LOGINHis hands framed my throat, his thumb tracing my racing pulse. Desire darkened his gaze. “Say it,” he whispered, raw and commanding. “Say who you belong to.” “You,” I gasped, voice breaking into a moan as his rhythm consumed me. “I’m yours.” His mouth claimed mine, all fire and hunger. ⸻ Talia never expected her worst nightmare to be her destined mate. Cassian — the boy who made her life a living hell, the one she swore she’d never forgive — turned out to be the one fate chose for her. Now bound by a force stronger than hate, she must decide if love can bloom where pain once lived… or if some scars run too deep. But fate isn’t done with her yet. Because in the shadows waits another bond, a second mate whose touch feels just as forbidden… and just as inevitable.
View More“Stop !” I yelled, eyes wide with horror.
“Stop?” He chuckled, the sound low, twisted. His eyes were wide with glee as he opened the book, my secrets and shame bare to him. “My mummy hates me… aw” he pouted mockingly “trouble at home?” The crowd laughed, amused by him, by my humiliation. I glared at him, refusing to back down. Cassian Cross, my arch nemesis. He and his minions: Kira and Nicole made my life a living hell. They followed me through elementary school, middle school and now high school, making it their mission to humiliate me. He flipped another page of my diary. I grew impatient, agitated. My eyes filled with tears, horror and desperation making me tremble. I darted my eyes around, searching for someone, anyone to help me, to stop him. But they all had their attention on him, eagerly waiting for the next line of humiliation. I could almost see them salivate. “Oh, check this out” he smiled, showing the page to Kira “ he bullies me all the time, I hate myself for it, hate him for making me feel this way…” my heart sank. “No ! Stop !” I screamed, lunging at him but was held back by two random boys. I struggled, trying to break free, tears of humiliation flowing down my cheeks. Please not that page, anyone can read it but not him, not Cassian. “But why…” he continued “why do I feel this way ?” No. I tried to break free, scratching at their arms but it was no use, they were stronger than me “why does he make me feel this way?” His eyes widened, surprised. He looked away from the page for a moment, locking eyes with me. His eyes softened for a split second then it hardened again, hatred boring into my soul. He went back to destroying me “Why do I like him? Why do I want him?” He finished, shattering my heart and my dignity. My resolve crumbled. The crowd “ooed” at the revelation. I glanced around, their faces blurred by my tears. The boys let go of me and I crumpled to the ground in defeat, my strength gone just like my dignity. I looked up at him to find his eyes already trained on me. His expression was unreadable. Then he smiled. I averted my gaze to the ground. I hated him, I hated him so much. Why was he so cruel? I felt a soft hand grab me. I looked up to find blue eyes staring down at me. Her blonde hair cascaded down her face as she bent over. Her expression was soft, sad. Tasha My twin. My lips wobbled and I broke down completely. She knelt in front of me, holding me tightly. Her arms were soft, comforting. My body trembled as I sobbed, not caring where I was. I couldn’t care. “It’s okay,” she whispered into my hair. “Let’s get out of here.” She helped me up and pulled me in the opposite direction, away from him and the crowd. I could hear them laughing behind us, laughing at me and my foolish crush on my bully. My heart tightened, my hatred stronger. I would never forgive him. Never.Nicole’s POVI stared out the window. “Still waiting there?” Mason asked from behind me. I turned slightly, offering him a small smile. A smile I’m sure didn’t reach my eyes.He sighed, stepping inside and shutting the door behind him. “You barely leave the room,” he whispered, coming up behind me. “I’m worried about you.”His hand came up to my bare back, at the spot where I’d been stabbed. I was fully healed now, but the poison had made it scar. A scar I’ll carry for the rest of my life. “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”“That’s good,” he mumbled. “But I wasn’t talking about the injury, and you know it.”I sighed, already knowing where this was heading.“They’ll be fine,” he reassured.“It’s been two days,” my voice cracked. “She needs to eat, she needs—”“She’s with her mate,” Mason cut in gently. “If anyone’s going to look after her properly, then it’s him.”Still. I had seen the desperation on his face before he had marked her, had heard her heartbeat slowly weaken. What if—A l
Nicole’s POV Everything happened too fast, blurring together. Cassian took Talia in his arms, and just when the moon was about to dim, he marked her. The wind tore through the clearing again—no longer still—and the moon went back to the sky, where it hung over us, casting a soft glow on all of us again. But my attention wasn’t on the moon, or the council members. Or even my mate beside me. My attention was on her. On Talia. Who lay limp in Cassian’s arms. My chest tightened, a lump forming in my throat. She was still, too still. Her skin was pale, and her head hung in an unnatural angle. My legs trembled. With fear and something colder nestled in my chest, I reached for her, my senses sharpening, listening. I couldn’t hear a heartbeat. Not from her. “Talia!” I cried, finally breaking out of Mason’s hold. Cassian whose face had been pressed against her neck looked up, a feral growl tearing through him. I froze in my steps. His eyes we
Cassian’s POV Everything clicked. The memories slammed into me. Not as fragments this time—but whole, complete. Like a broken recorder suddenly forcing pieces back into place at once.Our first kiss, the first time I saw her in those woods after years apart, the way she had looked at me when she’d confessed her love, the fear in her eyes when I’d stupidly brushed iff her worries. All our arguments.Our happiness.Every moment she challenged me. Our grief.Everything came rushing back with brutal force.I’d lost her. I’d lost her to the council, to Kira. To my own weakness.A roar tore through my chest as my wolf surged forward violently, finally breaking through the cage he had been trapped in for so long.The ground beneath me shook in response, the trees shook, the air thickened—like the earth itself could sense my grief, anger and pain all at once. Like it could sense my thirst for blood and hunger for vengeance. My entire body vibrated as pure, undiluted rage spread thro
Talia’s POV Nicole’s cry echoed through the woods, making my chest tighten. I wanted to go to him. I wanted—so badly—to just hold him one last time. To hear him reassure me that everything would be alright. But I couldn’t. Even though every fiber of my being ached. Even though every muscle in my body felt like lead. The moon burned brighter, its light searing against my skin. I gritted my teeth— But I didn’t stop chanting. My insides felt like molten lava, like I was slowly melting from the inside out. Still… I kept chanting. Then my sternum burned. And I knew. The Goddess’ mark. This was the part I had hidden from them. The part that said I needed Cassian to break the council’s hold— Or I would die. But Cassian still didn’t remember me. And I didn’t have time to wait. To hope. To gamble. It’s okay, my wolf whispered softly. My lips wobbled, and a broken sob clawed its way out of my throat. Still— I didn’t stop chanting. An image of Mrs. Alanna surfaced. H
Talia's POVI froze, bracing myself for the impact. His heavy body hit me, slamming me to the ground. But not with claws. With weight. Pinning me to the ground. My heart hammered in my chest, my wolf fighting, clawing to take over. He snarled, his face mere inches from mine. That familiar spa
Nicole's POVThe ride back to Mason's Pack was tense. I sat beside him, my heart rate anything but steady, my wolf anything but calm. His scent wrapped around me, doing nothing to ease the tension in my spine. Every second ticked by slowly. I shut my eyes, trying to steady my breathing. But th
Nicole's POVWe fought.Or at least, we tried to.But there were too many of them.Serena's goons closed in from every angle, disciplined, coordinated. We landed a few solid hits—enough to draw blood, enough to make it hurt—but it didn't matter. Numbers won.A fist caught my ribs.Someone drove a s
Nicole's POV"Alpha Mason," Serena greeted, her eyes darkening. "Welcome to the party.""Order your subordinates to back off," Mason growled, his eyes flashing between yellow and brown.Serena tilted her head, studying him with that calculating look. "And if I refuse?" She tested. Mason didn't bl
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