FAZER LOGINDesiree’s POV “No way,” the person says, their face lighting up with a radiant, happy beam as they begin to run toward me. “I can’t believe it’s actually you!”I stand frozen on the manicured path, my hand still gripping the strap of my briefcase, as the figure sprints toward me with a grin that could outshine the afternoon sun. Ronan!Before I can even process the shock, he's in front of me, skidding to a halt. He looks exactly the same - the same effortless, messy hair, the same twinkle in his eyes that suggests he's always five seconds away from a joke or a heist. "Desiree!" he laughs, his voice like a refreshing splash of cold water. "I heard a rumor that a certain fierce Luna was taking over this place, but seeing you here... in that suit? You look like you’re ready to buy the whole territory just to spite someone."I find my voice, a genuine smile breaking through my professional face. "Ronan. Lyra mentioned I might be seeing you, but I didn't think it would be so soon."He
Desiree’s POV “Get your ass back here, Des.”I hear Gillian’s voice from behind, halting me to a stop at the entrance of the villa. I turn back to face him, and I see Gillian striding toward me with a mischievous grin that tells me he isn't quite ready to let me step into my professional world just yet. “Where do you think you are going?” He asks, his pace slow and intentional as he winks at me. I raise my brows at him, adjusting the strap of my bag as I folded my arms together. “I believe I mentioned a gallery inspection? Contracts? Being a boss? Any of that ringing a bell, Alpha?”Gillian reaches me in a few strides, his large body covering me, effectively blocking the sunlight. He looks me up and down, his eyes lingering on the sharp lines of my blazer before meeting my gaze with a spark of pure deviltry that speaks volumes of what naughty thing he is thinking about. “I heard all of that,” he murmurs, stepping into my personal space until the scent of his cologne wraps around m
Gillian’s POV “Alpha, I need to bring something to your notice.” Keal says as soon as I get into the house, a disturbed face plastered on his face. “What is it?” I ask and I keep walking, my attention focused on getting to Desiree. “Is Lucius disturbing?”Kael sighs, and it makes me turn my face to him. “He's up to something again?”“Yes...” He stutters. “On Luna Desiree’s other, I released him and he told her about Seraphina showing up with heavy pregnancy to proclaim her place. Something like she on her way back and you having to keep the secret from her.” My eyes widen in disbelief. “What?”I stop dead in my tracks, my eyes flying back to Kael. He gives me a shrug that says ‘I am sorry.”“Seraphina is coming back? When?” My blood runs cold, then boils in a second flat. The thought of Seraphina coming back disgusted me. “Why don't I know that someone is coming back to my domain, Kael? Have any answers to that?” I ask, my voice dropping to a dangerous, low frequency. Kael doesn'
Desiree’s POV The steam from my hot coffee rises in lazy, blurring the view of the man sitting across from me in the study. I had moved from the kitchen to the formal library, wanting a space that felt less like a home and more like a battlefield. If Lucius wants to play king of the castle, I'll meet him in a room full of old books. Kael stands by the door, his arms crossed, looking like a statue. He had finally ‘released’ Lucius from the corner he'd been pinned in by Gillian's command. Lucius is lounging in one of the leather wingback chairs, looking entirely too comfortable for a man who was just being throttled by his brother. He's smoothing out the lapels of his black suit, his fingers moving elegantly. "You always did have a penchant for the dramatic, Desiree," Lucius says, with a smooth voice, and a purr that lacks even a hint of the gasping breath from earlier. "Though I must say, the 'Luna of the North' look is... surprisingly becoming on you. Even if you are wearing my
Gillian's POV I turn my back on Lucius, refusing to give him another second of my attention because of the sudden anger rising in my soul for his appearance. Guess the peace never last because choas love to mix with the peace so much. My chest is tight, a mix of the protective fury I feel for Desiree and the cold dread Kael just planted in my gut about my father. “Gillian, wait,” Lucius rasps, rubbing his throat where my grip had been. He's already trying to regain that stupid smug composure of his, but his eyes are burning with a different kind of heat now. “You are going to see him? Alone? While you have me escorted to a study like a child? Like this isn't my father's house as well? As though I am a puppet needed to be kept in the dark.”I don't even turn around, because with Lucius, we all know it's pointless arguing with him. “Kael, I said move him, now! He needs to be checked before he gets access to his chambers again, with the girl lurking at his back.”“You're hiding him!”
Gillian’s POV I stand at the stove, the rich aroma of sizzle bacon and dark roast coffee filling the air in the kitchen. It was morning in the Northern pack territory and everything seem so peaceful. Upstairs, Desiree is still asleep. After the emotional whirlwind of seeing Lyra's twins and the shock of her new appointment as COO, she had collapsed into bed like the lady who had gotten everything in love. And seeing her finally rest, her dark hair splayed across my pillows, had done something to my chest that I still can't quite put into words. I'm flipping a pancake when I notice someone footsteps towards the kitchen. I turn back to see Kael, coming in with a serious expression laced on his face like he had just encountered a serious issue for the day. “Alpha,” he breathes out, with a tight voice filled with pure urgency that makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I turn off the burner, my hand instinctively tightening around the spatula. “Kael. What is it? Is it the
Gillian's POV Desiree lies in the center of my bed, unmoving except for the slow rise and fall of her chest. The healer's bandages wrap around her throat in clean white layers that look too bright against her skin. She has always been fierce, but now, seeing her like this feels wrong for me. I fe
Desiree's POV I roll across the bed that feels too soft. I haven't slept this way for a long time now and I do not know why all I can feel is ease in my bones. My mate is whimpering inside of me with joy I can't fathom. What's going on?My eyes snap open, a strong cedar scent ripping into my nos
Chapter Thirteen Gillian's POV I scrutinize the hall, looking for Desiree, but she is already out of sight. Lucius is already out of sight as well and the realization raises alertness inside of me.My last glance at Desiree before she disappeared, she was very drunk. Dancing and wanting to be ou
Gillian's POV I rush toward Lucius , making a tough strike at his face. The force makes him sink into his king-size bed. My face is filled with unresolved fury, watching him groan out in pain. Desiree is there, staring with wide mouth and eyes. Her clothes are slightly torn and she looks like sh







