LOGINI stood beside Dylan’s car, and it felt like my entire chest was being ripped open slowly, painfully, like the moon goddess herself had reached inside me and decided to punish me for daring to love too much. The cold morning breeze brushed against my skin, yet none of it mattered because all I could feel was the ache sitting heavily inside my heart. The moment Dylan wrapped his arms around me, I completely lost every strength I had been trying to hold together since morning. My fingers clutched tightly against the back of his shirt while tears rolled endlessly down my cheeks. I could hear my mother sniff quietly behind me, and even my father had gone unusually silent, but none of that mattered to me at that moment. The only thing I could think about was the painful truth that fate had once again found a way to take away something I wanted before I could fully hold onto it.“I wish the moon goddess would just give us a chance,” I cried against his chest. I hated how weak I sounded,
The moment Jessica walked into the dining hall that morning, everything inside me softened.It was ridiculous how easily she affected me. Before she arrived, I had been sitting there listening to Alpha Silas speak about pack matters, but honestly, my mind had been elsewhere. I had woken up that morning restless for reasons I couldn't explain. Even after a full night’s rest, something inside me still felt unsettled.But then Jessica stepped into the room. And just like that, the heaviness disappeared.Moon Goddess.There was something dangerously peaceful about that woman.Sometimes, when I was alone in my room at night, I found myself wondering if she was the answer to prayers I had stopped saying years ago. Because the peace I felt around her wasn't normal. It wasn't an ordinary attraction or childhood affection. No. This was deeper than I had ever imagined, the kind of feeling that wrapped around a man slowly until he started imagining forever without even realizing it.Even with my
I could barely think straight throughout that morning.Every time I closed my eyes, I felt Kaelen’s lips against my neck again. I could still hear his voice in my head, still feel the way his hands trembled when he held me close like he was terrified of losing me. I could still feel the tiny sting of his bite on my neck, like everything had just happened right now. And somehow, that terrified me more than anything else.I stood in front of my mirror, staring at the faint mark. As soon as my fingers touched it, my heart skipped immediately. The bond reacted in a way that almost felt like Kaelen himself was standing beside me.I quickly pulled my hand away. “No,” I whispered to myself. I couldn’t think about him right now.I had spent almost the entire hour crying after he left. Crying because I loved him. Crying because I hated him. Crying because after everything, he still had the power to destroy every wall I tried building around my heart.And now I have to go downstairs and act no
For a long moment after Kaelen spoke, neither of us moved.The room felt painfully small, too small to contain everything crashing inside my chest. My breathing increased, my hands trembling slightly at my sides as I stared at him. I could still feel the sting on my neck where he had marked me, but the pain was nothing compared to the chaos happening inside my heart. The bond between us no longer felt distant. No. It was alive now, breathing inside me like something that had finally awakened after years of sleeping.And the worst part? I had wanted this. Moon Goddess help me, I had wanted this for so long.For so many nights, I had laid awake imagining what it would feel like for Kaelen to finally hold me like I mattered to him. I had imagined him confessing, imagined him looking into my eyes and telling me I wasn’t crazy for loving him. I had spent weeks hoping for even the smallest sign that maybe I wasn’t alone in this bond. Yet now that it had finally happened, now that he was sta
My hands clenched at my sides. “Why?” My voice came out in a whisper. “Why wouldn’t you look at me? Why wouldn’t you tell me you loved me? Why wouldn’t you tell me you felt this bond too?”I hated myself that despite my effort not to cry, the tears kept flooding in my eyes. And I was certain he could see how red my eyes were.“And now—now that I might actually move on—you expect me to do what? Say no to him because of you?” I scoffed again, shaking my head for the third time. “How do I even know you’ll change? How do I know that if I choose you, you won’t go back to pretending I don’t exist?”He didn’t answer, and that silence hurt more than anything.“Exactly,” I whispered. “You won’t do anything. You call yourself a nobleman, but you’re just scared. Scared to admit how you feel. Scared to stand in front of everyone and claim me.”It was just so hurting to know that despite all these, my heart wouldn't stop doing that crazy somersaults for him. I wasn't so much interested about him c
“My Lady…” His voice stopped me, even though I didn’t want it to.I didn’t look at him immediately. I didn’t want to give him that satisfaction, I didn’t want him to think that a single word from him could still pull my attention so easily. But my heart… my stupid, traitorous heart was already racing like it knew something I was still trying to deny. Slowly, I lifted my eyes to him, my expression turning cold. “What is it?” I questioned, not minding how rude I sounded. “Aren’t you done?”He didn’t move at first. He just stood there, his hand still on the door handle, his back half-turned toward me like he was fighting with himself. Then slowly, he turned fully, his eyes locking onto mine in a way that made my chest tighten painfully. There was something in that look—something raw—that I had never seen before.I forced myself to hold his gaze. “Are you going to say something, or are you just going to keep staring at me?” He said nothing. “If you don’t have anything to say, then quietl







