LOGIN“Darcy is feeling dizzy tonight. Let's suppress our bond, Emma. We can have our marking ceremony some other day.” Those were the exact words he spat when I called him on the day that was supposed to be our marking ceremony. It was the seventh time he asked me to suppress the sacred bond between us for his childhood sweetheart. The first time he suppressed it was because Darcy’s pack was under attack and he wanted to be by her side. “Darcy is fighting for her survival and you want me to be pulled by our fated bond? Don't make me believe you are this selfish., Emma.” The third time he suppressed it he said, “Darcy is having a fever. I can't leave her alone.” By the sixth time, he didn't bother explaining why he had the witch suppress our bond in the most brutal way possible because he was in a hurry to go meet Darcy. Since we were fated mates, every time he wanted to be intimate with her, he would have a witch suppress the bond between us. As an Alpha, this suppression barely affects him but as an Omega, it would leave me in a terrible pain that I could not get up from my bed for weeks. Though devastated seeing me in such pain, he would offer me only a few lines of apologies and a bundle of promises to make it up to me in future. That's it. So, when the seventh time, he refused to mark me and came home to suppress our bond to be with Darcy, I had already packed my clothes. It will be the last time he suppresses our bond because the next time, there will be no bond between us to suppress.
View MoreThe silence that followed Edward’s confession was heavier than the command he had tried to use moments before. He looked small pinned against the stone—a fading echo of a man I had once thought was my entire world."You don't love me, Edward," I said, my voice steady, devoid of the jagged pain that had defined my last two years. "You love the way I made you feel powerful. You love the reflection of yourself you saw in my submission."I lowered my hand, releasing the invisible weight pressing against his chest. Edward slumped to his knees, gasping for air, his eyes searching mine for a flicker of the girl who used to apologize for breathing too loudly. He found nothing but the cold, brilliant clarity of the moon.“That's not true!” He protested, trying to reach out to hold my hands. But, I brushed him off. I could see the genuine hurt in his eyes as he stared at his refused hands in a dilemma before he finally spoke, “Is it about Darcy? Emma, I swear I would not meet her again.”“That p
For three weeks, my brothers had treated me like a returning queen, though their idea of "recovering" involved a wardrobe overhaul and a sudden, suspicious interest in my Friday night plans."It’s just a dinner, Emma," Caleb said, adjusting his cufflinks. He looked far too smug for a man who claimed to be 'helping.'"The Council needs to see that you’re back. What better way than a formal meeting with the Supreme?""The Supreme doesn't do 'dinners,' Caleb," I countered, smoothing the silk of my midnight-blue gown. It wasn't a dress someone would choose for an official meeting. It was backless, sharp-edged, and shimmered like moonlight on oil."He does declarations and decrees.""Well," Cassian chimed in from the doorway, "he requested this specifically."I rolled my eyes, thinking it was a political play. The Aura Council was led by a man shrouded in more legend than fact—Lucian Vane, a wolf whose power was said to be so dense it could still the hearts of an entire battalion.When I ar
Emma’s POVThe altitude change always made my ears pop, but this time, it felt like a physical shedding of my past.As the plane touched down in the hidden valley of Oakhaven, the heavy, suffocating mantle of ‘Edward’s Omega’ finally fell away.I wasn’t just an ignored mate anymore. I was coming home.The iron gates of the Silver-Thorn Estate creaked open as my taxi pulled up. This wasn’t the suburban townhouse Edward had tucked me away in; this was a fortress.As I stepped out, the scent of cedar and ozone hit me—the signature scent of the Aura Omegas.Standard wolves books say Omegas are the weakest link. They don’t mention the Aura lineage—a group so powerful their influence can stabilize entire packs, or bring Alphas to their knees with a single command.They were supreme because they didn't bow down to Alphas or mix their blood by wedding their own to others.I was the one who broke the chain and betrayed the whole group because I blindly thought Edward was different from others.
Edward sank onto the edge of the bed, clutching the ring so hard the metal bit into his palm. For the first time in his life, the Alpha dominance that had always served him felt useless. He had the power to command armies, but he couldn't command a girl who no longer cared to listen.The moonlight through the window felt like a spotlight on his failure. He stared at the empty room, the silence finally answering the question he had been too arrogant to ask.She wasn't hiding. She wasn't playing a game.She was gone.Edward didn't sleep that night. He stood in his study, the heirloom ring still clutched tightly into his palm. Maps of the continent were sprawled across his mahogany desk, marked with the frantic red ink of failed leads."She can't just vanish," Edward hissed, his voice a sandpaper rasp. "An Omega doesn't have the resources to bypass a high-level pack encryption. Someone helped her."The door creaked open and a familiar scent filled his nostrils, making his pupils relaxed m












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