“Beta Andre is my mate?… Oh moon goddess why?” Lillian is a Doctor who had left the pack when she was fifteen. An high school student who was opportune to be in the same institution with the sons of the Alpha and beta—Drake and Andre, with their best friend, Lucas. Despite their social class and untouchable status, she found herself falling deeper and deeper for Drake—the son of the Alpha, which led her to make an unbelievable mistake that made her life in the school and pack so unbearable that she had to relocate to a faraway pack to start her life anew. After some time, she was required to return to where it all started, back to the nightmare she had been running from all her life and had intended to do so quietly until everything came crashing down when she stumbled on her fated mate and she was then torn between the one her heart truly desires and the one meant for her heart. But fate and matters of the heart may be delayed, but can never be denied. This is a story of passion and intense emotions…of pain and regret…..of pure love and patience interwoven in every word, sentences and character and a question boldly hanging over it; Can one successfully decides one’s fate, not minding the one destined for him?
View MoreLILLIAN POV Sharon’s stiletto heels clicked against the marble floor like a countdown as she waltzed forward, her designer dress clinging to every curve. The moment her fingers curled possessively around Drake’s arm, the air turned to ice. “Well…well,” She purred, her voice dripping poison, her manicured nails digging into his sleeve. “If it isn’t Lily Stewart…..though I hear you go by Doctor Stewart now.” She laughed, the sound like shattering glass. The way she said my name, like it was something filthy, sent a tremor down my spine. “Tell me, did they give you that title out of pity too? Or did you sleep with the entire review board?” The crowd gasped. My cheeks burned, but I refused to flinch. Drake’s muscles tensed under her grip. “I told you not to come.” Sharon’s smile turned razor sharp. Her laugh was all teeth. “And miss this little reunion? Good thing I did. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have caught this low life—” she flicked her gaze over me, “—still trying to climb abov
LILLIAN POVMy head pounded like a war drum.I groaned and peeled my face from the pillow, wincing as sunlight stabbed through the crack in the hotel curtains. “Goddess, why did I drink so much last night?”Then it struck me—the conference.My stomach twisted, and I barely had time to roll over before I was gagging, my body convulsing as I dry heaved over the side of the bed. Nothing came up—just bile and regret.I collapsed back against the sheets, my breath coming in short, shaky gasps. The memories of last night flooded back in jagged pieces—the manor, the garden path, the snap of a twig, and then him.Drake.“Lillian?” “You look…good?”“He asked about you every year”Who? Drake?The same Drake who never noticed me when we were kids? The same Drake who had organized the whole school to mock me? Yeah right.I forced myself to sit up, my head spinning and dragged myself to the bathroom, my legs unsteady. The mirror showed a stranger—pale skin, dark circles under her eyes, her hair
DRAKE POV The sleek glass doors of my opulent office reflected the city lights as I leaned against my desk, arm crossed, listening to Andre’s latest escapade. Lucas, ever the composed one, rolled his eyes while sipping his coffee. “So then she said, ‘if you are the Alpha, why don’t you command me to stay” Andre smirked, wiggling his eyebrows. “….and I told her I do not need orders—my charm does the work for me.” I scoffed and lifted my glass mockingly at Andre. “One day, that charm of yours is going to land you in a den of angry she-wolfs with claws.” Lucas chuckled. “At least Andre here, tries to be smooth. You? You just glare until people…including she wolfs, submit.” Before I could retort, my phone buzzed. The screen flashed ‘Sharon’ in bold letters. I ignored it, sipping my drink, but the call persisted. I exhaled sharply, but I answered. “Yeah?” “Drake, baby, where are you?” Her voice was syrup sweet, laced with the tiniest edge of demand….like a bomb waiti
LILLIAN’S POV The cottage door creaked open before I could knock. Mum stood there, her apron dusted with flour, her grey streaked braids flying around at the ends. For an heartbeat, we just stared. Then her hands flew to her mouth. “Lillian” She gasped breathlessly. My name cracked in her throat like a bone. She lurched forward, crushing me against her chest. The scent of cinnamon and yeast…home, flooded my lungs. “I am sorry mum,” I whispered into her hair, my eyes wet with tears. “I am so sorry I stayed away—” She gripped my shoulders, her calloused thumbs digging in as she placed me at arms length, as her eyes roved around my body. “Look at you.” Her voice trembled. “My girl. All grown up and….” Her eyes flicked to my designer blazer, my manicured nails and muttered, “Different.” I flinched. Different. Not the tear stained, heartbroken girl who had fled Luxembourg in a hand-me-down coat. Inside, the cottage had not changed one bit. Same faded quilt on the sofa. Same
LILLIAN’S POV The automated voice chimed, “Welcome to Luxembourg” as if the city had been waiting. The city’s name alone tasted like rusted metal in my mouth, a reminder of everything I had fled. I clenched my jaw. Ten years. It’s been ten years since I had fled this place, with my heart shattered and my cheeks still wet from all my crying, embarrassed out of my mind due to one silly love confession—one moment of foolish hope where I had thought Drake Blackwood might see me as more than the scholarship kid….the maids daughter. Which was a blundering mistake! My phone buzzed. Josh. “At arrivals. Look for the idiot in green….PS: She made me wear it.” I shoved through the sliding doors. The humid air clung to me like an outer skin, thick with the scent of jet fuel and something unnervingly familiar…wild bergamot from the pack gardens. They still grew it then. But every other thing was different, the gleaming floors, towering glass walls and standardized equipments that weren
“Excuse me Doctor Lily, your attention is needed at the manager director’s office.”“Ok. I will be with him shortly” I replied as I scrambled prescriptions on a sheet of paper for the patient staring at me wide eyed and I smiled at her and said, “Don’t be frightened dear, you don’t need many drugs…just lictogen, then you will be good as new.”Then I turned to the nurse standing silently beside me and asked, “are we good?”“Yes Doctor Lily” she replied, then I handed her the paper for the patient and left the ward, leaving the patient in her care.As I approached the managing directors office, my wolf, Nyla, sniffed out the scent of not only the MD, but my other bosses and I squared my shoulders immediately and wondered what might be the issue for them to gather like this within a short notice, which is rare.“Oh come in…come in Doctor Lillian” my manger said, ushering me in with a wave of his hand and I entered anxiously and bowed courteously at the men seated with their legs crossed
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