LOGINKANEI stood in the washroom of the warehouse, elbows deep in the sink as hot water ran red. The rogue alpha who thought he could double-cross me was now rotting in a shallow grave near the border. I had made sure his death wasn’t clean. He had begged at the end. They always did. They always seem to forget the ulterior motives they had at that time.Blood splattered across my knuckles, forearms, and a few drops had even reached my jaw and neck. I scrubbed hard, lathering thick soap between my fingers, under my nails, across every inch of skin until the metallic scent finally gave way to antiseptic. My wolf was still buzzing with the kill, pacing restlessly under my skin.I needed to get home to Eve soon. She had been too quiet this morning. I didn’t like it when she went quiet.A sharp knock sounded on the door.“What?” I growled, not bothering to turn off the water.Marcus’s voice came through the wood. “Alpha, someone’s waiting for you in your office. Your assistant said it’s import
NEVAEHThe hot water still clung to my skin as I stepped out of the shower, steam curling around me like a secret. I wrapped the towel loosely around my body for a second, then let it drop and pulled on Kane’s oversized black hoodie. It swallowed me whole, the hem brushing mid-thigh, carrying his scent—dark spice, leather, and that unmistakable Alpha edge that always made my knees weak.My body was still buzzing.God, tonight had been insane. After the nurse outfit wrecked him yesterday, I’d decided to push my luck. I’d slipped into the all-black air-hostess uniform I’d gotten with the nurse outfit while shopping with Isabella and Lilith—tight pencil skirt hugging every curve, fitted jacket cinched at the waist, the little red scarf tied neatly at my throat, stockings clipped to a garter belt hidden underneath. I’d walked into the living room like I was boarding a private jet, hips swaying, voice all professional sweetness. “Captain, can I get you anything before takeoff?”Kane had l
ISABELLA The apartment door clicked shut behind me and I kicked off my heels, letting them clatter across the marble like I could leave the entire day on the floor. My legs still felt shaky from the office, my thighs, throbbing, from the desk, from him. I dropped my clutch on the kitchen island, poured a glass of water I didn’t drink, and stared at my phone like it might bite me.I needed to talk to someone before the memories ate me alive. Nevaeh. Always Nevaeh.I pick up my phone, hit her contact and sank onto the couch, knees tucked under me. It rang twice before her face filled the screen, curly hair piled on top of her head, oversized hoodie slipping off one shoulder, that familiar mischievous grin already in place.“Baby girl! I was just about to text you, it's unlike you not to text for a full day, what's up?”I laughed, but it came out shaky. “Nev, you have no idea the day I had today. Dad basically blackmailed me into going to the company today. Threatened to cut the trust
ISABELLAThe conference room was finally quiet.The last of the designers had trickled out, some greeting me goodbye like we're good friends, their voices fading down the hallway like they were afraid to stay too long in a building that still hummed with the presence of so many influential personalities. While drawing, someone took a peek at my work and was shocked. Even if it's been a long time since I last drew, I have to admit I still got it.Everyone gathered at my seat, marvelling at my work, not that I did mind, it's not bad having my ego stroked by people who trashed talked me earlier.“Wow, this is so professional!” a brunette gushed by my side, leaning into my work.“You've really got a knack for designing” a guy piqued.“Who would've thought, with how she…is” I heard a voice behind me, I just rolled my eyes at that comment.I stayed seated on my chair, pretending to tweak the duplicate campaign sketches I’d half-assed during the interview. Pretending I wasn’t waiting for
Alpha Kane Laskovic: The door clicked shut behind me with a soft finality. The room was dim, lit only by the low glow of a single lamp in the corner. Eve sat curled on the couch, legs tucked beneath her, a glossy magazine open across her lap. The pages hadn’t turned in who-knows-how-long. At one in the morning, no one reads magazines. They pretend to. She looked up the second the door closed. “Heyy,” I said, voice quieter than I meant it to be. “Hey. You’re back!” Her smile came fast—relieved, bright, a little too eager. She closed the magazine without marking the page and set it aside. “So how did the project go? I hope Alpha Robert didn’t bother you.” I let out a short breath through my nose, already sliding my suit jacket off my shoulders. The fabric felt heavier than it should have. “No, baby. He didn’t.” I draped the jacket over the back of a chair. “His son, though… William was more convinced I was trying to steal his future wife away from him.” She laughed—soft, disbeli
Alpha Kane Laskovic:[A week Ago]The smoke from my cigarette curled slowly toward the ceiling, fading into the dim light of the room. I watched it disappear, jaw tight.A week ago, arranging this political marriage had seemed like the perfect solution.A clean cut.A way to push Eve away before things between us became something neither of us could take back.Now the irony of it all sat across from me, laughing into a glass of whiskey.Alpha Robert.Beside him sat his son—Prince William—looking entirely too calm for a man whose future I was about to dismantle.“This is a blessing,” Robert said, leaning back comfortably in his seat as he swirled the amber liquid in his glass. “A marriage that binds two powerful packs together. You couldn’t have proposed a better alliance, Kane.”My fingers tapped slowly against the arm of the couch.Once.Twice.I looked from Robert… to his son.William met my gaze without flinching.“This marriage can't happen.”Robert blinked.“What?”“It won’t work
Alpha Kane Laskovic7:03 a.m.The elevator opened directly into the private foyer of the 56th floor.I stepped out and the world rearranged itself around me.Humans parted like curtains. Wolves dropped their eyes so fast I heard contact lenses hit the marble. No one spoke. They didn’t need to. My
Neaveh Brown:I couldn’t sleep.The wind was rattling the windows, trying to claw its way inside, but the cold wasn’t what kept me awake. It was him. Kane. Always Kane.He’d left before the sun even thought about rising—slipped out of bed with that quiet, predatory grace of his, pressed one slow, b
IsabellaListen, I’ve fucked a lot of guys.A lot.Like, if my pussy had a frequent-flyer program, it’d have its own private jet by now.Musicians, betas, that one human bartender with the tongue piercing, two visiting Alphas who thought they could handle me (spoiler: they couldn’t), even a rogue o
Alpha Kane Laskovic:Luka had slid the evidence across my desk an hour ago. USB drive. No bullshit. Security cam from the pack house kitchen: Helen’s manicured hand uncorking that serpent-etched vial over my steak. Timestamp: 8:14 p.m. The night I snapped. The night I claimed what was mine.She’d l







