เข้าสู่ระบบ02 Where We Sin in SilenceIvana POVI didn't go home after Selena finished with me.I couldn't.Home meant my mother's eyes, sharp enough to slice through any lie. Home meant questions I didn't know how to answer. Home meant that quiet corner of the pack where pain echoed louder because nothing else lived there.So I limped into the woods instead.Night came quickly, the sky bruising purple, the air damp with rain waiting to fall. My ribs ached with every breath, and my side burned where her boot had landed again and again.Each step sent the same message through my body: you're human. you're soft. you're breakable.I hated that the pack could make me feel like a mistake in my own skin.I hated even more that I still carried hope like a sickness I couldn't cure.The cabin sat deeper in the woods, hidden behind thick branches and climbing vines. It wasn't mine. It wasn't his either. Abandoned years ago, left to rot, and somehow it became ours.A place for secrets.A place for love tha
82 The Heart I Couldn’t Stay Away FromAric’s POVSleep didn’t come.Not even for a moment.I lay awake the entire night, staring at the ceiling as the hours crawled by with a heaviness that pressed into my bones.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Selene’s face the moment she must have seen the broadcast—her expression crumpling, her heart breaking all over again.Did she cry?Was she shaking the way she does when she tries to hold pain inside?Was she staring at the screen in disbelief, wondering if I had chosen someone else?If I had lied to her?If she had been nothing more than a fleeting distraction?Or worse—Was she making up with Damon out of spite?Out of heartbreak?Out of wanting to forget me because I had hurt her in the most public, humiliating way?The thought made something dangerous coil inside my chest.I turned again, restless, suffocating.Not knowing was killing me.I kept replaying the moment my father whispered in my ear during the ball, threatening Selene so ca
Silence had a different texture now. It felt tactical, purposeful — like the quiet before a tide that would sweep everything away. I sat at the kitchen table with a thin lamp casting a pool of yellow over the papers I’d spread out: names, dates, fragments of conversations, an ugly web that traced back in ugly, familiar lines. The ink on the paper looked small and sane, but the things written there were not. They were seeds of war. After last night I had slept maybe two hours in fits, propped in a chair, hand over hand on the phone, calling people I’d kept at arm’s length for years and some I had never had reason to call until now. I’d always run my company like a general: contingency plans, exit strategies, redundancies. This was the same muscle; the stakes were different. This was no longer about quarterly reports or hostile takeovers. This was about my children, and that made the calculations sharper, meaner. I picked up my pen and circled a name I kept returning to: an old priva
Chapter 79: Broken Lyra’s POV Tlooked over at Dax, hoping to find something in his eyes— a flicker of understanding, forgiveness, anything. Bu he turned away, unable to even look at me My heart sank. Then I glanced at Keal and his face was a storm of anger; he turne his gaze from me, too, like I wasn’t worth his attention. Finally, I looked at Ronon. The silence between us spoke volumes. I guess deep down, I still hoped they’d protect me, tha they’d cover for me, because they were m mates. They were supposed to shield me weren’t they? But then I looked at the crowd gathered around us, and the fury in their faces was unmistakable. I knew I was done for. If th Alphas weren’t here, they’d kill me. It was in the eyes of the people. They wanted me dead. Why would my desperation to escape warrant so much hatred? The Guard continued to strip away my clothes, piece by piece, exposing me not just to the cold but to the judgment and wrath of everyone watching. I struggled te hold back the
Ch 48: MMO ConcertJaphet’s POVHiding my smile behind my hand, I asked, “Are you perhaps jealous that another woman knows my codename?”“J-E-A-L-O-U-S?” Ana repeated, dragging the word in a dramatic tone. “Mr. husband, why would I be jealous of you talking to other women? I-I’m just concerned about your identity getting revealed!”I chuckled softly, turning my face to hide how amused I was that she tried to lie. “Oh my bad,” I laughed, letting her think she had me fooled.“Hey, you’re getting it all wrong. I’m just trying to protect you…” she added hastily, her cheeks tinged with pink.“Protect me?” I teased sarcastically, tilting my head to look at her embarrassed expression. She looked so vulnerable and adorable that I couldn’t resist. Closing the distance, I softly pressed my lips against hers in a gentle, teasing peck.Her eyelashes fluttered, and her eyes widened slightly, filled with conflicting emotions. I could see the question in her gaze: Why would he do that now?“Japhet,
Liana pov At first, I didn’t answer. I wasn’t ready for anyone to see me like this—blood on the floor, my body trembling, my mind spiraling between too many things I couldn’t name. Was I In paIn? Was I heartbroken? Was I still burning with the shameful desIre that had haunted me in the garden? I didn’t know. So I stayed silent. Pressed my hand harder against the wound. Pretended whoever knocked would go away. But then I heard it. “Lina?” The voice slid straight through my chest. Maxwell. My breath caught. No, not hIm. He was the last person I wanted to face In this state. “Are you there?” His tone was urgent, low, like he already feared the answer. “I heard a loud noise. Matteo stormed out in a rush. Are you… are you okay?” My body froze. I squeezed my eyes shut, wishing he’d just leave. I wasn’t ready for intervention. Not from him. The silence stretched. I thought maybe he had gone, but then the floor creaked outsIde the door. He hadn’t moved. He was waiting.
Liana POV Warm fingers slid Into my haIr, pulling It gently to the sIde. The touch was smooth, deliberate—too familiar. My breath caught before I even turned. I already knew who it was. HIs hand trailed downward, slipping over my shoulder, brushIng along the edge of my top. The thin fabric dipp
Maxwell povAm beIng careless agaIn. I dIdn’t mean to talk to her so rude, It just slipped out. Truth is, I wasn’t expectIng to see her so soon, not here, not like this.While I was outsIde wIth Matteo, I’d mIstakenly spilled my drInk on myself. Embarrassing enough, but worse, It left me stIcky and
“Madam, It’s Steph.”The voIce was muffled through the door at fIrst, soft but persIstent.“Please… should we go on preparIng the food, or… or can you do it yourself?”I blinked rapidly, draggIng myself out of the fog of my own thoughts. Steph. My maId. She and Maria are The only familiar, steady p
Liana – POV“Oh my God…”The words broke from my mouth, brIttle and tremblIng. The sound startled even me, sharp In the thIck, suffocatIng aIr. For a moment, I dIdn’t recognIze my own voIce.They were gone.Or at least, out of the room.But It dIdn’t feel empty. The aIr stIll crackled, charged, as







