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Lila“Here are your shoes,” Bella said, her syrupy voice barely masking the tension as she bent to place them neatly at my feet. Her overly sweet demeanor was as grating as nails on glass, and her tight smile betrayed the storm simmering beneath her polished facade.“Thank you, Bella,” I said, the words dripping with sweet mocking as I leaned back in my chair, savoring the moment. Watching her rise with clenched fists and a forced smile was more satisfying than I cared to admit.The tables had turned. The woman who once delighted in lording over me now stood at my feet, bound by circumstances. Karma’s justice had never tasted so sweet.“What were you and your father discussing?” Bella’s voice was deceptively casual, though her sharp eyes cut into me like daggers. She leaned toward him, pressing a kiss to his lips in a possessive display that seemed almost juvenile, showing me that she still had him on her side.I smiled faintly, folding my hands in my lap. “Nothing you’d find interest
LilaI stood at the entrance of the house I once called home, the air around me heavy, as if the walls themselves whispered warnings of the storm brewing inside. The chill that crept into my bones wasn’t from the weather—it was the icy foreboding of what was to come.The guards announced my arrival, their voices echoing through the hall. Moments later, my father appeared, and his dear wife trailed behind.Bella’s sharp brown eyes swept over me, assessing, calculating, before her lips curved into that familiar, syrupy smile. The one that always made my skin crawl.“Lila, sweetie! You’re finally home,” she cooed, pulling me into a hug. Her hands ran through my hair, soft and affectionate—until they weren’t. I could almost feel the claws hidden beneath her painted nails, ready to dig in right after she was done with me, but I knew that she wouldn’t do that, at least, until she got what she wanted from me.“I’m glad you kept your promise,” my father said, his smile tight, pride dripping f
Elliot“Hmmm, the food is really yummy,” Elena chirped, her gaze darting to Lila, who nodded in agreement with a small smile.Across the table, Kai smirked, the faint marks on his neck divulging exactly why he was in such a good mood this morning.‘Alpha, thank you,’ Kai mindlinked me, his tone smug.I didn’t need to ask what for. The satisfaction radiating from him said it all. My jaw clenched as I remembered how his mate had barged into my room, shattering a moment I wasn’t likely to get back anytime soon.‘Tell your mate to knock before entering rooms that don’t belong to her,’ I grumbled through the link, keeping my expression impassive.Kai’s response was instant and sharp. ‘Why don’t you lock the door instead? My mate is innocent.’I nearly scoffed aloud. ‘Your mate is as innocent as a predator in a sheep's meadow, dumbass.’Kai scowled, but I ignored him, turning my focus back to the table. My father had left earlier for a council meeting. As King, he rarely spent long at home,
LilaAt first, Elliot was hesitant, his body stiff with resistance. But as I tightened my hold around him, his walls slowly crumbled. I felt his pain as if it were my own, a deep ache that resonated in my chest. It wasn’t just sympathy—it was understanding. I’d endured my own kind of heartbreak, my own betrayals.Elliot was the epitome of strength, but even he wasn’t impervious. He carried his burdens silently, refusing to complain or seek solace. I could only imagine how much he’d endured to harbor such hatred for Julian, his stepbrother. Everything made sense now—his cold demeanor toward his father, his guarded nature.I’d never admit it to his face, but Elliot was my role model. He’d built himself from the ground up, forging a path that demanded resilience and discipline. Growing up in the same house as the people who had caused him and his mother so much pain—yet managing to rise above it all—was nothing short of remarkable.“I’m so sorry,” I whispered, my voice trembling as tears
Elliot"You didn’t even ask for my permission before bringing Elena to my pack?" I raised a brow at Kai, watching him lower his head like a guilty pup. It was hard not to crack a smile.The idiot was my best friend, and of course, I wouldn’t stop his mate from living in my packhouse."I thought Luna had updated you about that," he said, attempting an innocent grin. "Luna asked me to bring her to the packhouse in the morning, and—""And you lost your damn mind and sprinted to your mate," I cut him off, smirking. "She’s got you wrapped around her little finger, dumbass."Kai shot me a sharp, annoyed look. "Likewise, Elliot. Luna seems to be your true soulmate, the only one who knows how to put you in your place."I scoffed. "I’m not whipped. Now get out before I smack your head and beat your ass so hard your mate sees it turn red.""Luna is right to call you an asshole," he barked back, storming out of my office.Lila...The thought of her tugged at my chest, an ache that wouldn’t subsid
LilaIt was impossible to think clearly, let alone string two coherent thoughts together, with Elliot standing there in nothing but a pair of shorts. His sculpted chest and the hard lines of his abdomen were impossible to ignore, no matter how much I tried to keep my gaze anywhere but on him. How could I focus on anything when he was a walking, breathing temptation?“Can you not?” I snapped, my tone sharper than intended as I turned my back on him and made my way to the bed.“Not what?” His voice was smooth, teasing.“Why don’t you put on some clothes first?” I said sharply, masking my embarrassment with annoyance as I walked past him to sit on the bed.He didn’t respond, but I could feel his amused smirk burning into my back. I opened the drawer to retrieve my vitamins, trying to ignore the tension swirling in the room. Without a word, he handed me a glass of water, his movements casual but deliberate. I avoided looking up, muttered a small "thanks," and swallowed the pills.Elliot st







