle work today. Nothing dramatic, it's just getting the body used to moving again.”I nodded, though my stomach tightened. The doctor had said the first forty-eight hours were critical. Those had passed but now came the part I both wanted and dreaded.“We’ll start simple,” she said. “Sit on the edge of the bed first. Use your arms. Don’t rush the leg.”Sitting already made my leg t

CHAPTER 31: Cracks in the CurtainRebecca's POVI left Metro General with my shoulders tight and my mind still stuck on the doctor’s voice. Elodie had survived and was awake but the rest of the news sat heavily in my chest. The doctor gave no clear timeline or a promise about the stage. Only careful words about rehabilitation and the next forty-eight hours.I bought a coffee on the way out and barely tasted it. In the taxi I stared out the window while the city moved past in a blur. Every conversation I had ever had with Elodie about pushing through pain replayed in my head. The way she brushed off fatigue to the way she insisted she was fine even when her focus slipped. I should have stopped her the last time she left the studio looking exhausted. Now all I could do was hold the production together long enough for her to come back.The driver glanced at me in the mirror once but said nothing. I was grateful for the quiet.When I walked into Lincoln Center the air felt different. C

CHAPTER 30: First LightElodie's POVThe beeping came first. It was steady and sharp. Then came the ache running through my body in dull waves and settling deepest in my leg. .I opened my eyes slowly and saw a white ceiling, mild lightning and machines beside the bed. Bandages held me in place and for a moment I didn’t know where I was.I tried to move my foot but pain shot up my leg so hard I sucked in a breath. My fingers twitched against the sheet as something cold pressed against my arm. It was an IV. The strong smell of antiseptic, ozed in the air.Then the headlights returned in my mind. For a brief moment, I heard the screech of tires, the impact and everything after that stayed blank.A doctor stepped in with a nurse beside him. He checked the monitors then looked at me.“Ms. Moreau, you’re awake. That’s good. How’s the pain on a scale of one to ten?”My voice came out rough. “Seven. Maybe eight. What happened to me?”“You were hit by a vehicle. The emergency surgery was su

CHAPTER 29: Soft Notes and Quiet LiesReese's POVI left the office later than I meant to. The lobby was almost empty when I finally came out and a security guard nodded as I passed. Outside, the city lights blurred a little from fatigue. I didn’t feel like explaining myself to Betty over the phone. I was too tired for pleading or long excuses and I quickly figured a gift would smooth things over faster.I stopped at a high-end jewelry store near the avenue. The place still had its lights on and soft music played inside. A clerk in a dark suit looked up as I walked in and immediately straightened. He tried to compose himself but I noticed how tired and exhausted he looked. “Good evening, sir. Looking for anything specific tonight?”“yes, diamond earrings. I need something elegant and not too large but of the highest quality.”He smiled professionally and led me to a glass case. “Of course. We have several new pieces sir. May I ask the occasion?”“Just something for my fiancée.”“Un

CHAPTER 28: Quiet PlansBetty's POVI left Bennett Technologies with a smile still on my face. Reese had actually smiled today. It was faint and brief but it was real. I held onto that as I walked to the car. The afternoon light felt a little softer because of it. Once the product launch was over, things between us would settle. That I was sure of.He just needed the pressure to ease. The long hours, the closed-door meetings and the constant tension in his shoulders, those would pass. Then we could go back to the way things were supposed to be if also he forgot about that goddamn ballerina he was talking about. The thought of the ballerina woman made me shake. What if he remembered her eventually? What if Reese has been seeing her? What was going to happen to me? No. I wasn't going to let that happen. Reese is mine and I wasn't going to let some woman, who's job was jumping in some colorful panties to rob me off.Never. I had to do something.The drive to the foundation took longe

CHAPTER 27: Unsettled EchoesReese's POVI blinked, realizing the words had left my mouth out loud.Betty looked at me, still holding the coffee cup. “What did you just say?” she asked, staring at me with wide and scared eyes. I straightened in the chair and forced a casual tone. “Nothing important. I passed an accident last night on the way home. A young woman got hit by a car. I don’t know why but I’ve been wondering if she survived.”Betty’s expression softened as she set the cup down and gave me a warm smile.“You’re always softer than you like to admit, you know that? Maybe you should have become a doctor instead of a CEO with all that quiet concern.”I managed a faint smile. “Not likely sweetheart. I hate hospitals.”She laughed lightly and leaned against the desk. “Still it’s nice to see that side of you. You hide it so well most days and sometimes I forget it’s even there.”“I didn’t mean to bring it up.”“I’m glad you did.” She reached over and brushed a speck of lint from