Fated Tragedy

Starting the car after dropping off the divorce papers today, I saw my mom waiting with the moving truck, ready to take me to my new home. My new life.The restraining order would be in effect soon, and I knew the moment he found out I was leaving, his hatred would burn hotter than ever. He’d already broken my leg last month—what more proof did I need that he was never going to change? That he would rather destroy me than ever love me?I had no desire to stay tied to a man who hurt me. I deserved better than that. I could work for myself, side by side with my mom and siblings. I had my customer service job, and the blessing that I could do it from home. I wasn’t helpless. I wasn’t his prisoner anymore.Looking back, maybe the signs had always been there. I was the one who had asked him to marry me. He struggled for two years to propose, and he never did. I finally forced the question, desperate for a promise that should have come willingly. That’s when I should have realized he wasn’t

Knowing this month marked the beginning of my freedom, I should have felt nothing but joy. Instead, the thought of it terrified me. The idea that my life could actually be better than it used to be—that I could live without chains—was almost too much to believe.Walking out of the courthouse with the final copy of my divorce papers clutched in my hand, I closed the car door and sat there in silence, staring at the world beyond the windshield. Tonight should have been a celebration. The other single women I knew from my job were already planning drinks and laughter, urging me to join them.But I didn’t feel like it. Not tonight.For one thing, they were all human. And I wasn’t. Even without a wolf of my own, I still carried wolf blood in my veins. I could drink stronger than they ever could, my body built to endure. And yet, I’d been so careful these past years, so cautious, that I didn’t even know anymore if this constant restraint was saving me… or slowly driving me insane.My though

Fucking bitch.Where the hell did she go? I swear I’ll find her, and when I do, I’ll make sure she never dares run from me again. Half a mind to drop her unconscious right where she stands and remind her exactly who owns her.This damn hospital reeks of disinfectant and fear, and I’m tearing it apart to track my mate. The scent lingers, teasing me, mocking me. I know Alek’s busy with his precious little duties, but I don’t give a damn—our mate is out there, and I won’t rest until she’s back in my hands.Just because we’re twins doesn’t mean he gets all the glory. He can keep his paperwork, his polite smiles, his speeches about honor and peace. That’s his cage. Not mine. I was born for war, bred to dominate. I’m an Alpha by blood, and cursed only by the mistake of our great-grandfather—his weakness flooding our line with pathetic excuses for wolves who can’t even act right.I shoved a doctor out of my way, hard enough to make him stumble, nearly snapping his neck against the elevator ra

Afraid of moving myself, Alpha Alek moved to help me as if he realized what I was trying to do. His arm slipped behind my shoulders, steadying me with a gentleness that seemed impossible for someone of his strength. He didn’t rush me, didn’t command me—he simply guided, as though I were precious.It was disarming.Every girl in the pack whispered about Alek—the perfect Alpha, the prince of every fantasy. Strong but tender, ruthless to enemies yet endlessly patient with his people. He was their dream. And here he was, close enough for me to feel the warmth of his breath, looking at me as if I were the dream.But my mind wouldn’t quiet. The dream of rejection still clung to me, a shadow I couldn’t shake. The cruel voice, the woman’s heartbreak—it felt too real, too close. And then there was Doniel. My ex-husband’s sneers and rage had left scars no one saw, scars that screamed whenever someone touched me too kindly, as though I didn’t deserve it.And my father. The man who should have pr

Alek stepped down as he picked something up only to show me the little Lyra itself.If you never saw one you would actually believe it’s a small fuzzy pumsky but in reality it’s a small computer that has all of the answers of specialists to medically assist you.Staying still Alek placed the Lyra beside me and it walked to rest itself on my lap when I felt a hand take mine and then I stayed speechless as I saw Alek kiss the knuckles of my hand.“I have to leave for a while but I leave my best warriors to protect you, Lyra will be your comfort and when you feel ready to have me around again please tell Lyra, and I’ll be by your side in a matter of seconds.”He let my hand slip slowly almost as if he didn’t want to leave me here alone with Lyra.Alone now with nothing but my thoughts and the dull ache in my body, I felt the truth settle over me like ice. I was alone. Truly, utterly alone. And yet—I didn’t want to be. Not after everything I had endured, not after all the nights of pain a