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The woman who greeted me at the door was nothing like I expected.She had warm eyes, a soft smile, and an aura that made the knot in my chest loosen a bit for the first time all day.“You must be here for the job,” she said.“Yes, ma’am.” I stuttered the words out, my hands clasped tightly together. “I heard you were looking for domestic staff, ma'am.”She gave me a gentle smile, as if she could somehow sense how nervous I was. Then she spoke.“What’s your name, dear?”“Elaria.”“Elaria.” She repeated my name softly, as if testing how it sounded on her tongue. “Well, Elaria, tell me. Do you have any experience managing a pack house?”“Y-yes, ma’am.” I nodded quickly. “I can cook, clean, manage a packhouse and I’m very hard-working. I have done it almost all my life,” I said, laughing nervously. She studied me for a moment, her eyes moving from my face to my feet and back again.My nervousness returned instantly.I shifted from one foot to the other, biting down on my lower lip. A

I woke up to the pounding of my door. Who knocks on some door like this, especially early in the morning? I mumbled to myself, yawning as I hurried over to the door only to find the last person I wanted to see standing on the other side. At least not now. I said already dreading what was to come.“You are one week behind in paying your rent”, the landlord snapped, screaming at the top of his lungs ."If you don't pay up in two days I'm sending you and your kids out”.He shouted the words directly in my face before turning on his heels and storming away. I quickly shut the door and leaned against it, slowly sliding down until I was sitting on the floor.The tears came before I could stop them.What am I going to do now?I literally don't even have a job anymore. Where am I supposed to get the money to pay the rent? Kieran and Kaila are still so little to be out on the street.I said muttering to myself as I sat up curled against the door, covering my face with both hands as tears con

"Really, why?”
“Because he’s so handsome and he told me a joke.”
I laughed it off — she’d told me she wanted the mail guy to be her daddy last month too.
It was the weekend already. Kaila sat on the floor at the foot of the couch, playing with her dolls, while I was sprawled across the couch when, without warning, my mind drifted back to the rumored Alpha.
I tried to push the thought away, but somehow, it kept circling back to him.
The Alpha.
 I let out a frustrated growl. “Why do I keep thinking about him?” I muttered. “I haven’t even met him.”
I had no reason to care. Especially after everything the maid had said about how dangerous he was.
So why couldn’t I get him out of my head?
 I was at Walton’s pack house when I heard it.
 The commotion.
 My hands stilled over the table I was cleaning. 
What had happened?
 I dropped the cloth and hurried toward the noise, pushing through the small crowd gathered around the yard, my heart already hammering before I even unders

Darius POV The red marks on the map had multiplied since the last time I saw them.I stared across the table as Alpha Walton and his beta pointed to each one. “Three more sightings in the eastern territory,” Alpha Walton said.Normally, I would’ve caught every detail. But my mind kept drifting back to a little girl.Only an hour earlier, I had been walking through the gardens of Walton’s Pack, hoping the quiet environment would clear my head before the meeting.I wasn’t expecting to run into anyone.Especially not a tiny, furious little girl.“Ow! Ow! Ow!”I turned toward the sound.She stood a few feet away, one hand pressed against her head, glaring at me.“You hit me!”I frowned. “I didn’t even see you.”She crossed her arms, puffing out her cheeks.“Bad uncle.”I smiled. She was tiny, but she had quite the attitude.I crouched to her eye level—and froze. Her eyes.Something about them made me pause. They looked familiar, though I couldn’t place why. Before I could say anything

Late. Again.I scrambled around the apartment, yanking Kaila’s shoes on with one hand while searching for my keys with the other. Kieran watched me with those emerald eyes—the exact shade of his father’s.I snapped my eyes away before I could get pulled back into the past.I glanced at my babies and reminded myself ,I’m not that weak omega they once knew. I have something to protect, something to fight for, and something to keep living for.If I clocked in late one more time, Mrs. Walton had made it clear — no pay for three months. I didn’t have room to fail, not with two mouths besides mine to feed.The pack house was unusually busy — maids rushing through the halls with their arms full of trays, guards stationed rigidly at every entrance. I slowed down, glancing around.Something was wrong.The maids weren’t just hurrying — they looked nervous, whispering among themselves whenever they thought no one was listening. Even the guards, normally relaxed enough to trade jokes by the door,