LOGINLena's POV
I stood there, dumbfounded, staring at Dad like he had grown two heads. I mean, what the hell was he saying?
"That's impossible." I refuted and he glared while Xenia giggled.
"How native." She muttered under her breath but I caught it and just rolled my eyes.
What does she know?
Griffin couldn't call off this engagement. He had wanted me for years, even though he refuses to admit it and this Lilith girl.
How could I have missed her previously? Was it because I failed to pay attention to everything going on in Griffin's life then?
"This arrangement happening, means alot to this household, we can't afford to let it fail." Father said, warning in his eyes.
"But he already shows he doesn't want her. Don't f...." Xenia was about to say when;
"Shut it, Xenia." Father roared and a smirk crossed my lips.
'Finally.' I thought, watching Xenia jolt in fear, trembling as Father gave a death stare.
"I am trying to think here." He added, in a gentle tone this time, his expression softening. He had probably realized what he did.
Xenia turned and dashed upstairs, while Father sighed.
"I will go to him. He has some explanations to do." I told my father as I grabbed the bag I flung onto the couch and made my way out of the house, without waiting for his feedback.
I didn't need his approval, neither does he boss me around anymore.
I drove out of the house, towards Griffin's family estate. I had been there a couple of times during my teenage years and it still looked the same as before.
The butler came outside as I parked into the compound and when he set his eyes on me, it widened a bit and I smiled.
"Butler Greece." I greeted, dashing into his out-stretched arms. He formerly used to be our Butler before Dad fucked up and Mr. Walker snatched him.
"Young miss, how have you been?" He asked as we disengaged from the hug and he patted my head with a grin.
"Great. Is Griffin home?" I cut straight to business immediately, not forgetting why I was here and Butler Greece's smile widened.
"Ofcourse. I heard about your engagement to one another." He winked and I chuckled, before running into the house, up the stairs, trying to figure out Griffin's room.
I didn't have to search long because I saw a door open and heard his voice so I walked into the grand room and gasped at the bare-chested sight that greeted me.
He was on call, standing by the window, his red hair dripping wet, downwards towards his muscular chest. He had just a towel tied around his waist, another towel around the neck.
He bit his lower lips hard, looking frustrated as he barked into his phone in Greece. I salivated, not knowing whether to leave or to draw his attention.
I coughed and he turned sharply to see me, his brows furrowing in confusion. He looked taken aback and I could understand that.
Who could believe that I would come here on my own free will?
"Let me call you back." He said in English and ended the call immediately.
"Surprised to see you here." He told me as he used the other towel to clean his hair while moving closer to me.
Chole began to breath heavily in my head, nudging me to move forward and I did, meeting him halfway across the room as I stared into his dark eyes, my heart skipping a beat.
"What is it?" He inquired, noticing my deep stare and I took my eyes to the ground.
"You are calling off the engagement? Why?" I demanded an answer and he just stared at me.
"It's for the best." He removed the towel from his hair and threw it into the laundry basket by the corner.
"That's not an answer, Griffin. I thought we were on the same page yesterday." I pointed out.
"Well, I changed my mind." He shrugged and I cracked.
"You can't be serious." I said, glaring at him and he scoffed.
"I don't play games Lena. I am dead serious." He deadpanned and for some unknown reason, my heart tightened in pain.
"Is it because of her?" I whispered and he nodded.
"I love her." He told me and the air around turned suffocating, I couldn't breathe and heaved heavily.
"What?" I wanted to scream, it was just like I had been punched in the gut.
"Have you forgotten? You can't love someone else. We are mates." I reminded him, just in case he forgot and he shrugged again.
"Doesn't mean. Mates don't always end up with one another. There is something called rejection." He placed a hand on my shoulder and I flinched.
He did not just say that to me. What was all these?
"So you are rejecting me for her?" I asked and he went mute, his eyes twitching as he looked everywhere else but me.
I smiled and moved even closer to him, closing the last bit of space between us.
"Our Fathers need this. You can't just call it off, I wouldn't allow it." I told him and he huffed.
I turned to walk away when he grabbed me by my hand, spined me back to face him and slammed me against the nearest wall.
A shriek escaped me, my heart beating fast as his nose touched mine, our lips almost meeting as feelings I couldn't describe gathered in me, my stomach dropping.
From fear or anticipation? I had no answer.
I shut my eyes tightly and felt a cold breeze so I opened it immediately and saw that I was nowhere. It was dark, void and Griffin was nowhere to be found.
I tried speaking but my voice was gone and I was breathing heavily, a feeling of dread going through me as a huge lump formed in my throat.
Where was I? How did I get here?
Wasn't I with Griffin? Was everything a dream?
Countless thoughts ran through my mind, questions I had no answers to, flowing through my head.
"This is your punishment my dear. You will chase him in this life. Every wish, favour or dream comes with a prize."I heard an unfamiliar voice whisper into my ear.
I turned to see who it was but then I was back to the room, staring at Griffin whose side of the lips curled.
Was I hallucinating?
Saliva gathered in my mouth And I gulped them down, as the side of his lips brushed against mine.
"Since when do you want me to kiss you this badly?" He leaned to bite my earlobe and I shivered, biting back a moan.
"Anyways, how about a contract marriage between us since you are not ending this engagement?" He suggested and my blood ran cold.
Donald’s POVThe hotel room was quiet… just too quiet.I sat on the edge of the bed, leaning forward with my elbows on my knees, staring at my phone like it held answers I couldn’t get out of myself. Xenia’s name was right there on the screen, just one tap, and I’d be calling her and maybe she’d pick up, maybe she’d say something that would make all this mess in my head settle for a second.My thumb hovered over the screen, not touching it, not pulling away either.I locked the phone and tossed it beside me.I didn’t want to admit how pathetic it looked. Sitting here like some abandoned idiot waiting for someone who wasn’t even thinking about me. No messages, no calls, not even a short “Hey, did you get home?” Nothing.She didn’t care… she didn't!I’d shown up at our apartment days ago. I didn’t need anything I picked up, half the stuff wasn’t even needed. I just wanted her to react, to look at me, to ask me why I came, get mad, yell or something, anything at all.But she wasn’thome,
Lilith’s POV I should’ve run earlier.Even before everything went to hell, before the window shattered and the assassins poured in, there was already that feeling crawling up my spine, like the universe was warning me, like I should’ve taken the hint and left Griffin’s stupid house behind but no. I stayed because I’m an idiot or because I can’t resist him. Take your pick.The last attacker I fought had slammed me hard enough against the bookshelf that my vision blurred. My forearm stung where his claws grazed me, and adrenaline was the only thing keeping me standing. I’d managed to throw him off with more luck than skill, and honestly, that should’ve been enough for the night.But then again.One of them had Griffin pinned down, his claws raised, ready to slice Griffin’s throat open like it was nothing. Griffin was fighting, but it wasn’t enough not against seven of them or when he was already bleeding all over the damn floor.And me?I stood there.Frozen.Every muscle in my body sc
Griffin’s POV“So this is your plan?” I growled, teeth clenched, muscles coiled. “This… is what it’s come to now?”Lilith blinked, caught off guard by the sudden intensity of my tone. Her lips parted like she was about to speak, then she hesitated. “What—? No—”“This wasn’t your call?” I snapped, stepping toward her. My claws itched, barely restrained, and every nerve in my body was alive. “You brought them here?”“I didn’t!” she hissed, eyes flashing with defiance. But I didn’t have the luxury of reading the truth on her face.Because the next second—CRASH!The front window shattered in a violent explosion of glass. The sound made my ears ring, and shards sprayed into the room like deadly confetti. I barely had time to blink before two black-clad figures leapt through the opening, silent, lethal, mid-shift already. Their movements were preternatural, trained beyond any ordinary human or wolf.Instinct took over, my body moved before my mind could catch up.The first one lunged for m
Griffin’s POV It was already getting late, the sky had faded into this deep violet shade that always made me feel like the day had been stretched too long. The place was quiet, too quiet, since I was home alone with no workers, including the guards.I sat on the couch, hunched forward slightly, elbows on my knees, my phone resting in the middle of my palm. The only light in the room was the soft glow from the screen and the dim lamp in the far corner. Lena’s last message was still open, and I must’ve reread it at least five times.> “Everything’s fine, babe. Still wrapping up, will text again soon. ❤️”But my chest didn’t loosen the way it should have. She knew how I got when she stayed out late, especially with everything going on lately so she tried to keep the messages coming. She must’ve thought it reassured me since I asked for it, I didn't want her shutting me out. In a way, it did. Maybe just… not enough. Maybe it was my instincts reacting to something I couldn’t put into wor
Xenia’s POV It had been days since Donald and I had spoken, ever since our fight at school. I couldn’t even tell you when exactly it started to bother me or if it ever really did. The silence between us stretched on, a space that felt heavier than the words we’d thrown at each other. He’d been avoiding me, o texts, no calls either. At first, I didn’t notice, I barely even saw him.Then the maid mentioned it earlier, he had come home while I was out and picked up most of his stuff. I tried not to let it matter, and honestly, at that moment, it didn’t. I had too much going on to sit around and stew over him. Too much drama, too many things I had to handle, like keeping Lils settled and trying not to let my own life fall apart.Lils had basically moved in with me. It wasn’t her fault, her dorm had become a nightmare with the girls making life hell, and her home wasn’t exactly an option either, so we stuck together. Went to school together, came back together, shared space and frustratio
Lena’s POV I woke up to the faint sunlight slipping through the curtains and the familiar sense of Griffin beside me. For a moment, I just stayed there, listening to the quiet rhythm of the house and the soft rise and fall of his breathing. Even after everything that happened, that quiet felt safe.I rolled out of bed carefully, careful not to disturb him, and stretched. My mind was already racing. Today wasn’t going to be easy. Dad was on a mission to hand over L&L to Xenia, and I had no intention of letting that happen. I shook off the lingering sleepiness, my fingers brushing my hair back as I headed toward the bathroom.Griffin stirred as I moved, sitting up groggily. “Morning,” he mumbled, still sounding sleepy.“Morning,” I replied, glancing at him in the mirror. He gave me a small, tired smile. Even in the morning haze, I could feel his calm strength anchoring me.“So… what’s your plan?” he asked, stretching his arms above his head, still half-asleep.I sighed, leaning against







