"Meet me at the northern borderline. I will wait if you decide."He didn’t tell me his name. Not even a title. Just handed me a card with an address and disappeared into the fog of uncertainty, leaving behind a silence louder than any goodbye.Before stepping off the boat, he took off his hoodie and gently wrapped it around my shoulders. It was warm, a little oversized, and carried the faintest trace of firewood and pine—his scent. I held it tightly, not out of cold, but as if it was the only anchor keeping my cracked soul from shattering.When I stepped onto solid ground, surrounded by strangers who didn’t even spare me a glance, I realized how deeply lost I was. There was no one familiar, no familiar scent, no hand reaching for mine. Just me—and the growing ache in my limbs and chest.The healer's offer still echoed in my mind. Escape. Freedom. A life away from this pack.Why would he offer help when I didn't even know his name?But the way he said I was unwanted... it pierced deepe
"I heard there was a spy on the ship as well. They signaled the pirates to attack us!"Sitting in the corner of the boat, watching my body gradually grow numb, I heard those whispers.What a perfect time to attack.I laughed bitterly in my mind, recalling the moment Alessandro dropped me from his arms like I was nothing more than a heavy burden, something disposable. Something that could die beneath the crumbling walls.That expression on his face when he realized Evelyn was about to fall—the way he let his wolf approach her without hesitation...No doubt about it. He loved her deeply. So much so that he was ready to discard everything else around him.I curled into myself, trying to disappear from everyone’s sight. The pain was strong, and everything around me was turning unclear.As I drifted close to unconsciousness, the staff member who had carried me to the boat earlier slowly approached me. His smile was polite and distant.With a small nod, he gestured to the first aid box and
I was too stunned to say another word. Alessandro’s eyes were supposed to be on her? For what?I stared at Evelyn, standing there like a crowned queen, every piece of her attire screaming royalty. But it felt excessive. Overdone. A desperate performance stitched together with arrogance. Her heels slammed against the polished floor as she stormed toward me, each step more suffocating than the last."Well, well… look what an excellent secret crawled out of the shadows," she drawled, her smirk sharp, eyes glinting with malice.Secrets?"You really have no shame, do you? Parading around with my leftovers," she spat, arms crossing tightly over her chest. "You’re his… replacement, aren’t you?"Leftovers? She knew about the contract?"I don't know what you’re talking about," I said, keeping my voice calm, deliberate. She was Luna now — the last thing I needed was to provoke her with reckless defiance."But I know enough," she whispered with an edge, head cocked to the side like she pitied me
I couldn't move a bit as Alessandro stood there, holding the envelope. His eyes were fixated on it while my heart pounded so violently, I felt like it was trying to escape through my throat.I swallowed hard, but it did nothing to calm the tremor in my body.After a moment that felt like forever—each second dragging claws over my skin—Alessandro quietly sat down, placing the tray of food he was holding with his other hand on the table.He passed the kiwi sandwich and a glass of orange juice toward me without a word.I stared at it blankly for a moment, confusion swirling through my daze before I whispered, "I... I am allergic to Kiwis."My voice barely escaped my lips, shaky and fragile.His eyes widened in sudden realization, flickering with guilt as he registered the mistake. That breakfast—he had chosen Evelyn’s favorite.Not mine.Without another word, he grabbed the sandwich and the juice and threw them into the trash can with a sharp motion before turning back to me. His voice w
"How could you do it? Without celebrating your brother's succession, you left the party with that woman? Are you trying to piss us off? Stop being so jealous and dramatic!"Luna Simmons's voice snapped through the silence of dawn, harsh and venomous. I woke up with a jolt, my body rigid from the sudden noise echoing through the walls. My heart pounded in my chest as I sat up, blinking through the fog of sleep.My bare feet touched the cold floor, and instinctively, I crept towards the door and peeked through the small gap. Alessandro stood in the living room, shirtless, a dumbbell in one hand. His back was to me, his muscles tense, the lines of his shoulders sharp with frustration. Luna stood in front of him, eyes blazing with fury and disappointment."Look! I understand that you didn't know Evelyn was your brother’s mate. But you’ve already married trash. Not only did you disappoint us by choosing a lowlife human, but now you’ve turned into a bitter, jealous ex who—""Are you done?"
Mauve,His hands were cold, his knees were shaking as his golden eyes watched the woman he had loved, declared and recited her love for the new Alpha of the Pack.Alessandro—a man who never lowered his head, a man who was true to his nature—looked shattered, as if he had lost everything.The realization of her betrayal hit him so hard that he could no longer remain on his knees.I knew he was heartbroken and distraught. That was why I didn’t say anything when he almost pinned me against the wall forcefully.My wrists were bruised. But more than that, I was terrified he would find out. The pregnancy would be discovered by him.After running away from him, I hadn’t closed the door completely. I loved that man, just like he loved her. Maybe I loved him a little less since I was already making up my mind to leave.However, despite everything between us, my heart refused to leave. He was in pain—and I was there.Standing behind the door, I watched him grab a bottle of whiskey from the bar.
Alessandro, She walked towards Alexander, wearing the same smile she used to give me. That hug, that kiss... But, Was it all...? I couldn't bring myself to stand still. I felt the ground beneath me crumbling like fragile frost on a lake. The glass of wine dropped from my hand, yet it didn't stop me from recalling every single moment of happiness we had shared. Evelyn was Beta Graham's daughter. We used to play together. First, we were friends. Soon, we both knew we weren't just friends—we were something more. We held hands under the moonlight, jokingly praying to the Moon Goddess to make us mates. We shared our first kiss, our first everything under that moonlight. We thought we knew what we wanted in life. When we didn’t turn out to be each other’s mates, we promised it wouldn’t affect us. I started working on my business, ready to give her the life she wanted. I turned out to have the strongest Alpha wolf, which damaged the already fragile relationship I had with my p
Honestly,I hate rich people. No—Allergic to them.Yet, I fell in love with a rich man who made my life pretty much tormenting."Where did you go off? I told you don't make a—!""I know." I cut in, my voice shaky, "That was what I was doing when you held your lover's waist in front of the reporters and left me in the middle of hundreds of cameras."Alessandro froze. His eyes widened as if I'd slapped him across the face.The realization hit me too—but instead of pain, there was a numbness curling in my chest. I knew I deserved that money for working the last three years, but right now, none of it seemed worth it. I was exhausted. Tired of pretending. Tired of being someone else's shadow.Alessandro rubbed his forehead, his eyes flicking around as if searching for something to anchor him. I braced for the storm—for the lashing words, for his usual dominance to kick in. But instead, he leaned against the wall and looked at me."Since she came back, I had little control over my mind."He
Mauve, "Listen, Mauve! You can't tell anyone that your Dad hurts you, okay? It will ruin his reputation and he will lose his job! You understand, right?" my mother whispered while grabbing a few sourdough bread from the basket."But Mommy! It hurts. Today, Emilia stabbed me with her pen too. Can you say something to her as well?" I asked, my voice shaking, eyes still stinging from earlier tears."No!" she snapped, turning to face me with eyes sharp as needles. "Listen, Mauve. To get stronger, you must endure pain. You aren't allowed to talk about it to anyone. If she hurts you, bite your tongue and suck it up.""But it hurts!" My fingers clutched the tablecloth, small knuckles white from tension."Then let it be! God dammit!" She slammed the basket down so hard the bread tumbled out. "If you can't endure that much pain, then eat some wolfsbane and die!""Miss! We have arrived!"I woke up with a sharp gasp, my heart pounding. The chauffeur’s voice felt like a blade slicing through my