Novels by o04083079

Genevieve's POVThe Next Day..."How much longer until we arrive?" Nora asked the cab driver, slightly leaning forward so that he could hear her clearly."Em..."Before he could respond to her, she turned back to me and excitedly grabbed my arm, pointing ahead of us."We're here, we're here."My gaze followed her outstretched finger, and I saw a signpost with the words 'Welcome To The Alpha King's Region' written on it, and the photo of a gigantic, jet-black wolf with striking yellow eyes sitting majestically was also beside the words.Maybe I was just feeling overwhelmed by everything I've been through recently, but there's something about the wolf that scares me yet comforts me—my mind is definitely messed up, because why the heck am I having a connection with the picture of a wolf?"I wonder what the Alpha King's region would look like," Nora's voice pulled me back to reality."It can't be any different from every other pack," I replied.She simply nodded in agreement, then continu

Genevieve's POVAfter leaving my parents' home, Nora and I didn't linger around. She quickly boarded a taxi that brought us straight to her apartment.Severing a mate bond doesn't just break your heart; it burns your soul from inside out and comes with instant repercussions. Right now, I'm lying in the guest room of Nora's apartment, feverish and shivering, as my wolf whimpered in the dark corners of my mind, mourning the ghost of a bond that should have never existed in the first place."Shit!" Nora cussed as she came into the room, carrying a small bowl of water and a small towel. "I never knew rejection would be as painful as this."She sat by my side, soaked the towel inside the water, and started wiping off some sweat from my forehead."How are you feeling?" she asked.I couldn't speak. I simply gave her a small, reassuring nod because I didn't know how to explain how I was feeling at that moment. I was extremely cold but feeling hot at the same time. It felt as though chunks of

Genevieve's POVIt was only meant to be a fifteen-minute drive from the hotel to our home, but with so much weighing on my mind, it felt like a whole day's trip. The wind whipped against my face as I stared outside the window, trying my hardest to forget the videos and pictures of David's and Doris's engagement that Nora showed me, but the more I tried, the more those images became vivid in my mind.My memory just couldn't forget the hashtags I saw; #DavidandDoris #PackEngagement #TrueLove #MatesareoverratedMy hands trembled on my thighs as I felt my eyes water. I couldn't stop asking myself—Why do the very people I hold dearly to my heart choose to betray and hurt me like this?Nora reached for my hands and gave me a comforting squeeze. "Are you sure you want to go straight to your parents' house, Eve?" She glanced at the cab driver to make sure he wasn't listening to us. "They are probably celebrating now."I stayed silent for a moment before taking a deep breath and replying, "Now

Genevieve's POVHe had my wrists pinned above my head with a single, large hand, his broad frame suspended above my petite body, clearly telling me that he was in charge. But since I initiated this for revenge, I didn't want him to be in charge, so our tongues engaged in a fierce battle of dominance.After struggling to keep up with him for a while, I finally gave up and allowed him to dominate every inch of my mouth. He skillfully sucked on my tongue and lips as if he'd been inside my head and knew exactly what I wanted—I have always wanted to be kissed mercilessly, possessively, and intentionally. Throughout my twenty-five years of existence, I have never been kissed this way—he's bringing my fantasy to reality.Just as I closed my eyes to savor the moment, he broke the kiss. A deep, displeased frown appeared on my face, and I snapped my eyes open, ready to scold him for stopping, but my words were caught in my throat when I found him already staring at me with a teasing smile."Are

Genevieve’s POVOne bottle… two bottles… three bottles, until I couldn’t keep count and just allowed the alcohol to take over my body and soul.“Eve, you shouldn’t be drinking this much. It’s not good for your health,” Nora, my best friend since childhood, said as she snatched the bottle of tequila from me, attempting to stop me from taking another gulp.I slapped her hand away with a deep, disapproving frown. “Not good for my health?” I let out a dry, bitter laugh. “Why should I worry about my health when my life is over?”“Your life is not—”I tuned her out as I tilted the bottle of tequila over my mouth, taking gulp after gulp. After almost emptying the bottle, I slammed it on the table, grabbed Nora’s arm tightly, and looked directly into her eyes.“What would you do if the people you trusted with your life betrayed you?” Tears brimmed in my eyes immediately. “What would you do if you walked in on your boyfriend and twin sister kissing and moaning each other’s names? And when you