LOGINELI'S POVMy chest tightened violently, my lungs refusing to work as I stood there, rooted in place, watching my mate walk away from me like I was nothing more than a passing stranger in the crowd.“Lucen…” I called, my voice trembling, reaching for him instinctively even though I already knew—He wasn’t coming back. The omega moved too. Like they were drawn together by an invisible thread, something ancient and merciless pulling them closer with every step.And then... they collided. The omega collapsed against Lucen’s chest. A soft, broken sound escaped me as I saw it... how Lucen’s arms came up instantly, instinctively, catching the omega before he could fall.My vision blurred... Lucen held him like the way he used to held me.The omega whimpered, voice fragile and breathless. “A-Alpha… it’s… it’s too hot…”His fingers clutched at Lucen’s suit, trembling as they buried their face into the crook of his neck... my place, inhaling deeply like they needed him to breathe.And Lucen… Lu
ELI'S POVThe day of the anniversary arrived too quickly. I stood in front of the mirror, fingers smoothing over the lapel of my suit for what felt like the hundredth time. White and silver. It was what Lucen chose... said it would match... No he said we would match.I swallowed, staring at my reflection.”You look like someone who belongs here,” I told myself. But the echo of Elder Mara’s words still lingered like poison in my veins... concubine. My stomach twisted, behind me, I felt it before I saw it... the familiar warmth, the steady presence that always anchored me.Lucen.His hands settled on my waist, firm and grounding. His chin rested briefly on my shoulder as his gaze met mine through the mirror.“…you’re overthinking,” he murmured.I let out a shaky breath. “…am I that obvious?”“Yes.” He answered honestly. That was one thing I like about him... he is always honest.I huffed weakly. “…great.”He turned me gently to face him, his hands sliding up to cup my face, forcing my a
ELI'S POV”He is ours,” Noom repeated, pacing the narrow confines of my mind like a caged beast. His growl wasn't just a sound... it was an anchor, keeping me from drifting away into the abyss of panic. But even as the wolf roared, I felt the cold, creeping doubt.How did a wolf win against the mandate of an entire pack? How did a love... which had started as a transactional arrangement but blossomed into something divine, survive the cold, calculating machinery of the Council?I pulled my knees to my chest, my breath coming in ragged, shallowhitches. I thought of Lucen. I thought of the way his fingers felt against my pulse point, the steady, rhythmic thump-thump of his heart against my back when we slept.He was my shelter. He was the man who had abandoned his duties just to press a cool cloth to my forehead when a fever scorched me, the man who had looked at me as if the sun rose and set within the orbit of my eyes.But he was also an Alpha. And in this world, an Alpha’s burden was
ELI'S POVAnother six months that followed through my fingers like fine, golden sand... it is quiet, warm, and dangerously perfect.If a stranger had walked into our home during those days, they would have seen the quiet intimacy of a lifetime. They would have noted the way Lucen would rest his large, calloused hand at the small of my back as we navigated the corridors of the estate, or how I would instinctively lean into his space, seeking the warmth of his presence in crowded rooms. They would never have guessed that we started as a legal technicality, a marriage of convenience bound by ink and duty. They didn’t see the way he looked at me when he thought I wasn't paying attention, with a fierce, grounding intensity, as if I were something fragile he had sworn to protect against the weight of the world.“You’re staring again,” I murmured one morning, not even looking up from the shears in my hand as I trimmed a stray stem from an arrangement of white lilies.“I always am,” Lucen re
LUCEN'S POVThe warmth was the first thing that registered... a slow, seeping heat that didn’t belong to the hearth or the morning sun. It was a living heat...Eli.I pulled back just enough to look at him, though I didn’t dare break the physical connection. He was a tangle of limbs and soft breathing, curled into the curve of my body as if I were the only thing keeping the world at bay. Eli's arms were locked around my torso, a desperate, subconscious grip that remained even in the depths of REM sleep. His face was pressed against the hollow of my chest, his eyelashes casting long, delicate shadows against his cheekbones.He just looked… peaceful. The guardedness that usually stiffened his shoulders had vanished. There was no second-guessing, no flinching at the shadow of the wolf.Mine.“Don’t hurt him.” Vulk. My stubborn wolf. The beast that shared my skin. I huffed out a breath that was nearly a chuckle, though I kept it trapped in my throat to keep from jarring Eli. “When have
ELI'S POVThe moment Lucen’s lips curled into that dark, satisfied smirk.... Yours, something in me snapped. Not resistance, not defiance, but a deeper, hungrier need. His fingers still dug into my hips, bruises blooming under his grip, and I could taste iron on my tongue from where he’d bitten my lower lip too hard.Then his hands were on me again, shoving me back against the window. The glass was cool against my overheated skin, a shock that made me gasp as my back hit it.Lucen didn’t give me time to adjust. One thick thigh forced between mine, spreading me open, and then his cock was there, pressing against my hole, already slick with cum and my own mess. He didn’t ask. He never did. Just gripped my wrists in one hand, pinning them above my head, and drove into me in a single, brutal thrust.”Ahhhhh-Luceen!” I moaned.My vision whited out for a second. The stretch burned, delicious and obscene, his cock forcing its way past the ring of muscle like he owned it. Like he was remindin


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