DOMINICFor the first time, I wish I wasn’t positioned at the head of the table. I’m not sure I’ll be as gentle as my brother with all the teasing this brat has put me through. Deciding I’ve seen enough, I pick up the darn fork and return to my seat. I can feel Xylus and Ella staring funny at me, but I ignore them anyway.Rosie’s pussy is worth more than their curiosity.“I heard the Luna got attacked. How is she now?” Ella’s voice drags me out of my fantasy. I blink at her, a bit confused, before I pull myself together.“Still recovering, but she’s better now. We’re looking forward to her full recovery before the end of the month.”That damned monster almost took her life. If Ashton and Rosie hadn’t moved fast, she would’ve lost a lot of blood and died. Good thing we got rid of it.“I’m glad everything is back to normal. A lot has happened. It’s only fair the goddess grants us a break from drama—at least till after the wedding,” Ashton quips through a bite of salad. Xylus nods in agr
DominicThere’s nothing more comforting than a home alive with chatter and laughter over dinner. If you turn a blind eye to the micro-responses Rosie cautiously gives Ella, and the glare Xylus is drilling into my head, you might think we look like one big happy family from Barney.Guilt grips at my throat, its sharp talons reminding me that I’m about to lie to my brother and my mate. I shift in my seat, restless. Don’t get me wrong, the food’s delicious: smoked veal, Caesar salad, and other dishes I don’t even care to name.“So, how about you, Alpha? Care to tell us how your day went?” Rosie sends me a flirty look, her eyes sparkling with lust. Underneath the table, I feel her cold feet brush along my pants. Oh fuck.For the love of the moon, this woman could make a saint I exhale deeply. “Too boring for you to care about. Turns out I won’t be around from tomorrow. I’ll have to take a diplomatic visit to another pack.” I avoid her eyes, my voice dipping at the end of my sentence.X
DominicTo say I'm stunned is an understatement. I know Cassie, she can be manipulative when she wants something. You could say she loves playing the devil's advocate whenever it serves her purpose. But right now, her voice sounds too innocent for games, more desperate than deceitful. What I don't understand is how her being my fiancée changes anything."Please... say something." Her hands are clasped tightly in her lap as she leans forward, eyes filled with a flicker of hope that almost hurts to look at.A brief pause hangs between us.Ryk growls in my head, his voice a warning. "Before you think of doing something stupid, remember, we have a mate. And we just proposed."I clench my jaw. "What game are you playing at, Cassie?"The hope in her eyes flickers, then fades entirely."I know you...," she whispers. "You're not supposed to trust me, not after all my scheming and everything I did. But trust me on this, please. I've weighed my options. My chances are slim, and even the best la
CASSANDRA They say regret strikes hard, but I never knew it could hurt this deep. Each stab pierces through my chest, leaving a hollow ache that grows heavier every day.I wish that monster had killed me. But oh well... maybe this is the Moon Goddess giving me a second chance, to rewrite my history. To rewrite everything.In my dream, I had seen Wayne marrying her, the bitch he’s been cheating on me with. And my daughter... suffering, day after day.No. I can’t let that happen. I have to rewrite it all, and it starts with custody.Way before I fell victim to the monster, Wayne was already filing to take full custody of our daughter. And my biggest fear? His evidence is more concrete than anything I have. He’s on the winning side.Of course, what court would grant custody to a mother who abandoned her child at five months old and never showed up again for years?I made a mistake… a terrible one. Not just as a woman, but as a mother. I know I’ve failed her. But the real pain isn’t just
RosieWe’ve barely made it back inside the room, and we’re already tearing at each other’s clothes.I’m engaged. I’m fucking engaged. It’s official, I’m going to marry a Lockwood. No, both Lockwood. Rosalie Lockwood. Damn it. The moon goddess knows how I’ve wanted that name from day one, and now it’s actually coming to pass.My back hits the door to Dominic’s room, the two boys crowding me in.Oh, moon goddess… I feel so heated up. If I don’t die of this tonight, then I doubt anything else could ever kill me.My breath hitches as Ashton helps me undress.“Oh, damn it… why do they make such stunning but impossible-to-remove dresses like this?” he mutters, his voice thick with impatience. “There are so many things we want to do to you… but damn this dress!”His curse comes out rough, frustrated, and I swear he would’ve torn it off if he weren’t afraid of hurting me.Oh, damn, I almost curse out when one hand cups my breast, fondling gently as he tries to free them from the tight, padded
Rosie’s POVThe banquet’s in full action. Laughter, music, everything feels too loud, too gold, too much. I need air. Most especially after having thise boys drag out orgasm through me, and oh yeah, theh didn't actually fuck me... just touched me till I'm a wrecking mess.I cant tell what suddenly changed in my body, but the ache to have them around, the cravings. The Moon goddess help me.The lights shimmer across the marble floor as I move. My Valentino gown clings to my hips like silk made of sin, the slit teasing every step I take. I picked it myself.After everything, after the nightmares, the visions, the screams, I deserve to feel beautiful. To remind myself that life, somehow, still has color.I search for Dominic and Ashton, the two idiots I came here with, but they’re nowhere to be found.Of course. Fuckboys.I sigh.The air outside hits me, cool and alive. I lift the hem of my gown, careful not to step on it and tumble like a drunk fairy tale.My heels click against the st