Novels by Glittering gold

On the ride back home, I keep debating whether to talk it out right now or wait. But we aren’t alone in the car, and so I tried my best to stay silent. The moment we step inside, Elara kicks off her heels with a quiet sigh. “I’m exhausted,” she mumbles, already halfway to the stairs. “Elara.” I reach out and gently take her arm. She freezes. That reaction again. “Is everything okay?” “Yes. Everything is—” “You’ve been off,” I interrupt. “All night. Something’s wrong. Did I do something? Please, just tell me. I can’t have anything else coming between us, El.” Her lips part, but nothing comes out. Her eyes say more than her mouth ever could. “Nothings wrong,” she insists, but I don’t believe her. Not for a second. “El…” She tries to turn away. But I don’t budge. Pulling her my hands cup her cheeks forcing her eyes to mine. “Elara, I can feel when something is wrong. I don’t know what it is going on but I can tell, you alwys give the silent treatments when something is wrong

“In a way… it did,” she chuckles. “it opened my eyes more, and I can see things clearer now.” “Why did you help us get to him if you didn’t plan on staying?” “Because he got his chances. And blew them. This time, I wanted to make sure he wouldn’t hurt anyone else. He is with Pierre I don’t even want to imagine how many lives they’re going to ruin for those mines” I stare at her for a long moment. She was right. And as much as I want her to stay, I know I can’t change her mind. Camille doesn’t budge once she’s decided something. She’s the type to walk barefoot through fire if she thought it’d keep someone else warm, even if it burns her. “Is there anything I can do to make you stay a little longer?” “I’ve already made my decision,” she flashes me a sad smile. “Once he is behind bars, I’m going to leave for good.” Camille’s always felt like a little sister to me... From the first time we met, she was like that annoying sibling you never thought you wanted, but then she has alr

NATE’S POV “You pissed her off, yeah?” Camille asks as we stroll down the hall toward Leon’s study. I stop walking and turn to face her. “Not that I know of.” So I wasn’t the only one who felt something was off. Camille lets out a dry chuckle. “That’s worse, Nate. Not knowing what you did.” She pushes open the door to the study. “Whatever it is… I’ll figure it out,” I murmur, more to myself than to her. Something about Elara’s shift today doesn’t sit right. We were good this morning, better than good. but now she’s distant. Cold. Like she’s somewhere else entirely. And I don’t get it, don’t know what happened for the little time we were apart. “That’s the spirit,” Camille says, stepping into the study. “Figure it out. Get her to talk about whatever it is you did.” “I really don’t think I did anything. She told me she was tired. Probably something from work.” It has to be. Camille raises a brow. “Just when I thought you were finally on the right path, you go

NATE’S POV The ride home felt longer than usual. Maybe because all I could think about was Elara. It had only been a few hours since I left, but it felt like days. But that was the curse of loving someone after almost losing them, time twisted. Every second stretched, and in the last week, I’d been doing everything I could to earn each one back. She’d been softer lately. Warmer. Waking up tangled in my arms. Laughing with Mila. Whispering in the dark that maybe… just maybe… she could see a future for us again. I was so eager to get back, I almost shoved Dave out of the driver’s seat to drive myself. By the time I walked through the door, the house was quiet. She sat in the living room, perched at the edge of the couch, her phone beside her. Her eyes lifted as I stepped in and something flickered behind them. Then the smile came. “Hey,” I said, dropping my briefcase. “Missed me?” “You weren’t gone long…” she replied, standing slowly. I didn’t wait. I closed the g

NATE’S POV “We’re not sealing anything today,” I said, turning to Angelo. He raised a brow. “You sure—?” “We’re done.” I ended the group call without waiting for another protest and leaned back in my chair. This was supposed to be progress. Instead, it was delays, shouting, and posturing. These men couldn’t hold a civil conversation for five minutes without devolving into pettiness. This was exactly why I handled proposals myself. But this time, with my focus split between the mines and Camille’s mess, I’d let Angelo and Dave sit in on the deal and now I was reminded why I don’t outsource my instinct. Thank God it was virtual. If I had to sit through that kind of nonsense face to face, I might’ve walked out and left the contract burning behind me. “Did you just end the call?” Angelo hissed. “They were about to propose a multi-million dollar deal!” I shrugged. “They weren’t. And even if they were, their money’s not worth the baggage.” “You do realize how rich the

ELARA’S POV The relentless buzzing of my phone dragged me from sleep. Groaning, I reached out, fumbling across the nightstand until my fingers wrapped around the device. The bright screen pierced through the dim room, and my eyes narrowed as I read the name flashing on the screen. Nicholas. My pulse skipped. Strange. I couldn’t remember the last time we talked, but why would he be calling me this early? “Hello?” I murmured, voice rough from sleep. “El.” His voice cut through the line, sharp and close. I heard the rush of cars, footsteps, the telltale sounds of city life behind him. “I’m outside.” I sat up straighter, blinking. “Outside where?” “Your office building, of course. Thought we could grab coffee. It’s been a while.” Coffee? Now? At this hour? “I’d love to, but… I’m not at the office today,” I replied, keeping my tone light. “Then where are you? At home? I can come by.” “I’m not home either,” I said softly, glancing behind me. Nate was still asleep, arm slung ov

RONAN’S POV.The sun had already set by the time we returned to the pack house. Kyle carried Penny, who had fallen asleep somewhere along the way, her tiny head resting on his shoulder. Sergio was in my arms, his small body heavy with sleep until he stirred, rubbing his eyes groggily. The men I brought with me had already been dismissed, though not without Kyle warning them: "If I hear anything about that bear from anyone, you’ll lose your heads." They had nodded and slinked off, knowing better than to test his word. As we reached the apartment, I shifted Sergio gently in my arms and knocked on the door. For a moment, everything was quiet. Then the door swung open. Lisa stood there, her expression anxious and uncertain until her eyes landed on the sleepy boy in my arms. “Sergio!” she gasped, her hands flying to cover her mouth. Tears welled in her eyes as she dropped to her knees, unable to contain her relief. The boy’s sleepy face lit up with a tired but genuine smile. “

RONAN’S POV I rush toward the bear, intent on pulling the kids off, but the beast lets out another guttural growl, sharp canines glistening with drool. It's a warning: Take one step, and I’ll tear you apart.But I don't care if it rips me to shreds so long as I can get those children away and ensure their safety, I'll take whatever comes.“Don’t attack us,” Sergio says calmly, his small voice cutting through the tension.The bear lowers its growl as Sergio pats it on the head. “It’s okay, Bruno. They won’t hurt us it’s just my daddy and his friends,” he says with a smile.To my surprise, the bear kneels, allowing Sergio to slide off its back like it's nothing more than a trained pony.“Daddy!” Sergio runs toward me, his tiny arms outstretched. I scoop him up, letting out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. The relief washes over me like a wave, he's safe. But the bear's dark eyes are still fixed on me, tracking every move I make as if daring me to try something reckless.From th

RONAN’S POV“Kyle, you stay back. Howard and Team A will come with me,” I state firmly, knowing full well Kyle is going to argue. But he needs rest. Those bastards roughed him up, and I made him interrogate them again. As much as he won’t admit it, he’s not at full strength yet.Team A is made up of our most trusted warriors. I would’ve gone alone, but I need all the eyes I can get and only trusted eyes. Someone from the inside helped with the kidnapping; I feel it in my gut.Even though they got in during the race, they couldn’t have made it this far without help. When I find out who betrayed us, I’ll make an example of them so no one ever tries it again.Kyle stands his ground, hands in his pockets. “I’m coming with you.”His wounds have mostly healed, just a slight pinkish tint on his cheek. But it doesn’t change the fact that he needs rest.“No, you need to go and rest,” I tell him firmly.“My niece is missing too,” Kyle says quietly, his gaze unwavering. “Both kids are like my ow

RONAN'S POVFolding the sleeves of my blue button up shirt, I slip on my brass knuckles before taking a seat opposite him. The blonde guy across from me looks seconds away from pissing his pants. I tap the table lightly and lean forward with a cold smile. “We're in for some games tonight. I hope you’re ready.” He glares at me, trying to act tough. “What do you want from me?” I rest my elbows on the table. “First, how about you tell me your name?” “I’m not telling you shit,” he snarls. “Wrong answer,” I mutter, slamming my brass-covered fist into his face once, then twice. The sound of bone cracking echoes through the room as blood pours from his mouth. A tooth drops onto the table with a dull clink, and he groans in pain, spitting blood. “That should tell you I’m not here to play your ‘loyal spy’ games,” I say, wiping my knuckles clean. “Now, let’s try this again. What’s your name?” “Abel,” he whispers, trying hard to sound calm, but the fear in his eyes gives him away.

RONAN’S POV “Baby, are you okay?” I ask, though I already know the answer. I don’t need to ask to know she isn’t okay. For the past three days, she hasn’t cried or shown any vulnerability. I know she wants Sergio back, I do too. Just the thought of what might be happening to my son right now makes me sick. I don’t know exactly what is going on, but if even a single strand of hair is missing from his head when I find him, I will make sure I burn down any pack or territory involved, no matter how small their part. “Do I look like I’m okay?” she asks, raising an eyebrow. “You don’t look okay,” I reply softly. She looks far from it. I know exactly what she’s doing, suppressing her emotions to stay strong. Gemma has been all over the place, crying and begging me to find her daughter. Lisa has been the only one holding things together, which means she’s bottling everything up to stay rational for everyone’s sake. But it’s eating her alive, and I know it because I feel it too. “L

LISA'S POV In a flash, we are no longer behind the bleachers, and the entire place erupts into chaos. People scatter in every direction, panicked voices rising over one another. My heart stutters in my chest, and my mind goes blank. My entire body freezes as if someone flipped a switch, cutting off my ability to think, move, or even breathe.Everything feels like it has stopped.“Lisa, I need to get you to safety now, please, don’t panic,” Ronan urges, his voice strained with urgency.His words barely register. It feels like I’m hearing them underwater, faint and distant. My limbs are paralyzed, every muscle locked in place, as if I have forgotten how to move.“I can’t go.” My voice is a trembling whisper as I take a step toward the chaotic crowd.“Lisa, no, it’s not safe in there,” Ronan shouts above the noise, trying to hold me back.“The kids are still in there! How am I supposed to leave when my children are caught in that madness?” My voice cracks with desperation as I try to sh

XANDER'S POV“I’m fine,” Aria groans in my arms as I carry her.Aria was discharged two days after being admitted to the healer’s. She recovered faster than expected, but I still insisted on carrying her. I wanted to hold her close. As we walked to the lake, I thought she would want to go straight home, but instead, she asked to stop here.“Xander?”“Yes, Sunshine?”“You can put me down here,” she says with a small smile. “We’re at the lake.”“Are you sure?” I tease.“Yes,” she laughs, playfully slapping my chest.“Let’s sit over there,” she points to some large rocks near the water. I carry her all the way and sit on one of the rocks, her arms still around my shoulders.“Okay, mister clingy,” she chuckles, leaning into me.“Xander,” she says softly after a few moments of silence.“You’ve been avoiding this,” she begins. “Every time I try to apologize, you brush it off. Xander, it’s my fault what happened. You shouldn’t blame yourself. I made a mistake, and I—”I cut her off with a kis

XANDER'S POV It’s been a week without my mate. A week without her barging into my office, a week without her leaving snack wrappers all over the place.If I could go back to that day, I would’ve taken her to the car first and made sure someone took her with the others. But I didn’t. I thought I wouldn’t be able to catch Victor if I did, that he’d escape before I reached the car.If I had, she wouldn’t have risked her life to save mine. She wouldn’t have put herself and our baby in danger.Now, seeing her lying on this bed, with the relentless beeping of the monitor beside her, is the last thing I wanted. Even though she’s passed out before, this time is different. This time, I don’t know if she’ll make it.Lucas said her chances of waking up soon are slim.But just like she didn’t give up on me, even when my heart stopped, I won’t give up on her. She’s a fighter, and I know she’ll wake up.“You’ve got it in you, sunshine,” I whisper, gently squeezing her hand.Lucas said she used e

ARIA'S POV “Alexander, please, you have to wake up,” I said between sobs.My mind was completely blank. I didn’t know what to do or how to help him. All I could do was cry, holding his head on my lap.“You need to wake up,” I whispered, trying to connect with my wolf inside me.“We need to focus. We can save him,” I told her as I finally felt her presence.“No, we can’t,” she replied sadly. “He was stabbed with a silver knife, and it’s poisoned. Not just any poison, Aria it’s strong, and the blade went into his heart. We don’t even have anything to work with. You’ve already used up all the antidotes, and nothing is working. He’s not breathing, and his heartbeat is fading.”“Remember that time we healed a butterfly with just my hands?” I reminded her desperately.“That was ages ago, and it only worked once,” she countered. “Besides, Xander is not a butterfly.”“We have to try. I can’t forgive myself if anything happens to him. I don’t think I’d even be able to keep breathing without h

ARIA'S POVXander stood firm, his icy gaze locked on Victor. The tension in the air was thick, and I stayed rooted to the rock he had placed me on, my thoughts swirling as Victor’s taunts rang in my ears."I have no idea what file you’re after, Xander, but you’re not getting it," Victor said with a smug grin, his stance oozing confidence.Xander’s fists clenched. "Hand over the files, Victor. Or else."Victor chuckled darkly, his laughter echoing through the clearing. "Or else what? You think I’m scared of you? You’ll never get the files, and you’ll never know what’s in them. I’d rather burn them than hand them over."Xander took a menacing step closer. "Then apologize. Apologize to Aria for killing her parents to satisfy your greed."The mention of my parents made my chest tighten. I felt like the ground beneath me was about to give way.victor raises a brow."apologize for killing the holloways" Xander growled, even though Victor had a hand in the fire Xander's family were in why is

ARIA'S POV When I was sure Albert was dead, I dragged what was left of his body to the mud pit at the far end of the clearing. My hands were trembling, and my breathing was uneven, but I had no time to dwell on it.The chaos from the ceremony was still ringing in my ears, and I needed to get back. After wiping my hands on the damp earth, I made my way back to the gathering. But when I arrived, what greeted me was utter destruction.People were running in all directions, panic clear on their faces. Shattered decorations and overturned chairs littered the ground. Fires burned in scattered patches, and the air smelled of blood and smoke.I searched the area for Marcus, but he was nowhere to be seen. Neither was Xander. My heart pounded in my chest as I scanned the chaos. The only person I could make out was Russel, who was helping people escape from the premises.Where’s Victor? I thought to myself, my anxiety growing.Pushing through the chaos, I kept searching until I finally caught s

ARIA’S POV““Hello, Berta. I knew we’d meet again, but I didn’t expect it to be this soon,” I said with a smirk, watching the fear flicker in her eyes. It was clear she hadn’t anticipated this confrontation, and the sight of her trembling filled me with satisfaction.“A-Aria... What are you doing here? And you...” She paused, sniffing the air cautiously. “You smell different.”“We’re not friends or long lost allies, Berta, so what I smell like should be none of your business,” I replied coldly, taking a deliberate step toward her.She stepped back instinctively, and for every step I took, she retreated further, her back finally pressing against the rough bark of a tree.In a sudden, desperate move, she pulled out a knife and plunged it into her stomach. Warm blood splattered onto my hand, and for a moment, I froze in shock.“Berta!” I shouted, my voice rising with disbelief. “What the heck did you just do?”She slumped to the ground, clutching her self inflicted wound, her breaths com