تسجيل الدخولElara's point of view “What are you?”The question left my lips before I could stop it, sharper than I intended, but honestly—at this point, I was done pretending that everything was normal when it clearly wasn’t.Lucian blinked once.Then—He laughed.Not loudly. Not mockingly. Just… casually. As if I had said something amusing instead of something that had been clawing at my brain for hours.“You’ve been thinking too much,” he said, shaking his head slightly. “So much that you don’t even know what’s real and what’s not anymore.”I stared at him.For a second.Two.And then I let out a short, humorless laugh of my own.“Wow,” I muttered, crossing my arms. “That’s your explanation? Really? I don’t know if I should be impressed or offended.”His smile didn’t drop, but there was something in his eyes—something that didn’t match the ease in his voice.“I’m serious, Elara,” he continued, softer now. “You’ve been through a lot. Your mind is just trying to make sense of it.”“My mind isn’t
Aeron's point of view I did not slam the door behind me.I wanted to.God, I really wanted to.But an Alpha does not lose control in front of his pack—not in front of elders who already sit there counting his flaws like debts waiting to be collected.So I walked out.Calm.Measured.Controlled.And the moment the doors of the conference hall shut behind me, that control snapped—not loudly, not visibly… but inside. A quiet fracture. The kind that spreads if you don’t hold it together.A mate.A ritual.An heir.As if I could just walk into the forest, pick a woman at random, and declare her my Luna like I was selecting territory, not a soul.I let out a sharp breath, running a hand through my hair as I made my way to my study, my steps quicker than usual—not rushed, but heavy with purpose. Or maybe frustration. Both felt the same at this point.The moment I entered, the familiar scent of cedar and old paper grounded me, but not enough.Not nearly enough.I moved straight to my desk, p
Aeron's point of viewThe moment I stepped into the pack house, I knew they were waiting.It wasn’t just the silence, it was the way it settled around me, like the walls themselves were holding their breath. Omegas who usually moved freely through the corridors suddenly slowed, their heads bowing lower than usual, their eyes avoiding mine as if sensing the storm beneath my skin.“Alpha…”The whispers followed, but I didn’t stop to acknowledge any of it. My steps were steady, deliberate, echoing against the marble floors as I walked straight toward the council chamber. Because tonight, I wasn’t here to be greeted but to be questioned. And I wasn’t in the mood to be patient.Elara’s face flashed in my mind again with those questioning eyes, that stubborn defiance, the way she had stood her ground even when she didn’t understand what she was standing against. The memory stirred something restless inside me, something that had nothing to do with the elders and everything to do with the bo
Elara's point of viewI don’t know how long I stood there, staring at him through the window. Long enough for the silence inside started to press against my check. It was loud and sharp, yet the uneasiness screams in my ears because the more I looked at Lucian standing there, leaning so casually against his car like he had nowhere else to be, the more it started to feel wrong.My fingers curled slowly against the edge of the window frame, my jaw tightening as the thought settled deep inside me. A slow breath slipped past my lips, but it did nothing to calm the storm rising inside my chest.“Enough,” I whispered, my voice low but firm, like I was saying it more to myself than anyone else.Before I could stop myself, I turned away from the window, grabbed my phone from the table, and walked straight toward the door. My steps weren’t rushed, but they weren’t hesitant either. Each one felt deliberate, like I had finally decided I wasn’t going to sit quietly and pretend everything was fine
Elara's point of viewBy the time I returned to Emily’s apartment, exhaustion had settled deep into my bones. The hallway felt strangely quiet as I stepped inside, the familiar scent of the place wrapping around me in a way that should have felt comforting, but didn’t. Not anymore. Not after everything that had happened.Emily walked in behind me, dropping her bag near the couch before letting out a long sigh.“I’m going to lie down for a bit,” she muttered, already heading toward her room. “My head’s still spinning.”“Yeah,” I replied softly. “You should rest.”She paused at her door, glancing back at me. “Try not to overthink everything, okay?”I forced a small nod. “Okay.”But the moment her door closed, I knew that wasn’t going to happen. Because overthinking was the only thing I could do right now. The apartment fell into silence. I stood there for a moment, staring at nothing in particular, before slowly walking toward the couch. My ankle still ached faintly, but the pain had du
Elara's point of viewThe door clicked softly behind Aeron as he left the hospital room. For a few seconds, I simply stared at it. Something about the way he had looked at me before leaving. He seemed calm, composed, almost too careful, leaving a strange uneasiness sitting in the pit of my stomach.Emily dragged a chair closer to the bed and dropped into it with a sigh. “Well,” she muttered, folding her arms. “Your boss is intense.”I let out a quiet breath, leaning back against the pillows. “You have no idea.”Emily studied me carefully, her expression softening slightly. “You scared the hell out of me last night, you know.”My brows knitted together. “That’s exactly what I want to talk about.” Her shoulders stiffened.“Elara, we already talked about that.” Emily was annoyed already.“No,” I insisted quietly. “You talked about it. I’m still trying to understand what actually happened.”She rubbed her temples as if the conversation itself was exhausting. “You were sleeping. You starte
Elara's point of view “You’re on time.” His voice reached me before I could fully register the quiet tension of the parking lot.I stood there for a second, frozen beside the sleek black car, the underground lights reflecting sharply against its polished surface, my heart still unsettled from the
Elara's point of view I dropped into my chair like nothing in my life had just fractured in front of an entire department.My screen glowed back at me, patiently waiting for competence I wasn’t sure I still owned, and I forced my hands to move even though they felt disconnected from the rest of my
Elara's point of view I froze the moment I saw the light leaking from under the door. Emily’s apartment was never supposed to look like this. She had left for her hometown for three full days.My fingers tightened around the baseball bat I’d picked up on instinct, my heart pounding so loudly it al
Elara's point of viewThe entire night, I couldn't sleep. Break-up, promotion, a new life and the past ready to bite me in the ass. This wasn't enough that my ex-boyfriedn was manipulting me, my boss had seen me with him when I clearly told him I don't have a lover. This will be bad for my reputat







