LOGIN“I’m really sorry, Dahlia.”
That was all he said before storming out of my bedroom and leaving behind the cookie basket, one week ago. And for one week, I haven’t set my eyes on Aidan Smith. The house staff swore that he hadn’t set foot in the building. The mansion echoed like a graveyard and my thoughts were louder than necessary. The beautiful purple dress lying on my bed was supposed to bring good luck. My mum had commissioned it from one of the biggest fashion designers in the city. It was supposed to draw the moon goddess’s attention to me and grant me my wolf and… my mate. The moon festival happens tonight. What if I don’t get a wolf? Or worse, what if I end up as an omega! A shiver ran down my spine as I got into the dress. “Miss Dahlia, the driver is waiting to take you to the pack house.” The house keeper said from the door. The pack house wasba large white stoned mansion. Expensive cars lined the entrance and people talked excitedly amongst themselves. I walked into the ballroom and looked around. There were so many young people dancing with each other, very soon… chaos would erupt. A boyfriend would find his mate and break up with his girlfriend or vice versa. I’ve watched it happen too many times to know how messy things got. I don’t see anyone I know and I decided to stand in the corner and watch everyone else. Hours passed and midnight struck. I felt the shift in the air before the bell rang. I gripped my cup so hard I feared that the glass might shatter. “Gather round everyone, the festival has begun.” My vision blurred as I looked up to see the silvery full moon. Voices rose at the back of my skull and I wondered if I’d been drugged. I stumbled forward and dropped my glass on the tray of a waiter. Someone bumped into me and I grabbed their arm, trying to steady myself but they shrugged me off. “Watch where you’re going.” Someone else muttered from behind me. “Help me, I think I’ve been drugged.” I tried to say but my voice came out as a whisper. Oh no. I rushed outside and the cold wind slapped against my skin. The voices of people became too loud and overbearing, I needed to find somewhere quiet. I felt so hot and cold at the same time. I mindlessly walked to the back of the house and I stumbled further into the lake house. In the shadows, I could make out two people kissing. They stopped when they sighted me. “I’m sor-sorry… I didn’t mean to in-invade…” My knees gave up and sent me crashing to the ground. The couples rushed towards me, I felt hands in my hair and my face but I couldn't find enough energy to open my eyes. “Holy fuck, She’s burning up.” The girl exclaimed “Carl, go! get help!” “We can’t stay here, what if she dies?” The guy, Carl asked and the both of them left. I could taste ash in my mouth and my flesh was on fire. Maybe I would die. The door opened and my eyes snapped open. I saw dark blue eyes staring down at me. “Breathe, you’ll be fine… I’m here now” Aidan said as he knelt in front of me. His scent filled my lungs and his name echoed through my mind. I could feel his heat searing through my flesh like a soothing balm. A sudden need coiled around my spine and my core tightened. “Aidan.” I cried as my pussy spasmed with need. “Breathe…” I felt the sudden urge to undress myself. What the hell had come over me? I reached for him and he gave me his arm. Sparks flew as our fingers touched. With more force than I could ever imagine, I yanked him towards me and our lips pressed together in a frantic kiss. I parted my lips, giving him better access to my mouth and he stoked my tongue with his. I ran my fingers through his hair and he nibbled on my bottom lip, pulling a moan from deep within my throat. Something darker than lust and desire swam low in my belly and I grinded my pussy against him. He moaned into my mouth and drew me closer so that our bodies were fully pressed together. He tasted like heaven and eternal bliss. “Dahlia” he groaned into my mouth as he rocked his cock against me. I wanted him inside me. I would run mad if he stopped kissing me. The door slammed open and he pulled away. “No, no… please.” I cried and tried to reach for him again “What the fuck are you two doing?!” I could recognize that voice. It’s Lisa. I turned my attention to the door. Lisa was standing with two other guys, they were Aidan’s childhood best friends and all three of them were staring at us in shock and disbelief. Aidan turned to me and buried his face in my neck, I cried out in pain and pleasure as his teeth pierced through my flesh. “Aidan!” One of the guys yelled “She’s your sister!” Aidan pulled away again and tears blurred my vision. I need him to fuck me, I don’t care if we have an audience. “You don’t understand, she needs me.” Aidan yelled. “Oh my goodness, are you drunk??” Lisa cried and stepped towards us, the other guys quickly snapped out of their frozen position and started coming in our direction. “Aidan, we need to get her to safety.” One of the guys said. I couldn’t remember his name. “Don’t touch her, she’s mine!” “Aidan, calm down. We are trying to help.” “Don’t… Aidan…nooo! This can’t be happening!” Lisa screamed “I’ll distract him and you can get her, we need to separate them.” The foundation of the house vibrated and the scent got stronger. I closed my eyes and pulled my hair, the voices in my head won’t stop screaming Aidan’s name. I heard a growl and my eyes snapped open to see a dark blue wolf circling me. He growled again and everyone in the room stepped back in fear. The moment I stared into the eyes of the wolf, everything went dark.Sylas didn’t remember letting go of the phone.One second it had been pressed to his ear, Dahlia’s voice still lingering in the silence she’d left behind, and the next it slipped from his fingers and hit the desk with a dull, final sound that echoed far louder than it should have.He didn’t pick it up.Instead, he leaned forward slowly and let his forehead rest against the cool wood, his eyes sliding shut as something heavy and suffocating settled over him.The man outside Aidan’s house.He hadn’t called him away not because he didn't want to but because he just couldn't. Because the truth, the part he had carefully carved out of the story before handing it to Dahlia, was that the man wasn’t just there for her safety.He was there for Sylas.To keep him out.To keep him away.To stand between him and the one thing his body was beginning to recognize as necessity.His mouth watered.The reaction was instant, visceral, humiliating.He lifted his hand and with the back of his palm, he w
AIDANBy the time I got back to the apartment, my hands were still shaking.Not visibly.Not in a way anyone else would notice.But I could feel it in the way I gripped the door handle, in the way my jaw refused to unclench, in the way my thoughts kept circling back to that office like something unfinished had been left behind.Dahlia opened the door before I knocked.She must have been standing there.Waiting.Her eyes went straight to my face, scanning, searching, reading everything I hadn’t said yet.“Aidan.”Just my name.But it held relief and worry and something softer beneath both.I stepped inside and shut the door behind me, the outside world cutting off like a lie I didn’t want to hear anymore.For a second, I just looked at her.She was wearing one of my shirts. Sleeves too long, hem brushing her thighs. Her hair was loose around her shoulders, slightly messy like she had been running her hands through it without realizing.Home.That was what she felt like.Something in my
DAHLIAThe apartment felt too quiet after Aidan left.Not the peaceful quiet.The wrong kind.The kind that made every small sound feel deliberate. The refrigerator humming in the kitchen. The hush of trees outside swaying to the wind. The distant rush of traffic far below.Even the clock on the oven sounded louder than usual.I had tried distracting myself for the better part of an hour.I folded one of Aidan’s shirts that did not need folding. I made tea and forgot to drink it. I switched the television on and stared at a cooking show without seeing a single thing. I opened the files again, then shut them just as quickly because every page felt like another trapdoor opening beneath my feet.So instead, I stood by the window and watched the city move.Rain threatened overhead. The sky had gone pale and swollen with clouds, the kind that sat heavy before evening storms. People crossed the street below with umbrellas tucked beneath arms. Cars moved in impatient lines. A delivery bike n
AIDANThe building had no sign outside.No company name.No brass plaque.Nothing that would tell an ordinary person what lived inside those walls.It stood in the center of the financial district, polished glass and black stone rising into the grey morning like a monument to wealth. Men in tailored suits moved in and out through revolving doors with the kind of faces that never smiled unless profit was involved.My father always did like hiding rot beneath expensive things.I stepped out of the car and shut the door harder than necessary.The air was cold enough to sting my lungs. I welcomed it.I had barely slept after his call. Every time I closed my eyes I heard his voice again.It is high time you took your crown.As if I were a child late to dinner.As if crowns had ever interested me.As if he could summon me with a sentence and expect obedience.I walked through the lobby without speaking to anyone. Men at the front desk straightened the second they saw me. One reached for a p
Sylas woke to pain so complete it felt intelligent.It sat behind his eyes first, a slow drilling pressure that made the dark room pulse every time he blinked. Then it moved lower, spreading through his jaw, his throat, the hollow of his chest. Even his feet were cold. Not ordinary cold, but corpse-cold, the kind that made the bones ache from the inside.For a long moment he stayed where he was, staring at the ceiling as dawn bled weakly through the curtains.He wondered if this was how monsters unraveled.Not with violence.With discomfort.With humiliation.With the body turning traitor piece by piece.A curse left no dignity behind.He pushed himself upright. The movement made nausea twist through him and he had to brace a hand against the mattress until the room steadied. His breath came slower than usual. Too slow. Too measured. As though something inside him was rationing life.“Beautiful,” he muttered to no one.He crossed the room barefoot.The floorboards were freezing beneat
Sleep came badly.It dragged me under in pieces, never fully, never kindly. One moment I was lying beside Dahlia with her leg tangled over mine and her hair spread across my chest. The next I was back inside those files, reading names written in blood and ink, hearing my father’s voice behind every line.I woke with a sharp breath.My skin was damp.The sheets clung to my back.For a second, the room was only darkness and the pounding of my own heart. Then I felt Dahlia beside me, warm and soft, still asleep, her hand curled loosely against my ribs like even unconscious she needed proof I was there.The phone vibrating on the nightstand felt louder than thunder.I snatched it before the second ring.My father’s name glowed across the screen.Every muscle in my body tightened.I slid carefully from beneath Dahlia and crossed the room barefoot before answering.“What?”No greeting.No hesitation.Silence breathed through the line for a beat.Then his voice came, calm as polished steel.
“Are you sure you don’t want to see Lisa?”“Why would I want to see her?” Aidan asked, leaning against the mirror wall of the elevator.“To talk her out of telling our parents?”The elevator doors opened and I stepped out. “I’ll call her dad.” Aidan said reluctantly Would that be enough?A bitter
“I can't believe I was asleep for eighteen hours.” I said to Aidan, pushing a branch away from my face.The leaves flutter and swoosh in the evening breeze. It's getting colder by the minute and I was glad I had listened to Aidan when he asked me to bring a jacket. “We'll get there soon.” Aidan sa
“Don’t worry about Jace and Damir,” I hear Aidan’s voice in my mind. “They’ll come around. We just have to wait for the shock to wear off.”Underneath the table, I felt a hand on my thigh.I turned to Aidan sharply and he gave me a mischievous smirk.“Don’t.” I said in my mind.“Don’t what? Don’t s
I COULD NOT BREATHE.I could not even think as he slammed into my pussy. The lines between pain and pleasure blurred and merged together to forge a third emotion. Something I had never felt before.He pulled out almost immediately and slammed in again, burying himself to the hilt.“Dahlia.” His moa







