~Ezinne~ As minutes dissolved into hours, hours stretched into days, and days melded into a week, the hurt I felt was still new each morning. Elara and Garrick seemed to take perverse pleasure in ruining my every waking moment. Garrick was oblivious to what was going on and was only indulging his
Garrick cleared his throat, a note of desperation in his voice. "Elara is pregnant, and, as you might know, pregnant women often experience intense cravings. She's been craving the pasta you once made." "I haven't cooked in four months, Garrick," I interjected, my voice tinged with incredulity at
~Malik~ I transformed back into my human form after tearing the colossal rogue leader apart. Kael, my right-hand man, was already there, holding out my robe. The rogues had been a nightmare on my lands, especially while I was away. They had mercilessly attacked and killed several of our unsusp
Rafe often said I needed a mate to soften my edges, but the thought never appealed to me. I had never thought of having one. Mates seemed more like distractions than partners, and I had no desire to become as infatuated and vulnerable as Hunter had become with Eloise. He practically worshipped the g
~Ezinne~ "You look stunning, Luna," Rose praised, her fingers deftly arranging my hair into an elegant style. Draping the last piece of jewellery around my neck, I couldn't help but beam back at her. We were gearing up for an extraordinary event: the Alpha of Alphas had extended an invite to
"You must be the queen bee," a deep voice remarked from behind me. Turning, I was met by a young man whose presence was surprisingly commanding for his age, and his voice way deeper than his appearance. His features were striking, and he carried the hint of emerging adulthood with an effortless ch
~Ezinne~ "Alpha Garrick, isn't that right?" Osborne offered; his hand stretched out in greeting. Garrick eyed the offered hand with a mix of cool detachment and barely concealed irritation, choosing to overlook it entirely. "I need to speak with my wife," he stated, his voice low and edged
"Fuck you, Garrick," I muttered, turning and walking away. ~*~ During the dance, I managed to steal a moment with Barbara, and we escaped to the rooftop for some privacy. There, I opened my heart to her, revealing everything. She was taken aback when she learned that Garrick hadn't touched m