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Author’s POV. The morning sun fell through the large glass walls of the Rodriguez headquarters, spreading a soft golden light across the office. The day was bright and business was good.Allen sat at the far end of the meeting room, his hands folded neatly on the table. He wore a dark gray suit that matched the mood of the room — calm, serious, powerful. Across from him sat Old Grandpa Rodriguez, the man who had built the empire with his own hands. Allen leaned forward slightly. “Sir, the company’s stocks have risen by twenty percent this quarter,” he said, sliding a folder across the table. “The new deal with the foreign investors has pushed our name further into the international market. We’re becoming unstoppable.”The old man’s eyes twinkled with pride. He took the folder, scanning through the figures slowly. “You’ve done well, Allen,” he said in his deep, gentle voice. “I knew I could count on you. You’ve kept the company strong.”Allen smiled faintly. “Thank you, sir. Everythi

MARIA'S POV. The next morning came quickly. And for the first time in years, I slept like a child who had no reason to worry. I.was finally going to get my revenge on Allen. I walked down the marble stairs with my hand on the railing. The house was quiet. For a moment I felt like I was the only person alive. Adam was a busy woman. Unlike me who stayed in the shadows, Adam liked the spotlight— everything was to help me anyway. I was about to walk to the living room when I heard noise coming from the kitchen. I reached for a bat lying at the corner of the house. I had no house help, and I saw Adam leave this morning and she has never been back before nightfall. I slowly walked to the kitchen, holding the bat tightly, ready to strike down the intruder. I cautiously took a peak. Fuck, i almost forgot. Micheal lives here now. Micheal was at the stove. He had rolled his sleeves up and his shirt was loose at the collar. Steam rose from the pan and made his hair curl at the

MARIA'S POV.It was a bright morning, the sun shining at its peak, casting a beautiful glow through the hospital glass, my hips swinging left and right as I walked through the hospital halls. The male doctors and some patients' mouths fell open as I passed them, they whispered among themselves. “Isn't that Maria Maria?” They asked each other. Yes, I am Maria Maria, I changed my last name, there was no need to carry on my last name after they chased me out of the company. “I am sorry,” a man bumped into me. “I am sorry,” he apologized, with a bow and turned to go. “Michael,” I called. He paused immediately, turning back to me.“How do you know my name?” He asked, his brows furrowed in curiosity. Thirty minutes later we sat in a coffee shop, he sat quietly across the table sipping his coffee. “You seem to miss the coffee a lot,” I broke the silence. “I am trying to process all that you just said,” he revealed, dropping the cup on the table. “So you're telling me that you found m

MICHAEL'S POV. I opened my eyes slowly as I looked around me. The last thing I remembered was the lady with Allen knocked me out. I couldn't believe he could do this…after everything I have done, and sacrificed for him, he was beyond redemption, when I see him I would make sure I cut his legs off. I looked around, I was placed in my car, I tried opening the door but it was jammed, I scanned the surroundings hoping to find someone who could help me, but it appeared that I was on top of a cliff. Why would they bring me here? Were they planning to threaten me or kill me? Either way, I would make sure the two of them pay for everything they have done.“You have woken up,” I heard Allen's voice, I turned to the screen attached to my windshield. “Allen,” I smoldered, clenching my fist in anger. “You little bastard… when I get out of here….”“I would rip your limbs apart and feed them to my dogs,” he interrupted, rolling his eyes. “C'mon Mike, we both know you are no longer capable of t

MICHAEL'S POV. I sat quietly on the couch shaking the glass of wine in my hand, my mind still clouded with guilt. I still couldn't believe Allen talked me into this evil act, it wasn't because I was righteous, I was the complete opposite. My name was Micheal but I was known among the billionaires as “The drug devil”. I was a drug dealer, one that you shouldn't mess with…one that valued money more than family. I was someone who sent shivers through people's spine, there was no single person that crossed me and never lived. I had everything, the face, the looks, the aura, the money, the power…everything was at the tip of my fingers, there was nothing I couldn't do or get. But how did I end up here? Let's rewind… I killed a family, from the father to his two-day-old child, he was a cop…yeah, I never feared authority, he messed up a deal and I lost fifty million dollars because of that, but after that, it was like a whole was left in me, I felt empty…this wasn't the life I want

MARIA. I woke up with a splitting headache, I cleaned my blurry eyes as I scanned through the room, wondering how I was still alive after getting involved in a fatal accident. Someone was there at the scene, and he pulled me out before the car exploded, I owe him my life but right now I don't have any time for this, I have to tell my grandfather about Allen's unfaithful act. I got up from my bed, looking at the mirror in front of me and I had no scratch on my body. How would that be? That accident could have taken my life but I ended up not having a single scratch. I glanced around, it was definitely a hotel room but the man was nowhere to be found and there was nothing to show that anyone was there except me. I grabbed my purse and walked out of the room, I had to get home quickly, Allen would pay for everything he had done. I wasted two years of my life, I gave two years of my whole life to Allen…I left to grow his dying business and this is what he was doing behind my back…

Author’s POVJoana sat at the far end of the grand hall, her eyes locked onto Rachel. Valtor stood close to her, his arm wrapped around her waist as if shielding her from the world. The sight made Joana’s hands tighten around her wine glass, her nails pressing so hard against the glass that she almost broke it."You’re doing it again," Cynthia’s voice snapped Joana out of her thoughts. She took a seat beside her, lazily swirling her wine. "Staring at Rachel like you want to set her on fire." Cynthia’s eyes roamed around the room. "You should be paying attention to the Alphas here tonight. So many powerful men, and yet you only have eyes for one."Joana ignored her, watching Valtor walk away with Ryan. “What are you even doing here? I thought you don't like attending such parties,” Cynthia asked, taking a sip of her wine. “I don't,” Joana replied coldly, turning to her. “I'm here for Ryan.”Cynthia nodded. “Ryan is indeed a bright boy, when he came to invite me, I was hesitant but a

Rachel’s POVSharon pulled on the laces of my dress as tightly as she could while Ashely fastened a silver necklace around my neck. I looked at myself in the mirror. The black gown hugged my body perfectly. It was sleeveless with a low neckline that made me feel both beautiful and exposed. My hair was in soft waves, and my lips were painted red.Ashley, standing on her tiptoes, clapped her tiny hands. “You look so pretty, mummy, like a princess.”Sharon smiled. “You look like a real Luna.”I forced a smile, trying to hide the tension building in my chest. My mind was still on Allen. It has been two days now and I still couldn’t believe that Allen was the beast, how could he be the beast? The same creature that had chased me through the mansion and nearly killed me in the woods. Something just doesn't add up. It would have made sense because Allen tried to kill Rachel once and that beast also wanted to kill me, so definitely it should make sense that they are the same person but Val

Valtor's POV The morning sunlight seeped through the curtains, casting soft golden streaks across the polished wooden floor. The maids moved around, bowing their heads in respect as I passed by.I inhaled deeply, trying to swallow my anger. As usual, Andy always somehow convinces Ashley to want something and Ashley on the other hand becomes a persistent person after he mind is set on something. I had a routine that I can never break even if someone was dying that was having my morning walks around the mansion but that changed after Ashley came into my life.It's always one excuse or another, and this time, it was about Rachel. I reached Rachel’s door and knocked lightly. “Rachel, wake up.”A few seconds passed before I heard slow, shuffling footsteps. The door creaked open, revealing Rachel in an oversized T-shirt and pajama shorts. Her hair was tangled, and she rubbed her eyes sluggishly.“What is it?” she mumbled, her voice thick with sleep.I inhaled deeply, tucking my hands i

Rachel’s POVI froze, locking eyes with the beast in my front.My hands went to my mouth before I could scream as I stumbled backward, my body shaking in fear. This wasn’t a dream, like I had hoped, this wasn’t just my mind playing tricks on me, it was real. The beast wasn't just an image in the mirror, it was as real as this earth's existence. "Run."That single word sent shivers down my spine before I even had time to think, my legs moved on their own, and I turned, sprinting toward the door. I struggled with the door knob for a while, when it finally opened I flung the door open without even turning back.The beast growled loudly, a deep, terrifying sound that made the hair on my arms stand up.I rushed out to the hallway, glancing around but there was no sign of anyone. I just had to keep running and hope that I bum into a sentinel. The hallway was dimly lit but I could still manage my way, running as fast as I could. My chest ached from how fast I was breathing."Help!" I

Rachel's POV A dull ache throbbed in my head as I slowly opened my eyes, rubbing my blurry eyes, the ceiling coming into view. This was definitely my room, how long have I been out? Before I could process what was happening, someone shouted. "Rachel, you idiot!" I flinched as Sharon’s voice filled the room, I slowly turned to her direction, she was standing beside the bed, her brows furrowed in concern and frustration. "How could you be so careless?" she demanded, leaning closer. "What were you thinking about losing guard when you were with Joana?" My eyes fell to the bed as I tried to remember what happened. Why the hell did I pass out? “What happened out there?” Sharon asked, her face etched with a mixture of curiosity and concern. I swallowed hard, my hand went to my throat, trying to clear my throat. "I… I don’t know," I admitted weakly. "One moment, she was talking, and the next, everything just went black." Sharon sighed, running a hand through her hair. "That

Valtor's pov. Rachel lay peacefully on the bed, her breath steady, I sat beside her, my hands curled into fists.How could she be so stupid to follow the one person I warned her against? What was she thinking? Why does she keep doing this too? I can't even step out of the house for a second without thinking of a million ways she could get herself in trouble. I rubbed my temples, taking in deep breaths as I stared at her tiny innocent face,I reached forward brushing a strain of hair from her face, my fingers tracing her face if they got to her lips. I didn't realize my lips were already spread as I caressed her lips, feeling the smoothness, trying to resist tasting every inch of her lips. The door creaked open, I gripped the bed sheets tightly, as my chest welled up in anger. I slowly turned to her, smoldering at her with the corner of my eyes. “Valtor,” she called, walking closer.Half of me wanted to rip Joana apart the second she walked into this room. I forced myself to take

Kael’s POVI stood in the center of the hall before the sun could think of setting. My arms folded, listening to the echo of my own footsteps as I paced.I can't believe that asshole is back and the fact that he tried to hurt Xena again made my blood boil hotter than a volcano. Who does he think I am? What the hell does he take me for? If it wasn’t for the council I would have revealed my identity to the world, so I can freely tear him to shreds in front of a billion people to warn others not to mess with me. That dickhead. Oh, I can't wait to get my hands on him and tear him into shreds. And what the hell is taking xena so long? She was two minutes late. I checked the clock again, irritation building in me. If she thought I was doing this for fun, then she clearly hadn’t been listening last night.Just as I was about to call one of the guards to drag her out of her room, my phone buzzed. I yanked it from my pocket and answered.“Yes?” I said flatly.“My Lord,” the voice on the oth

Xena’s POV. The first thing I saw was my ceiling, which brought me a little relief knowing that I was no longer in that cursed restaurant. Although I was awake, I remained glued to the bed. The throbbing on my head seemed to increase with each heartbeat, I winced and shifted slightly. The sheets rustled, and the sound was enough to stir Kael who was sitting in the chair besides me. He was slouched like a man who had fought a war in his sleep. His head had been tilted against the armrest, but the second I moved, his eyes opened immediately, like he was a soldier on a battlefield who mistakenly took a nap. “You’re awake,” he said, voice rough and low, but filled with a kind of relief that surprised me. “Yes,” I whispered. My throat was dry, but I managed the word. I tried to sit up, but he leaned forward quickly. “Don’t push yourself.” His hand went to my shoulder, gentle but firm, guiding me back. “I don't have the strength to listen to the doctor.” I chuckled faintly. And w

Kael’s POV. The second Xena’s heels clicked away toward the bathroom, I dropped my fork and reached for my napkin like a man about to commit a crime. I didn’t even pretend to be polite about it—just brought the damn thing up and spat into it as quietly as I could. The taste of that… whatever-the-hell-it-was was still clinging to my tongue like a bad memory. Slimy. Sour. Vaguely like something that had already been eaten once before.“Never again,” I muttered under my breath, balling the napkin and pushing it to the side of my plate.I only ordered the food to get on Xena's nerve. I wasn't going to let her find a perfect excuse not to eat the food so I ordered mine. Bad—- very bad idea by the way. Suddenly my phone buzzed, I reached for my phone, grateful for the distraction, but the relief died fast when I saw the name lighting up the screen.Celina.A pulse of anger went through me. She was the reason Xena found me in a questionable situation. She was the one who’d grabbed in th

Xena’s POVKael’s eyes flicked over me once, his eyes sharp and unreadable. Then, without missing a beat, he said, “We’re late for dinner.”That was it. No “sorry,” no explanation, not even a hint of what had him looking like he’d just fought with a ghost in the hallway.I glanced past him, back toward the bathroom mirrors, and my stomach knotted. The same woman from before was standing in front of the sink, reapplying her lipstick with lazy precision.Something hot and irrational rose in me. I didn’t even know her name and I didn't want to know, what I wanted right now was to march over and rip every strand of hair off her head. My mind supplied its own story: her with Kael, pressed against the cold bathroom wall, while I was busy adjusting my lipstick like an idiot.If Kael wanted to play house with me, fine. But if he wanted me to believe any of this was real, he could at least keep his pants zipped long enough to make it to dinner.I turned back to him, my voice cold. “Fine. Let’

Xena’s POVKael’s eyes flicked over me once, his eyes sharp and unreadable. Then, without missing a beat, he said, “We’re late for dinner.”That was it. No “sorry,” no explanation, not even a hint of what had him looking like he’d just fought with a ghost in the hallway.I glanced past him, back toward the bathroom mirrors, and my stomach knotted. The same woman from before was standing in front of the sink, reapplying her lipstick with lazy precision.Something hot and irrational rose in me. I didn’t even know her name and I didn't want to know, what I wanted right now was to march over and rip every strand of hair off her head. My mind supplied its own story: her with Kael, pressed against the cold bathroom wall, while I was busy adjusting my lipstick like an idiot.If Kael wanted to play house with me, fine. But if he wanted me to believe any of this was real, he could at least keep his pants zipped long enough to make it to dinner.I turned back to him, my voice cold. “Fine. Let’

Xena’s POVI couldn’t really pick a style because none of them were mine. The dresses, skirts, and jackets the attendants brought me looked expensive—too expensive—but they didn’t feel like me. It was like dressing up in someone else’s life. But since I wasn’t the one paying, I decided not to overthink it. If he wanted me to try all this, then fine. I’d just take everything and let him deal with the bill.When I finally walked out of the changing room, the attendants were waiting. One of them carried a small box and opened it with a bright smile. Inside was a bracelet—thin, gold, with tiny diamonds that caught the light in a way that made it almost blinding.“This is on the house, ma’am,” the woman said politely.I hesitated for a second. People didn’t just hand out things like this where I came from. “Thank you,” I said quietly, still unsure.They began wrapping up the clothes I’d picked, layering each item in crisp white paper, tucking them into glossy bags. I stood there, watching

Raven's pov. I stood before the mirror, staring at my gown. It shimmered like soft moonlight. My hands trembled slightly as I adjusted the lace at my shoulder. For a long moment, I just stared at myself in the mirror. I wasn’t sure if I was ready for this new beginning.The door burst open. “Raven!” My mother called. She rushed toward me, her smile bright but her eyes wet. “The guests are waiting, dear. Everyone’s ready.”I forced a smile. “I’m coming.”She touched my cheek gently. “You look beautiful. Just like the moon goddess herself.”I laughed softly. “Let’s hope the moon goddess approves.”When I stepped into the hall, everyone stood up as I walked past them. At the front, Kai was waiting. His dark hair was brushed back, and his eyes glowed softly in the candlelight. His smile—gods, that smile—made me have butterflies in my belly. I walked slowly down the aisle, the soft music echoing through the hall. When I reached him, Kai took my arm and leaned closer. His breath brush

Raven's pov. Damien stood at the center of the cave, his eyes glowing gold, his smile sharp like a blade.The marks on our body were now glowing. I didn't know what it meant but I knew power was flowing through my veins and I was about to let it waste.“Still want to play god?” I asked.Damien smirked. “You can’t win this, Raven. You and your little mate have no idea what you’re dealing with.”Kai stepped forward, his jaw tight. “Try us.”The ground trembled as Damien raised his hands. The air around him shimmered. Black smoke curled from his palms and shot toward us. I jumped left, Kai leapt right. The smoke hit the wall behind us, exploding with a crack that made the ground shake.I rushed forward, my claws ready. Damien blocked my first swing and slammed his elbow into my ribs. Pain shot through me, but I caught his wrist before he could strike again and kicked him in the chest. He stumbled back, growling.Kai dashed in, throwing a punch that hit Damien square in the jaw. Damien’s

Raven’s POV“Damien!” I screamed, rage ripping through my throat. I ran straight toward him, but before I could even reach him, he lifted his hand and flicked his wrist.The air cracked like thunder.I flew backward, slamming into the cave wall. The stone tore through my back, and before I could move, an invisible force pinned me there. My body trembled under his spell.“Stay still, Raven,” he said, his voice calm but filled with poison. He took a slow step toward me, his eyes glowing with that terrible golden fire. “You never learn, do you?”“Let me go!” I shouted, struggling against the magic pressing into my chest. “You bastard—”Before I could finish, he turned his palm upward. Behind him, Kai gasped, his body lifting from the ground, floating in midair. His muscles strained, his jaw clenched in pain.“Stop it!” I cried, trying to break free, but the harder I fought, the tighter his spell gripped me.Damien smiled, stepping closer. “You should have chosen me, Raven. You and I—we c

Raven’s POV. “Get away from my son!” I shouted.My voice echoed through the cave. The black witch lifted her head slowly, her mouth curling into a cruel smile. Before I could move closer, three men walked closer. They were tall, built like beasts, their eyes glowing faintly red.One of them grinned. “I don't think you read the sign. This place is off limits.”“I’ll tear through anyone who tries to stop me,” I hissed, flexing my claws. They laughed, spreading out around me. The biggest one lunged first, swinging a heavy arm toward my face. I ducked and slashed across his chest. He howled, but the wound only made him angrier.The second one came at me from behind. I spun and kicked him hard in the stomach. He staggered, but didn’t fall. I tried to move toward the altar, but the third blocked my path, cracking his knuckles.“Not so fast,” he said.I didn’t answer. I charged. My claws flashed, cutting across his forearm. He grabbed my wrist and slammed me back against the cave wall. P

Author’s POVThe cave was lit by a sickly red glow. Candles made of black wax flickered around the edges, their flames bending unnaturally. A thick fog rolled along the ground, swirling around Damien’s boots as he paced impatiently.In the middle of the cave stood a rough stone, an ancient altar covered in old dried blood. The black witch moved slowly around it drawing strange symbols on the stone with a dagger made from animal bone. Damien’s jaw clenched. He looked toward the small figure lying unconscious nearby — Xavier. The boy’s small chest rose and fell weakly. His wrists were bound with silver-thread ropes.“Are you done yet?” Damien asked. “The auspicious time is almost over!”The witch didn’t look up. “Do not rush me, Lord Damien. Magic like this requires patience. One mistake, and the soul will be lost forever — yours or the boy’s.”“I don’t care,” he snapped, running a hand through his hair. “Just finish it. I can feel the hour slipping away.”The witch turned slowly, h

Kai's pov.I finally got to the cave Damien asked me to meet him, something told me it was a trap but I didn't care at all. All that mattered was that I get my son out of this place immediately. I walked in looking around, there was no one there — neither was there a scent. My fists clenched in rage thinking that Damien tricked me into coming here for another reason. Just when I was about to leave, I heard a familiar voice from the shadows. “A little impatient, brother?” “Allen,” I growled, slowly turning back with a glare. “Disappointed?” He asked, stepping out from behind one of the stone pillars, with a evil smirk. I let out a low breath. “I’m not surprised you’re part of this,” I said calmly. “You never could stand losing to me. And now that I’m the Lycan Lord, I suppose jealousy finally drove you mad.”Allen laughed, his tone mocking. “Jealousy? Don’t flatter yourself, Kai. Jealousy only comes when someone that doesn't belongs to you is with another person. Mine isn't that.