LOGINDominic’s POVOne ring,two…the operators monotonous voice cut through,saying the same thing I heard nearly ten times now.She isn't gonna reply. Typical Selene,but it'll all be over soon.The television hums softly in the background, the kind of hum that feels like it’s coming from inside my head. The news anchor’s voice slices through the static: “Breaking: the postponed national election has resumed — with a new contender, Alpha Ares himself going against the ambitious Dominic..”The sound doesn’t immediately register. I blink once, twice. My pen slips from between my fingers, rolling off the desk. Ares.He’s back.And not only back, but competing against me.My lips curve upward — not in surprise, not even anger — just amusement. Quiet, eerie amusement. “Of course,” I whisper, rubbing my thumb along the edge of my desk. “Of course he would,it could only take so long.”I lean back in my chair, tapping the side of the table with a rhythm that doesn’t match my heartbeat. It’s slower
Selene’s POVThe moment the door shut behind him, something in me broke.The sound wasn’t loud — it was soft, final, like a page being torn from a book. My body went cold, the air heavy in my chest as though every breath had to fight its way through. My knees gave out before I could even think, and I collapsed onto the floor.The tears came before the realization did. Hot, furious, trembling. My body shook with each sob, my hands covering my face as if that could stop the shame from crawling up my throat.What have I done?The words echoed again and again, louder each time, drowning out the sound of my own heartbeat.It wasn’t supposed to go this way. None of it.I was supposed to stay focused — stay in control. Dominic had given me clear instructions. Observe, collect, destroy. But then…then Ares had smiled. Then he had touched me, said my name with that voice that crawled under my skin, that low, steady warmth that made the walls of my hatred crack. And the longing in my soul that f
Ares’s POVThings were finally starting to align. The vacation was nearly over, the days slipping by like soft sand through my fingers, and Selene and I were finally together. All that remained was for the world to see it—to see us—and the puzzle pieces would fall into place, neat, complete, whole.Every time I saw her, something inside me resurrected. Something I thought had been buried, dormant, finally stirred again. And now…finally, she felt it too—or at least, she had realized she felt it. It was almost unbearable, the thought that the woman I had loved across lifetimes was here, in this small room, hers and mine alone, breathing the same air.It felt too good. Too real. Too perfect.I splashed my face under the running water, the cool droplets cascading over my skin, trying to wash away the surreal haze. I wanted to convince myself that it had all been a dream, a figment of my imagination, but when I felt the warmth linger and the reflection staring back at me wasn’t gone, I kne
Selene’s POVWe’re arguing again. The kind of argument that begins with words but ends with silence—dangerous silence. The kind that hums with all the things we’re too afraid to admit.My chest tightens with every syllable. His voice is steady, low, and restrained, while mine trembles, thin and sharp as glass. I hate the way I sound—angry, desperate, begging him to understand me while pushing him further away.Then there’s a flash—movement, a stumble, the world tipping sideways. My head hits something hard. And suddenly I’m weightless.The water swallows me whole.The world is blue and endless, my thoughts scattering like air bubbles. My lungs burn. My body thrashes, but I can’t tell which way is up. Everything is quiet—terrifyingly quiet—except for the dull roar of blood in my ears.A thin stream of red drifts past my face like silk. My own? I can’t tell. It’s strangely beautiful, painting ribbons through the water. My chest aches. My vision darkens.And then—light. Warmth. Breath.I
*Dominic's POV* I went into the parliamentary building and found all the elders arguing,I walked through the chaos with sure confidence abd bribed a security or two to pretend they didnt see me while I went to address the crowd. “Gentlemen of the body of this esteemed pack,I greet you.” The room continued with the nose.“I said I greet you!”I yelled and everyone turned to ne to see eho had the audacity to yell at a group of noble elders. “If you are here,”I began running ny fingers carefully on my tie. “It's because you got a letter calling you to decide the fate of the pack this morning,I was the sender of those letters.” “But where is the Alpha"one of them asked. “It was signed by the pack's leader.” I smirked and made a mental note to remove him from office once everything plays out well,I wasn't looking for loyal fools to ruin my plan. “Well then I guess the letters are a bit ahead of their time.”I cleared my throat and began my heavily practiced speech. “You,like all the
*Yolanda's POV* I took a long sip of my tea and stared into the distance,the workers were working as usual,the birds were chirping,the air smelled like flowers and tea. Every single thing seemed to be in place but myself. I couldn't shake off the feeling of dread in my heart,pulling me down and trying to make the perfectly pleasant tea in my mouth taste like mud. I set the still-full tea cup on the tray and took out the one thing I was sure I wouldn't need again. My journal. I never thought I'd have to write another page,explaining why to Noelle--but mostly myself why I did what I did. I imagined how she must feel right now. Angry,disappointed,repulsed? I may have just ruined my relationship with my daughter forever but even with that knowledge,it was all for her own purpose, her own good. I took out my pen and began to write again,from the very beginning. The night I found out I was pregnant,I was disappointed in myself. I always thought that running away from the orphanage







