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As the massive iron gates creaked open, Ada was flabbergasted. She had lived in a pack house her whole life, but this was different, this was the kind of opulence that felt fortified."Thank you," Ada murmured, gripping the handle of her trolley more tightly.She began the walk up the long, manicured driveway. It felt less like a home and more like a fortress. By the time she reached the front entrance, she heard a familiar voice. "Ada!"Reina appeared in the foyer, her face lighting up with genuine warmth. She hurried toward her friend, her footsteps echoing on the marble floor. Seeing her now, Ada froze for a split second. The Reina she remembered was always trying to shrink herself, to be invisible. But the woman standing before her looked radiant, still soft and kind, but with a new kind of dignity in her posture."Reina! Look at you!" Ada cried out, letting go of her bags to pull her into a tight embrace."I can't believe you're actually here," Reina whispered, pulling back to
Third Person's POV The vibration of Reina’s phone interrupted their intimate moment."Check it later," Damon groaned, his voice rough. He tightened his grip on her waist, acting clingy as she tried to squirm out."No. It could be urgent," she insisted. She managed to slip away and stood by the edge of the bed, smoothing her top. She glanced at the screen, an unknown number. She swiped to answer and pressed the device to her ear. "Hello?""Reina? Am I speaking to Reina?" a woman’s voice asked, sounding breathless."Yes. Sorry, I don't recognize this number. Who is this?" Reina asked, her brows knitting together in confusion."Reina, how could you forget me? It’s me, Ada!""Ada?" Reina’s eyes widened, her voice laced with shock. She felt Damon move behind her, his presence a warm weight as he began to idly coil a lock of her hair around his finger. "How did you even get my number?""I asked Zayne," Ada replied quickly. "I went to the pack house looking for you, but you weren't there. T
Reina's POV "Father has gone to the Black Shadow Pack for Zayne's wedding," I said, watching Damon as he finished his tea. "We talked before he left. I was worried he was still upset with me, but he isn't."Damon lowered the cup before he spoke. "Dad was never upset with you, Reina. You worry too much. It’s better that he went to attend the wedding.""What about you? You should attend it too," I suggested, my eyes searching his for any sign of agreement. "He’s your nephew, Damon. Zayne grew up without parents, and I honestly feel he needs you there, standing beside him as his best man. He doesn’t exactly have a circle of close male friends.""I'm not his friend either," Damon replied. He took a small spoonful of cheesecake from the tray and leaned across the table toward me, gesturing for me to open my mouth. As I took the bite, he lowered his voice to a whisper. "Going there would be an insult to you.""How?" I asked, the sweetness of the cheesecake doing little to distract me from
Reina's POVSteadying myself and regaining control, I pressed my hand against his mouth to gently break the kiss. We stood there for a moment, our foreheads resting against each other, breathing the same air."You need to clean yourself," I whispered, my eyes searching his. "And you need to tell me everything the moment you're done."The back of his hand caressed my cheek, his gaze softening as he nodded. "I will. I promised you I wouldn't keep things from you."The lingering warmth of his touch disappeared as he turned and headed into the washroom. I moved to the cupboard, pulling out a fresh set of clothes, a soft cotton shirt and dark trousers, and laid them neatly on the edge of the bed.While the sound of the shower started, I picked up my phone to message my father-in-law. My thumbs hovered over the screen as I typed: "Call me once you arrive safely at the pack." I hit send, a knot of worry still tight in my stomach about his journey to Zayne’s territory. A knock on the door p
Reina's POV The past few days had been quiet. Ever since the commotion with Zayne, Father hadn't spoken much to me. I spent hours wondering if the silence was a sign that his trust in me had broken, or if he was simply mourning the state of his family.On the other hand, my relationship with Damon was moving forward in ways I never expected. He was opening up a world to me that I hadn't known existed, showing me a life I never thought I would ever touch. I sat on the edge of the bed, scrolling aimlessly through my phone before lifting my gaze to the horizon visible through the balcony doors. The sky was bruising into twilight."Damon said he would return soon," I murmured to myself, checking the time again. "But he seems to be stuck. I wonder what kind of work could have pulled him away so suddenly."A nagging sense of unease settled in my chest. I opened my contacts and dialed his number, pressing the phone to my ear. To my surprise, the call wouldn't even go through as it was unav
Zayne's POV I drove to the hospital myself. Penny’s words looped in my head like a sick joke. How dare she? How dare Mariana lie to me about something this monumental? I had burned bridges and humiliated myself in front of my family for a child that didn't even exist.I didn't bother knocking. I shoved the door to Penny’s office open and found her mid-sip, a coffee cup in one hand and a USG report in the other."Alpha!" she exclaimed, startled. She started to rise, but I held up a sharp hand to stop her."Stay seated, Penny," I commanded, my voice dropping into a low, dangerous vibration. I pulled out the chair across from her and sat, my eyes locked on hers. "Where is it? Give me the report."Penny quickly set her coffee down, her movements hurried and slightly Trembling. She reached into her desk drawer and pulled out a thin manila file, sliding it across the desk toward me. My heart hammered against my ribs, not with anticipation, but with a cold, burgeoning fury.I snatched the
Damon’s POVI watched her for a moment, my heart tightening at the sight of her small, trembling form. My gaze dropped to her feet. She had run out here barefoot. The thought of her skin being cut or bruised by the gravel path made my protective instincts flare."Give me a chance to prove my loyalty
Damon’s POVFor the first time in twelve years, the shadows in my mind were silent. I didn't wake at the crack of dawn with my heart racing and my beast pacing for a scent it couldn't find. I had actually slept, truly slept, for over six hours.When I finally tilted my head, the reason for my peace
Reina’s POVSeeing Damon’s face this close when his golden gaze piercing right through me, I felt my resolve crumble again. His thumb brushed across my lips, anchoring me to him as we shared another long, lingering kiss that left me breathless."You provoked me," he murmured against my neck, his vo
Reina's POV I didn’t understand why I was responding, but my body seemed to have a mind of its own. I had never experienced a kiss like this, it wasn't just a touch; it was an invitation to delve deeper. Every time his lips nibbled at mine, a strange, electric heat surged through me. Even my wolf







