LOGINSloane's pov.
A knock on Dad's study was all it took. I didn't wait for permission before I twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open.
Dad was seated on the swivel chair, his hand tapping slowly on the desk.
“You really want to do this?” I stopped in front of him and asked.
Our eyes locked and silence stretched between us, the only sound echoing in the room being the sound of his fingers tapping away on the desk.
“He's not mine.” His voice was flat and his tone unbothered. Silence reigned after his words, and a smirk appeared on his face. “That makes him useless”
He added. “No one will question me if he dies anyway”
My fists clenched and my fingers dug into my palm.
“I hate you!” I spat, anger coursing through my veins.
Again, he acted unbothered. He raised his eyebrows and shrugged. “You are running out of time, Sloane”
“Make a decision”
My throat tightened.
“If I do this…..” The words rolled out of my mouth slowly. “Carl lives”
Dad didn't respond but his silence was enough of a response. I closed my eyes shut and my face creased.
“I’ll do it” It took me a lot of effort to say those words. “I'll marry him”
It had never been recorded in history that an Omega stood a chance against an Alpha and mine won't be the first if I tried to go against Dad. Most importantly, I had to protect Carl.
A smirk escaped Dad's lips and he stood up, moving closer in a way that unsettled me. “Good choice, daughter”
He was standing too close and it took everything in me to resist the urge to step back. The scent of his cologne invaded my nose, disgusting me in a way that made me feel like retching.
“Lucien won't notice,” Dad said calmly with a smile. “He won't know who he mated until after everything is done”
My stomach twisted because I knew he was wrong. Lucien is not a fool.
Or my instincts could be the one who's mistaken.
“Promise you'll never threaten Carl's life again” I swallowed hard, staring at Dad with a darkened face.
“Of course,” he smiled. “He will be doing totally fine in the hospital if you stick to the deal”
“The marriage will be for just a year, you don't have to worry about anything,” he added.
I was glad he said that. I didn't want to stay with Lucien. He isn't just any alpha, he's arrogant, cold and calculated. I know because we were once in the same college.
I didn't say another word to Dad, I only turned and walked out of the room, but the moment I stepped out of the room and intended to close the door, his voice rose.
“She agreed”
He was suddenly on a call and that made my brows furrow in confusion.
“She didn't suspect anything,” Dad continued.
I froze.
“Making her take your place was a right decision”
My jaws dropped. He was talking to Bella.
The realization hit me hard because Bella didn't disappear, this was a plan between her and Dad.
A plan to trap me and get me mated to Lucien instead of her!
I swallowed hard but I couldn't do anything. If I refuse, he'll harm Carl.
Anger boiled inside me but I resisted the urge to storm through the door and challenge him. Instead, I simply walked away.
That night, I couldn't bring myself to sleep. I rolled and turned on my bed, thinking about what would happen if by tomorrow, Lucien finds out the bride he married isn't the one he's supposed to marry.
By late afternoon the next day, I was exhausted but I forced myself to dress up…..
In my sister's wedding dress.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror, Hannah standing behind me. She held a brush which swept across my face and I swallowed hard.
I was nervous.
I still didn't like this idea of getting married to the alpha who once took pleasure in watching me get bullied when we were in college.
Lucien didn't only watch me get bullied, he also humiliated me in front of the whole school.
I was so stupid back then.
Almost all the girls in the school were going crazy over him, they'd kill to be in his face and I was one of them.
He was an Alpha, strikingly handsome.
I did something none of the girls were ever able to do while they crushed on Lucien. I wrote a letter to him, confessing my love.
I expected rejection, and it happened. Just that it came in a way I didn't expect.
Lucien replied to me in front of the whole school, putting me at the centre of humiliation.
The moment was still etched clearly in my head no matter how hard I tried to erase it.
“You like me?”
Laughter echoed among the crowds.
“You, an Omega?”
His words pierced through my heart a million times, and I wished the ground would swallow me whole.
Lucien threw the letter to my feet and walked away while the students laughed at my guts, calling it something disgusting.
“It's not too late to escape, Sloane” Hannah's voice came in a whisper, cutting through my thoughts. “Run, Sloane. While you still can”
“I heard the Alpha of Blackstone pack is a monster, and he doesn't even go easy on Omegas like you” she rambled.
I faked a small smile because I already knew. But when it comes to Carl, I had no choice.
Run and leave my brother all alone here? That was impossible.
“Thanks Hannah. Just don't apply too much makeup for the mating”
Soon, Hannah was done. I was led out of the room with my face veiled and Hannah escorted me to the hall.
As we walked, I wondered how many people were seated in the hall. I wondered what they'd think when they saw me.
Who would they see under the veil? Bella or me?
I wondered if my Mom was watching and my heart clenched knowing that Carl wasn't here to hand me flowers on my wedding day.
Hannah opened the door and smiled, urging me to walk inside. I stepped inside and the door closed behind me but everything felt wrong the moment I entered.
My steps slowed and my eyes roamed around the hall. There was no music. No guests, no voices. It was as if the whole wedding talk was a lie.
My face moved around again and then I saw him.
Lucien Collins.
He was standing still, facing Dad.
He looked like he already owned the room and the thought alone made shivers run down my spine.
His face snapped and our eyes met under the veil. Heat crawled through my whole skin as I stared at him.
And this was why I had always kept my distance.
The reason why I had always tried to stay away from him whenever we were in the same space.
The same reason why I hated the idea of him mating Bella.
The same reason why I had foolishly written a letter to an alpha when I was only an Omega.
It was because of this….
The heat that wouldn't stop threatening to rip me apart whenever I look at him.
The burning sensation that appears out of nowhere when I look at his face.
I lose control when it comes to Lucien Collins. My nipples harden and I suddenly start to fantasize about him touching me whenever I'm around him.
I always end up touching myself when I'm alone while thinking about him.
And that?
It has always been my little secret.
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Sloane's POVI didn't eat breakfast.Hannah took the plate from me at the kitchen door with a smile for Bella's benefit and scraped the eggs into the bin the moment Bella turned her back. The ledger went to Emma, folded inside a laundry bag, bound for the stone behind the east garden wall.The folder I kept. I couldn't explain it, even to myself. I only knew I wasn't letting Lucien's name leave my hands in a laundry bag. It sat flat against my ribs under my jacket all morning, the wax seal pressing into my skin every time I breathed.At noon, Bella found me in the garden."Let's go to the lake," she said. "Just us. We'll visit Mother."My mother. Not hers. Bella had called her your mother for five years, usually with her lip curled, and never once stood at her grave."Why?""Because I nearly lost you last night." Her eyes went wet, right on cue. "I want to start again, Sloane. Please."Every part of me said no.But no one ended the cover. No told Oscar I knew, told Bella I knew, and p
Sloane's POVThe first thing I knew was that I wasn't alone in my own head.Lucien was there. Not his voice, not words, just him, a roar of something hot and furious and terrified pressing against the inside of my ribs like a wolf throwing itself at a locked door. It hurt. It was the only thing that told me I was still alive.The second thing I knew was a hand over my mouth.My eyes flew open. Hannah's face was above me, grey in the half light, one finger pressed to her own lips. Footsteps passed in the hall outside, slow, unhurried, heels on wood. They paused at my door.Hannah didn't breathe. Neither did I.The footsteps moved on.Only when they reached the stairs did she take her hand away. "Don't sit up fast," she whispered. "You'll bring it all back up again, and there's nothing left in you to bring."My throat was raw. My mouth tasted like salt and something bitter underneath it, like burned sugar. There
Sloane's POVI was forced to be small in this house once more. I had been small here for five long years, taught every trick of taking up as little space, voice, and everything a house like this didn't want a girl like me to have, and my body remembered it the second I stepped inside, shoulders curling in, eyes touching the floor before finding anyone's face."The prodigal Luna," Bella said, loud enough to reach the kitchen. "Come to reconcile with your poor forsaken family.""I'm here for Carl.""You're here because your husband sent you." Her eyes darted to my throat, to the mark there, still healing, and something glided across her face so quickly I couldn't name it, gone before I could decide if it was hatred or hunger. "Wearing his mark like a leash and calling it a gift, like it was ever something worth wearing."I gave her the volume. Loud was my cover tonight, and every time she spoke to me in front of the staff, it landed as another brick in the story Lucien needed this house
Lucien's POVI'd never sent anything I loved into Oscar's house before. The last time someone I loved walked through those gates, they never came back, and I had spent twelve years making sure I never felt that kind of waiting again. I had been building walls and contracts and contingencies against just that. And here I was, signing my name to it with my own hand, because there was no other way to save a child worth fighting for.This morning I was about to feel it anyway.I kissed it, the mark at her throat still raw, gentle at first, then not, my hand finding her hip and pulling her back against me like the night had already given me more than I could ask for.She breathed out, "Again?""Once more, before I have to give you to a house I don't trust." I rolled her under me slowly and thoroughly, and I knew the sound she made when I moved inside her; I'd memorized it hours ago. She came apart once, then again, before I let myself follow, and then I held her a long time, both of us act
Sloane's POVWolfless Omegas are deaf. This was the one thing about myself that I never had to doubt, the one thing under all the other doubts of my life. No change, no howl, no wolf in my skin. A girl born into a world that's made for creatures she'll never be.I heard her when I was standing in the doorway with my bag packed, eleven days from Carl's surgery and one night from Moonlight.Mate.Not a thought. It wasn't my voice sounding exhausted. Something else, something low and certain, coming from somewhere below thought, the way the pull toward Lucien had come years ago, across a college courtyard, before I knew his name.I dropped my bag."Sloane." Lucien came up behind me before I could have even finished turning and put his hands on my shoulders, steadying me before I even realized I needed to be steadied. "What's wrong?""I heard something. A voice. It said, "I stopped, because saying it out loud made it real, and real was terrifyi
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Sloane's pov.I gasped when Lucien swept me off the floor, placing me on the bed. He didn't lean away from me and his face was dangerously close that I was forced to gulp.His body was pressed against my naked boobs and his hand reached out to my back. I subconsciously arched away from the bed, let
Sloane's pov.They say Omegas’ don't matter. They reminded us that we are nothing. Thus, someone like me can't dream to be with someone like Lucien. What he did to me back in college also confirmed it.Omegas' like me are treated like we don't belong and I've been made to live with that truth every
Sloane's pov.The world tilted around me and every sound disappeared like it had totally been ripped away by someone.My lips parted but nothing came out. My fingers tightened around the phone until they began to shake.No.That couldn't be right.Carl can't be dying…..The moment I dropped the cal







