LOGINMargauxI woke slowly, awareness creeping in through layers of exhaustion and lingering pleasure. My body felt heavy, sated in a way it hadn’t been in years—in five years, to be precise. Every muscle ached pleasantly, and the sheets against my bare skin were soft and warm.For a blissful moment, I didn’t remember where I was or what I’d done.Then I felt the weight of someone’s gaze on me, and reality came crashing back with devastating clarity.My eyes flew open to find Klaus propped up on one elbow beside me, watching me with a soft smile that made something twist painfully in my chest. His dark hair was tousled from my fingers running through it, and there were faint scratch marks visible on his shoulders where I’d…Oh gods.What had I done?How could I have been so stupid, so weak, so completely and utterly foolish?I’d slept with him. Again. After swearing it would never happen, after telling him the mate bond meant nothing, after promising myself I’d never let him close enough t
꧁ LYRA'S POVMy head was pounding.I groaned, pressing my palm against my forehead as consciousness slowly returned. The sheets beneath me were impossibly soft, far nicer than anything I owned, and they smelled like cedar and winter and…Oh god.Memory crashed over me in waves. The club. The dare. The man with the gray eyes who'd kissed me like he was drowning and I was air.Asher.My eyes flew open, and I sat up too quickly, immediately regretting it as the room spun. Sunlight streamed through floor-to-ceiling windows, revealing a penthouse suite that probably cost more per night than I made in a month.And I was alone.I looked around the empty room, my heart doing something complicated in my chest that I refused to examine too closely. The other side of the bed was cold, the indentation in the pillow the only evidence that last night hadn't been some fever dream."Get it together, Lyra," I muttered to myself. "It was a one-night stand. That's literally the point. He's not supposed
꧁ LYRA'S POVMy head was pounding.I groaned, pressing my palm against my forehead as consciousness slowly returned. The sheets beneath me were impossibly soft, far nicer than anything I owned, and they smelled like cedar and winter and…Oh god.Memory crashed over me in waves. The club. The dare. The man with the gray eyes who'd kissed me like he was drowning and I was air.Asher.My eyes flew open, and I sat up too quickly, immediately regretting it as the room spun. Sunlight streamed through floor-to-ceiling windows, revealing a penthouse suite that probably cost more per night than I made in a month.And I was alone.I looked around the empty room, my heart doing something complicated in my chest that I refused to examine too closely. The other side of the bed was cold, the indentation in the pillow the only evidence that last night hadn't been some fever dream."Get it together, Lyra," I muttered to myself. "It was a one-night stand. That's literally the point. He's not supposed
|| Klaus ||I paced the length of my chambers like a caged animal, my mind replaying the dinner over and over until I thought I’d go insane.Married. My father was forcing me into a marriage with some stranger from the North. Like I was cattle to be traded, like my life meant nothing, like I had no say in my own fucking future.But what made it worse—what made it absolutely unbearable—was her.Margaux.Sitting there with that serene smile on her face, congratulating me like this was good news. Like she was happy about it. Like the thought of me bound to another woman didn’t affect her at all.“I’m sure this is for a good cause. We must always think of the good of the kingdom.”Her words echoed in my head, mocking me. Taunting me with how easily she could dismiss what was between us.After everything. After I’d laid myself bare, told her the truth about what my father had threatened all those years ago, after we’d spent nights tangled together with the mate bond singing between us—afte
The words hung in the air like a death sentence.Klaus will be married within the month.I felt the world tilt sideways, my vision narrowing to a pinpoint as my mind struggled to process what Aldric had just said. The fork in my hand felt impossibly heavy all of a sudden, and I set it down carefully before I dropped it.Klaus’s face had gone completely white.“What the hell do you mean?” His voice was low and barely controlled. “What marriage?”Aldric took another leisurely sip of his wine, clearly enjoying his son’s distress. “Exactly what I said. The Northern Pack’s Alpha has a daughter—Lady Elena, I believe her name is. Beautiful girl, from what I understand. Excellent breeding, properly educated, and most importantly, she comes with an alliance that will extend our influence across three additional territories.”“You can’t be serious.” Klaus’s hands clenched into fists on the table. “You arranged a marriage for me? Without even consulting me?”“Consulting you?” Aldric’s eyebrows r
I woke to the warm weight of Klaus’s arm draped across my waist.For one blissful moment, I just lay there, listening to his steady breathing, feeling the rise and fall of his chest against my back. Safe. Protected. Cherished.Then reality crashed down with devastating force.What the fuck was I doing?I squeezed my eyes shut, a string of silent curses running through my mind. Stupid. Reckless. Completely and utterly foolish. This needed to stop. Now. Immediately. Before I lost sight of why I was here in the first place.I was supposed to be focused on my mission—destroying Aldric, avenging my family, dismantling the oppressive system that had taken everything from me. I was supposed to be gathering evidence, building my case, and preparing for the moment when I could finally make him pay.Instead, I was sneaking around with my stepson. Sleeping with the enemy’s heir. Letting my guard down in ways that could get me killed.This had to end.I shifted, trying to slip out from under Klau







