Julia's pov.
“Julia.. it's not what you think, I promise.” Dylan had the guts to utter, stepping away from Casey who pulled the duvet over her body immediately. She couldn't even look me in the eyes, at least she was ashamed of herself. “Not what I think?” I let out a chuckle, my heart aching as a result of the scene in front of me. “What exactly are you trying to deny? The fact that you're both naked or that you're making love right in front of me?” I questioned, tears stinging my eyes. “Let me explain.” He bit his lip, trying to come closer but I was too disgusted to let him come any closer to me. “How long has this been going on?” I glared at them both, my breathing getting heavier, like a heavy weight had been placed on my shoulders. “Baby, let me explain..” “Casey! How long has this been going on!?” I fired and she flinched, briefly lifting her eyes to look at me. She let out a sigh before muttering under her breath. “Six months.” I couldn't withstand the shock, my feet almost failed me and I almost hit the floor but I was able to maintain my balance. My eyes welled up with tears, and I struggled to hold them back. Six months? Dylan and I have been dating for only a year, how is it possible that they've been doing this for six whole months!? “Six months? Why Dylan?” I questioned, my voice becoming shaky. I could no longer hide the fact that I was completely defeated. “I have needs, Julia.” His response shocked me to the core. I couldn't believe that such words would ever come out of his mouth. “Needs? Dylan.. I have spent the past year keeping myself for you! Waiting to officially become yours! And this is what you do?” Tears blurred my vision, I couldn't help but let them flow down my cheeks, my lips quivering in hurt. “Baby, I'm really sorry.. I was going to stop, I swear I was.” His words were like arrows, repeatedly hitting my chest in the same spot. “I don't want to hear another word!” “This is your fault!” He retorted. “You didn't let me touch you, I had no choice.” “Don't you dare try to make excuses for your shortcomings!” I glared at him and then turned to Casey who was still trying to hide her face away from me. She had barely spoken as she had the duvet wrapped around her tightly. “And you.. you were supposed to be my best friend..” I wiped my tears, but more came flowing down. “Why did you do this to me?” “I'm sorry Julia.. I'm really sorry. I didn't want to but..” “I don't want to hear anything from either of you. Stay away from me Dylan, don't ever show your face and you Casey,” I sniffed. “I never want to see you around me again.” I turned and stormed off. Dylan followed, calling my name and trying to plead but I gave him no attention and simply walked out of the apartment. I ran to the elevator, holding back my tears until I was in. I couldn't help it anymore, I cried my eyes out, shattered by the betrayal of the two people I loved and trusted the most. One year, one whole year! I thought I had found the best man in the world. He was the most loving and caring man, I thought he loved me to bits. I could take an oath that he would never hurt me, but I have been proven wrong. Alex warned me, he told me to be careful, he said Dylan was a Casanova while growing up but I didn't listen to anything he had to say. I told him that I knew Dylan, he would never hurt me, but I have been betrayed in the worst possible way! I never expected to find my own best friend in bed with my man, but I've always been unlucky, I shouldn't be surprised. The elevator came to a halt, forcing me to wipe my tears away. I stepped out and walked into the streets, heading to the bus stop to wait for the bus home. The longer I stood there, waiting for the bus, the heavier my legs grew. My head became lighter and I felt consciousness slowly sipping away from me. I couldn't withstand the level of betrayal that my own best friend and supposed fiance had thrown in my direction, my poor heart was giving out. I could no longer feel my own heart, my chest clenched in pain as I tried to hold on a little longer. How could I possibly say this to my family? I had bragged so much about Dylan, what would they think now? “Are you okay?” A random lady asked, walking up to me. “Yes, I'm fine.” I nodded, feigning a smile and trying to look as normal as possible. “Are you sure? I can get you to a hospital, you look like you're about to pass out.” She insisted. I wanted her to leave me alone to wallow in my sorrow alone. “I told you, I'm okay. You don't have to worry.” I told her, making sure I sounded stern enough to tell her off. “Whatever, you should have counted yourself lucky that I spoke to a worthless omega like you.” She scoffed and walked away in a hurry. The pain in my heart only increased, her words striking me like a hot dagger. Without Dylan in my life, I feel like my dreams of lifting my family's status have been dashed against the wall. Things will only get worse if everyone finds out that Dylan and I are no longer together. “Oh moon goddess… Please save me.” I cried. A car zoomed past me, the wind following it, causing me to stagger backwards, almost falling. I was slowly losing sight of where I was, my head aching badly. The car made a turn, coming back and stopping right in front of me. I fought to stay conscious, watching the tall figure step out of the passenger seat. “Alpha Kane..” I muttered, his demeanor completely unpredictable at that moment. “What's wrong with you?” He questioned, but before I could answer him, I fell forwards, right onto his chest. I felt his hands slowly wrap around me, a strange feeling washing over me. Before I could decipher the meaning of what I was feeling, everything went dark.AUTHOR'S POV The night outside the Pack House was quiet, the air heavy with the chill of winter. Inside, however, the atmosphere was anything but calm. Dylan had arrived.He wasn’t early, nor was he particularly late—it didn’t matter. The coronation tomorrow had officially crowned him Alpha, and his presence here was merely to solidify his claim. He strode through the grand halls, his dark hair slightly disheveled but his expression sharp and composed. The entourage behind him moved silently, their loyalty unquestionable.The maids had scrambled at his arrival, wide-eyed as they led him through the labyrinth of corridors. Their hushed whispers followed him like a shadow. “The new Alpha,” they murmured. “He doesn’t even look like he belongs here.” Dylan caught snippets of their chatter but paid it no mind. He’d been underestimated before.His boots clicked softly against the polished floors as they guided him to his chambers—Kane’s chambers. He paused in the doorway, his green eyes sc
AUTHOR’S POVJulia killed the engine, her hands gripping the wheel a moment longer than necessary. The palace rose before them like a ghost in the moonlight—cold, unfeeling, and absolutely massive. The air carried a chill that crept beneath her skin, but it wasn’t the temperature that set her nerves alight.Beside her, Alex adjusted his leather jacket, his movements sharp and impatient. He glanced at her, his jaw tightening like he was holding back a comment. Casey, lounging in the back seat, let out an exaggerated sigh and popped her gum.“So, what’s the grand plan, Jules?” Casey asked, her tone dripping with mockery. “We storm the gates, guns blazing? Or is this a sneak-and-pray situation?”Julia shot her a look over her shoulder, her green eyes sharp. “You’re the distraction, smartass.”Casey grinned, slow and wicked. “Distraction? Oh, honey, that’s my specialty.”“Good,” Alex cut in, his voice low and steady. “Just keep him busy. Jules and I will handle the rest.”Casey slid out o
After Harry had been pushed to the sidelines, the elders wasted no time getting to work. The air around the pack shifted as they dived into the logistics of making Dylan alpha. Paperwork stacked high, rituals were rehearsed, and every detail of the upcoming ceremony was put into motion. For them, this was tradition, structure, order. For Harry, it was betrayal, but no one seemed to care about that.Meanwhile, the world outside spun on. Julia, still in the hospital, was beginning to piece her memory back together. Slowly, but surely. She could barely speak—her words stuck like thorns in her throat—but there was progress. Her body might’ve been healing, but her spirit? That was another story entirely.Grant, Cassius, and Dylan, however, seemed to have no trouble moving forward. They were out at Grant’s mansion, living it up like kings. The finest liquor, the rarest meats, the most exclusive guest list. It was a celebration disguised as camaraderie, and no expense was spared.Among the g
Harry's POV.Seamless—that’s the word. That’s how it felt watching Levi, cornered like a rat in a burning maze. His pack, the once-feared Black Fang, was already in ruins. Overrun. Overwhelmed. Women, men, children—slaughtered because of his arrogance. Screams echoed through the flames as his mistakes came back to haunt him, clawing at his heels like rabid wolves.Levi. Pathetic Levi. The coward who thought he could stand tall after killing Kane. That arrogant son of a bitch actually believed he could wear his sins like armor, raise his kids, and play alpha after murdering the most revered wolf among us. I couldn’t stomach it. The sight of him—shaking, sweating, eyes darting like a trapped animal—made my stomach churn.I spat on him. Right in his face. “You made your choice,” I said, my voice as cold as the night air. “You chose wrong. Wrong man. Wrong time. Wrong everything.”His lips trembled. His eyes—those damn eyes—tried to plead, but there was nothing left to bargain with. "I—I
Dylan's POV. A man’s dream is always the same—to be the best. To walk into a room and own it without saying a word. And me? I’m this close to becoming the Alpha of the entire pack. Let that sink in. Do you know what that means?I’d own shares in every damn company the pack has its claws in. Lands? All mine. Territories? Mine. I’d have warriors—over a hundred of them—at my beck and call. And the pack house? That place isn’t just some fancy mansion. It’s a fortress. A vault of secrets no one talks about but everyone fears. I’d have the kind of power that makes people stand when I walk in, that gets governments to pick up the phone when I call. And the cherry on top? The psychic connection to my wolves. That’s not just power; it’s omnipresence.This isn’t just a dream—it’s the dream.I sat in my chamber, the air thick with the scent of wood polish and leather, sipping tea that was just shy of boiling. The kind of tea that warms your chest but has enough kick to remind you it’s not playi
Harry's POV The pack was a mess, everyone barking orders, sharpening claws, and gearing up to take down the Black Fang. And while they were busy growling and hyping each other up, I had my own mission. One that didn’t involve fangs or blood.Julia.I didn’t care what she was doing or who she was doing it with. Whether she was wrapped up with Dylan, painting her nails, or binge-watching reality TV, none of it mattered. I needed to see her. Face to face. I had to tell her the guy she swore she loved was gone. Dead. And it had to come from me.It was early as hell when I hit the road. Too early for anything sane, but hey, life doesn’t wait for you to get a good night’s sleep. The air was cold, my car heater barely keeping up, and the roads were so quiet it felt like the world hadn’t woken up yet.Her family house looked exactly how I remembered—clean, calm, and way to put-together. It was the kind of place where the neighbors probably judged each other on lawn care and holiday decoratio