ANMELDENJust reject me already! I braced myself as our eyes locked, his piercing green orbs penetrating mine. “I, Kai–" He didn't get to say more before Knox, the devil’s advocate, raised a hand. “Halt!”A cruel smirk spread across his face. “Rejection is too much mercy. I think she might just be useful.” *** It’s one thing to be an unattractive outcast, it’s another to be an unattractive outcast with a target on your back. Dala is all of the above. As a half-breed from a small pack, she will pay for her sin of being THE ERYMOR TRIPLET’s fated mate. Identical heirs to the throne, feared and revered by all, except Dala who barely acknowledges their existence. Like being sold as a maid into their household isn’t enough torture, she has to go to school with the same brothers hellbent on ruining her existence. Afterall, she’s nothing but filth to their reputations. She’s barely able to keep her pants on. Amidst hot secrets and blurring hate, the mysterious step-brother, Vander comes back into town to ruin everything. Is their bond strong enough for four? How well will Dala play their games while having a secret agenda of her own?
Mehr anzeigenDALAIt was strange how easily something so broken could feel whole again.A month had passed since Vander walked through the doors of my shop like a storm I’d been praying for and somehow, since then, every day has been a soft unraveling of all the tension, all the years, all the pain that had held my shoulders in a knot for far too long.We fell into rhythm. This wasn't altogether perfect because there were bumps, awkward mornings, and quiet nights. A few moments where I would catch him staring at Sarah like he was afraid she’d vanish again. Still, there was real tangible peace. The kind that lived in breakfast laughter, and Sarah’s tiny arms flinging around Vander’s neck when he came back from work, and how he always kissed my forehead like it was a sacred ritual.We had dinner together now, all three of us, grocery-shopped like we were a unit. We even picked out new curtains together last week for my home— since I wasn’t ready to leave for his pack. In these few days, I’d never
VANDERThe dining hall had never felt smaller, wronger.Something felt wrong and it wasn’t just Knox’s presence. The roast sat untouched on Lady Ambessa’s plate. Knox pushed around a heap of potatoes and I was sipping a glass of wine I didn’t even want, just to have something to do with my hands.It had been a while.It had been awfully long while that dinner consisted of more than two adults. The third and last being Knox.What do we talk about? What do I even say?He knew I had found Dala, posing no other questions for me but Knox’s sudden preference of peace baffled me further. I had a feeling there was something he wanted to say but hadn’t and when it finally dropped, God help me, it might be a tad bit too heavy to bear.“Pass the salt, brother,” Knox asked, stringing my wandering mind back into equally restless body.“Knox,” Lady Ambessa’s inquisitive tone sliced through the silence as she addressed her son. “You’ve been gone nearly a year and the first thing you say is ‘pass th
VANDERIt smell of pinewoods in every corner of the compound. The war room wasn’t as flashy as the name suggested, no glinting silver maps or intimidating weapons mounted on the walls. Just a long, mahogany table scattered with blueprints, territorial outlines, digital projections, and half-empty mugs of bitter coffee that had gone cold an hour ago.Marcus, my beta for the past three years, stood at the head of the table, rolling his neck with a slight grimace as he updated me on the Expansion Project. “We secured approval in all of the south. That playground was an amazing room,” he said, tapping a red-marked zone on the holomap.I arched my brow, struggling to be present. To not think of her. “You think?”“I think everyone’s watching you now,” Marcus replied, glancing at me over the rim of his coffee mug. “Even the Alphas that used to mock your name during ascencion are suddenly scrambling to sign pacts or bury old feuds.”I didn’t respond because he was right.We weren’t just exp
DALAThe hotel room was barely closed behind us when Vander pushed me up against the door, his mouth already crashing into mine like he was trying to consume the years we’d lost.I didn’t resist. How could I?His kiss was rough and unrelenting, a perfect match for the ache that had been building inside me since the moment I saw him again. My hands were in his hair before I could stop myself, my fingers curling tightly like I needed to anchor myself to something before I lost control completely.Words felt unnecessary now. Everything we needed to say was being translated in the way his hands roamed over me—possessive, desperate, reverent. He tasted like memories and madness and regret and promise and passion.He tasted like sin.I gasped into his mouth when his teeth caught my lower lip. “You still kiss like you’re trying to punish me,” I whispered, breathless.He pulled back,meeting my gaze. “You still taste like fucking heaven.”Vander's lips crashed on mine again, his hands slidin
VANDERThe room smelled like old ashwood and fresh resentment. We were all there like picture-perfect family portraits gone stale, at the bottom of a dusty pile. Everyone was present. Knox sat stiffly to my left, his knee bouncing like it had somewhere better to be. Kai lounged in his chair, tryin
KNOXI should’ve known it was her.The second Vander said Amber was behind it—the leak, the tip to the press, the public humiliation Dala went through—it all made sense. I’d brushed off her petty digs, the way she always slinked around Dala with that fake smile but this was anything but petty.I f
DALAI cradled Sarah in my arms as though I could fold her back into the space beneath my heart, where she’d first begun, where nothing and no one could ever touch her. My lips found her hair again and again, whispering her name like a prayer, like a question, like a punishment.“Why would you do t
DALA FIVE YEARS LATER “Sarah, eat your eggs.” “I am eating them,” she whined dramatically, poking her fork into the yolk and watching it ooze across her plate. “I’m just… doing it slowly.” I gave her a look over the rim of my coffee mug. “You’ve been doing it slowly for the past fifteen minu
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