LOGINBorn without her family's birthmark, Tessa is branded a bastard by the richest man in the pack, her father and forced into a life of servitude in the Alpha’s lodge. Her only ally and friend was Jasmine, her stepsister; fated to marry George, the Alpha’s heir. But George isn’t just ruthless, he’s a beast who toys with women and hides his darkest hunger behind storm-grey eyes. When Tessa overhears George plotting to use and discard Jasmine, she vows to expose him, even if it means risking everything. But the moment his eyes land on Tessa, she becomes trapped in his suffocating grip. Tessa, knowing her life will never be the same, must either protect her sister from the man who could destroy them both… or surrender to the dangerous allure that threatens to consume her.
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I am standing at the doorway to George's room, carrying with me a mop and a bucket. He is the Alpha's first son and also my sister's fated mate. Well, step-sister. She is the only one in my family who treats me like family, the only one in the whole Golden Moon Pack who even treats me like I'm worth something. Thanks to her, I was able to secure a cleaning job in the Alpha's lodge. There was nothing else I could do since my father, the richest man in the pack, refused to send me to school simply because I was born without his birthmark. To him, the absence of that mark is proof enough that I don’t belong to him. He called me a bastard the moment I was born, made the world believe that my mother was a whore and promised to push me away from his house the moment I turned eighteen. Jasmine, my sister, had promised to take me with her after her wedding and mating ceremony. She said she would convince George and the Alpha to let me live in the Alpha's lodge with her and when she becomes Luna, she would give me a better job. It's a beautiful dream but I can’t let the only person who has ever shown kindness to me end up with a beast like George. I walk into the room, finding it empty. Of course, he is never here. And whenever he returns, it’s always with a different girl, never my sister. He seems to choose them according to his mood, as if each one is just another plaything. It's not like he wants me to know about it, but I mostly bump into them on my way out. One time, when I was still scrubbing his bathroom, he came in with one of his…. I don't even know what to call them. “Are you really going to marry Jasmine?” The lady asked. The moment they walked in, I stopped scrubbing. But when I heard the question, I made sure I made no further sound. “She is my fated mate..” he replied. “Then reject her; that way, you could choose your mate.” “I should reject the daughter of the richest man in the pack,” he scoffed and chuckled. “My father calls this union perfect, I must go on it with….. She is just going to be there, I don't give a damn about her. And once I become Alpha, I will get rid of her.” “Rid of her,” she repeated. Tears welled up in my eyes; I knew how much my sister was in love with him. She would have done anything for him. The fact that she had even lost her virginity to such a scumbag was frustrating me. I gritted my teeth, feeling the urge to come there and at least hit him on that face of his. But I didn't. Instead, I went home afterwards and told Jasmine everything, hoping she would believe me. “Are you really going to believe your bastard sister?” Rose, her best friend, voiced out. Of course, I didn't narrate the incident before Rose, but she had walked in when Jasmine was crying in my arms. Rose did her best to make Jasmine believe that I was merely jealous of her and didn't want her to end up with the next Alpha of the pack; she even added that I wanted the Alpha for myself. “You mean the Alpha's driver?” That's what Rose voiced out when I reminded her that I had my own fated mate. The curtain moves in oscillation, bringing me back from my thoughts. I set the bucket and mop down by the bed, my hands shaking a little. I reach into the pocket of my apron and pull out the small camera. Yeah, I have to prove my point to Jasmine. I set it on the table near the door, angling it just enough to catch the whole room, especially the bed. He always comes around this time. All I have to do is clean fast and switch on the camera. Within a while, I am done. The room is exactly what you'd expect for the son of an Alpha, spacious and elegant. But I've been cleaning most of my life, so fast still means efficiency. I switch on the camera but the moment I do, I hear footsteps approaching. It's definitely his. I pick up my utensils, ready to leave. The door opens and my heart skips a bit. He is surprisingly alone, he glares at me as he walks in. “Bastard,” he calls, staring at his already-made bed. I ignore him and try to move out but he draws me back. He shuts his door and pushes me in. I grip the mop handle tighter as if it could somehow protect me from whatever that's to come. His presence alone is suffocating. Huge, broad-shouldered, with grey eyes that pierce and a smirk that makes my skin crawl. “Bastard,” he spits again. My phone rings, jolting me upright. I reach for the pocket of my apron, but he slips his hand in first and chuckles the moment he sees the caller. He flings the phone aside, not letting me see who is calling. Then he drags me closer to him, wrapping his hands around my waist. My feet tremble and my heart pounds faster. I feel something bony and hard from his waist pressing against just below my belly button. The mop falls off my hands instantly. He leans in, his cheek brushing against mine. “I want to know how a bastard tastes,” he whispers in my ear. “Get the bloody moon away from me!” I snap, shoving him off and stepping back a foot. His eyes narrow. In a heartbeat, he grabs my hand and yanks me forward, his stormy grey eyes glaring at me like I’ve just triggered something in him. George is a dangerous beast, everyone knows it. But the plan is to prove to my sister that the man she loves doesn’t give a damn about her and not to get entangled. Yet, here I am, caught in the middle. I need to figure out a way to escape from this, I refuse to be one of his prey. “Let me go… please,” I choke out, my voice barely above a whisper. There is a moment of silence as he stares into my eyes. He smiles, his grip getting tighter. “Please,” I repeat. I feel disgusted, and I want to hit him, but I don't want trouble. I can only hope he lets me go after my pleading. He leans in, his face close to mine. Too close that I won't be able to move without my face brushing his. He then lets go and smiles. I took a breath of relief, believing it would soon be over. “Take off your clothes!!” He commands. “What!! Hell no!!” I bark. “Something tells me that what's beneath those clothes is beyond my imagination… so take it off!” “I am Jasmine's sister!!!” He smiles and dips his hands into the pocket of his cargo pants, bringing out some dollar notes. “I can say you stole from me,” he says, dipping the notes into my apron pocket, with a smirk on his face. “And you could be flogged to death!”Epilogue Weeks later, the Higher Council proceeded with the appeal and Kael formally withdrew all his previous accusations. As much as it took us time to forgive him, we were glad we did. He became of good behaviour and when a nomination was needed for the western throne, Renric nominated Kael to be the Lycan King of the west.Yes, only a Lycan bloodline can rule and he was one. I voted in support and with the backing of the council, Kael was named Lycan King of the West.Now, the Devine Lycan bloodline ruled in the North, West and East of Lythengar.On the other hand, every member of the golden moon pack was happy to return back home, Alfred now Alpha. Ann did everything to win back my father but nothing worked. Instead, he insisted I remain heir to all the Moonbane's fortune. Ann ended up sailing to the south, to start a new life there and avoid shame.As for Renric and I, we got married again in a beautiful ceremony under the full moon, surrounded by our friends, allies, and the
TessaDays later, I am in the nursery, touching my son's soft cheeks while dressed for battle, my body clad in reinforced leathers and a fitted tunic, a dagger resting securely at my hip despite the fact that I don't even know how to swing one.I guess what matters is the gun laced with wolfbane hidden in my back pocket.My sweet boy is sleeping peacefully in his crib, the sight of him sending a wave of warmth to me. If only he knew his parents are about to risk their lives, he would have been as worried as I am. I guess it's a good thing he has no idea.The most important thing is that we emerge victorious and we will.My friends are also a blessing in disguise, the way they always surround my boy, making sure he is taken care of, says it all. I might end up firing the new nanny.Ava suddenly steps closer, her hand resting lightly on my arm. “You don’t have to go with them, Tessa. Sit here and wait for the war to be over. Together, we’ll keep Terry safe.”I turn to her, my throat ti
TessaWow, he chose to come himself. That's surprising. But still, I can't help but wonder why.“Keep him comfortable. I will speak to him tomorrow.” I say to the guard.The councillors exchange uneasy glances as Dean’s face darkens, his fists clenching on the table. “The enemy is at our doorstep and you want to keep him comfortable?”I meet his gaze steadily, though my pulse thunders in my ears. I am really not ready to meet Damon.“I believe this is a diplomatic visit.” I blurt out.“It doesn’t change the fact that we are at war,” Dean snaps, leaning forward, his voice rising with barely contained fury.I shoot to my feet, the chair scraping loudly behind me, my hands planted firmly on the table. “My decision is final. By morning, I will know why he has come.”Councilor Brenner clears her throat, rising slowly with a respectful bow. “With all due respect, Your Majesty, I do not mean to question your authority… but his reason for coming is quite clear. He wants an alliance.”I fall s
TessaI turn away from Renric, my throat tight, eyes burning with unshed tears. I cannot look at him, not when his face is etched with that broken hurt like I have carved out his heart and held it bleeding in my palms. He should understand, our child's safety should come first and as far as Kael and Bianca are still existing, they would always be a threat to my baby boy.My own chest feels like it is splitting open, but I force my legs to move.“Tessa…” His voice cracks behind me.I ignore him and rush out of the room. I don't want to give him a chance to convince me otherwise. My footsteps echo down the corridor as I burst outside of the building.“Guards!” I call, staring at my own guards. “We are leaving…now!!”They fall in without question, flanking me like a shield. I do not glance back but I can feel Renric's gaze on me as I climb into the vehicle. A part of me wants to turn and at least wave him goodbye but I can't. I must remain strong and get out of here.The engine roars to
TessaI lie on my side, facing the wall clock, my eyes fixed on the slow, merciless crawl of the second hand, my heart beating so fast.It's pathetically still 10:26 p.m. The guards, the maids and every other household servant eats by ten. And I had hoped that at least in thirty minutes time, the s
TessaBianca freezes for half a second, then her expression softens like a mask slipping neatly into place.“Oh,” she says gently, clasping her hands together. “Tessa… I was hoping I’d see you.”Hoping to see me? Clearly to ridicule me about merely being a curse breaker and nothing more.“I wanted
TessaA murmur ripples through the ballroom as Alpha Lennox stride in behind Renric, as if they came together.Suddenly the music stops. A clear, commanding voice cuts through the air from the elevated DJ platform. “Alpha Renric, the Lycan King of the Northern Lythengar… and Alpha Lennox, the Lycan
Tessa“Aren't you a fool to think you are in the position to negotiate?” The rogue prince asks, stepping forward.George looks around, his shoulder slumping. He rubs the back of his neck and swallows.“Prince Damon…you got to listen to me. I have a good plan to help you.. it is money that you desir






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