LOGINJenna stepped out of the car, and in front of her stood a big mansion in a remote area.
Her jaw dropped as soon as she entered the sitting room which was furnished neatly with a golden chandelier.
“Welcome to my private home.” Alpha Ryker said with a smirk noticing the shock on her face.
“This is your home?” She asked curiously.
One out of many, he smiled at her.
She stared as some people came towards them and bowed to him.
“Welcome back home, Alpha.” They all chorused at the same time.
“Where is Chase?”
“He is not back from the last task you assigned to him, Alpha.” An elderly woman responded.
“I need him back here as soon as possible,” Alpha Ryker instructed.
“Is the room ready?” He asked turning to Jenna who was still trying to figure out his intentions.
The woman nodded, staring at Jenna with curiosity on her face.
Jenna was even more curious than the woman was. She wondered why he brought her to the night villa which was his private home and what he wanted from her.
“Take her to her room,” he said without turning to look at her and he left the sitting room.
The woman turned to Jenna, with a smile that said she was not welcomed here.
“This way, miss…” she said and Jenna nodded, following closely behind her.
They came to a halt in the last room by the right at the third floor and the woman swiftly opened the door ushering her in.
“Who are you and where are you from?” She asked turning to face Jenna, her voice laced with coldness which startled Jenna a bit.
“I’m…Jen…Jenna spears from the crescent moon pack,” she stuttered trying not to provoke the elderly woman.
Well Jenna, I’m Mrs Addison, the head housekeeper of the Stone’s family.
Nice to meet you, Mrs Addison, Jenna replied but she ignored her pleasantries.
“Hummph,” she scoffed. “I do hope you get comfortable in this place but before then there are rules in this house,” and you will start with the first and important rule; you are not allowed anywhere close to the fourth floor, is that understood!?” She shot.
“Yes ma’am,” Jenna replied shakily.
Now that’s better, she added and left the room, banging the door hard.
“Ok..well,” guess I’m not welcome here, Jenna muttered.
Alpha Ryker sat in his home office staring at some pictures when he heard a knock on the door.
“Yes, Chase,” he could smell his best friend and personal assistant from afar.
“Hey Ryker,” he greeted as soon as the door opened and he walked in. “I just came back.”
“You took so long.” Alpha Ryker said, staring at Chase who looked all tense.
“Apologies, Neo refused to sign the deal easily and delayed our time.”
That son of a b*tch…. I guess I should visit him.
Chase kept quiet for a while before he spoke up. “Seems there’s something you are yet to tell me.?”
Ryker chuckled…. Always impatient, Chase. Why do you think I sent for you?” By the way, you should try to finish up the other job.
“Yes, Alpha.” He nodded.
Ryker turned to the window on his right. “I brought her home and stopped the wedding from happening,” he said, turning to look at him.
“She’s carrying my child already, Chase.”
Chase lowered his gaze. “Trust me, Ryker, you don’t want to keep her here, remember Damien is not just your Beta but also your nephew… you know why her father was forming a marriage alliance with Damien's father and you want to risk your life for her, right?
Ryker narrowed his eyes on him. “Are you opposing my intentions?”
“You know I can’t do that … rather, I want you to see reasons why you can’t have her, Alpha.”
“Believe me when I tell you I do, I know exactly what I am doing, Chase.”
Then you might want to know she belongs to the crescent moon pack, the same pack whose Alpha wants you dead. “You know she is his daughter, what if he uses her to make you weak.” He said clenching his fist tighter. “This is not worth it, Ryker…”
Ryker remained silent for a moment, turning to stare at the file in his hands. “I have made my decision, Chase.” She is the mother of my unborn child and might as well be your Luna.
“Our Luna, huh?” Chase said with a scoff.
“Yes or maybe,” Ryker responded.
“Doesn’t look much like it, she’s just a weakling and might be your death.”
“Watch what you say about her and mind the way you talk to me!” I’m your Alpha.
Then act like it, you are becoming weak because of a woman.
“Enough!” Ryker growled. “I will not have you berate her and she is mine to set the records straight.
Chase’s eyebrows shot up in surprise.
“Yours? And here I was thinking you only wanted the child from her and revenge against the crescent moon pack.”
“Things changed,” Ryker confessed.
“What changed?” Chase scoffed and paused the moment he realized the seriousness on his face. “You better not tell me she is your mate.”
Ryker exhaled, staring at him as he hit his fist on the table in annoyance.
“Hell no! She is, isn’t she ?”
“This conversation is over, Chase.”
Chase didn’t say anything more, as he stormed out of the office and banged the door hard.
Taking a deep breath, Ryker picked up the file on the table and walked out of the office to meet Jenna.
As soon as he knocked on the door it was opened.
“Can I come in?” He asked, clearing his throat.
This is your house, why would you be needing my permission?
His brown curly hair and piercing blue eyes left her completely lusted.
“Do you like this place?” He asked as soon as he stepped in.
“Mmm…ye…yes….” She stuttered.
Good, he nodded. “I have a question for you… Do you wish for me to protect you from your family and Damien? Do you want to take back what is rightfully yours from your half-sister? Do you wish for a place to stay away from them?”
“Ye..yes… I do.” She replied.
An evil smirk played on his lips. “Good then, there’s just one way to achieve this.”
“How?” She asked curiously.
“We would get married by paper, more like a contract marriage.”
“Wh…wha…what do you mean contract!?” Jenna shrieked.
The final bell rang, and students spilled out into the parking lot. Jenna walked out between Celeste and Mina, her blazer draped casually over her arm, trying not to look too stiff.“Your car’s this way, right?” Celeste tugged her toward the line of sleek vehicles at the far end of the lot. The blue Lamborghini gleamed in the late sun, already waiting.Mina whistled low. “Every time I see this thing, I remember how disgustingly spoiled you are.”Jenna smirked faintly, though Iris whispered in her mind. Smile. Aria always laughed when Mina teased like this.“Disgustingly spoiled?” Jenna echoed. “Please. I call it taste.”Celeste burst into giggles, shoving Mina lightly. “Don’t be jealous.”“Jealous?” Mina scoffed as they slid into the back seat. “I’m just waiting for my turn. Next life, I’m making sure I’m born an Alpha’s daughter.”Lexa growled under her breath. They have no idea what kind of daughters Alphas can raise.Jenna hid her grimace behind a smile. “I’ll make sure to leave yo
The necklace glimmered again that morning, catching the first sweep of sunlight through the window. Jenna’s hand hovered over it as she dressed in Aria’s school uniform, fingers brushing the star-shaped charm that rested against her collarbone. It was cool, almost icy, like it carried a memory all its own.She whispered under her breath, “Why can’t I stop noticing this thing?”Because it matters, Iris said quietly. Her mother gave it to her. A gift of protection. It should keep her safe.Jenna’s lips twisted. “Safe? She still died, didn’t she?”Silence filled her mind for a beat before Iris sighed. Some protections fail when betrayal comes from the inside. Lexa’s growl rumbled low. Exactly. Never trust anyone who smiles too widely. They all want something.The necklace has more than just protection. You will find it out in subsequent times.Jenna slipped on the blazer, letting the necklace peek out. “What could that be tho? Jenna wondered.”—––By the time the Lamborghini rolled thro
“Aria, sweetheart!”The door swung open, and the man who was supposed to be her father rushed inside. His suit jacket was half undone, tie loosened, but the joy on his was unmeasured.He pulled her into his arms before she could even react. The hug was crushing, warm, real.“My daughter,” he whispered against her hair. “You’re finally back.”Jenna froze for a second, stiff in his hold, her eyes darting to the desk where the sealed letter still sat. She forced herself to blink, mask sliding into place, and slipped her arms carefully around him.“Papa,” she murmured, the word foreign on her tongue but smooth enough to pass.His grip tightened. “You don’t know what this means to me. To have you here, walking through that door like you belong. It’s everything I’ve ever wanted.”Her chest ached. For a moment, she let herself sink into the warmth of that embrace. In her old life, her father’s arms had never been like this, not protective, not proud. Only cold commands and colder punishments
“Ariaaa, you’re not listening.”Cassia’s nails brushed Jenna’s sleeve like she owned it as soon as Alpha Ryker left the class, her perfume cloyed. “Sit with me. We’ll catch up, just like old times.”Jenna’s lips curved, but it was no smile. “Cassia.” Her tone sliced silk-thin, cool. “Do me a favor and keep your voice down. It’s giving me a headache.”Cassia blinked, faltering, then forced a laugh. “You haven’t changed, always so sharp. I love it.”Celeste smirked at Mina over Jenna’s head. Mina muttered just loud enough, “Sharp, sure. More like she’s done with you.”Cassia’s smile wavered. Jenna leaned closer, lowering her voice. “Tell me, Cassia… did you forget to iron your skirt this morning, or did your mother stop buying you decent ones?”The words landed like daggers. Cassia stiffened, color creeping up her neck. In her past life, Cassia flaunted diamonds, pearls, and arrogance like weapons. But here, Jenna noticed the seams on her shirt, the scuffed shoes, the cheap handbag dang
The Lamborghini purred to a halt before the looming gates of Melton College. Students crowded the iron archway, laughter and chatter spilling into the morning air. When the convoy rolled in, the noise hushed. Every head turned. Jenna’s pulse hammered against her ribs. Her fingers twisted her skirt, but she forced her face into calm perfection, the mask of Aria. “Miss Aria,” the driver said again, glancing back. “We’ve arrived.” Her throat tightened. She nodded once, the motion crisp, regal like Iris whispered in her mind. The door swung open. She stepped out, the sun catching the gloss of her hair, the uniform hugging her figure like it had been stitched for her alone. A ripple went through the crowd. “Is that…?” “Alpha Desmond’s daughter.” “She’s even prettier than the rumors.” “God, look at the car…” Jenna swallowed hard, spine stiff. She’d been stared at before but always with suspicion, envy, and hatred. Here, the eyes were reverent. Hungry. Worshipful. Lex
A shrill alarm ripped through her skull.Jenna shot upright, clutching her head. “What the fuck!” she hissed, slamming her hand against the screaming device until silence fell. Her chest rose and fell in ragged bursts. She blinked around wildly.This wasn’t her room.Soft curtains of cream and gold draped over massive windows. A chandelier glittered above. The bedspread wasn’t hers, silk, not cotton. She’d never owned anything this fine.Then came the knock. Rap-rap-rap.“Miss Aria!” a voice sang from the other side. “You’ll be late for school!”Her heart jumped to her throat. Miss Aria?Jenna scrambled out of bed, bare feet brushing a thick carpet. She caught sight of a mirror across the room and froze.Her reflection wasn’t her.A young woman stared back at her. Wide hazel eyes, porcelain skin, a jawline sharp as glass, glossy dark hair tumoring down her shoulders. She looked no older than nineteen, dressed in a lacy nightgown.Jenna’s lips parted. “What the hell…”Her hands flew ov







