CHAPTER FIVE
Aria’s POV –
The moment I stepped into the room, I slammed the door shut, taking in deep breaths, after some minutes or silence, I glanced around the room.
It was beautiful—too beautiful for someone like me. Big bed, soft silver curtains, candles burning on tall stands, it was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen but it didn't feel reassuring, it felt like a trap.
I sat on the floor, still wearing the silver dress from the wedding. It was so tight, making it difficult for me to breathe.
I held my aching chest and then the tears started falling. I covered my face and cried so loudly I thought someone might hear me.
“Mama,” I whispered. “Papa…”
I cried harder. “Why did you bring me into this world? Why did you give me life just to throw me away?”
My mind wondered back to Lyra, my stepsister and her wicked mother. Even after my death, I would still curse them, after everything I did for them, they still threw me out like I was a nobody.
I hated how they smiled while pushing me into this horrible marriage. “You planned this,” I whispered through my sobs. “I pray to the moon goddess, may she destroy both of you.”
I curled into a ball, hugging my knees. My whole body shook from the pain inside. I didn’t want to be here neither did I want to be alive.
I looked around the room, seeing a small knife sitting on a table near the wall.
I stood up slowly, still crying, and walked toward it. My hands shook as I picked it up. It was sharp. I looked at it, then at my wrist. Maybe if I left this world, the pain would stop.
Then the door opened and Kael walked in.
I turned quickly, holding the knife in front of me. “Stay away!” I shouted. “Don’t come closer!”
He stopped, looking calm, like he wasn’t scared of what I might do. His dark eyes stared at the knife.
“Go ahead,” he said. “If you really want to do it, then do it.”
I blinked, confused. “What?”
“I said do it,” he repeated, stepping closer. “Let’s see if you really mean it.”
His cold daring voice was enough to make me think twice. Why should Kael care if I die or not? Yes, he bought me but he was a wealthy man who could afford ten other girls within a blink of an eye.
I held the knife tighter and pressed it to my skin, a little blood came out. My hand shook harder.
Then he shouted, “Do it!”
I dropped the knife, It hit the floor with a loud sound. I backed away, my expressions filled with fear.
My body hit the wall behind me and I slid down, crying harder.
“Please…” I begged. “I just want to go home.”
Kael laughed.
“Home?” he said. “This is your home, I bought you.”
“I’m just an impure wolf, what do you want to do with me?” I cried.
He walked closer, standing over me. “Here, you’ll be treated worse. Unless you do something useful.”
I looked up at him. My tears had stopped already, I was too tired to cry more.
He crouched down and stared into my eyes. “You’re different, Aria. You don’t belong in any pack, you are Impure and No one would want you.”
“Then why did you marry me?” I asked, barely able to get the words out.
Kael stood up again. “Consider it a blessing, Aria,” he smiled.
“What do you want from me?” I frowned.
“I want an heir.”
I frowned. “A child?”
“Yes,” he said. “I need someone to carry my blood, so that’s why you’re here.”
My chest felt like it was cracking open. All of this… was just for that?
“If you give me a child,” he continued, “I will protect you. No one will hurt you ever again, I’ll make sure of it.”
“What if I refuse?” I growled.
His lips curled into a smirk. “How long did you think your step mother was going to protect you, sooner or later, people would find out that you are Impure and they would kill you,” he paused, tucking his hands in his pockets. “I'm giving you a chance to change your fate.”
He turned to the door, but stopped. “Think about it. That’s all I need from you.”
Then he left.
The silence was loud. I stared at the knife still on the floor. A child? Was that all I was good for?
But then I remembered my life. All the times I cried myself to sleep. The way people looked at me like I was nothing. All the pain I carried for years, I didn’t want to stay here but I also didn’t want to go back there.
I wanted peace, I wanted to be happy just once in my life, to be respected, I was tired of the life I lived.
When Kael came back the next day, I was ready.
“I agree,” I said before he even opened his mouth.
His eyebrows lifted slightly. “You do?”
“I’ll give you an heir,” I said. “But only if you keep your word. After the child is born, I want to leave. I want to live in the mountains. Alone. You will support me, but never come near me again.”
He stared at me for a moment. Then nodded.
“Done.”
And just like that, my life changed again. I had made a deal with the devil, but little did I know things were about to take a drastic turn.
Chapter 13Aria – POVImmediately I got dressed, I walked to the door, looked at him one more time, snickered loudly before opening it. That smug bastard didn’t even flinch. Just laid there like a broken statue. Serves him right. I hoped his ego stung more than his cheek.The corridor was eerily quiet. I stepped out, heels clicking softly against the marble. I darted my eyes around, heart hammering like a drum in my chest. My dress clung to me like a second skin and I adjusted the neckline—it felt like everyone could see what almost happened upstairs.“He almost raped me,” I muttered under my breath. My voice trembled. “Asshole of an Alpha…”Then—bam!I walked smack into someone. My shoulder collided hard into another body, and pain exploded down my arm like a lightning bolt. I stumbled back a step, blinking.“What the hell is this?!” the person barked, voice sharp, high, and unfamiliar.I snapped my head up, eyes widening as they landed on a stranger—no, not just a stranger. This wom
Chapter 12Vanessa’s POVThe walk down the stairs with Daniel was a test of my patience. Every step felt like walking on shattered glass—uncomfortable, prickly, and impossible to ignore. I’d never liked him, and the thought of that stranger flashed again in my mind like a bad nightmare on loop. Kael is not the kind of alpha you mess with. So how in hell did he give that bitch the audacity to flaunt herself in his space like she owned the place?My fist tightened involuntarily, nails digging into my palm.When we finally reached the living room, my gaze drifted around until it landed on the large portrait hanging proudly on the wall. Alpha Kael. He looked like a god—chiseled jaw, sharp eyes that could freeze fire, the kind of man who seemed carved from legend. My fingers itched to touch it.I moved slowly to the edge of the room, almost reverently, and traced my finger lightly along his jawline, from the sharp chin to those hypnotic eyes.“He looks like a god,” I whispered, my voice th
Chapter 11Aria povI looked at her suspiciously, brows furrowed, my posture stiff. A sly smile curled on her lips as she sank into my couch like she owned the place. My arms crossed tightly over my chest."I hate riddles. I never get them right," I muttered, tugging off my hairband, fingers slowly combing through my strands. She ignored me, tapping her nails rhythmically against the armrest, eyes locked onto the fabric like she was reading secrets in the seams."Well, I'm not here for riddles either," she said coolly. "I'm not a ghost. And I'm definitely not some lowlife like you. I value my space, my peace, and most importantly—my property."Property?Confusion twisted through me.Her tone was laced with venom, her eyes sharp, accusing. "What I don't get," she continued, voice rising slightly, "is how you managed to crawl your way into my space."I blinked, trying to decode her meaning. Was she serious?Snapping out of the daze, I tossed the hairband onto the bed and walked toward
Chapter 10 Aria's POVThe doorknob clicked behind me with a soft finality, sealing the heat inside. I rolled my eyes as sweat traced the curve of my spine beneath my blouse. Of course, the room felt like an oven. No surprise there. This pack house couldn’t regulate temperature if its life depended on it.I slipped off my heels one after the other with my toes, letting them clatter to the floor. The echo felt too sharp, too hollow. Something was…off. I took a step forward, squinting into the semi-darkness. The creamy curtains I know I left open earlier were now drawn shut, swallowing the moonlight I had counted on to air the place out.My brows pulled together. I knew I’d opened the window. Wide, even. I remember pausing before the meeting, taking in the crisp air and the quiet sound of leaves brushing each other like secrets passed in the breeze.But now it was shut. Drapes to the floor like a final curtain call.A sigh slipped from my lips, partly annoyed, partly… unsettled. My bare
Chapter 9Kael povAfter exiting her room, she trailed behind, dressed in a short gown that gave her a rugged appearance. "Hurry up, we're late for the pack meeting. It's a community business gathering, so please don't waste my time with your slow pace."As I hurried along, my suit billowing in the breeze from the open window, I noticed the absence of footsteps behind me. I paused and glanced back, my expression turning sour, but I quickly softened. To my dismay, she had fallen to the ground in her heels, clearly struggling to walk in them. "What on earth is happening?" I asked, exhaling deeply. She sat on the floor, her ankle twisted by the heel, not even bothering to look up as she attempted to adjust it. I approached her slowly, matching my energy to the situation; it was frustrating that she was causing me stress so early in the day. When I reached her side, she lifted her gaze to meet mine, her eyes heavy with embarrassment. "I apologize," she said.“My dress is too short, and
Chapter 8Aria povI stood hesitantly at my door, my fingers nervously rubbing the cool metal knob as I contemplated how to muster the courage to turn it. Today marked my first official day as his secretary, a role I had both anticipated and dreaded. Drawing a deep breath, I gently swept my hair back behind my shoulders, trying to project a sense of calm. Clad in a sleek black gown that hugged my silhouette, a daring slit ran up the back, leaving me feeling both elegant and anxious. The long sleeves offered a touch of modesty, yet the overall ensemble was undeniably bold. I couldn't shake the nagging doubts swirling in my mind. What if he didn't approve of my appearance? What if today turned out to be one of his notoriously bad days, leaving me vulnerable to his wrath?As I wrestled with my thoughts, a sudden, sharp knock echoed through the hallway, jolting me from my reverie. I paused, the silence wrapping around me before that distinctive knock came again—more forceful this time, s