Azura
“You want to disguise yourself as Alpha Elias and participate in the combat?” He asks as if confirming if he heard right.
“Yes. I want to go to the Lunar Academy to train instead of your place,” I reply and he gives me a puzzled look.
“And why? Why do you want to do that? Do you even have any idea what will happen to you if you get caught?” Elias bombards me with his questions, playing my big brother’s role.
I can’t help but roll my eyes. “You know, I’m more powerful than you,” I smirk and continue, “Besides, I’m capable of fighting any Alpha and I want to have a chance to speak to the Alpha King. This Alpha combat is my only chance.”
“Because you think that no one else can bring justice to you and your father except the Alpha King, right?” Elias says, reading my mind and my jaw drops in amazement. He is getting smart, I would give him that.
“I know that even if I want, I can’t fight against the Dark Shadow pack as the situation in my pack is not good and no other Alpha can help you so I understand but you have to promise me that if anything goes south, you will ask for help and come back to my pack,” he smiles at me and I promise him before hugging him.
“Thank you, Elias,” I say, pulling myself away and smiling at him.
He smirks and pats my head. “Do you think you will be able to act like Alpha Elias? You know, I have a pretty tough personality and I haven’t lost any battle in the Academy before.” He boasts and shrugs.
My smile falters as I realize that everyone has seen him in the Lunar Academy earlier. What if someone…
“Hey, what happened?” Elias waves his hands in front of me, bringing me out of my thoughts.
“What if someone discovers that I'm impersonating you and that I'm not the real Elias? I mean, everyone has seen your bloody face.” I state with a frown.
He laughs, throwing his head back. “I like seeing you scared, Zura.”
I flare my nostrils and punch his shoulder. “Shut the fuck up, Eli-Peli.” I growl and he chuckles again.
“Don’t worry, little sister. Everyone has seen my face but I wasn’t Alpha Elias at that time. They know me as Elias, not Alpha Elias. I haven’t attended any event after taking over the post of the Alpha of the Black Cliff pack so they know Alpha Elias by his name only, not by face,” he explains and I sigh in relief.
“Alright, then. I should leave now.” I hug him again and get my backpack from my room.
I will do anything to make things work in my favor. I can’t let this chance slip from my hand. The daughter of the Beta Drake feared nothing and no one.
“You’re not going alone there,” Elias stops me, blocking my way.
“You gotta be kidding me,” I shake my head and scowl. “They accept only Alphas if you have forgotten.”
Eli frowns. “You should listen first before reacting. I’m not sending you there alone. My Beta, Jack, will drive you there safely and he will return only after seeing you entering the Lunar Academy. I can’t let you travel alone, knowing that your asshole husband will be searching for you everywhere like lunatics.”
My heart skips a beat at the mention of my mate. He will also be there. I have planned to get contact lenses and a wig to hide my prominent features. I don’t have money to buy the stuff I need and I’m feeling too embarrassed to ask for it from Elias. I have already bothered him enough. I don’t want to add more burden on him after knowing that his pack’s condition isn’t right.
I sit in the car after saying goodbye to him. “Take this and use it.” He offers me his credit card and I reluctantly take it after denying it twice politely. I will return the money to him once I find the real culprit and then, I will go back to my pack and get my mother’s fortune back from those bitches. He forces me to take it and tells me to ring him anytime and inform him every day about everything that happens in the Academy.
He simply wants to keep an eye on me so he will know if I’m in danger. I promise him to update him about everything.
Beta Jack stops the car at a mall and I get a makeover within two hours. I buy males’ stuff and it reminds me of Nicholas. I regret loving that asshole who didn’t even believe me and was ready to kill me. I wonder if he ever loved me or maybe it was just because of the mate bond.
My wolf is missing him but there is no way that I’m taking him back. I will stay away from him.
I make my way toward the parking lot and open the door of the car.
“Excuse me?” Jack snaps coldly.
“It’s me, Azura,” I say, stifling a giggle.
“What the fuck. I can’t even recognize you,” Beta Jack’s mouth hangs in surprise when he recognizes my voice.
I sit in the passenger seat and he drives us to a restaurant. We take lunch there before continuing our journey. After eight hours of traveling, we finally arrive at the Academy.
“Take care, Azura. Should you need any help, don’t hesitate to reach out to us,” Jack tells me softly, smiling down at me.
“Thank you, Jack. Drive back safely.” I bid him farewell and he leaves after he sees me going inside the Academy.
I’m familiar with every corner of this Academy so I reach the office within a minute. The officer in charge asks me to go to the boys’ hostel and find my room number and roommate on the board. I pray to the Goddess not to set me up with Nicholas as my roommate as I walk toward the hostel with my heart thudding in my chest. I have used the scent disguiser but I’m not ready to face him yet.
I stumble and trip over a pebble. My ass would have landed on the floor if a strong hand wouldn’t have held my hand. My hands collide with his chest and I look into his amber brown eyes.
“Hello, ex-girlfriend,” he whispers in my ear in his deep husky voice, making me shiver.
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AzuraOne Week Later...The Blue Moon hangs like a glowing beacon in the night sky, casting its luminous glow over the packhouse grounds. Tonight is not just any night—it’s the rarest of nights when magic courses through the air, weaving a mystical tapestry between all who gather under its light. It’s as if fate itself has written this moment, for not only is it my wedding night but also the Blue Moon, a time when the most powerful bonds can be revealed. I pray to the Moon Goddess to give me Ryker as my fated mate, but even if she is up to some game and gives me someone else as my second chance mate, I’m determined to reject him in the blink of an eye. I stand in front of the mirror, barely recognizing the woman reflected there. My wedding gown, a masterpiece of silk and lace, hugs my body like a dream. The bodice is adorned with intricate silver embroidery, weaving the shapes of moons and wolves, while the long, flowing skirt spills around me like water, glistening with the light fr
AzuraThe smell of sizzling eggs and freshly brewed coffee fills the air as I step into the dining room, the warmth of the early morning sun streaming through the windows. My heart still feels like it’s floating somewhere above my head, ever since last night. The proposal. Ryker. My soon-to-be husband.I smile to myself as I sit at the breakfast table, but the moment I do, I notice something strange—everyone’s looking at me. Elysia’s grinning, Dante’s trying to hold back a smirk, and even Rosie is practically buzzing with excitement.“What?” I ask cautiously, narrowing my eyes at them.Elysia leans over the table, wiggling her eyebrows. “Oh, nothing. Just that your fiancé—" she drags out the word with extra emphasis, “—decided to make a very public proposal last night.”“Very public,” Dante echoes, unable to hide his grin. “I mean, the whole pack was watching.”“And now,” Rosie chimes in, her eyes sparkling mischievously, “it’s going viral. The Alpha’s proposal is the talk of the town
Ryker“Nothing’s wrong,” I assure her, my lips curving into a smile. “In fact, everything feels right. More right than it’s ever been.”Her eyes soften, and I can see the question forming on her lips, but I don’t give her a chance to ask. Instead, I stand up, pushing my chair back as I get down on one knee.The gasps around us are immediate. The pack members who have been subtly watching our every move are now openly staring, their eyes wide with shock and curiosity as a few of them start recording it on their phones. But none of that matters anymore. The only thing that matters is the woman in front of me.Azura’s hands fly to her mouth, her eyes wide with surprise. “Ryker, what are you—”“Azura,” I interrupt softly, pulling the ring from my pocket and holding it up for her to see. “From the moment I met you, I knew you were the one for me. Strong, fierce, and the most beautiful woman I have ever seen—everything I’ve ever wanted in my wife. You’ve challenged me, pushed me, and made m
RykerThe moment she steps out of the bathroom, wearing my shirt and looking both regal and relaxed, my breath catches in my throat. Azura—the one person who can shatter me with a glance and, at the same time, make me feel invincible—is here, wrapped up in my scent, my world, and for the first time in what feels like forever, everything seems right.Her hair cascades down her back, damp from the shower, catching the light in a way that makes her look ethereal, like some kind of warrior goddess who has walked straight out of legend. And yet, there is this softness to her that draws me in. The way her lips curve into a soft smile when she catches me staring, the subtle blush on her cheeks... damn, I’m a goner.I can’t help but shake my head as a light blush creeps onto my cheeks as I recall the moment she came to me, begging me to fuck her and make her forget everything else that’s been running through her mind. She is silly but cute and yet demanding; I absolutely love that about her.
AzuraA sliver of sunlight peeks through the curtains, dancing across my eyelids. I stir, blinking as the warmth wraps around me like a soft blanket. My muscles are sore, my body deliciously tired, but it’s the weight of the arms around me that brings a smile to my lips before I even open my eyes.RykerThe heat of him against my back is grounding, his heartbeat steady and strong, a rhythmic reminder of the night before. Memories flood back, each one sending a shiver down my spine. His touch, his words, the way he made me forget everything but him.I turn my head slightly, catching a glimpse of him still fast asleep. His dark hair falls messily across his forehead, his jaw relaxed, and his arm is draped possessively over my waist. Even in sleep, he doesn’t let me go.He looks so gorgeous even in sleep; his long eyelashes, sharp jawline, square face, and full lips make him look like a Greek god. I give him a small pack on his lips, nose, and forehead. A flutter of emotion tightens my
Ryker “Put me down, Ryker!” She snaps, her voice laced with fury, but I’m already halfway up the stairs, my steps heavy with intent. I don’t stop until I reach my bedroom door, and with one swift kick, I push it open. The sound echoes in the quiet hallway as I stride in, locking the door behind me.I toss her onto the bed, her body bouncing slightly against the mattress, but she quickly scrambles to her feet and tries to run away. Before she can make another move, I’m in front of her, pinning her against the wall, trapping her between my body and the cold surface behind her. Her breath hitches, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and something else—something that matches the heat blazing in my chest.“You want to know what I want, Azura?” I growl, my voice low as I lean in closer, my lips inches from hers. “I want you to stop pushing me away. I want you to stop acting like you don’t feel this, too.”Her breathing quickens, and for a split second, I see a flicker of uncertainty in her e
Ryker“You wanted to dance, right? Let’s go and dance,” I growl, holding her hand firmly when she tries to walk away.Azura stops in her tracks, her back stiffening at my words. She turns to look at me, her eyes blazing with anger, but I can feel the tension in her hand as I grip it tightly. She’s furious, and to be honest, so am I.How could she let another man touch her? Dance with him, no less, while I’m standing here, watching her? Did she think I’d just let it slide? Not a chance.But instead, she pulls away from me with a sharp yank, her lips curling into a mocking smile. "Don’t play with me, Ryker. Go back to your bitch. I’m sure she’s waiting for you on the dance floor."My jaw clenches at her words. "Azura, I wasn’t dancing with her because I wanted to. The Elders—"She scoffs, cutting me off. "Are you going to give me excuses now? And do you expect me to believe you?" She crosses her arms, her stance challenging me, daring me to give her a weak excuse.I grit my teeth, trying
AzuraI can’t help but feel a pang of guilt gnawing at me as I sit quietly, picking at my food. Ryker’s question echoes in my mind. Did you not like the dress I bought for you? How could I have missed that? A part of me feels bad for not going to his room and checking out the dress earlier. He looked so hurt, but he was quick to mask it over with a smile when he got to know that I hadn’t seen it.I glance at him across the room as he chats with some of the warriors; he is looking so hot in that suit. Of course, the women would throw themselves at him. I scan the venue and find the girls staring at him with lovesick eyes. Sighing, I grab my glass of red wine that Xander had brought for me, only to spill it onto my dress accidentally. “Oh no!” I mutter under my breath, blotting at the grease stain with a napkin. Of all the times to be clumsy. As I try to clean it with the tissue, the stain doesn’t go away; it spreads on my dress. My wolf smirks at me; you did it intentionally. I sho
RykerThe chaos erupts when Elysia’s parents storm in. It feels like a crack of thunder, sharp and jarring. My body stiffens, my wolf on edge, ready to act. Elysia’s mother looks livid, her lips pressed into a thin, disapproving line while her father strides toward Dante with a fury that promises trouble."How dare you abduct my daughter?" Her father’s booming voice slices through the peaceful atmosphere, drawing everyone's attention. His eyes blaze with a mixture of anger and disbelief as he takes in the sight of his daughter in a wedding dress, standing next to Dante, who looks caught between panic and determination. I immediately step forward, my protective instincts kicking in, but before I can speak, Andrew and my grandfather appear out of nowhere, moving to intercept Elysia’s parents. Their presence is a calming force, and I see both of them exchange a quick glance before addressing the royal witches.“Wait,” Andrew begins, his voice calm but firm, as he raises his hands to sto