LOGINAmber's POV The annoying blare of my alarm clock jolted me awake, pounding in my head like someone was beating a drum inside my skull. I instantly regretted setting it. I slapped it off with more force than necessary, the silence that followed almost deafening. I sat up slowly, rubbing my eyes, and my hand brushed across the empty side of the bed. That’s when it hit me, Bella wasn’t here anymore. No more human alarm clock shaking me awake with her endless energy and teasing. Goddess, I had gotten so used to her presence that the quiet felt wrong, like a missing heartbeat. I forced my eyes open wider and checked the time. Shit. 6:30 a.m. I still had to get ready and head to my new job. University didn’t start until next week, alongside Bella, thank the Moon Goddess but right now, I had chicken to deliver and tables to wait on. I jumped out of bed, nearly tripping over my own suitcase, and ran into the bathroom. A quick shower later, hot water barely touching the exhaustio
Amber's POV The office door whooshed open, cutting off my spiraling thoughts as a beautiful older Black woman sashayed inside. Her long black hair gleamed under the fluorescent lights, her presence commanding yet graceful, she looked like she could have walked straight off a magazine cover or a runway. She settled into the revolving chair behind the wide wooden desk, crossed her legs, and flashed a smile that lit up the entire room. That smile, it was one of those rare, one-in-a-million smiles that actually reached her eyes and made you feel seen. Before I knew it, I was smiling back, the knot in my chest loosening just a fraction. “You must be Daniel,” she said warmly, leaning forward slightly. “It’s been a while since I last saw you… goodness, look at you. You have grown into such a fine young man. I almost didn’t recognize you without that teenage scowl.” My gaze drifted to Daniel, who was blushing, actually blushing like a fanboy meeting his celebrity crush. My jaw
Amber's POV The taxi ride to the university passed in a blur, streets, trees, and the occasional honk fading into background noise. When the car finally pulled up to the massive iron gates, I couldn’t stop staring out the window. This was the school I would have attended if I hadn’t earned that scholarship to King’s University in Everbite… and if my family hadn’t been branded outlaws years ago because Dad trusted the wrong people and got labeled a traitor by the Alpha. I wondered how different everything might have been if I had never set foot in that cursed pack. Maybe the Moon Goddess would have given me a mate with the same skin tone as mine. Maybe I wouldn’t have ended up with two mates. Maybe my life wouldn’t feel like one long, exhausting nightmare that kept restarting every time I thought I’d hit rock bottom. A heavy sigh slipped out as I turned from the window. My gaze caught on the back of a she-wolf standing at the gate in the warm afternoon sun, wavy hair catching t
Amber’s POV I had to stop thinking about him. I couldn’t keep spiraling down that rabbit hole, but goddess, I missed my ex-fiancé. His gorgeous face, those sharp cheekbones, the way his green eyes softened when he looked at me like I was the only thing in the world that mattered, the warmth of his arms… I shoved the thoughts away hard, like slamming a door on them, and stuffed the green-and-white maid uniform into my handbag until the zipper strained. Then I walked out of the tiny office, chin up, pretending my heart wasn’t cracking open all over again. Just as I reached the restaurant door, my phone started ringing inside the bag, muffled but insistent. I froze for a second, then dug through the mess of fabric until I pulled it out. My breath caught when I saw the name flashing on the screen. Mason. Saved under “Fiancé ❤️.” My thumb hovered over the answer button. Why was he calling? Why now? We were done. Over. I knew if I picked up, I wouldn’t be able to stop talking to
Amber’s POV The walk to the restaurant from our new house took barely two minutes, close enough that I could smell the frying oil before I even turned the corner. I stopped in front of the shop, taking it in: a handful of outdoor tables already filled with people tearing into buckets of chicken, napkins scattered like confetti, and that massive, slightly faded chicken logo glowing above the entrance. The place was alive, customers streaming in and out, carrying greasy paper bags, laughing, and arguing over the last drumstick. My stomach twisted with nerves, but I took a deep breath and pushed through the crowd, completely forgetting Logan had told me to use the back door. Too late now. Inside, the cozy little restaurant was packed wall-to-wall. Tables were crammed with families and friends digging into piles of golden chicken and fries, waiters weaving between them like they were dodging traffic. My eyes darted straight to the large counter at the back. Logan stood there i
Amber’s POV I didn’t stick around to listen to whatever comforting nonsense my mom was about to say to my sulking, heartbroken self. I just turned and walked back into the house, tuning out her voice calling after me. My feet pounded up the stairs, and I slammed my bedroom door shut behind me, hard enough that the frame rattled, locking out the world in case anyone got any ideas about following. I crossed the room to the desk, yanked my laptop out of its bag, and dropped it down with a thud. I had been too drained the night before to unpack it properly, so now I dragged the chair closer and collapsed into it. I powered it on and started scrolling job listings near the house, anything that would pay. A part-time gig popped up just a few blocks away. Delivery girl. “Do girls even do delivery?” Raven piped up in my head, sounding annoyingly judgmental. “Like, home deliveries? Isn’t that supposed to be a dude thing? Bikes, boxes, sweating in the sun?” “Delivery is for everyo
Author’s POVAlpha Xavier stiffened when Amber snapped at him, her eyes burning with rage. He turned to look at her, a tail of frustration lashing beneath his calm exterior. “T-That’s not what I meant, my love.” He stuttered. “You got it all—”“No, I didn’t,” she half yelled, moving closer to him,
Alpha Mason’s POV “What the hell? So my dad has a side chick?” I interrogated, my tone sharper than intended. “Yes, he does, and she is the rich daughter of that madman that wants to steal our business...what was his name again? I don't remember, but he is the alpha of a nameless pack,” my mom st
Author’s POV“Shh, keep your voice down. We can at least try, Nate. I know she is your friend, but she doesn’t deserve your kindness or your love,” Elsa commented, her fangs slightly showing beneath her painted lips. Her wolf howled impatiently in her head, whispering for chaos.“I-I will think abo
Author’s POVAmber struggled against Xavier’s strong grip, her wolf snarling in her head, wanting freedom more than anything. "What’s your problem?” she slurred. “Let me go. This has nothing to do with you, you jerk.” Linda and the other girl turned to look at them through the haze of alcohol and







