LOGINHis touch could kill her. Her love could break his curse. But the truth buried inside her own blood might be the most dangerous thing of all. For ten years, Azalea believed she was the problem. Too fat. Too lacking. Too undeserving of the mate fate chose for her. A rejection in front of the entire pack by the future Alpha King, introduces a younger alpha into her life — an Alpha heir who has been cursed to never love, whose touch could destroy them both. Yet he can't stay away. But the closer she gets to the truth, the more her whole life unravels. Someone close to her wants the past to stay buried. And the man who once threw her away isn't done fighting for her. The wolf they underestimated is about to remind them all why they should have been afraid.
View MoreBonita's POV
The night is my anniversary. I'm preparing everything for my first year with my mate. I still cannot believe that I am the mate of the Alpha of the Black Raven Pack. I am different from other werewolves. Shadow, my wolf, is magical. People don't understand us and are afraid of my wolf's magical aspects. The pack is not very proud to have me as their Luna. They think Oscar could have done better. This is making me very sad. It hurts me. If not for me being Oscar's mate, they would have never accepted me as their Luna. Even Oscar's family does not accept me as his mate.
"We cannot let this get us down. Tonight is a joyous night that I will only share with Oscar. I am not invited whenever Oscar goes to his parents' house. Arabella, his sister, hates me. She thinks his brother could have done much better. Sharp pain goes through my stomach, hitting my heart like a knife. I don't know why I'm getting these pains and why my wolf keeps crying out. This is not supposed to happen. I do not know what is wrong with me. My father and mother do not love me as they love their other children. I was different from the start. They hardly talked to me. I got my wolf at a very young age. Usually, werewolves don't get to dare wolves until they turn eighteen. I had my wolf since I was a baby. It freaked my mother and father out. I'm the youngest of three children. John, my brother, is the oldest. He is five years older than me. Camilla, my sister, is a year older than me. My parents wanted her to become the Luna. Unfortunately, the Moon Goddess had other ideas. She made me Oscar Smith's mate.
"We have to find our mate. This cannot continue like this. I know you don't want to hear this, but you know why you are having these pains. You don't want to acknowledge it. Our mate does not respect us. When was the last time he came to bed with us? I am telling you, there is something wrong, and we need to go and find him now," Shadow says.
"Shadow, please do not fight with Oscar now. This is our anniversary, and I do not want to fight with him today. It is a special day for us, and I want us to stop fighting for one day. We will look for him if he is not back by six o'clock. I promise you, he will never do anything to hurt us. He has a lot on his mind. Do you know that he and his uncle do not see eye to eye, and he is preparing to go to war with his uncle, who is trying to take this pack and make it part of The Shadow Stalkers? Even before Oscar became the Alpha, his uncle had been trying to take our land," I say.
"You believe every word that Oscar tells you. I'm telling you, we are stronger than him, and we do not need him in our lives anymore. He is cheating on you. There, I said it. And if you don't believe me, why don't you go and have a look for yourself? Oscar and his wolf, Blitz, are cowards and useless. I have long lost my respect for both of them. You are stronger than the pack and Oscar! None of them deserve you or me," Shadow says.
"Fine, we will go look for our mate. He should be in his office at the Packhouse. I will prove to you that he is not unfaithful and that he is our fated mate. We would not have been here today if it were not for him. The back would never accept us without him being our mate. You know the pack threw his uncle out because his uncle was also different. I know it isn't easy to accept us because we are different. Oscar accepted us with everything that we are. There's a lot of planning to do, and I'm sure this pain we feel is something else," I say.
"Well, it can not be a pup because he has not slept with you for almost six months, and you keep getting these pains. I blame your parents for not telling you about the mate bond. They never showed interest in you. Now let's go," Shadow says eagerly.
I cannot shut her up if I do not prove her wrong. We run to the Packhouse. I know where my mate's office is. I run past Morris and quickly greet him. He is the only one that has ever been friendly to me. He is the Beta of the pack and the mate of Arrabella. For a moment, it looked like Morris was panicking. I don't have time for him right now, as I still have a lot of preparations to do for our anniversary. I don't knock when I walk into my mate's office. He always likes having me here when I surprise him. Besides, it is our anniversary today.
As I walk in, my whole world comes crashing down on me. My mate is naked on top of my sister! Camilla sees me first, and she screams out in joy as my mate thrusts himself into her again. I feel dead inside. This pain inside of me is unbearable. I can only look on in disbelief. I hear my mate moan as he finishes. He gets up and looks at Camilla. Then he turns around slowly. I know he must have smelt me.
"Why?" I ask.
"Because I am sick of you! Do you know how it feels to protect your mate against the pack the whole time? Do not make a drama out of this. Just take your things and leave. I never want to see you again!" Oscar says.
"You're not getting rid of me that easily," I say. I suddenly feel angry as I grab my sister by her hair.
"Let her go, Bonita! I warn you!" My mate shouts. I take my eyes off Camilla and look at him as I feel pain shooting through my shoulder. I look at the silver knife in my shoulder before I sink to the ground. The pain of his betrayal and the silver knife in my shoulder was too much. Everything goes black in front of me.
♥ RAYMOND'S POV ♥The taxi pulls up to the lodge and I step out, suitcase in hand, the sea air hitting me like a cold slap.I stand there for a moment, looking up at the building. It's smaller than I expected—weathered grey wood, a sagging porch, windows that have seen better decades. The sea stretches out beyond it, grey and restless, the sky the same colour as the water."This is it," I mutter to myself, dragging my suitcase toward the entrance.The lodge is simple inside. A narrow bed. A desk. A kitchenette that looks like it's been used maybe twice in the last ten years. I drop my suitcase by the door, stretch my arms over my head, and decide I need to move. Stretch my legs. Clear my head.I've been thinking about this moment for weeks—the transfer, the proximity, the chance to see her again. I told myself it was strategic. Practical. She needed someone watching out for her, and I happened to be in a position to do it.I'm a terrible liar.The path behind the lodge winds along the
♥ ELIAS'S POV ♥"I don't understand why she's still in the capital."My mother's sharp voice cuts through the dining room like a blade, the way she speaks about everything that displeases her. She's seated across from me at the long mahogany table, her posture perfect, her silver hair swept back in the elegant knot she's worn my entire life. The chandelier above us catches the diamonds at her throat, scattering light across the room like tiny, indifferent stars."She should have been sent to that school already," she continues, lifting her wine glass with fingers that never tremble. "The longer she lingers, the more the pack talks. Do you understand how embarrassing this is for your father? For me?"I don't answer. I'm pushing food around my plate, the roast beef growing cold beneath my fork, my appetite having abandoned me somewhere between the first course and the second."Elias." Her voice sharpens. "Are you even listening to me?""Yes, Mother." The words come out flat, automatic.
♥ AZALEA'S POV ♥The teacher's lodge is smaller than I expected.Not cruel, exactly. Just... nothing. A single room with a narrow bed, a desk pushed against the wall, a kitchenette that looks like it's seen maybe three occupants in the last decade. The window faces a stretch of grey sea, the sky heavy with clouds that match the weight in my chest.My father didn't even step inside. He pulled up, cut the engine, and said, "This is where you'll be staying. The school's expecting you in two months. Don't contact the family until the scandal dies down."Then he drove away.I'm standing in the middle of the room, still in the clothes I was discharged in—a pair of sweatpants Martha found for me, an oversized sweater that smells like hospital laundry. The IV port is still taped to my arm. I haven't had the strength to remove it."I ought to kill him," Martha says from behind me, her voice tight and controlled in the way that means she's genuinely furious. "I'm going to—""Martha." I turn to
♥ RAYMOND'S POV ♥The administrative office smells like stale coffee and desperation, which Karl informs me is the natural perfume of any institution that processes paperwork for a living."You're enjoying this way too much," I mutter, signing my name on the final form. "This is the fifth time I've written my name on something that says the exact same thing as the first four forms.""Welcome to education, my friend." Karl leans back in his chair, feet propped on a filing cabinet that looks older than both of us combined. "Where the paperwork multiplies faster than the students you're supposedly here to teach. Remind me why you wanted this transfer again?""Because my brother—""Your brother asked you to do strategy work from the capital. That's not the same as teaching maths to teenagers who would rather be anywhere else." Karl's grin is insufferable. "You could've just taken an office job. A nice, quiet, paperwork-free—""I like teaching." I say it flatly, which makes Karl laugh hard












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