LOGIN☆☆LILA☆☆
I sat at the dining table, picking at my breakfast while Nanny Rosa occupied herself at the stove. The door creaked open. Zio entered, his eyes lowered, his shoulders heavy. I pushed back my chair, hoping to slip away before his voice stopped me. “I should have told you sooner,” he said quietly. He drew in a slow breath, then stepped closer. “I kept it from you because I wanted to protect you. Your father… he wanted you to live freely, without the burden of this world. But I failed you. I failed him.” My throat burned, but no words came out. I just stared, lips parting slightly. Zio raised his hands as if to touch me, then dropped them. His voice broke low.“I swore to your father I’d raise you as my own. That I’d keep you safe. If keeping secrets damned me in your eyes, then damn me twice. I can live with your anger but I can’t live with losing you, piccola.” Questions swirled in my head, but none came out. “I will never stop protecting you,” he went on. “Even if it means you will never forgive me.” Something cracked inside me then. At that moment, he wasn’t just my uncle. He was the only family I had left. Tears rushed to my eyes before I could stop them. I leaned into him, sobbing, the dam breaking free. His arms wrapped tight around me, his cheek pressing to my hair. “I’m sorry,” he whispered over and over, rubbing my hair. “I should have told you. I just didn’t want you to carry this weight.” We stayed like that until the doorbell rang. Nanny Rosa went to answer it. Moments later, Theo stepped into the room. He glanced between us. “Bad time?” Zio shook his head. “No. I was just about to explain to her how things work.” Theo raised a brow but sat with us on the couch. “You must have questions,” Zio said. “Well, no shit,” I muttered, then winced. “Sorry.” Zio’s expression softened. “Your father was the Alpha of our clan.” “Alpha?” “Like a leader,” Theo supplied. “Each clan has its Alpha. Some clans are bound to us by alliance, to keep peace.” Zio continued “But not all,” Theo added. My chest tightened. “Like the ones who killed my father?” They both went silent. Zio cleared his throat. “Lila—” “What? You didn’t think I could put that together? You closed the case too fast.” “I’m sorry,” he said quietly. “We had no option.” “What clan was it?” “Lila—” Zio started “The Lunari clan,” Theo said at the same time. My heart lurched. “Did you at least get justice for him?” “No,” Theo admitted, anger flashing in his eyes. “Their Alpha was found innocent. He had proof he wasn’t with your father that night. We couldn’t touch him.” I scoffed. “So you couldn’t even get justice for your own leader?” Theo’s fists tightened. “That bastard Rowan was too slippery. Pushing it further would’ve started a war.” Rowan. I froze. “Wait—Rowan? As in Rowan Blackwood?” Both of them turned to me. “Yes,” Theo said.“He’s the Alpha of the Lunari clan.” I stared, stunned. Rowan Blackwood. I knew that name, the ruthless tycoon whose empire sprawled across industries. Theo and I had even gone to the same college as him. After that, he vanished from my world, until a few years ago, when Rowan had taken control of his father’s company. From that moment, he became my father's fiercest rival in business. But this? An Alpha? “That’s impossible,” I whispered. “He’s just a businessman.” My voice faltered, the truth dawned on me. Rowan Blackwood is not human. This revelation was just another lie stacked on the countless lies I’d been living with all along.☆☆LILA☆☆I couldn't sleep.Which was annoying because I was exhausted. I'd trained with Nyx, nearly died, recovered, ate, showered, and yet somehow my brain had decided now was the perfect time to be awake.I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling. My phone sat on the nightstand, silent.After another twenty minutes of staring at the ceiling, I gave up. Maybe water would help. Or food. Or unconsciousness. I'd take any of the three.The house was quiet as I headed to the kitchen, at least until I saw light coming from the corner of the living room. I stopped, checked the time. It was two in the morning.Then I walked closer to him.Rowan was sitting on the couch with a laptop open. Several files were spread across the table. He looked up. I looked at him, then at the files, then back at him."It's two in the morning.""Yes.""Do you ever sleep?""Sometimes.""That's not an answer.""It is.""It isn't.""It is."I narrowed my eyes."You definitely sleep standing up like a horse."
☆☆LILA ☆☆ The kitchen smelled amazing. At this point, I was convinced Rowan could probably make gourmet food out of cardboard if he tried hard enough. I dropped onto my usual stool. Rowan glanced over his shoulder. "Can you help?" I blinked. "Me?" "Yes." I looked around the kitchen. "Is there someone else here?" "No." I laughed. "You want my help?" "Yes." "Have you met me?" "You can cut vegetables, right?" I just nodded in response. I stared at the knife, then at him, then back at the knife. "If I cut my finger off, I'm suing you." "You can't sue me." "I'll find a way." "You won't." "You don't know my dedication." A few minutes later, I was aggressively attacking vegetables. My slices were uneven. Some were tiny, some were enormous. One somehow launched itself off the counter completely. I watched it hit the floor. Rowan watched it hit the floor. Neither of us said anything. "I think that one escaped." "Clearly." "It wante
☆☆LILA☆☆ My stomach tightened as the phone kept ringing. Theo. For a moment, I just stared at the screen, then I declined the call. The phone immediately went silent. I slipped it back into my pocket before I could change my mind. Across the kitchen, Rowan had already gone back to whatever he was doing. Surprisingly, he didn't ask who called. He didn't even look curious. I found myself watching him again. A few seconds passed, then he spoke. "Spaghetti and meatballs." I blinked. "Huh?" "Spaghetti and meatballs." I stared at him. "What are you talking about?" "You asked what I was doing." Oh. I had. "Nice." And somehow that was the entire conversation. I hated that it was awkward. Eventually, I stood up. "I think I'm going to shower." Rowan glanced over his shoulder. "Okay." That was it. I headed upstairs before my brain could decide to overthink that too. ............................ The next morning, the first thing I noticed was that my ankle didn't hurt
☆☆LILA☆☆I woke up already dreading my morning.Which was impressive because I'd only been awake for about ten seconds.Nyx.That was why.Every morning, like some kind of terrifying ritual, she appeared and found new ways to remind me how painfully human I was.By the time I dragged myself out of bed and made my way outside, I had already prepared for the worst.What I wasn't prepared for was Rowan standing in the living room.I stopped walking and looked around before looking at him again."Where's Nyx?""She is busy."I narrowed my eyes immediately."Busy?""Yes. She has important duties to fulfill for the pack."I stared at him suspiciously."Since when?"Rowan shrugged.I pointed at him."You did something.""I have no idea what you're talking about.""Of course you don't.""I don't.""You absolutely do."His expression remained perfectly innocent.I started walking toward the gym room, and he followed me.A few seconds later, he said,"You wanted help."I glanced at him.A few d
The room felt quiet immediately after Rowan dismissed everyone. I stared at the floor. Someone was still hiding something, even months after the incident. What were they scared we would find out? I didn't even realize Rowan had stood up until I heard the first cabinet open. I looked over at him, and he was already moving around the kitchen, pulling ingredients from the fridge, then reaching for a pan, doing whatever mysterious cooking he intended to do. For some reason, I found myself watching him, maybe because it was better than thinking, because if I thought too hard, I'd start imagining every possible reason someone would still be cleaning up evidence. A few moments later, Rowan looked up. I looked away immediately, feeling flushed that he had caught me staring. "You can sit here if you want." I blinked. "What?" He nodded toward the kitchen island. I stared at him suspiciously. "What happened to me being banned from your kitchen?" "I changed my mind." "You changed you
☆☆LILA ☆☆The moment we got home, Rowan looked at my ankle and said,"Sit down."I immediately shook my head."I'm fine.""You are limping.""It's just a sprain.""Lila."I rolled my eyes."It will work itself out.""Sit."The annoying thing I noticed about Rowan was that when he decided something, he became impossible to argue with.I muttered something insulting under my breath and dropped onto the couch.A few minutes later, he came back carrying a first aid kit. I watched him kneel in front of me and carefully lift my injured leg."Do you know what you're doing?"He glanced up briefly."My sister is a nurse," he said matter-of-factly."Right."I already knew that.Still, watching him work was strange because when I first met Rowan, I thought he was the type of person who would tell someone to walk off a broken leg. Maybe even cruel.Yet here he was kneeling in front of me, treating my leg.For a moment, I simply watched him work.The concentration on his face.The way he focused c
☆☆LILA☆☆ After a week of Selene treating my leg, it was almost as good as new. The stitches were gone, and the pain had faded into nothing more than a dull ache whenever I walked too fast. Which meant there was absolutely no reason for me to still be here. Selene was packing up her medical supp
☆☆LILA☆☆Nyx was exactly as ruthless when training as I imagined she would be.The gym felt expanded than the last time I was in here, with padded floors, punching bags hanging from the ceiling, and the faint smell of sweat and metal filled the air.Nyx stood in front of me with her arms crossed, s
☆☆LILA☆☆ The elevator doors slid open to an empty hallway. For a moment, I just stood there, my heart still pounding from the confrontation upstairs. I half-expected Rowan to drag me back upstairs and lock me in my room but he didn’t. At least not yet. I went straight to Selene’s room but h
☆☆ LILA ☆☆ I stayed upstairs for a long time, watching people move around like busy ants through the window. Even though I was away from all the bubbling and preparations, I could still feel the weight of their excitement pressing against me. After a while, I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed







