INICIAR SESIÓNGlinda has loved Ethan, the second son of the Alpha, for as long as she can remember. Found alone in the forest at five years old and taken in by Alpha Hawks of the Blackstone Pack, she has spent years living among brothers as nothing more than an omega. Invisible. Powerless. Unwanted. But on the first day of senior year, she gathers the courage to confess her feelings to Ethan. Instead of love, she receives humiliation. Rejected publicly. Mocked in front of the entire pack. Heartbroken and desperate to escape the shame, she runs, only to collide with the last person she should ever be near. Kavrain. The firstborn. The heir. The future Alpha. The brother known for cruelty. The one who has bullied her for years. Freshly returned after five years away, Kavrian is nothing like she remembers. And when a reckless moment leads to a kiss, she doesn’t hate it. In fact, she likes it and surprisingly he does too. Kavrian has never had an erection. He has never been turned on, but that changed when he kissed Glinda. He knew he wanted more, so he made an offer. He asked her to fake date him. It was a deal with one simple rule: Do not fall in love. But the more they pretend, the more real it becomes. Kavrian grows possessive, jealous, and protective of Glinda and Ethan begins to notice her, but now Kavrian won’t let him anywhere near her. Brother turns against brother. Fights erupt. And just when Glinda thinks her biggest problem is her heart… she discovers the truth. She may not be an omega at all. And breaking Rule Number One could cost Glinda everything.
Ver másGlinda POVThe morning light came soft through the half-drawn curtains, gold and forgiving, the kind that made the previous night feel both distant and still warm under the skin. I woke first, cheek pressed to Ethan’s uninjured shoulder, the diamond studs cool against my lobe when I shifted. His breathing was even. The claw-mark ridges under my palm were only memory now, smooth enough that I could almost pretend the violence had never happened. Almost.We stayed like that for a long time. No rush. No lectures calling. The university schedule sat on the nightstand like an accusation neither of us wanted to answer. When he finally opened his eyes the gold at the edges caught the light the same way it had in the car the night before.“Skip,” I said.He didn’t ask what. He only nodded, thumb tracing the line of my hip under the sheet. “Beach house. The one my uncle never uses this time of year.”That was how it started. No grand declaration. Just the quiet decision to steal a day, then a
Glinda POVEthan drove us back to his place without asking if that was where I wanted to go. I didn’t correct him. The black SUV hummed under us, the same vehicle that still felt too new, the same one he had given me the keys to on a birthday that now felt both recent and impossibly far away. When he parked and killed the engine the quiet settled heavy. Neither of us reached for the door right away.“I’m still scared,” I said into the dark.“I know.”“Of your father. Of the stranger. Of what Ronnie will do if you ever slip. Of what I might do if I keep choosing this.”He turned in the seat. The gold at the edges of his eyes caught the streetlight. “I’m scared too. Every day. But I’m still here if you are.”I got out first. He followed. Inside the house the new couch and the sealed floorboards still carried the ghost of blood and violence, but the air smelled only of the lemon cleaner he used and the faint spice of the takeout we had left unfinished days ago. He locked the door. I set
Glinda POVI told him the next evening.We were at his place again, the new couch still stiff under us, takeout containers open on the low table, the television muted on some documentary neither of us was watching. I had spent the day in lectures that felt farther away than usual, the poetry lines sliding off my attention while Ronnie’s voice kept replaying in my head. The disappointment. The quiet certainty that things like this always broke. The way she had looked at me like I was choosing the wrong kind of damage.Ethan sat with one arm along the back of the couch, not quite touching me, the way he still did when he wasn’t sure of the distance. I set my fork down and told him everything. The coffee I had brought. The blanket she had handed me. The way I started with the dinners and the nights and the theater, leaving out the exact shape of his mouth between my legs but not the fact that something had shifted. Then the rest…the blood, the claws, the blade, the ultimatum, the warni
Glinda POV “I’m not going anywhere tonight,” I said, the words quieter than I meant them to be. “You can sleep.”He didn’t answer right away. His fingers stayed laced with mine under the covers, the scrape of his calluses familiar now against my skin. He closed his eyes first and I watched the lines around them ease, the gold ring that sometimes showed when his control slipped fading back into ordinary brown. His breathing deepened slowly. I stayed awake a little longer, listening to the steady rhythm of it, counting the places on his torso where the bruises had gone from purple to yellow to almost nothing. The claw marks were only pale ridges now. The stab wound had closed clean. Two weeks had done that. Two weeks of dinners and careful nights and the word dating still tasting strange every time one of us said it out loud.Sleep took me eventually. When I woke the light through the curtains was soft gray, early enough that the city outside still sounded half-asleep. Ethan was alre
Glinda POV Even though I could say I knew everything about the brothers, I have never had the opportunity to see them in their wolf form. As a werewolf omega, the Alpha had practically warned me to stay away from his sons whenever I sensed that they were going to shift. He had said he didn't want
Glinda POVTaking hold of my pink bicycle, the one I had managed to buy after saving the little bits of money Luna Sarah used to give me from time to time, I couldn’t help but lower my gaze with a sad smile. My fingers brushed against the worn handlebars as a quiet sigh escaped my lips. Deep down,
Glinda POV“Ethan what are you doing? Y-you know I have work to do…” I muttered, feeling very concerned and confused by his sudden action. He didn't say a word though, and just kept pulling me through the hallway, muttering words I couldn't make out.He seemed angry and hurt.We arrived at his roo
Glinda's POVFor the first time ever, I walked through school without being bullied. Everyone kept their distance, watching me as I left. Maybe Kevrian’s offer wasn’t so bad. Dating the Alpha Heir could mean peace…no one would dare touch me, except maybe Cressida, the Beta’s daughter. But even th






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