LOGINELI'S POVEverything felt too close.The car. The air. Him.My back pressed against the leather seat, chest rising unevenly as I tried to steady my breathing, but it was useless. Lucen’s presence swallowed everything... his scent, his heat, the way his body caged mine in like there was no space left for anything else to exist.“You’re mine, Eli. That’s all that matters.” The words echoed in my head long after he said them, heavy and unyielding. A promise. A warning. I couldn’t tell which one weighed more.My fingers were still gripping his shirt. I didn’t even remember doing that. Maybe... it's instinct or maybe it's intentional... I don't know.Slowly… I loosened them. But I didn’t push him away.Why? My chest tightened at the realization. Because I don’t want to? No. That wasn’t right. Or maybe… it was. And that terrified me more than his jealousy ever could.“Lucen…” My voice came out softer than I intended, still uneven from the kiss, from everything. “You’re overreacting.”The m
LUCEN'S POVI never liked crowds. The hum of strangers and the anonymous chatter... it all felt like a tide trying to wash me out of the world I had built for myself. Yet today, I found myself in the middle of a busy mall, the kind of place that Eli loved because it reminded him of mornings spent with his mother. I had followed him, not out of affection but out of habit. Habit, after all, is what keeps a man from spiraling when his protection is an unpredictable animal.Eli was standing at the stall, he was looking at the row of body soap. He looks like he was dissecting each product, comparing their ingredients or maybe their prices.I saw him before Eli even spoke a word. The stranger stood too close, his presence a thin blade cutting through the thin veil of personal space I had drawn around Eli. He moved with a practiced ease, slipping his hand into Eli’s space as if claiming a seat at a table he’d never been invited to. His grin was the kind that makes strangers think they own t
ELI'S POVTwo months passed in a blur.Not the kind of blur that feels light or forgettable... but the kind that drags, heavy and heavy, until I realized time had already slipped through my fingers without asking permission. Life in the estate returned to something that looked like normal. But it wasn’t. Nothing really was after that night.I learned what happened to Ghon in fragments. Never directly from Lucen. Never from Drew. Always from whispers... guards talking when they thought I wasn’t listening, servants lowering their voices just a little too late, details slipping through cracks no one bothered to seal completely.“They tried to interrogate him,” one of the guards said one afternoon. “He almost broke and talked to spill the information he knew.”“Almost?” another asked.“Yeah… then he just… died. No wound. No poison. Just... stopped breathing.”I paused where I stood, pretending to look out the window while every word sank in.“They said the Dreadlord did it.” That made my
ELI'S POVWaking up felt like clawing my way out of deep water.Every breath dragged, heavy and uncertain, like my lungs were still deciding whether they trusted the air. My body didn’t feel like mine… it felt hollowed out, scraped clean and left too fragile to hold anything steady. For a long moment, I just lay there, eyes still closed, listening to the slow rhythm of my own breathing.Alive.The thought came quietly.Barely believable.My fingers twitched against the sheets. The sensation was dull, delayed, but it was there. Real. I forced my eyes open, and light immediately stabbed through my vision, making me flinch. The ceiling came into view, blurred at first, then slowly sharpening.My room.I made it back.“…sir?” The voice pulled me out of the haze. Familiar. Soft.I turned my head slightly, the motion heavier than it should have been. “Ana…?” My voice came out rough, barely audible, like it had forgotten how to exist.Relief flooded her face instantly. “You’re awake,” she sa
LUCEN'S POV“Eli—Eli, stay with me.”Fuck. His name tore out of my throat like something feral, something breaking. His body went slack in my arms, his head falling against my shoulder as if the world had simply… let go of him.No. Fuck no. Not like this. Not again.I tightened my grip around him, one arm under his knees, the other braced against his back, lifting him fully without hesitation. He felt too light. Too fragile. Like if I loosened my hold even slightly, he would slip through my fingers and disappear.“Drew!” I barked, already moving.“I’m here,” Drew answered instantly, keeping pace beside me.“Clear the halls. No one comes near the fourth floor without my order.” My voice was sharp, edged with something I wasn’t even trying to hide anymore. “And get every doctor in the estate. Now. I don't fucking care if they are sleeping or whatever they are doing.”“Yes, Alpha.” Drew nodded then disappeared into the shadows.I didn’t wait for anything else. I moved. Fast. The stairs b
ELI'S POVWe stepped into the grand stairwell, the cold night air slipping through the tall windows and brushing against my skin. I focused on my breathing, forcing it into something steady, something controlled. Inhale… slow. Exhale… steady. The marble beneath my feet felt too solid, too real, every step echoing louder than it should, like the world was amplifying my weakness.For a fleeting moment, I thought... I made it out.The thought came quietly, fragile, almost disbelieving. I had survived the room. I walked out. I was still standing.So I kept moving. One step. Then another. Beside me, Lucen walked in silence. I could feel his presence without looking... steady, watchful, restrained. Not suffocating like before. Not distant either. Just… there. Like he was waiting for something.Waiting for me to fall. My fingers curled slightly at my side. ”Don’t, I told myself. Don’t you dare fall now.” I muttered to myself in my mind.“I’m fine,” I muttered under my breath, more to myself
ELI'S POV“Are you hurt?” Elric demanded, voice sharp with panic. Something I was shocked that he was capable of caring for another person other than himself.Liam clutched his stomach dramatically, tears springing to his eyes. “My baby...Elric, our baby— he tried to kill our baby! You mo
LUCEN'S POV The moment Eli’s weight went slack in my arms, something inside me cracked. “No—no, stay with me.” My voice came out wrong, raw and broken, like it had been dragged over gravel. I tightened my grip instinctively, one arm locked around his back, the other pressing hard against the wound
ELI'S POVAs I spun around, my heart plummeted to my stomach and my vision went white around the edges. The cold press of steel bit into my throat... a dagger, the assassin’s masked face inches away as he held me pinned against the wall. His mask gleamed with cruel silver patterns that caught the l
LUCEN'S POVI didn’t remember sitting down.One moment I was standing beside Eli’s bed, fingers clenched so tightly into the metal rail that it bent slightly under my grip, and the next I was slumped in the chair, elbows on my knees, head bowed, breath coming shallow and uneven.The s







