Masuk“You should not make a mockery of yourself, Sophia Harvey. We were never a thing,” Lucian said quietly, his golden eyes locked on mine, as my head came to a halt. His voice was calm, but it cut like a blade.
I held his stare. “But you heard Marina,” I answered, surprised at the strength in my own voice. “She said it before the pack. You cannot pretend you did not hear.”
Something flickered in his eyes, quick as lightning. He raised a hand, a warning more than a gesture. The pack shifted and murmured, the sound was like a restless wind through stone halls.
“I will not go against the Raven’s pack,” he said, each word slow and deliberate. “Completing the bond will be done in the Alpha’s chambers, with the…” His gaze dropped to my hands. His jaw tightened as though the next words scraped his throat. “My… chosen mate.”
The way he forced the phrase sent a sharp ache through my chest. My teeth pressed together hard, but I smiled anyway, first at him, then at the watching pack.
The elder lifted his arms, signaling the end of the first rite. The crowd bowed their heads. I barely noticed. My mind was a storm.
When the hall emptied, Lucian and I were left alone. The silence was heavy.
I stepped closer, the echo of my shoes on the marble breaking the stillness. “Are you going to tell me what that was?”
His eyes stayed fixed on some distant point. “You know your role here,” he said flatly. “Do not ask silly questions.”
“Am I so unbearable,” I asked softly, “that you cannot even give me a straight answer?”
He finally looked at me, eyes cold as winter. “It’s done.”
“That’s not an answer.”
His voice sharpened. “You are my wife now. That is all. It's that not what you wanted”
The word wife struck me like a blow. “Wife,” I repeated, searching his face for anything, heat, regret, even anger. There was nothing.
“When we touched,” I said, moving closer, “I felt something. Don’t tell me you didn’t.”
“It was nothing.”
“Nothing?” I let out a short, disbelieving laugh. “I know what I felt. Don’t lie to me, Lucian.”
His eyes narrowed. “I said it was nothing. Do not make it into something it is not.”
“You can deny it, but you felt it too.”
His jaw clenched, a muscle ticking. “That’s all there is. The ceremony is over. You served your purpose.”
The words burned. “Purpose? That’s all I am to you?”
“You should have known from the start,” he said coldly. “There was never going to be more.”
I swallowed hard, fighting the sting behind my eyes. “I’m not imagining things. There was a spark.”
“I can and will deny it,” he snapped. His eyes blazed, but not with the passion I wanted. “You mean nothing to me beyond this title. I did what the pack required. You will do the same.”
The pain twisted tighter. “Why? What did I do to deserve this hate from you?” I almost broke but I can't let him see me like that.
He turned away, as his fists became tight. “You should have known. This was never about love.”
My voice trembled. “How did I end up here, bound to a man who treats me like a pheasant?”
His answer came like a knife. “ What? Stop, Sophia, you don't act like the victim here. You pushed yourself into this and to answer your question, it was because you exist. Your bloodlines still lives”
I froze. The words hollowed the air between us.
“I didn’t ask for this, remember,” I whispered.
“Neither did I,” he said. “You could have rejected the offer, if you feel so mighty as the CEO of Sterling Atelier. You should have rejected the bond.”
Anger sparked through me. “You think I wanted to be dragged into a bond with a man who spits on me in front of his pack?”
He spun back, his eyes blazing. “Then act like it. Stop looking at me like you expect something I will never give.”
I held his gaze, refusing to flinch. “You can hate me all you want, Lucian. But you cannot erase what the moon goddess has already written.”
For a heartbeat his face softened, but it was just a flicker before the mask returned.
A servant stepped quietly into the hall, bowing low. “Alpha, the preparations are complete. Should we escort Lady Sophia to the event hall?”
“Yes,” Lucian said, his tone sharp and final. He turned to me, with a dangerous sneer curling his lips. “Take her to the hall. I will meet you shortly. Make sure she stays at the Alpha’s side.” His eyes pinned me. “I believe it is what you wanted, to be at the Alpha’s side.”
“ I'm sorry Alpha Lucian” . It was Elara, one of the hybrids and she works in my company too. But looking at Lucian he was running out of patience as he gritted his teeth.
“ Why did you disrupted the Alpha's word”
“ Sorry Alpha, we would like to take your mate to the dressing room and change some little things before meeting the whole pack for the second time.” Elara said with her bent face.
Lucian turned immediately as he muttered ” You can take her to the underworld so we wouldn't see in this life, I don't care “
And oh! I heard that.
“Raphael,” I said, and for a second, I was just lost for words. My voice sounded thin, even to my own ears, like a ghost of the man who had walked into this pack only days ago. I never knew my phone wasn't off. The realization made my blood run cold. I had been sitting here, pouring my darkest fears into the empty air, not knowing that my closest friend was listening to every word of my spiral. Just look at me wandering like a lost wolf just because I came to take back my inheritance. I was supposed to be the predator here, the one reclaiming a throne, but instead, I was falling apart over a woman who carried the scent of my enemies.“Alpha Lucian, you called me back but went calm and I heard that word from you,” Raphael said. His voice was steady, but there was a sharp edge to it, the kind of tone he used when he was analyzing a battlefield. Raphael went still on the other end, the silence stretching out between us like a physical weight, but then he continued, “Man, what went wrong
Lucian’s POV Bang!The heavy oak door slammed shut, and for a moment, the entire room seemed to vibrate with the force of Sophia’s exit. The air she left behind was still thick with the scent of her, that maddening mix of jasmine and something wild that made my wolf want to howl at the moon. It was better the way she left. I need to focus. I can’t let her get under my skin. I can’t let the daughter of a murderer make me forget the blood on the floor of the Great Hall.I ran my hands through my hair, gripping the dark strands and pulling until my scalp stung. I left it messed up, a reflection of the chaos inside my head. I cursed heavily, the words sounding like gravel in the quiet room. How did I let it get that far? I was an Alpha. I was the man who had rebuilt my life from nothing in the human world. I was supposed to be in control.I picked up my phone, my fingers trembling with a mix of leftover adrenaline and pure rage. I dialed the number that had interrupted what could have be
This is all I ever wanted from you Lucian. Call my name like you desire me and let your pain go away. I could feel the heat radiating from his skin, like a burning fever that seemed to melt the very air between us. The way he said my name wasn't with the usual ice or the sharp edge of a blade. It was a low, guttural sound that vibrated deep in his chest, a sound that bypassed my ears and went straight to my soul. It was the sound of a man drowning and finding the only piece of wood in a vast, dark ocean.I gently rested my hand on his arm that he used to pin my neck. His skin was like hot marble, his muscles corded and hard under my touch. I didn't try to pull his hand away. Instead, I leaned into the pressure, letting him see that I wasn't afraid of his strength or his anger. I held his eyes, those swirling pools of gold and silver, saying like a whisper, “Lucian.”He pressed his nose harder on mine, his breathing so heavy and it felt like a storm was trapped in the small space betw
That word alone “manipulate” made me cringe. Lucian bringing my mother into this topic was just to make me feel bad. Since coming into existence and into this Raven pack my mom has been disliked because she was a normal human being and rumor said she forced herself on my father that it was never the choice of the moon goddess and that made my father being disqualified to be the alpha of Raven pack. Everyone in the pack looked at her like she was a parasite that had crawled into the royal bloodline and ruined it. Lucian saying that I was trying to manipulate him was him telling me that I was stooping low just like my mom just to get the Luna seat. It was a slap in the face. He was comparing my successful life and my honest feelings to the desperate games of a woman who never understood what it meant to belong to the wolf world.“Lucian, my mom has nothing to do with this,” I said calmly, even though my heart was hammering against my ribs. My mother is a power hungry human, I knew that
“Sophia, you dare not take advantage of an Alpha asleep, you dare not!”I can see Lucian’s eyes blaring hot as he pointed his index finger at me. The air in the room felt like it was catching fire, thick with the smell of his rage and the scent of the forest after a storm. His chest was heaving, his muscles tight and jumping under his skin like he wanted to reach out and break something. He looked at me with so much disgust that it felt like he was splashing ice water onto my naked soul.Oh, it hurts seeing someone you had wished for forever with seeing you as an enemy. It felt like a thousand tiny needles were stabbing into my heart all at once. My eyes never left his but I fought so hard not for him to see my tears. I had spent years building a wall around myself in the human world. I had built a luxury empire where I was the boss, where people looked at me with respect or fear. I had vowed I can’t be stepped on, that I would never let anyone see me bleed or beg again. But this tim
Lucian was just looking at me like a lost alpha that needs help. A weak one and sure I'm going to give him the help that he needs.He sat there on the edge of the bed like a man pulled out of a storm and dropped somewhere quiet. His shoulders were tense, his head slightly lowered, as though he was fighting something inside himself. This was not the fierce Alpha who stood before the pack with fire in his eyes. This was a man caught between memory and duty.I walked to him slowly and sat beside him on the bed. The mattress dipped under our weight, the room breathing around us in silence. I guided his head gently to my chest. He did not resist. His strength softened in my arms, and that alone made my chest ache.My fingers slid into his dark hair, smoothing it back the way I used to when we were younger.“Lucian, my Alpha,” I whispered. “I never knew both of us can still be together like this.”I inhaled him. The scent of his expensive perfume mixed with alcohol filled my senses. Beneath







