LOGIN☆☆LILA☆☆
I followed Theo through a narrow walkway as we left the main building. I wasn't really sure where we were going but Theo said we were going to meet a sage, it didn't take long for us to reach the backyard. A garden spread out around a small building, it was filled with wildflowers in colors so vivid they looked painted. Their scent filled the air, sweet. When Theo pushed open the small wooden door, I expected another plain chamber. But the moment I stepped in, it was like walking into another place entirely. The scent of flowers struck me first,it was stronger here than outside, as though the garden itself was inside the room. Candles glowed softly along the walls. Every shelf sagged with scrolls bound in leather. My eyes couldn’t stop wandering over the shelves and carved wooden talismans. Strange symbols were etched into the walls and the faint glow of candles which made the room feel more alive. I froze in the doorway, my breath catching in my throat. I was so engrossed in the room that I almost didn't notice a woman sitting at the corner of the room. Her hair was silver, falling down her shoulders. Her black eyes locked on me the moment I entered. She sat with a stillness that unsettled me, like she had been waiting for this exact moment. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” the sage said suddenly. Her voice startled me. Calm, aged, but not fragile. Her gaze followed mine, watching me take in the room like a child in a museum. “Yes,” I admitted softly. “It feels… different. Ancient even.” A small smile tugged at her lips. “Nowadays, everyone rushes to be civilized. They forget the beauty of what came before. Children of this age rarely understand.” I lowered my eyes, unsure what to say. But she didn’t linger on my silence. “You’ve grown into a beautiful young woman" I frowned. “Do I… know you?” But she was silent for a minute, before answering, "Not as well as I know you. I have been waiting for this moment since you were sixteen.” My stomach tightened. “Sixteen? I will remember that.” Right? “Would you?” she asked, tilting her head. Her gaze drifted to my sleeve, to the place where the mark hid beneath fabric. “Does the scar still hurt?” she asked. I instinctively touched the mark hidden beneath my sleeve. “Sometimes,” My pulse quickened. How does she know? I whispered, hesitating before blurting, “But… how do you know about it? Have we met before?" Her expression didn’t change, she made no effort to answer me. I wrapped my arms around myself and looked away, suddenly feeling too small in the presence. I cleared my throat, trying to shake off the shiver crawling down my spine. “Well… everyone here seems so close,” I said, forcing a lighter tone. “All of you staying together in one big house feels… different, too.” The sage chuckled, low and dry. “That is their way of preserving culture. But don’t be fooled, child. Many slip away to their homes when they think I'm not watching. The gathering is more for show, to please me perhaps, or to remind themselves of the tradition.” “Oh.” I blinked, glancing around again.I lowered my eyes, unsure what to say. But she didn’t linger on my silence. Then she leaned forward, her hand resting on the armrest of her carved chair. “You should come around more often, child. Do not be a stranger.” I shifted uneasily. “You… want me to visit?” Most people out there didn't seem to be happy with my presence except for Raya. “Anytime you wish.” Her tone was simple, final. I nodded slowly. “Okay.” I rose, brushing my palms against my dress while standing up to leave Her gaze shifted past me to Theo, who had been silent the whole time. “Stay a while, Theodore. I wish to speak with you.” For a moment I froze, confused. Then I forced a smile on my face, even though my stomach twisted. “I’ll wait outside,” I murmured. He gave a faint nod, his eyes followed me until I slipped through the door. The air outside was fresher, cooler, but my thoughts weren’t, it seemed like she knew me before like we've met. But if we had- “Lila?” I turned and the moment my eyes landed on the person I did not expect to see at all. “Kai!” I rushed forward before I could stop myself, throwing my arms around him. He staggered back with a laugh, hugging me tightly. “It’s been forever,” he grinned when we pulled apart. He looked taller than I remembered, lean and sharp in his movements. His features had matured, the little kid I knew was nowhere to be found. " I missed you " I said ruffling his hair "I know it has been so long,"he said, smiling. Being Theo’s cousin we had spent so much time together before he left the country with his father after his mothers death. “it has been, but not long enough,” Raya’s voice cut in as she appeared behind him, smacking the back of his head. “Ow!” Kai winced dramatically. “You’re still mean.” Raya rolled her eyes, but there was affection there too. She pulled his cheeks, teasingly “what will you do about it huh?" For a moment, everything felt better, maybe it wasn't that bad. Kai looked over my shoulders greeting Theo with a nod as he moved to meet us. Kai glanced between Theo and me, his smiling mischievously. “So… ..you and Theo, huh?” I froze, heat flooding my cheeks. “What?” Why did everyone keep insinuating that? “Kai!” Raya pinched his arm so hard he yelped. “Shut your mouth!” “I was just asking!” he laughed, rubbing his arm. But I wasn’t laughing, Kai noticed he looked at Theo. "Wait...you didn’t tell her? I thought you told her everything." Before he could say anything else "Excuse us" Raya cut in dragging Kai along with her. I turned to Theo. He hadn’t moved, but his jaw was clenched. “What were they all talking about?” I whispered, the words sticking in my throat. "Lila-" "You said you wouldn't lie to me or keep anything from me Theo " "I'm not, I just don't know how to tell you" "Say it the way it is" Theo finally met my eyes, his voice low. “I think you need to sit down for this, Lila.”The moment we entered the party everywhere was already bubbling with life.People were scattered across the room with drinks in their hands, laughing in little groups and talking like they had known each other for years. Everyone seemed completely settled into their own conversations, and honestly, standing there beside Rowan made me realize just how much respect, and importance he commanded in a room like this.We couldn't take more than a few steps without someone calling his name."Rowan.""Mr. Blackwood.""Good to see you."And every single time, there was another conversation waiting for him. Meanwhile, I was just there.standing there awkwardly, one thing I made sure of, though, was that I followed him everywhere.I wasn't about to stand around by myself and accidentally get adopted into a conversation about stocks or something and Rowan seemed to understand that without me having to say anything because, at almost every point, his arm would find its way around my waist, pulling
LILA'S POVThe first thing I realize when I wake up is that I have absolutely no idea where I am.For one terrifying second, I stare at the unfamiliar ceiling above me, my brain still somewhere between sleep and consciousness, trying to remember how I got here. Then I feel the soft mattress beneath me, hear the faint hum of the air-conditioning, and catch the smell of coffee drifting through the room.Right, I was in Italy.I turn my head toward the window and immediately sit up. The view outside is ridiculous. It looked so beautiful.I reach for my phone on the bedside table and check the time. Late enough that I should probably be embarrassed, but not late enough for me to care. There are a few notifications waiting for me, but none of them look important, so I toss the phone back onto the bed.I climb out of bed and walk toward the window, pulling the curtains open properly. The sunlight hits my face, and I close my eyes for a second, letting the warmth settle over my skin.After t
☆☆LILA’S POV☆☆The first thing I notice when Rowan tells me we’re going to Italy is that he says it like he’s telling me the weather. Well, he was going to Italy I just decide to tag along “I have a meeting in Milan tomorrow.” I look up from my phone. “Can I come..” He keeps reading whatever is on the tablet in front of him. I wait. He doesn’t look up. “Are you going to answer me?” His eyes finally lift. “Fine, you’re coming with me.” I stare at him. “yesss wait but why?” “Because you’ll be more safe and would stop complainin,so you can come,” he says. “If you want.” Of course I want. Twenty minutes later, I’m throwing clothes into a suitcase. The private jet is probably the nicest thing I’ve ever been on, which feels ridiculous considering the circumstances that brought me into Rowan’s life. I’m still trying to decide whether I should be impressed or offended by how normal he seems about the whole thing. He sits across from me with his laptop open, completely focused.
Rowan's POV"Then there was the market," she says.I look at her.She remembers.Of course she does."That was the first time I actually knew it was you.""And you hated me.""I thought you were responsible for my father's death.""I know.""You didn't even try to explain yourself.""I couldn't."Her eyebrows pull together."Why?"Because you would not have believed me. Because you were grieving. Because every answer I could have given you would have sounded like an excuse. Because I had been trying to keep you alive while you looked at me like I was the monster who had taken your father from you.Instead, I say, "You weren't in a place where you would have listened."She looks away.I remember that market clearly.The anger in her voice.The way she looked at me.The way every instinct in me wanted to step closer even while everything sensible told me to stay away.I had already known she was mine by then and I had known she wanted nothing to do with me.My wolf however did not care
Rowan's POVThere are some conversations a man can spend years avoiding, convincing himself that silence is better than the truth, that keeping certain things buried will protect everyone involved. I have always been good at that. I learned young that there were things better left unsaid, especially when saying them could put a target on someone's back.Lila is standing across from me now, watching me with an expression I have seen too many times since she came into my life.She wants answers and I definitely owe her some."Your father and mine were never friends," I begin, and even saying it feels strange because Leo Moretti was many things to me, but friend was never one of them. "They were rivals."Her eyebrows draw together."Everyone knows that and I know it was not just because of the business, it was because of the packs, some rivalry or something"I nod."Partly. Their businesses were connected to things humans knew nothing about, and both of them wanted control over the same
Lila's POVBy the time I made it back upstairs, the building had gone quiet. Everyone else had already moved downstairs after the investigation, and judging by the voices drifting faintly through the stairwell, they were getting ready to leave. I stood in the doorway of the storage room for a moment, looking at the mess we'd spent the afternoon sorting through.there was nothing, no hidden documents, no obvious connection to my father's death. Nothing that explained why Moretti Industries had kept records in a place that had supposedly been abandoned years ago.I should have been relieved.Instead, I felt irritated that I'd wasted half a day chasing dust.I turned to leave, caught my shoe against a box, and sent it scraping across the floor."Great."A few loose papers slid out.I crouched with a sigh and began gathering them, more out of habit than interest. Most were invoices, old employee records, things that probably hadn't mattered to anyone in years. I shoved them back into the
☆☆ 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
☆☆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
Nyx stood beside him, arms crossed, her expression cold. The moment she saw me enter, she stepped aside and nodded. Jake didn’t bother to move. Nyx wasn’t only my Beta she was also the best fighter in the pack. Jake slowly lifted his head. His eyes were bloodshot, his breathing uneven. “Alpha.







