LOGINThelma’s POV
I walked into the shower, as the water dripped down my body, I closed my eyes enjoying the feeling but it didn’t last long as the images came flashing again. I opened my eyes with a gasp, my eyes red from anger, at first, it was easy pretending but knowing I wouldn’t be pretending forever made it harder. My tears mixed with the water, my pain was fresh, nothing could stop the hatred built up in me yet I tried to control it. I turned off the shower, wrapping the towel around my body before walking into my room, I cleaned my body with the towel then dried my hair, I wore the long split red gown. It was split down to my thigh giving me the sexy look. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, calm yet I was void of any emotions. I touched up my face with some make up before spraying my perfume, Just in time for my door to open, I walked over there. It was Yvonne and she was looking so annoyed , I knew what she was annoyed on, as their plans would be starting, she must have been angry Neon would be my mate. “What’s wrong? Your face is sore, someone offended you?” I asked sitting down by the chair not far from the door. She stomped her foot in anger before sitting down beside me folding her arms annoyingly, “Wasn’t it one bastard! He literally ruined my plans.” “Oops! That could have hurt a lot. What happened?” I asked, my voice full of sarcasm. She shrugged standing up, I knew she wouldn’t want to talk about it. “Wasn’t it? And mom and dad refused to do anything about it, they wouldn’t even allow me to do anything.” She said. I nodded, “You just have to be passionate about it enough, look now, they finally agreed to me being Neon’s bethrone.” Her facial expression changed, I knew I had hit a spot in her and that was exactly what I needed for her to help in the ceremony, I smirked secretly. “I need to go now, the ceremoney is starting in an hour time so I need to prepare.” She said turning to leave but I didn’t care. She came to check me out and I knew what to give back to her, give her a chance to destroy the ceremony herself. ***** I walked into the ceremoney hall, all gazed fell on me as I stepped inside, some were complimenting while some were watching with jealousy. But I watched them all with pain, these are all the same people whom abandoned me, who couldn’t speak up for me and save me. For years, I thought they were all my family but turns out each are all devil in clothing, Yvonne wasn’t having it so she came beside me. She must have been jealous because of the compliment whispering, I noticed she was also putting on a red gown but shorter ahd sexier than my own. She’s really going all out just to win me over, that’s funny. “Sister, you are finally here.” Her sweet voice echoing in the hall. I smiled secretly, the faster you push it, the easier it becomes for me to get my revenge. I nodded my head walking towards the chair but she stopped me, she gave me a simple smile, “I just wanted to introduce you to my friends.” Even after giving you so many chances, you still wouldn’t give up and still want to harm me. At first I wanted to decline but then I remembered in the previous life, she said this but then I was almost bullied by her friends which was said to be a mistake. They all thought Yvonne was the one to be bethrone to Neon and I was a stepping stone to their succcess, I nodded and asked to leave. Just when she wanted to say something, dad came on stage. I knew he was about to announce his successor, “Good evening pack members.” He started, his eyes rotating like he was looking for someone until it dropped on me then he smiled. I forced back a smile, my heart dropping, I looked around and my eyes landed on Neon, he waved at me, his smile spread across his face. I retrace his eyes and realized he was staring at Yvonne, how could I have missed all this clues in the previous life, they made their affair vivid enough for everyone to know so how come I had no idea. “We are all gathered tonight for a great reason that’ll make our pack thrive the more and become the best in years to come, as everyone knows, I only have two daughters…” He paused, his eyes dripping with tears as it did in the previous life, I scoffed. “Now they are grown and of age to be engaged, I’m so happy we could all be here, together. Now we can all witness this joyous occasion together.” “I decided to abdicate the alpha responsibility to one of my daughter’s consort. He has to proof himself worthy enough to be with her, for years, I’ve thought of whom but now I have my answer.” “Thelma is the best fit to be our Luna, she’s strong, benevolent, and calm, and I can say the best person to pair with her is Neon…” Now it was my clue to talk, I wouldn’t be a pawn like I was in the previous life and if I have to do it in a way I’ll be hated, “Wait!” I walked towards him, my eyes fixed on his surprised face. “No…” I interrupted him, “I won’t be with Neon, and neither will I become this pack’s Luna.” Gasped erupted from the crowd as soon as I said that, you people were the same reason I was dead, the same people that stared while I struggle endlessly for my life and you think I’ll ever want to be your Luna again. Never! “What are you talking about Thelma.” Yvonne tried to get me back but I snapped removing my hands from hers. I wouldn’t stand and watch you guys take control of my life once again, this time around, I’ll let my destiny be in my hand. I stared at dad, then looked back at mom who was staring at me, as I cleared my throat, while looking at everyone, “My sis is just joking, Thelma, come down from there, you’ll get dad angry.” “I meant what I just said and I have my reasons.” My eyes wandered around the hall before landing on that one person, a crazy thought rummaged through my mind. “Thelma, stop this rubbish now and let’s proceed with the ceremony.” I glared back at Neon for what he just said. Without a second thought, I walked towards the stage, taking the second mic on the floor, I breathed in. What I was about to do would sound very crazy but I’m still going to do it anyways. “I said I have my reason and he is the one, I found my mate.” I announced pointing towards Xavier who was sitting at the edge of the room. All eyes set on him in surprise, let me see how you would deny me now, and how your plan would successfully take place.THELMA'S POVThe trial grounds were packed.Every pack leader who'd survived the Council attack was there. Hundreds of wolves, all watching, all waiting to see if Xavier would live or die.The fighting circle had been drawn in the center, ancient symbols that would prevent anyone from interfering. Once Xavier stepped inside, he was on his own.Aurelius was already waiting.He was massive. Easily a foot taller than Xavier, with muscles that looked carved from stone. His eyes were cold, calculating. This was someone who'd been bred and trained for one purpose, killing opponents in single combat."He's huge," Clara whispered beside me."Size isn't everything," I said, but my voice shook."Thelma…""He's going to win. He has to win." I watched Xavier approach the circle, his injured arm still in a sling. "Because the alternative is unacceptable."Elder Morrigan stepped forward to officiate. Despite everything, the exposure of Council corruption, Thorne's death, she still held her position
XAVIER'S POVI woke to soft touches.Thelma's fingers traced patterns on my chest, following old scars and new bruises. We'd fallen asleep in the war room, not exactly comfortable, but neither of us had wanted to leave the other."You're awake," she murmured."Hard to sleep when you're doing that." I caught her hand, brought it to my lips. "Not that I'm complaining.""I've been thinking.""That's dangerous."She swatted my chest lightly. "I'm serious. About today. About the trial."My stomach tightened. Right. The trial. Against Aurelius. While I was still recovering from fighting Thorne."Don't," I said. "Don't think about it. We'll face it when it comes.""I can't help it. I keep seeing the threads, Xavier. The possible outcomes. And some of them…" Her voice cracked. "...some of them end with you dead.""But not all of them?""No. Not all.""Then I'll make sure we get one of the good ones." I pulled her closer, ignoring the protest from my shoulder. "I didn't survive Thorne just to
THELMA'S POV I'd never felt anything like this. Xavier's mouth on me was pure sin. His tongue explored every fold, every sensitive spot, learning what made me gasp and what made me scream. When he sealed his lips around my clit and sucked, I had to bite my hand to keep from waking the entire building. "Don't," he commanded, pulling back. "I want to hear you." "Everyone will…" "Good." He dove back in, even more aggressive now. His tongue thrust inside me while his thumb worked my clit, and I stopped caring about who might hear. "Xavier!" I couldn't stop moving, hips rolling against his face, chasing the pleasure. "Oh God, oh God…" He added his fingers again, two of them stretching me while his mouth focused on my clit. The dual sensation was overwhelming. I was going to come again, harder this time, and… "That's it," he encouraged, feeling me tighten around his fingers. "Come on my tongue. Let me taste you." I exploded. The orgasm ripped through me like lightning, so intense I
XAVIER'S POV Kelvin looked like hell. Dark circles under his eyes. Clothes torn and dirty. Fresh cuts on his face and arms. But he was alive, and the desperate hope in his expression when he saw me made my chest tight. "Xavier." He took a step forward, then stopped, uncertain. "I know I have no right to be here. After what I did, what they made me do…" "Your sister," I said. "We know they were blackmailing you. We're planning a rescue." The relief that washed over his face was palpable. "She's alive? They told me she was alive, but I didn't know if I could believe them. If they were just…" "She's alive. And we're going to get her out." I gestured to the war room. "Come on. You can help us plan." "Xavier, I…" His voice cracked. "I attacked Thelma. I nearly killed her. How can you…" "You were being tortured. Blackmailed. They took away your choice." I gripped his shoulder. "What matters is what you do now. Will you help us take down what's left of their operation?" "Yes. God, y
THELMA'S POVThe war room, a generous term for what was essentially a converted storage space, buzzed with tactical discussions. Maps covered every surface. Clara and Elizabeth argued over troop formations. Marcus reviewed supply lists. Everyone was preparing for the worst.Everyone except Xavier, whose eyes kept finding me across the room.I tried to focus on the crystal's data streaming across the laptop screen. Names. Dates. Connections. Everything Matthias had died to give us. But I could feel Xavier's gaze like a physical touch, hot and insistent.When I finally looked up, his attention wasn't on my face.His eyes were fixed on my chest.Heat flooded through me. I glanced down and immediately understood why. The thin tank top I'd changed into after last night's chaos did absolutely nothing to hide the way my nipples had hardened under his stare. They pressed visibly against the fabric, two peaks that might as well have been screaming for his attention.I should have been embarras
THELMA'S POV The safehouse was chaos. After the battle at Council headquarters, Marcus had evacuated everyone to a secure location, an old warehouse on the edge of the territory that had been converted into emergency housing. It wasn't pretty, but it was safe. And right now, safe was all that mattered. "Drink," Clara commanded, shoving a glass into my hand. I took it automatically. The liquid burned going down, whiskey, strong enough to strip paint. "What is this?" "Victory," she said, raising her own glass. "We exposed the Council corruption. Killed the man behind it. Freed the compelled guards. This is what winning looks like." Around us, pack members were doing exactly that, celebrating. Someone had found music. Someone else had found more alcohol. The tension of the past weeks was releasing all at once. Xavier sat in the corner, his arm in a makeshift sling, looking exhausted but alive. Meridith was checking his wounds while he tried to wave her off. "He needs re







