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Chapter 45

Author: Ophelia M
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CELESTRIA

One thing about me?

If I want it, it’s mine. Period. There’s no moral compass or second-guessing. I was born to conquer, not to ask for crumbs.

And right now, I’m sitting in the Moon Chamber, dripping in silk and sin, beside the woman who raised me like a weapon—not a daughter.

Mother’s fingers swirl her blood-red wine lazily, like she didn’t just orchestrate a war behind closed doors.

“Do we have news?” I ask, my tone sharp enough to slit a throat.

She glances at me from her goblet like I’m a child tugging on her sleeve.

“You don’t have to worry about that Fox and her bastard son,” she says with a calm that pisses me off. “They’ll be handled.”

I lean forward, eyes narrowed. “Handled? That’s the word we’re using now? Like she’s just another maid who overstepped?”

Mother sighs, clearly annoyed. “Celestria, darling, don’t tell me she’s getting under your skin.”

“She breathed near Darius.”

“And?” Her voice is like poisoned honey.

“And he didn’t flinch. He let her stand there, t
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  • Hiding The Alpha’s Son: My Ex-Fuck Buddy    Chapter 45

    CELESTRIAOne thing about me?If I want it, it’s mine. Period. There’s no moral compass or second-guessing. I was born to conquer, not to ask for crumbs.And right now, I’m sitting in the Moon Chamber, dripping in silk and sin, beside the woman who raised me like a weapon—not a daughter.Mother’s fingers swirl her blood-red wine lazily, like she didn’t just orchestrate a war behind closed doors.“Do we have news?” I ask, my tone sharp enough to slit a throat.She glances at me from her goblet like I’m a child tugging on her sleeve.“You don’t have to worry about that Fox and her bastard son,” she says with a calm that pisses me off. “They’ll be handled.”I lean forward, eyes narrowed. “Handled? That’s the word we’re using now? Like she’s just another maid who overstepped?”Mother sighs, clearly annoyed. “Celestria, darling, don’t tell me she’s getting under your skin.”“She breathed near Darius.”“And?” Her voice is like poisoned honey.“And he didn’t flinch. He let her stand there, t

  • Hiding The Alpha’s Son: My Ex-Fuck Buddy    Chapter 44

    DARIUSThis was supposed to be just a meeting. A quick, civil conversation to "clear things up."But the second her scent hit me—the wild jasmine and honey she always wears like warpaint—I knew I was screwed.Why can’t I pull away from her?Her eyes flick up to meet mine. Stormy. Guarded. But I see it—the flicker of something deeper. Want. Hate. Craving.She finally manages to shove me, though her fingers linger on my chest just a second too long. “Still arrogant,” she mutters, but her voice is breathy, not nearly as strong as she wanted it to sound.My lips curl. “Still pretending you don’t want this?”She blinks.Bullseye.I step closer. Just a fraction. But enough that her chest brushes mine when she breathes."You should go," she says flatly, eyes darting anywhere but me.But she doesn't move. Neither do I.“You’re lying,” I murmur, voice low, dark, and full of the things I want to do to her. “You always lie when you’re scared.”“Scared?” she scoffs, but it’s weak. “Of you? Don’t

  • Hiding The Alpha’s Son: My Ex-Fuck Buddy    Chapter 43.5

    Darius“Stop this, Darius. I don’t even think of something right now.” “Lie prettier,” I mutter, but it’s not enough. I need more. I need her to crack. Vivienne’s glare could slice me open, but I’d let her. Hell, I’d hand her the blade. “Step back, Darius,” she says, voice sharp enough to mask the way her pulse is hammering. “Make me,” I counter, low, taunting. “Go on—try.” Her jaw tightens, and I catch it—the faintest tremor in her hands. My lips twitch into a cruel smile. “You hate that I can still read you, don’t you?” “Read this,” she snaps, shoving at my chest. It doesn’t budge me an inch. “Cute,” I murmur, leaning in, my voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “But I know that look in your eyes. You want to claw me apart and—” I smirk. “Maybe kiss me right after.” She scoffs, a harsh sound. “You’re unbelievable.” “And you’re lying,” I shoot back, pinning her with my stare. “I can hear it—your heart’s practically begging for me.” Her laugh is cold, but it cracks at the

  • Hiding The Alpha’s Son: My Ex-Fuck Buddy    Chapter 43

    Vivienne He’s too close. So close I can count the gold flecks in his wolf-dark eyes. So close my lungs forget how to work, like breathing is some luxury I don’t deserve in his gravity. Why is he doing this to me? “Back up,” I whisper. He doesn’t. Of course he doesn’t. Darius only knows how to advance or annihilate. “Why are you shaking?” he murmurs, voice low, dangerous. “From fear… or from memory?” I glare. “From rage.” He smiles, humorless. “Lie prettier.” I try to step sideways; his hand hits the wall beside my head, caging me in. My son is a few steps away with Zara—safe, for now. My heart hammers anyway. “Move,” I say, softer, deadlier. “No.” His eyes drop to my mouth for one traitorous second. “Not until you hear me.” “I’ve heard you, Darius. I’m done listening.” “I’ll have to admit,” he whispered, voice low and rough like gravel sliding over fire, “I have come to terms with the fact that I’m wrong.” His words hit me like stones I wasn’t ready for. “I don’t have a

  • Hiding The Alpha’s Son: My Ex-Fuck Buddy    Chapter 42

    DariusAnd after everything—after the lies, the tests, the sleepless nights—she’s here.Right in front of me.Vivienne.Not the soft memory of her I’ve been torturing myself with. Not the ghost of the girl I used to hold.But the woman who looks like she’s about to rip my throat out.And god help me, I can’t even look away.“Vivienne—”“I don’t know what you want,” she cuts me off, her voice sharp enough to skin me alive.It’s exactly what I expected. Angry. Mad. Like every syllable is soaked in betrayal and fire.I take a step closer, slow and deliberate, because my wolf is clawing at me to close the distance. “I want you to listen.”She laughs, cold and bitter. “Listen? Darius, I’ve heard enough. Heard about your games. Heard about your tests.” Her voice shakes—not from fear, but from rage. “Do you think I wouldn’t find out?”“Vivienne, stop.” I move closer again. “It’s not what you think.”“Oh, don’t you dare pull that,” she snaps, chin high, eyes like glass shards. “You hired some

  • Hiding The Alpha’s Son: My Ex-Fuck Buddy    Chapter 41.5

    “Too late for what?” My voice cracked, and I hated how small it sounded.Zara’s eyes flared, like I’d just asked if fire burned. “For you to still have a choice, Vivienne. That’s what.”I blinked, tightening my hold on my son. “What are you talking about? I don’t—”She let out a laugh—sharp, humorless, like broken glass. “God, you’re still so stubborn. Always thinking you can walk into a den of wolves and come out clean.”“I’m not afraid of Celestria,” I snapped, finally finding my voice.“Good,” Zara said, leaning in until her forehead almost touched mine. “Then be afraid of Darius.”That shut me up.The silence between us was a pulse, loud and heavy. My wolf stirred, unsure, sensing the storm behind Zara’s words.“What—” I started, but Zara cut me off with a single look.“Don’t play dumb with me,” she hissed. “You think I don’t see the way he looks at you? Like you’re a mess he wants to own and ruin at the same time?”My stomach tightened. “That’s not—”“Don’t lie. Not to me.” She j

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