AMELIAThe unexpected touch made me tense, his head suddenly buried into my neck, making me feel his hot breath as my lips parted.I turned to find Atlas standing behind me, his eyes locking onto mine. He had a mask on; the mask concealed part of his face, but I knew it was him. I could never miss those golden eyes. His gaze sent a chill down my spine, and I felt an unusual feeling rising inside me, an uneasy knot tightening in my stomach as his gaze held mine.Despite the discomfort, I found myself oddly captivated by his presence.“I prefer to keep my clothes intact, thank you,” I replied, attempting to sound composed despite the unsettling situation. Atlas chuckled as he held my waist and pulled me closer to him.“Such a spirit,” he said, his lips curling into a half-smile. “But don’t worry, I won’t ruin this beautiful dress. We have a banquet to attend, after all.”“Is that what you do before every banquet?” Why was I asking him this? I groaned inwardly. It was not my business if
AMELIAShock etched across my face. What did he mean by that? If this was a setup, why was he still allowing the banquet to hold? Before I could process it fully, he smoothly twirled me around as the music gracefully came to an end.As the music faded, Atlas took a step back alongside the men on the dance floor. He stared at me while the rest bowed their heads to the dancer. Wasn't he going to bow as well? Right! He was the Alpha. I bowed my head slightly to him as one of Atlas's bodyguards swiftly approached, handing him a microphone.With a commanding presence, Atlas gaze left mine and faced everyone. "Ladies and gentlemen, please find your seats and indulge in the delights of this splendid banquet," he announced, effortlessly steering the crowd's attention away from whatever they were doing.They all bowed their head to him and made their way to their seat."Shall we?" Atlas asked returning the microphone to the guard and grabbing my hand in his before I could answer.Navigating
ATLASThe warmth of Amelia’s lips lingered on mine as our lips parted. I have been wanting to kiss her since I saw her in that gown; I knew Ethel would do a good job picking the right gown and seeing her in it only intensified my longing.I could see the curves of her hips, the swell of her breast and all I wanted to do was rip her clothes off. My cock hardened, nearly ripping out of my pants as I kissed her.I wanted more, I wanted to feel her tongue on mine, to nibble on that bottom lips of hers but I could feel the sea of eyes currently looking at us and wondering who the hell she was. I had never kissed anyone publicly before, but I didn’t care about their opinions right now. This was my mate and, as the Alpha, I would do as I pleased.Amelia's eyes slowly opened, her lips still parted in shock as I ran my thumb through her bottom lips, caressing it softly. Her eyes slowly darted from me to the guest, but I held her chin, turning her to face me. “Hey, eyes on me,” I ordered. My
ATLAS“Sage, I don’t make accusations lightly. The evidence speaks for itself,” I replied, my voice unwavering. “I cannot tolerate betrayal, and the safety of the pack is my utmost priority.”Sage’s eyes filled with a mixture of disbelief and confusion. Her jaw flexed, but her face remained stoic.Enzo had said she would have an outburst, especially when I was known to inform her of all my plans, but I had left this one to myself. I knew she wouldn’t accept it and even if she told me she would, she would find a way to protect her father from what was about to happen to him.“There must be a misunderstanding. My father wouldn’t betray you or the pack.” Sage said. “He has always put the pack before him. Even when you were away for two months, he didn’t relent on helping the pack.”The traitors, still held by my guards, remained silent, avoiding eye contact with the accusing gazes of the pack members. The truth hung heavy in the air, and it was just what I wanted. Now even I couldn’t sto
AMELIAOphelia guided me to the room as a whirlwind of emotions built up within me at the realization that Atlas was my mate.When he kissed me, I had felt it. The overwhelming feeling had confused even Lycia.'Mate,' she had whispered in a low voice in my head when his lips left mine.The feel of his lips still lingered on mine as Ophelia led me to the bed, sitting me down and staring at me with a worried look."I will inform Ethel to bring you something to eat," Ophelia said."No, it's fine.""Are you sure? You look....""Alright, I will have something to eat."Ophelia nodded, heading for the door as I called out to her, "You said it was a spell. Do you know who placed the spell on me?" I asked. "You should eat and rest. I will be here first thing in the morning, then we can talk about the spell and how to get rid of it completely.""But I had a mate before I...""You were destined to be with the Alpha," Ophelia interrupted me. "Your first mate would have killed you after accepting
AMELIAI sat up, perplexed by his presence. My eyes scanned the room as the moonlight spilled through the window, casting a soft glow on his features. Confusion etched my face, as I couldn't help but wonder how he had got inside.Did he watch me sleep? "How did you get in here?" I asked, curiosity laced in my voice. He stared at me, his gaze steady. He took a moment before responding. His piercing eyes seemed to search mine, assessing for something."This is my house, Amelia," he replied, a faint smile playing on his lips.Frowning, I couldn't shake the feeling of him sitting there and watching me sleep. Before I could ask him if he had truly watched me sleep. He redirected the conversation, his tone gentle yet probing. "Why were you crying in your sleep, Wildcat?"Surprised by his question, my eyes widened. Did I cry in my sleep? I opened my mouth to speak, but hesitated. "It's none of your business," I retorted.He leaned in slightly, his eyes unwavering. "It is my business now, a
ATLASThe loud knocking on my door yanked me out of my sleep. As my eyes opened, adjusting to the brightly lit room, I stared at Amelia lying in my arms, captivated by the rhythmic swell of her breast beneath the soft fabric.My lips curled up in a smile as I tucked a strand of hair on her face behind her ear. She looked so peaceful this way.I could have sworn I heard the sound of the door or was it a dream? I looked at the window; the room was bathed in the golden hues of dawn as the sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow upon every surface. Startled, I abruptly rose from the bed, a jolt of realization coursing through me at the realization that it was daybreak. Rising from the bed, a sense of unease settled over me like a shroud.It was daybreak? I had never slept in till daybreak. I had never slept without dreaming.My eyes fell on Amelia, who was now stretching on the bed, opening her eyes slowly. My action seemed to have woken her up. "A-Atlas," she murmured, dr
ATLASMy gaze bore deep into hers as she struggled in my grasp. I could see the desperation in her eyes as she tried to break free, eyes wide, face etched with fear as her body writhed in the air. "P-please," she struggled to beg, her words strained as her gasp for air slowed down, her tight grip on my hand loosen as Amelia's voice breaks through my thought."Atlas let her go, you..you will kill her," Amelia said in a low voice, but I could hear the urgency in her voice. Maybe I should, just one tiny twist to either side. I will hear the sound of her bones breaking. She had defiled me, privately and now publicly. She spoke to me without fear. "Please," Amelia pleaded. Why was she begging for this woman? I released my grip on her neck slowly, letting her drop to the floor, gasping for breath. Anger still pulsating through my veins, but I couldn't let it consume me. Not in this moment."Have her locked in her room, until I figure out what to do with her," I ordered through clenched