"Child!? What child... whom you can't save... where is Andy? Is he okay? Where is he?" Lexie’s eyes flew open at the mention of a child being harmed, her body jerking upright despite the pain that shot through her. Her breath came in short, panicked gasps as she scanned the room. “Someone please tell me, is the Prince okay?”Her hands trembled against the sheets, her mind still foggy from the pain medication, but the thought of someone else being hurt… especially a child, sent a jolt of terror through her. Andy shuffled forward before she could spiral further, his small arms wrapping around her waist as he buried his face against her side. "I'm okay, Lexie! I'm so happy you're awake now!" Lexie exhaled shakily, relief washing over her as she hugged him back, her fingers threading through his curls. He was safe. But the way his small body shook against hers, the way fresh tears dampened her hospital gown—something was wrong. "Andy... what happened?" she murmured, but before
Lexie’s Pov:I hadn't seen Paul so angry, I knew that there have been many times before this when I have been hiding my thoughts from him, but he has never reacted like this before, it is something completely new this time.And even though my thoughts are making me run a marathon in my mind, trying to find out the hint of emotions sparkling all over Paul's face, my stomach wasn't allowing anything to me.This is why, before I could open my mouth to speak something in reply, a little scream because of pain escaped from my lips and before me or Paul would have said anything, as Paul lurched towards me hearing my moan, Andy ran outside the room at full speed.Lexie-I know Paul you are disappointed because of me-Lexie, sweetheart, I am not disappointed because of you .. I can never be disappointed because of you, I just wanted to tell you that the girl you are trying to save is not worth it ….in fact she has never been worth it …do you even know what price you have paid this time becau
Paul's POV:Lexie was still crying, her eyes were swollen because of the tears. I was trying to calm her down, but the pain was so huge that I know none of my words were able to calm her now.Still I was trying my best to give her the feeling of being protected, feeling that she wasn't alone, feeling that no matter what happened I am going to be there with her in every thick and thin.This was when I heard a knock on the door and Andy rushed towards Lexie.Lexie! Don't cry …look I have bought mummy- daddy here, don't cry…don't cry or else I will cry too! Lexie finally lifted her eyes, and spread her arms for Andy to crawl up in her arms, the boy didn't waste a single second to jump right there and clung to her like a Koala.When Dad finally spoke;We are so sorry Lexie, that we were unable to give you the protection you deserved, I should have been more cautious about the security and safety…but you should also have been a little careful -But before he could have completed his sent
1 month ago, Katrine's POV:As soon as the words left my mouth, I felt a pin- drop silence spread out around myself. I risked a glance at the face of this guy Jonas, hoping to find the tiniest bit of shock etched on his smug features. His sharp features were as unreadable as ever, but I still wanted to notice at least a flicker of shock, as proof that I had cracked his mask too. 'Ha! He had dismissed me so easily, without heeding my words! Now I'll show him, if he believes me to be the leader's mate, then he might just tell me Lexie's whereabouts and I'll figure out a way to escape on my own-'Before I could take the time to observe his reaction, though, I heard the sharp cackle of one of the guards who was holding me back. I sensed his disgusting gaze linger upon my body, as if he was assessing whether or not I was telling the truth, and as if that was not enough to bring my blood to a boil, I heard his mocking laughter, at whose target was me! So he thinks whichever rascal runs th
1 month ago, Jonas’ POV:The girl was looking at me with wide eyes, trying to anticipate my reaction. She was curious and a little nervous, but not scared… her heartbeat was mostly steady, and there was no flicker of recognition in her storm-gray eyes. “Actually, I told them I was your mate because I wanted to meet you. You are the only one who can tell me about Lexie–”"Smart move.”I shrugged, my voice colder than the steel of my dagger that I was tossing in my palm. “But a dangerous one." She lifted her chin. "Why? Because I dared to lie to the great leader of this rogue camp?" I stepped closer, my shadow swallowing her frame. The scent of her… like wildflowers, filled my lungs. “Because till now, I was treating you like any other trespasser. But now…" I murmured, "you have made it personal." Her breath hitched, just slightly. Good. I reached out, fingers brushing her jaw: not quite a caress, not quite a threat. “You want to play games, little wolf?" My thumb traced t
Lexie’s POV:Paul's mouth pressed into a thin line as I agreed to the responsibility. “Maybe, I made the wrong decision…”The thought echoed in my mind, hollow and aching, as the first of the well-wishers filed into the room. Their smiles were too bright, their voices too loud… the first few congratulations came from the overly enthusiastic courtiers who saw this gathering as an opportunity to curry favor with the Alpha. Their bright smiles and gleaming eyes only deepened the ache inside me. How cruel that I was getting congratulated when my baby was already gone… taken from me before I even had the chance to know the flutter of life inside me. ‘I didn’t even get to feel you…’I felt robbed. Robbed of the joy, of the experience, of the pride of having my first child. I couldn't even mourn its loss properly…I couldn't even analyse the level of my grief properly when I had to take a new decision, new decision as the future Luna of the pack, not as a mother …and the happy faces of th
1 month ago, Katrine's POV:I felt my rage boil in my veins, as if Jonas’s words had set me on fire. He couldn’t just declare I was his mate and expect me to accept it, as well as the condition for captivity that came with it… and then walk away like it meant nothing apart from a usual day's work. Mate…I had never given it much thought before, but the word "mate" was sacred. For us, the single word was spoken with the most amount of happiness, hope, reverence and tons of emotions attached with it… For those who had already found their mates, it was a title they would cherish for a lifetime– a bond tied by fate. And for those who were yet to find their destined mate… it was the symbol of their future People pinned their dreams, desires, and futures on that single word, believing it would complete their existence and bring purpose to their life. And I… I was no exception, no matter how much I wanted to deny it. Even when I had used it as my shield, I hadn't imagined for a single
Paul's POV: Lexie's body trembled violently against mine, her fingers clutching at my shirt like she was drowning. I could feel her tears soaking through the fabric, each ragged sob tearing at my soul. And with every breath of mine, my determination of giving the punishment that Abby deserved was growing more and more.But right now, consoling Lexie was my first priority, Abby can still enjoy a few moments left in her life, before I actually send her to hell, where she really belongs."It's not your fault," I murmured into her hair, my voice rough with barely restrained fury. "None of this is your fault, darling." Her nails dug into my chest as she shook her head. "But the-they all think—" "I don't care what they think," I growled, cradling her closer. The scent of her pain - salt and sorrow and fear - made my wolf snarl beneath my skin. “I swear to you Lexie… I swear, Abby will regret ever putting her hands on you.”She pulled back slightly, her red-rimmed eyes searching min
Author's POV:Five days had passed since Lexie had returned to the Apollo Pack, battered and bruised all over. And although the physical wounds were still raw, it was the silence she had locked herself into, that had carved the deepest pain into her soul. Her right hand was in a plaster cast, one leg braced tightly and strapped, and her steps were feeble at best. Even so, the doctors agreed she could be discharged from the infirmary, provided she got plenty of rest and stayed away from any stress or confrontation.But the world outside the white walls of the infirmary had not stopped for her to heal first. Lady Samantha stood on her left side, steady on her feet and supporting most of her weight, while a maid supported her from the right, arms gently wrapped around Lexie’s waist to help her down the infirmary steps. The path from the medical wing to the main mansion seemed far longer than she remembered. Her body felt like dead weight. Every step ached, and her head swam.But the
Lexie's POV:Lexie's POV:I didn’t know how long I had been asleep this time, but when my eyes fluttered open again, the light was softer. Probably because of the heavy curtains that had been pulled, except for a thin sliver in the corner, which allowed bright sunlight to sneak inside the room. Lady Samantha was sitting on the armchair beside me, holding a book towards that sunlight and thumbing through the pages, her silver-blonde hair tied in a loose bun. The moment I stirred awake, she looked up, her expression softening.“Lexie,” she whispered. “Are you feeling okay, dear?”I nodded slowly, feeling the weight of my body pressing me into the bed. Everything still ached. But something about her question felt a little off, even though I couldn’t place it. She noticed my hesitation and stood up. “Let me call the doctor, alright?”I nodded again. She offered a small smile before walking to the door and stepping outside.That’s when I noticed them, fresh wildflowers, tucked into a
Lexie's POV:The first thing I noticed was the smell of crisp detergent on the linens that had been worn down by the disinfectant.The chemical smell of antiseptic, and the faint fragrance of flowers… lavender, maybe?My head felt like it was packed with cotton, and when I tried to move, fire shot through my whole body at once. A slow groan of pain slipped past my lips before I could stop it.“Lexie?”The voice was familiar and hopeful, my name whispered with hesitation. I forced my eyes to open, and my gaze landed on the white ceiling above, illuminated by soft light. A few machines beeped in tandem, and just then, a small head with curly hair and wide, worried eyes leaned over me.“Lex…?”“Andy…” I croaked out, even though my throat felt like sandpaper.He beamed immediately, his eyes shining with relief. “You’re awake! You’re really awake!”I blinked again, trying to make sense of this room. I was in the infirmary. Apollo pack. I made it.“You scared us so bad,” Andy continued,
Lexie's POV:I opened my eyes, only to find that the world was still covered with the veil of darkness.The throbbing in my head was making it difficult to blink, but a gasp slipped out of my mouth as I became aware of my surroundings. My body screamed in protest as I managed to push myself up from the damp earth, groaning as the pain shooting through every limb, intensified. My palms stung from scratches, and my clothes were torn, soaked with sweat and something sticky, warm and dark– blood. There was no one around me.No bodies, no voices. Just the hum of night creatures and the rustling of leaves above.I was alone.It was probably midnight, or later. A few hours since we had been ambushed and… no, Lexie. Make sure of where you are first. Forcing myself to take a sharp breathe. The stars offered little comfort with their presence as I tried to find my bearings, but I didn’t dare turn back. I couldn’t go back where our car was supposed to be. The store, that clearing, the clif
Lexie's POV:“Jonas!”His name tore from my throat as I stumbled forward, blood still ringing in my ears.I knew it was him. Despite the years we spent apart, I was confident I would have known him. That tall, broad back like our dad's; the rigid and fast walk like he was constantly hiding something behind his mask. But he didn’t turn around, not even once. “Jonas!” I screamed again, louder this time. I didn't care if I sounded desperate, I needed him to respond.But still, there was nothing. No flinch. No pause. He was just gone.And suddenly, I wasn't so sure anymore. My brother would have heard my cries, he would never hurt me and my mate like this… that's not Jonas, it can't be, right?My little brother… the boy I used to carry on my back when he scraped his knee, the one I smuggled extra sweets to, under the dinner table… he couldn't be the one walking away from me right now. He couldn't be the man who had disappeared between the pines without so much as a backward glance i
Lexie's POV:It was finally time to leave our little bubble of paradise. Paul and I had spent every second of the past week wrapped up in each other, tangled in white sheets and sun kissed sand, laughing, teasing, dancing under moonlight. But now, this trip back home was supposed to be the quiet end to a perfect honeymoon, with my memories filled with yacht rides, ocean breeze and lazy afternoons.We had been driving for hours when we spotted a lonely convenience store in the middle of nowhere– the paint outside was chipping, the neon sign was turned on and flickering even in the evening. I raised my gaze, shielding my eyes with my hand. “One last pit stop?”Paul murmured, kissing my knuckles before pulling into the gravel lot. “Elrick’s Go_ds” was written in peeling red letters. One of the letters was missing, but the location was still quite charming. “Want me to go?” I asked, unbuckling my seatbelt.Paul leaned across to kiss my cheek. “I’ll pump the gas. You grab the snac
Lexie’s POVThe world outside our window was still dark, but a hint of morning clung to the edges of the horizon. Paul's breathing was still ragged, his forehead damp against mine. We were tangled in the sheets, our bodies slick with sweat and love. His heartbeat thumped against my chest, strong and steady, as if it had finally found its rhythm.He brushed a kiss to my temple, his hand caressing my back slowly, fingers splayed like he was trying to memorize every inch of me. “You okay?” he whispered, voice low and hoarse.“Mmm,” I hummed, too blissed out to form words. I curled into his warmth, nuzzling his neck, where his scent still lingered. “I’ve never been better.”His fingers were soft as they traced idle circles into my lower back, and even though his body was spent, I could feel the way he still wanted to stay connected.He shifted after a moment, gently pulling out with a wince and a groan. I whined at the emptiness. He laughed softly and kissed my nose.“Come here, love…”
Lexie’s POV:The moment he sat inside the car, I leaned over, hooking my right leg over his thigh and kisser him with all I had. Paul was stunned for a few moments before he responded, his lips moving against mine for a few moments before I pulled back, bringing my lips near his ears, just like he had been teasing me all night. “You like when they call me Mrs. Paul, right? Then I'll show you what it's like to be your wife, daddy…”It didn't take us more than five minutes to reach our mansion, and it wasn't a surprise to me, since I had been straddling his lap all the way back. There was excitement, anticipation and a little bit of fear in Paul's eyes as I closed the door behind me. “Hi, husband…” I grinned, pushing him onto the plush chair by the window, the moonlight casting silver trails over his skin.“Hey, wife,” he murmured back, voice already darkening with need.His eyes burned into mine as I straddled him, my knees on either side of his strong thighs. I could feel the he
Lexie's POV:The southern Alpha’s estate was everything I imagined: ornate but not ostentatious, steeped in age-old tradition with ivy-covered walls, torch-lit gardens, and the scent of orange blossoms lingering in the warm evening air. Gold-lined lanterns floated in the courtyard pool as we arrived, and the staff greeted us with bows deep enough to impress even royalty from the North. Alpha Rian and Luna Alina stood at the top of the marble steps, radiating the composed elegance of true leadership. “Alpha Paul, Luna Lexie! Thank you for honouring us with your presence.”I gave a respectful nod, while Paul offered a grin that was both polite and perfectly confident. “We’re grateful for the invitation. It's been a beautiful week here.”Luna Alina gave me a knowing smile, eyes crinkling. “You both look like the holiday has been treating you very well.”Paul’s fingers brushed lightly against the small of my back. “Couldn’t be better!”He replied, and I bit back a smile. We were esco