Safe or NotAzaria POV“What do you mean by no phones allowed?” I tried to fight back, my instincts were sharp and I honestly did not like the looks of things.“I'll give it to you after the meeting or when you plan to behave.” He said sternly, but there was something about his looks that didn't sit well with me.What was I saying? He literally tried to kidnap me, I needed to get to Nicholas but how?A spare phone!!I usually hide a spare phone whenever my dad grounded me, now I just needed to get away from this man's sight.I paced around the room, trying to get his attention, moving from one corner to another, making sure I did everything to get on his nerves.“It's either you sit down or I sit you down,” he finally snapped.“I can't,” I muttered, trying to sound very weak.He glared at me, “what is it?”“I'm really pressed and you seem mad, I didn't want you to get more angry,” he looked pissed but calmed down.I silently prayed it worked.“Then why are you telling me, go do your b
Believe meAZARIA POVWe walked out from the building with Nicholas hand still firm on my waist, pairs of eyes and murmurs filled the air.I swear if this incident reached the ears of Ashley, I don't mind if he was the upcoming Alpha king, I would murder him and get away with it.“Can you let me go now?”I huffed angrily, hitting his hands off my waist but he refused to let go.“Your Highness…” my father called out.Nicholas faced him with a sheepish look on his face, “call me Nicholas sir, I don't mind.”“Alright then, Nicholas, on behalf of my rude daughter, I want to thank you for everything you've done for my family.”Rude?!Did my own father just call me rude?Did he not see the way this man keeps teasing me?“It's fine sir, we will soon be inlaws, so it's quite normal,” he replied calmly.I managed to escape from his grasp rushing to my father's side, “I never accepted anything, so whatever you're doing is out of your own goodwill.”My father hit me, “Ouch! Dad… but it's true, a
NO ONE TOUCHES MY MATENICHOLAS POVAs soon as the car parked at the drive way, Azaria got out of the car and slammed the door shut in anger, heading into the house.I was quite taken aback by her change of emotion, I had never seen her this angry before.“I'm sorry that you had to witness that,” Azaria’s father apologized.“It's fine sir.”We both got out of the car and headed into the house. “Dad… sis is throwing a tantrum again,” Lucas yelled while he came the stairs, immediately his gaze met mine, he had a cocky smile on his face.“Good day, your highness,” he said awkwardly.I chuckled softly.“Your Highness?!” Ariana came out from the counter, “oh, good day, your highness.” She had the same cheeky smile as her sister. “Where's your Aunty?” Mr. Brooke asked calmly.“She went to get some groceries, she said she would be back soon.” Ariana said softly, bringing out some freshly baked cookies from the oven.Damn! They smelled so heavily, but that's not what I came here for, I ne
FRIEND OR FOENICHOLAS POVAriana left the room defeated, Azaria slammed the door shut, rage in her eyes.“You…”She rushed to me, I managed to dodge her attack but she pursued me around her room.She tripped and landed on my body, this wasn't good at all, she rose to her feet immediately turning around when she noticed my shirt had lost two buttons.“It's your fault…” she muttered, still refusing to look at me.I had a grin plastered on my face, “how so?” My tone was laced with mockery.“If you hadn't broken my door lock, I wouldn't be–” she turned angrily but turned back, “put in a sticky situation with Ariana.”“And where the hell is your shirt?”“What it's not like you haven't seen me half-naked before?”“Just stay there, I'll get you something you can wear,” she dashed out from the room.I chuckled lightly, reaching into my pocket, I called Marcel.“Wassup…”“I need Intel on Mr. Landon and what he does, in an hour, nothing should be left out, also I need leads on what happened du
WHO AM I?AZARIA'S POV“Finally, he’s gone.”I did not stop myself from letting the words slip out of my mouth. I hadn’t been aware I’d said them out loud until I heard the sharp clank of a spoon against the counter.My aunt snapped her hands against a kitchen towel with a clack, whipping herself around and facing me. Her lips were thinned as her brows were drawn together. “That’s no way to begin speaking about your future husband.”I rolled my eyes and tossed the chopped carrots a bit too harshly into the bowl. “Don’t start.”“Don’t start?” she repeated with a disbelieving chuckle. “You’re the one acting like having the alpha of the royal bloodline standing in your kitchen is the end of the world.”“It is,” I muttered.My father stepped into the kitchen to catch it. He stopped, his steps, and gave me that unreadable look he had perfected. “Marrying Nicholas would be punishment?”“I wouldn’t say that,” I responded.Aunt Brooke interjected.I exhaled a deep, long breath and, turning aw
WHAT DOES HE TRULY WANT?AZARIA'S POVI hated this. The pressure. The expectations. The bond.Wasn’t the mate bond supposed to feel magical? Natural? Easy?It was ridiculous that when Nicholas looked at me it felt like a war zone in my chest.I remembered his cocky smirk, how his eyes mellowed out when there was no one around. I remembered that what he tried to protect me from was that bodyguard—he told me I mattered and his voice shook.And yet…I also remembered how he barged into my space like he owned it, how he teased without care, how his wolf presence seemed to overshadow everything else.Was that love?Or was it just instinct?Was I just another prize for an alpha to claim?I buried my face into my arms.What if he didn’t ask me to be his mate because he loved me?What if he just saw something useful in me—something strategic? A girl with a strong lineage, a link to something he needed, a way to gain favor with my family?The thought turned painfully in my chest.I didn’t want
DOES SHE HATE ME?NICHOLAS POVI wasn’t eavesdropping. Not really. I was just walking down the hallway when I heard Ashley’s laugh echo from her room. I paused out of habit, mostly because she only laughed like that when she was on the phone with one person.Azaria.Just the name alone had an odd effect on me. There was a tug in my chest, someone had looped a thread into my ribs and pulled. I hadn’t realized that I was leaning slightly against the wall, listening. But when I heard my name mentioned, I froze."He smiled. That smug, annoying, I-know-you-want-me smile."Ouch.Ashley’s voice followed, laced with dramatic flair. "Did you kick him out?""Basically."I clenched my fists. A bit, but that stung more than I was willing to admit. I was no more trying to be annoying. I was trying to keep things... civil. Gentle. I knew Azaria was stubborn, maybe more stubborn than anyone I’d ever met. But I wasn’t expecting her to hate the idea of me so much."If I hear one more person say 'But h
THE SUSPICIONS UNFOLDNICHOLAS POVI slammed the door to my private room shut, the tension from the argument with Ashley still simmering in my chest. Her words had cut deeper than she realized. I didn’t care what she thought of me, but a woman who thought that little of my intentions with Azaria, stung more than I expected. I exhaled with a sharp exhale as I ran my hand through my hair. I was all over the place and needed some clarity from my mind.Marcel was thankfully already seated at the edge of the long dark oak table which dominated the center of the room. The glow from the chandelier above cast sharp shadows across his face.His fingers beat slowly against the surface of the surface before he muttered, "You're late."Certain fact in hand, I pulled a chair out across from him and replied, "Ashley made herself a problem again."Marcel scoffed. "Isn't she always?""What do you have for me?"He pushed a thick folder towards me, and I opened it. "Mr. Landon... isn’t who he appears t
THE SUSPICIONS UNFOLDNICHOLAS POVI slammed the door to my private room shut, the tension from the argument with Ashley still simmering in my chest. Her words had cut deeper than she realized. I didn’t care what she thought of me, but a woman who thought that little of my intentions with Azaria, stung more than I expected. I exhaled with a sharp exhale as I ran my hand through my hair. I was all over the place and needed some clarity from my mind.Marcel was thankfully already seated at the edge of the long dark oak table which dominated the center of the room. The glow from the chandelier above cast sharp shadows across his face.His fingers beat slowly against the surface of the surface before he muttered, "You're late."Certain fact in hand, I pulled a chair out across from him and replied, "Ashley made herself a problem again."Marcel scoffed. "Isn't she always?""What do you have for me?"He pushed a thick folder towards me, and I opened it. "Mr. Landon... isn’t who he appears t
DOES SHE HATE ME?NICHOLAS POVI wasn’t eavesdropping. Not really. I was just walking down the hallway when I heard Ashley’s laugh echo from her room. I paused out of habit, mostly because she only laughed like that when she was on the phone with one person.Azaria.Just the name alone had an odd effect on me. There was a tug in my chest, someone had looped a thread into my ribs and pulled. I hadn’t realized that I was leaning slightly against the wall, listening. But when I heard my name mentioned, I froze."He smiled. That smug, annoying, I-know-you-want-me smile."Ouch.Ashley’s voice followed, laced with dramatic flair. "Did you kick him out?""Basically."I clenched my fists. A bit, but that stung more than I was willing to admit. I was no more trying to be annoying. I was trying to keep things... civil. Gentle. I knew Azaria was stubborn, maybe more stubborn than anyone I’d ever met. But I wasn’t expecting her to hate the idea of me so much."If I hear one more person say 'But h
WHAT DOES HE TRULY WANT?AZARIA'S POVI hated this. The pressure. The expectations. The bond.Wasn’t the mate bond supposed to feel magical? Natural? Easy?It was ridiculous that when Nicholas looked at me it felt like a war zone in my chest.I remembered his cocky smirk, how his eyes mellowed out when there was no one around. I remembered that what he tried to protect me from was that bodyguard—he told me I mattered and his voice shook.And yet…I also remembered how he barged into my space like he owned it, how he teased without care, how his wolf presence seemed to overshadow everything else.Was that love?Or was it just instinct?Was I just another prize for an alpha to claim?I buried my face into my arms.What if he didn’t ask me to be his mate because he loved me?What if he just saw something useful in me—something strategic? A girl with a strong lineage, a link to something he needed, a way to gain favor with my family?The thought turned painfully in my chest.I didn’t want
WHO AM I?AZARIA'S POV“Finally, he’s gone.”I did not stop myself from letting the words slip out of my mouth. I hadn’t been aware I’d said them out loud until I heard the sharp clank of a spoon against the counter.My aunt snapped her hands against a kitchen towel with a clack, whipping herself around and facing me. Her lips were thinned as her brows were drawn together. “That’s no way to begin speaking about your future husband.”I rolled my eyes and tossed the chopped carrots a bit too harshly into the bowl. “Don’t start.”“Don’t start?” she repeated with a disbelieving chuckle. “You’re the one acting like having the alpha of the royal bloodline standing in your kitchen is the end of the world.”“It is,” I muttered.My father stepped into the kitchen to catch it. He stopped, his steps, and gave me that unreadable look he had perfected. “Marrying Nicholas would be punishment?”“I wouldn’t say that,” I responded.Aunt Brooke interjected.I exhaled a deep, long breath and, turning aw
FRIEND OR FOENICHOLAS POVAriana left the room defeated, Azaria slammed the door shut, rage in her eyes.“You…”She rushed to me, I managed to dodge her attack but she pursued me around her room.She tripped and landed on my body, this wasn't good at all, she rose to her feet immediately turning around when she noticed my shirt had lost two buttons.“It's your fault…” she muttered, still refusing to look at me.I had a grin plastered on my face, “how so?” My tone was laced with mockery.“If you hadn't broken my door lock, I wouldn't be–” she turned angrily but turned back, “put in a sticky situation with Ariana.”“And where the hell is your shirt?”“What it's not like you haven't seen me half-naked before?”“Just stay there, I'll get you something you can wear,” she dashed out from the room.I chuckled lightly, reaching into my pocket, I called Marcel.“Wassup…”“I need Intel on Mr. Landon and what he does, in an hour, nothing should be left out, also I need leads on what happened du
NO ONE TOUCHES MY MATENICHOLAS POVAs soon as the car parked at the drive way, Azaria got out of the car and slammed the door shut in anger, heading into the house.I was quite taken aback by her change of emotion, I had never seen her this angry before.“I'm sorry that you had to witness that,” Azaria’s father apologized.“It's fine sir.”We both got out of the car and headed into the house. “Dad… sis is throwing a tantrum again,” Lucas yelled while he came the stairs, immediately his gaze met mine, he had a cocky smile on his face.“Good day, your highness,” he said awkwardly.I chuckled softly.“Your Highness?!” Ariana came out from the counter, “oh, good day, your highness.” She had the same cheeky smile as her sister. “Where's your Aunty?” Mr. Brooke asked calmly.“She went to get some groceries, she said she would be back soon.” Ariana said softly, bringing out some freshly baked cookies from the oven.Damn! They smelled so heavily, but that's not what I came here for, I ne
Believe meAZARIA POVWe walked out from the building with Nicholas hand still firm on my waist, pairs of eyes and murmurs filled the air.I swear if this incident reached the ears of Ashley, I don't mind if he was the upcoming Alpha king, I would murder him and get away with it.“Can you let me go now?”I huffed angrily, hitting his hands off my waist but he refused to let go.“Your Highness…” my father called out.Nicholas faced him with a sheepish look on his face, “call me Nicholas sir, I don't mind.”“Alright then, Nicholas, on behalf of my rude daughter, I want to thank you for everything you've done for my family.”Rude?!Did my own father just call me rude?Did he not see the way this man keeps teasing me?“It's fine sir, we will soon be inlaws, so it's quite normal,” he replied calmly.I managed to escape from his grasp rushing to my father's side, “I never accepted anything, so whatever you're doing is out of your own goodwill.”My father hit me, “Ouch! Dad… but it's true, a
Safe or NotAzaria POV“What do you mean by no phones allowed?” I tried to fight back, my instincts were sharp and I honestly did not like the looks of things.“I'll give it to you after the meeting or when you plan to behave.” He said sternly, but there was something about his looks that didn't sit well with me.What was I saying? He literally tried to kidnap me, I needed to get to Nicholas but how?A spare phone!!I usually hide a spare phone whenever my dad grounded me, now I just needed to get away from this man's sight.I paced around the room, trying to get his attention, moving from one corner to another, making sure I did everything to get on his nerves.“It's either you sit down or I sit you down,” he finally snapped.“I can't,” I muttered, trying to sound very weak.He glared at me, “what is it?”“I'm really pressed and you seem mad, I didn't want you to get more angry,” he looked pissed but calmed down.I silently prayed it worked.“Then why are you telling me, go do your b
In DangerAzaria's POV A few things happened after Nicholas came over. All thr books were paid and we were put on a monthly stipend but also something else changed. Dad said reinstated as the 3rd in command elder in his pack and hestarted a business. It was good well. Maybe too well. He bought a house and wr moved in.In his business, Dad made me an intern. I attended the office after school hours. I loved working there. It freedom my mind of worries. Mainly Nicholas. He hadn't stopped asking me to accept to be his mate and marry him. He said it was for my own good. Well I wasn't. I have my reason but I recalled the promise I had made to my best friend.Deep in my thoughts I didn't know when thr secretary came in. She said some elders wanted to see him.“Hello Mr. Alonso” I said quietly. “We have been trying to reach your father, where is he?” the two of them gave me a pointed stare. They seemed pissed.“Oh I’ll call him” I waved the phone in front of them“Please excuse me” and wal