LOGINElaria Virelle has died nine times. Each time, it ends the same way—betrayed, abandoned, and murdered by the very world she once called home. On her tenth chance, she remembers everything. This time, she refuses to beg. This time, she walks away. When her mate, Alpha Elias Graves, hands her a divorce on the morning of their fifth anniversary, Elaria doesn’t fight for him like she did before. She chooses herself—and in doing so, sets fire to everything he built with her. But freedom comes with a cost. A broken necklace reveals a cruel truth. A one-night mistake leaves her carrying a powerful heir. And a dangerous Alpha from the north—Alaric Valtor—steps into her life, claiming both her and the child she never planned to have. Bound by a contract marriage and hunted by enemies who want her dead, Elaria must navigate power, betrayal, and a love she swore she would never feel again. Because this time, she isn’t just surviving. She’s taking everything back. And she will not die a tenth time. Never. Ever.
View MoreElaria's POVI woke up only to find the bed empty, Alaric wasn't here, I looked around when I heard his whispers from the other room, “find out everything and tell me," he said, sounding angry.“Who are you talking to?" I asked when he laid on his side of the bed, his back was turned to me.“You're awake," he exclaimed, he looked a bit surprised.“Yeah, I have been awake for a little while now," I replied.“You haven't answered my question," I added when he didn't say anything.“It's a business call, nothing you should be concerned about," he said dismissively. I knew he was lying, he was hiding something from me.“That's not the truth," I confronted sitting up on the bed.“Because you don't want it to be and anyway, you shouldn't be concerned about my matter, go to bed now, I'll sleep in the living room," he said, climbing up the bed and walking out of the room.I couldn't understand what the hell was going on in this man's head, he was definitely hiding something from me and I could
Alaric's POV“Are you sure there's no problem," Elaria asked, her smile slowly fading away. She didn't look like she trusted what I said.“Everything is alright Elaria, there's no need to worry so much, Evander is just updating me about the pack's situation and it's going really well," I lied.“Oh… okay, can we go inside, it's quite chilly out there,” she replied with a soft voice."Yeah,” I replied but what Evander said still troubled me.I placed my hand softly on her back, feeling how her body stiffened at my touch. She was affected by my touch too and she couldn't deny it.She mumbled something under her breath and I couldn't quite understand it but decided to let it go following behind her as she hastened her steps.“Where are you going to sleep?" She asked when she noticed me walk into the room with her.“I'm sleeping in this room, this is the only livable room in this house, so I don't have a choice but to stay here,” I replied."If you sleep here, where am I going to sleep?" S
Elaria’s POVI couldn’t remember the last time I had eaten a meal without worrying about what was happening somewhere else or if it was poisoned or not, but having Alaric sitting opposite me, with a calm smile, gave me a sense of peace. I was safe and my baby was too, even though there were still troubles before us, I could think clearly.I looked at the plate in front of me and then at him as he took a bite of the food, he looked visibly pleased but he hadn’t said anything yet.“So?”Alaric looked up from his food. “So what?”“You haven’t said anything.”He took another bite, chewing slowly before nodding. “Well, it’s not all that, but it’s good,” he said with a teasing smile.“Are you sure about that or you’re just scared to admit this is the best meal you’ve had,” I replied, digging into my own plate.He smiled. “Fine, I have tasted food from the best chef around the world, but I must admit this is the best pasta I’ve ever had.”I rolled my eyes. “You’re only saying that because yo
Elaria’s POV“Are you sure you can do that?” I asked, patting my belly to stop myself from laughing so much.“Yes, I’ll show you,” Alaric replied, wearing an apron and chopping an onion into pieces.“Ouch,” he mumbled, wiping his eyes; he had somehow gotten onion juice in his eyes.“How did you do this?” I laughed, wiping his eyes with a clean napkin.He had bragged that he knew how to cook and had insisted on cooking dinner tonight, but from what I saw, we were going to order take out tonight. He didn’t even know how to cut an onion correctly.“I think you should let me cook dinner, you’re more suited to the political lifestyle,” I urged, but he nodded his head.“No, you’re doing that, there’s nothing I can do, you just have to have enough faith in me,” he said, trying to pick the appropriate pan from the cupboard.“Wow, should I call the ambulance to be close by? I definitely don’t want to die from food poisoning,” I said, picking up my apron.“There’s no need to do that, I’m seriou






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