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Lyra's POV I walked into the company's lobby, and the place smelled with power, authority and scent of wolves. From the atmosphere, one could see this was where the highest connection and alliances could be forged within the Werewolves and humans.Some of the pack members who worked in the company recognised my scent as Elara's best friend, their heads turned. Some people whispered, others stared. Good. Let them talk and get used to my presence because I'm here to stay.I can't believe, I finally get the chance to work here. I have always wanted to be here and now I am. Convincing Damian was easier than expected. I had unlock the skill to breaking his walls. A little seduction, a little manipulation was all it took.Damian. That bastard. He really thought I didn't know that he is still in love with Elara, or that he went to her room that morning after sleeping with me all night. But it's fine, I really don't care about that. He could love her for all I care as long as I get everything
Elara's POV Anger. Pain. Betrayal.That was all I felt when Lyra told me she was now working at Cadman pharmaceutical company. This was the company that my father built from the ground up. It wasn't enough that Damian had stolen it, he even allowed his mistress to work there now.Why do I feel like he purposely did this to spite me? Or he doesn't even trust me? After all the acts I had put on; defending him before the pack, working tirelessly and securing contracts just to make him believe I was supporting him. I even threw myself at him but still he didn't bite.And this? Lyra working at the company was the last nail on the coffin. I won't tolerate this dishonour to my family. I won't accept this. I would fight this. I can't let that bitch trample over me again.The car hasn't even come to a full stop when I jumped out the car, and stormed towards Damian's study. Since he had become the Alpha, he had limited going to the office, and worked remotely instead. My heels clicking the flo
Elara's POV "What?" Ethan screamed, his eyes widening slightly as he took in my request. His expression shifted, staring at me to see if I was serious or perhaps crazy.I wanted him to know I was serious, so I repeated, my voice steadier. "I want you to kill Damian for me, Ethan," I said, gripping his wrist, desperation clawing at me and my nails digging into his skin. 'I need him gone. He took everything away from me. My father's company, my pack, my freedom. Death is the only way I can break free from him, Ethan. Please help me."He opened his mouth to speak but no words came out. Then he cleared his throat and whispered, "You're asking me to kill the Alpha of Cadman pack, Luna?""Yes," I replied. "And I know you can do it. He trusts you so much that he won't even suspect a thing until everything is done."Silence stretched between us. My heart thundered in my chest as I wondered if I had put Ethan in a tight spot. But I knew this was the only way to break free from that monster and
Elara's POV"You're awake," he said, glancing at the monitors before focusing back on me. "How do you feel?""Like hell," I muttered.He nodded, and then turned to Ethan."I need to have a private discussion with the Luna. Please excuse us."Ethan straightened, his gaze locking with mine as if asking if he can leave me alone with the doctor. I blinked at him, silently assuring him that I was safe. He stood up and walked out of the room.When the door closed behind Ethan, Dr. Hayes sighed in frustration. "Luna, your condition is deteriorating faster than we expected."I swallowed hard. "What does that mean?""Your body is under extreme stress, and it's taking a toll on both you and the baby. We might have to perform a C-section when the baby gets to six months. And I'm afraid you might not get to live until then...."A cold chill settled over me.No.Not yet.I wasn't ready to leave now."How bad is my health?"His expression remained grave. "You have just two to three months to live, El
Elara's POV How was that even possible? His presence loomed over me and yet I couldn't perceive the scent of the man I despised the most. A werewolf's sense of smell was one of the strongest, and yet I was losing that too.No.I squeezed my eyes shut, my nails digging into the blanket as if that could erase the reality playing out before me."Elara," Damian's voice was annoyingly soft. "Are you feeling better now?"His hands reached out, moving towards my forehead but before he could touch me, I slapped his hand away with as much strength as I have left. "Don't," I snapped, my voice sharp. "Don't you dare touch me with those filthy hands. It's not your fucking business."His jaw tightened, but his expression still remained. "You collapsed, Elara. I have every right to be worried about you."I scoffed. "Worried? No, you aren't. You can fool everyone else but not me. You worry because you need me alive to serve your purpose."I saw something unreadable in his eyes. Guilt? Annoyance, may
Damian's POVShe hesistated but eventually obeyed. I walked toward my drawer, pulling out a small bottle of pills that I had gotten from the infirmary earlier, and a glass of water: the doctor had told me she had a severe headache so I ordered a very experienced healer to prepare a potent pill for headache. When I turned back to her, she was staring at me, suspicion laced in her gaze.Fuck! Did She think I would stoop so low and poison. C'mon, I may be an asshole who took back everything that truly belonged to my family, but I'm not that heartless. Besides, I already have the upper hand and resorting to poison was cowardice."What's this?" She asked, eyeing the medication in my hand.I placed the pills in her palm, crossing my arms. "Medicine. You've been sick. You need to take this."She scoffed, attempting to push the pills back at me. “Why should I trust that this isn't poisoned?" She said, and her distrust made my heart twist painfully. "And besides I don’t need it. I’ll be fine.”
Damian's POV Since I became the Alpha of the Cadman Pack, I had barely had time to let my wolf, Storm and go on a run, and he had been snapping at me in frustration because of his confinement and also for the way I treated our mate—Elara. So, this morning I decided to let him ran as much as he wanted, maybe that way I'd be able to clear my head. Alone, I made my way to the forest and without wasting time, I shifted into my wolf form, my paws echoing against the floor as I ran around the clearing. The morning air should have been refreshing, giving my wolf the freedom he longs for, but it did absolutely nothing to stop the raging storm inside me.Elara.I couldn't sleep all through the night because I was thinking of her, worried about her.Even I had failed to acknowledge it, I had noticed for sometime now that the strong, fiery and unyielding woman I know was gradually disappearing or maybe she was losing herself. She had gotten more pale, her body always trembling with fear and exh
Author's POV Damian's face twisted as he stared at Kael, his heart pounding. Kael sounded so sure—he can't be teasing him. But he was afraid to ask for Kael's evidence. What if it was true? What if the woman he was still holding onto actually wanted him dead?Kael smiled inwardly. Yes. He got him. He had never expected that after everything, Damian would still be holding onto Elara, which was ruining their plan.The plan was simple. Kael's father, the Rogue king raised Damian and pretended to be in full support of him, but what Damian didn't know was that the Rogue king actually wants the throne for his son, Kael. His plan was for Damian to take Lyra as his Luna, then eliminate him and Lyra will pass the throne to her mate, Kael.Lyra and Kael have always been entangled with each other but Damian was too blind to see it.Finally Damian opened his mouth and asked, "What evidence do you have?" Kael dropped the kit carefully, his tone smooth and highly manipulative. "I know you might no
Elara's POV Once Clara left, I sat down at the edge of the bed and rubbing my temple and sighing in frustration. I had just remembered that I said I was going to move to Damian's room. This was crazy. I didn't even mean to say that. But the word had left my mouth before I could stop them in a desperate bind to make him believe me earlier. I should have never said that no matter what. Sharing a chamber with Damian again felt like inviting a wolf into my den, one I couldn’t quite keep from growling, or biting. And that kiss… the memory of it alone made my stomach twisted with discomfort. And now? I'd be sleeping in his bed tonight. And I don't need any soothsayer to tell me what was to come next. It was crystal clear that he'd try to sleep with me. He’d use it as a test, a way to claim control and even if it isn't that, I could see I still have an effect on him. And the thought of his hands on me for the whatever reasons, the thoughts of his cock inside me after I had sworn not
Elara’s POV The moment I stepped into my room and the door clicked shut behind me with a soft click, I leaned against it for a long moment, closing my eyes and I had a bit of relief. My chest was still rising and falling from the aftermath of that kiss. I clasped my hands together tightly, trying everything I could to steady my breathing. The disgusting taste of that kiss still lingered on my lips. It was everything warm, aggressive, unforgettable. And it was everything I hated because of the way it had unraveled me in ways it shouldn't. Damn him. For one week I had been preparing for this. And I thought I was fully prepared to take up this role that I had perfectly crafted. This role of being calm, calculated, in control. But it turned out to be harder than I had expected. The moment he pressed his lips on mine, something within me cracked. Something old. Something buried. Something dangerous. Fuck!!! Even my wolf wasn't left out. She had been restless, jumping inside me since
Author's POVElara’s eyes glittered with unshed tears. “No. I still feel betrayed. But I’m choosing peace. Choosing to put everything behind me and move on.” “Bullshit,” Damian snapped. “You don’t forgive that easily. I know you, Elara.”Her lips curved into a slow, mysterious smile. “Maybe you don’t know me as well as you think.”There it was. The glint in her eyes. The spark behind the calm. She was playing a deeper game, and they both knew it. The only problem was—he didn’t know the rules yet. He can never know. His own tenure have run out and this was her own time to be in charge. Her games, her rules. Damian exhaled heavily, running a hand through his hair. He had no choice not to believe her for now. He knew pushing further was useless. "I don’t know what game you’re playing, but if you hurt yourself or get caught in something dangerous—”“I’m not here to hurt myself, Damian,” she interrupted coolly. “I’m here to stand by your side. To support your reign. Isn’t that what a L
Author’s POVThe grand hall which was filled moments ago with shock, suspicion, and false smiles eventually emptied. But the echo of the elders’ reluctant chants of “Long live, Alpha Damian”, still lingered in the air, thick like a aftertaste of a sour poison.Damian didn’t speak. Although he could barely hold himself from snapping but at the end of the day he waited until the heavy doors slammed shut after he gave the guards a quiet order to exit the room, leaving only two people in the room.Him. And her.Elara sat back on her throne, her legs crossed in such a graceful manner that made her give a type of aura that was impossible to ignore. Damian noticed it but he quickly shoved it away.Who would care about some aura in such a situation? He was literally burning with rage inside. She noticed him as he tried to force himself to look away from her and a faint, taunting smirk tugged at the corners of her lips.Interesting. It was good to know that she still had some kind of effects
Author's POVA week later.Although everything had died down temporarily, the elders still had their suspicions. They were equally keeping an eye on Kael, their eyes like that of an eagle watching, waiting for him to flop. And also on Damian trying to figure out the real reason why he let Kael go.For one whole week, Elara was nowhere to be found. She hadn't been seen in the palace. Everyone had expected that she was still probably angry at the Alpha for everything and coupled with the fact that justice wasn't exactly served.Today, Alpha Damian sat at the grand hall with Elders Seraphina, Selena, and a few other trusted members of the high circle. They were discussing about the pack matters and how to restore peace.Kael stood by silently near the back, arms crossed with a guarded expression on his face. From the look on the Elders face anytime his eyes met with them, he knew he wasn't exactly wanted here but he equally doesn't care.A sharp knock on the double doors silenced the roo
Author's POVAfter Damian watched Elara storm away like a raging wildfire, the evidence of her fury was still trailing behind her like smoke that can't be put out. Damian turned away slowly and made his way towards his room, his steps heavier than the last and his thoughts a storm.When he got in, he shut the door behind him, resting on it. He exhaled slowly, but the weight of his encounter with Elara didn’t lift from his chest. He felt bad. No. He felt worse.Of course, he had expected her rage. Prepared for the venom in her voice. But it didn’t make the blow hit any less. If anything it felt like he was broken beyond repair.He had agreed with her, and assured her that he would fight for Ethan. But he didn't. And now the guilt was already eating him whole and alive. Haunting his soul.She’s right, his wolf whispered in his head. 'You betrayed her. You betrayed Ethan.''But I had no choice,' he fired back. Not really. It wasn't his choice. He had to do it to save his child and that
Elara's POVI studied her for a long tensed second. And this time I was convinced she wasn't lying. At least, not completely. All I saw was a girl who desperately wanted to survive in the chaotic world.Maybe she'd always been out for herself. Maybe she'd never cared for me at all. But for now, her goals aligned with mine. And that was all that mattered. Though, she can't still be completely trusted."Fine," I said at last, my voice as hard as stone. "You help me bring Kael and Lyra down, and I'll make sure you're protected. You'll have your place when this is over."Clara's smile widened triumphantly. "Smart choice, Luna."Gomez was silent beside me, just staring at me with a look that tells me he is neither supportive nor against it. Maybe somewhere in between."What do you know?" I demanded. "Tell me everything. And it should better be worth it."Clara's eyes glittered. "Lyra and Kael are working together. I have never seen them directly together. But I know Lyra might be betraying
Elara's POVBut just as quickly, everything changed. Another instinct—the ones fueled by grief, rage, and cold determination, whispered that I needed her. I needed what she knew. Information was power. And right now, I have none.At this juncture, she had the upper hand and I needed to bring those hands down and place them in mine with whatever means I have.Behind me, I heard Gomez’s footsteps. He stopped just a few feet away, tension radiating from his body like a heatwave."Elara," he said, voice low and warning. "Think very carefully. You don't owe her anything."I was surprised to hear him say that because I didn't know that he could hear us given that he just got here."I know," I murmured, not taking my eyes off Clara. "Why are you doing this?" I asked her bluntly. "Why betray Kael now?"Her mouth twisted into something bitter. "I am not betraying Kael, your Highness," she said. "I haven't even met him yet. I am betraying Lyra. And I believe you know that there is something bet
Elara's POV"Everything, Luna," she said. "Are you willing to go that far for a common guard?"A common guard? Ethan was no common guard. He was a friend. A family. And I was a bit pissed that she referred to him like that.I didn't want to snap at her and there was no reason to correct her so I just stared at her for a long, long moment, watching as her red painted lips were curling into a disgustingly annoying smirk.Clara. My old assistant. The last person I ever expected to see again, much less involved in something this deep.Clara has always been meek. Quiet as if she never existed but now this.... I wouldn't have believed her, right. But the mischievous look on her face gave her away. She wasn't always as innocent as she looked. Maybe she has never been and I have just been blind to see that.I shoved that aside, concentrating on the issue that really mattered."You," I breathed, my mind scrambling for answers. "How... How do you know everything about Ethan?"Clara tilted her h