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78. Protecting What’s Mine
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Alpha’s Little Plaything 94. Brea
Brea's PoV I woke up feeling as if my head was going to split open. I tried to move my arms, but they were tied to each post of the bed. My panic rose tightening my chest. The lights were turned on suddenly, revealing my two tormentors on each side of the bed. "I thought you would never wake up, sweetheart." Caspian Sterling grinned at me. "Travis, you bastard, you almost overdosed her. She’s not a werewolf." Caspian cooed with mockery. My heart was almost bursting out of my ribcage. They have been so close to me, and I didn't know it was them. They used masks years ago when they... No, I don’t want to remember. I suppressed those memories for a long time. I wanted to forget, but their tattoos were imprinted inside my mind, and that’s how I recognized them. When I did, I couldn’t tell anyone. I was so ashamed, guilty. "Let me go!" I hissed, pulling at the ropes. "We will, once your friend Loriah exchanges herself for you." Caspian laughed as he caressed my face. "We could
Alpha’s Little Plaything 93. She's Gone
Draco’s PoV The rush of power between us as our hands joined was utterly overwhelming. It coursed through my veins like wildfire, grounding me and lifting me all at once. My wolf surged forward, pride swelling in my chest until it was almost unbearable. This—this—was what we had waited for. There was nothing in this world, no victory, no conquest, that could compare to the vast, infinite emotion of being bound to my true mate. To my Luna. To the other half of my soul. As I danced with her in my arms, I felt complete at last, I was finally whole. Loriah’s arms slid around my neck, her touch instinctive—natural, as though she had always belonged there. I lifted her hand and pressed a kiss to the delicate skin of her forearm, breathing her in. The faintest blush bloomed across her cheeks, and my wolf purred in deep satisfaction. Under the glow of the lights, the soft red of her hair burned almost orange, catching fire with every small movement she made. She was breathtaking—ev
Alpha’s Little Plaything 92. The Ceremony
Loriah’s PoV “There. You look stunning, sweetie.” My mom beamed as she settled the small tiara on my head—the one Luna Vanessa had insisted I wear. “You will step up as the new Luna of this pack, Loriah,” Luna Vanessa said proudly. “This tiara was worn by me, and by the Luna before me, in our ceremonies.” My throat tightened. “Thank you, Luna Vanessa.” “Marla never wore it,” Luna Vanessa continued softly. “She didn’t have a Luna ceremony. Draco’s wolf refused to swear himself to her. At the time, Draco was almost a shell of himself after you left. That’s what finally broke him enough to accept the marriage—but even then, his only condition was that Marla would not be named Luna.” Her voice wavered, guilt flickering in her eyes. “Alpha Roman and her have apologized to him—and to me—more times than I can count. “It’s all in the past,” I murmured, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. Later, after Luna Vanessa left to join the others, my father came to escort me to the ceremony.
Alpha’s Little Plaything 91. The Countdown Begins
Marla’s PoV “How did I end up with a useless daughter like you?” My father snarled, slamming his fist into the wall so hard cracks split through the paint. I didn’t flinch, but my jaw tightened. “Watch your mouth, Richard,” My mother snapped back. “It’s not my daughter’s fault your plans didn’t unfold the way you wanted. She secured billions from Draco, as well as shares from Aria Nova and Thorne Records. What more do you want?!” She sat on the couch, swirling her wine with irritation, clearly exhausted by his constant rage. “I want everything Magnus owns,” Richard hissed. Of course he did. “Including her, right?” Mom scoffed. “You never got over being paired with a Beta’s daughter as your mate. You always wanted an Alpha’s daughter—especially if she happened to be your brother’s woman.” “Shut up, Becca!” For once, Richard actually faltered, eyes flashing with something ugly and exposed. “What we should do,” she continued tightly, “is leave the country while we ca
Alpha’s Little Plaything 90. Never Again
Loriah’s PoV Draco cursed under his breath the moment he saw my bleeding hand. George appeared almost instantly with a first aid kit, but by the time my concerned mother gently cleaned the wound—murmuring soothing words—it had already begun to heal. Wolf genes. Even when shaken, my body remembered what I was. My father was pacing the room, fingers raking through his hair in restless, angry strokes. “This is all my fault,” he muttered, voice cracking at the edges. “I should have banned Marla from entering this house years ago. None of my men denied her because a part of me still saw the little girl I raised.” He stopped, eyes burning with guilt. “Not anymore. She’s been trained by Richard and Rebecca from the beginning.” Mom’s expression hardened as she finished dabbing antiseptic on my now-closed wound. “She hasn’t been that innocent little girl since childhood, Magnus. You all failed to see it—but I always knew.” She moved aside just as Draco took my hand in his. He
Alpha’s Little Plaything 89. An Unwelcome Visitor
Loriah’s PoV We were sitting in the living room after dinner. Claire, Mom, and I kept glancing at our watches, all of us trying—and failing—to pretend we weren’t anxious. Brea had fallen asleep curled on Leon’s lap, her cheek resting against his chest. She’d been suffering nightmares since our college years, but whenever she slept beside Leon, she slept deeply, peacefully. He kept stroking her hair and brushing his knuckles gently along her cheek. The way he looked at her… it was pure devotion. She was beautiful—inside and out. I couldn’t wait for the moment her wolf awakened. It felt like every piece of her life was finally falling into place. The doorbell rang. All three of us straightened. Claire’s hand shot to mine. My mother’s eyes widened. Leon’s protective aura surfaced instantly, even with Brea asleep in his arms. George crossed the room with confident steps to answer the door. No one got past the gates without authorization tonight. It had to be them. It had to be.
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