LOGINElise Everton bore the hatred towards the man that destroyed her family and clan. She vowed to take revenge after she was adopted by her father's best friend, Alpha Kingston Gomez. She fell in love with the Alpha's son, Anderson and ended up as his girlfriend. The moon goddess also paired them as mates but what she didn't expect was his betrayal. She caught him in bed with his cousin and he brutally rejected her. Still filled with pain from the rejection, she got herself drunk and ended up in bed with three hot escorts. “ You are drunk, little girl,” one of them said, his deep voice pierced through her drunken state. “ I am drunk with the desire to make you all mine," Elise responded, her eyes twinkling with lust. He drew her close to himself, searching those piercing hazel eyes. “ Once you are ours, you can never escape. You will be ours for eternity.” “ Deal!" Little did Elise realise she just made a deal with the monstrous Alpha Prince and his brothers. What would happen when Elise realized she didn't only make a deal with them but they were also her second chance mate? Filled with rage and hatred, she decided to reject them. Alas, she was caught off guard when her rejection fell through. Still seething with anger, Elise was determined to get her revenge. What would be the fate of these enemies? Will cupid triumph over them or will the arrow of revenge eat them up?
View MoreElise Pov For the longest time, I believed love was a chain.Something invisible, yet heavy enough to pull at my chest until breathing felt like a burden. They called it the mate bond, sacred, unbreakable, destined. But no one ever spoke about how lonely destiny could feel when it was forced upon you.I had been that girl once. Trapped inside expectations, watched by eyes that measured my worth by bloodlines and power. I smiled when I was told to smile. I nodded when I was told to choose. And inside, I slowly disappeared.Until Derek.It still surprised me how quietly he became my refuge.There was no thunder when I first realized it. No dramatic confession. No moment where the world stopped spinning. It was in the little things, how he waited when I walked slower, how he listened without interrupting, how he never demanded my affection but earned it.Now, as the morning sun poured gently into our chamber, I lay awake beside him, listening to the steady rhythm of his breathing.This.
Elise’s POVThe news of Derek being chosen did not arrive quietly.It exploded.By sunrise, the entire palace hummed with voices, some joyful, some doubtful, some sharp with resentment. I heard my name whispered in corners, heard Derek’s spoken with reverence and envy alike. Even the walls seemed to listen.Yet inside my chamber, everything felt strangely still.I stood before the mirror as the maids dressed me for the coronation, my reflection staring back with eyes that had seen too much blood, too many broken bonds. Gold fabric slid over my shoulders, soft and heavy, stitched with the ancient markings of a Luna. My wolf stirred beneath my skin not restless this time, but alert. Watchful.“You look radiant, my lady,” one maid whispered.I did not answer. My thoughts were elsewhere.With Derek.Three weeks ago, I had lain unconscious, suspended between life and death. When I woke, I had asked for Damon and Drake first not because I loved them more, but because I needed to see the ful
Derek’s POVI did not expect this.Not after everything.Not after the way Elise had looked through me these past weeks as though I were smoke instead of flesh.Not after the silence she wrapped around herself whenever I entered a room, polite, distant, unbreakable.When Damon failed, the hall erupted.Not with shock,.no, most of them had expected Damon to succeed but with confusion. Whispers skittered across the stone walls like frightened insects. I stood frozen among them, my arms crossed, my jaw clenched so tight it hurt.I told myself I did not care.I told myself it meant nothing.Then Drake failed too.That… that was when something shifted.Drake stormed out of the council chamber like a wounded beast, fury rolling off him in waves so sharp it made the guards step back. Elise emerged moments later, calm, composed, her face unreadable. She did not look at Drake. She did not look at Damon.She looked straight ahead.And then..Her voice rang through the hall.“Summon Derek.”The
Elise’s POVMorning came quietly, as though the world itself was holding its breath.The palace buzzed with restrained anticipation, whispers slipping through corridors like shadows. Everyone knew what today meant. Damon’s rejection had shaken the pack to its core, and now all eyes were on the next walk into the woods, on me, and on Drake.I dressed slowly, deliberately. Not for beauty, not for ceremony, but for resolve. My reflection stared back at me with unfamiliar steadiness. Three weeks ago, I had been bleeding on cold stone, caught between brothers who forgot what love meant the moment power entered the room. Today, I was the one deciding their fate.When Drake arrived to escort me, he bowed slightly, a boyish smile tugging at his lips.“You look… radiant,” he said, clearly nervous. “The Moon must be smiling today.”I smiled back, soft and practiced. “You’ve always had a way with words, Drake.”His ears reddened faintly as we walked side by side toward the forest. Unlike Damon,
Derek POV. I could feel the weight of the world pressing down on my chest before I even stepped into the chamber. The air was heavy, thick with the scent of incense and something darker, grief, despair, and a faint trace of iron. My paws, my heart, my very instincts were tense; my wolf stirred vio
Elise POV The feast ends, but the tension doesn’t.It clings to the palace like smoke long after the King storms out, settling into the walls, the corridors, the air I breathe. I return to my chambers alone, my steps slow, measured, my mind racing far faster than my body allows.Tonight confirmed
The forest lied ahead of us.At first, it welcomed us, sunlight slipping between branches, the ground damp but forgiving beneath our boots, the air carrying the faint bitterness of crushed leaves and old magic. I thought the herb would announce itself, that it would want to be
Derek’s POV.The first arrow tore through the air, embedding itself in the chest of the guard riding point. He fell without a sound, sliding from his horse like dead weight.“ROGUES!” someone shouted.They came from everywhere at once—figures bursting from behind trees, from rocks, from shadows tha






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