LOGIN“I am not one for stories, Eloise, but I must admit, I am quite interested in uncovering how a Luna like yourself who was presumed to be dead ended up here in a whorehouse.” *** Eloise had lost everything. Her child, her wolf, her family, and her very own identity. He’d taken it all from her—the man who she’d believed loved her, her very own mate. And he wasn’t done ruining her yet. Forced into hiding and left with nothing to her name, she has no other choice but to take up a job as stripper to keep up. Little did she know a single session with a very strange client, who’d turned out to be an Alpha, would change… everything.
View MoreI was going to be late. I shivered at the thought of the punishment I’d endure if the Bishopp discovered that I’d left a client waiting—especially one who’d spent a fortune for a session with me. But I couldn’t seem to get my shaky hands to cooperate. They trembled as I powdered my nose.
I should be used to this by now, I’d been in this business for two years now, and yet I couldn’t seem to get over the nervousness I felt each time I was called upon.
I swallowed, taking one last glance at the mirror, the girl staring back at me was a complete stranger—unrecognizable. Maybe it was the layers of makeup she hid behind, or the slutty outfit she was in, which she once would have never even dreamt of wearing—I couldn’t tell.I finished up with a bright layer of cherry red lipstick—my signature look, before making my way to the suit my client was sure to be waiting in.
I stopped before the door, then just as easily as any true actress would, I slipped into character. The wide smile on my face was just as fake as everything else about me, and then I stepped in. My smile faltered. He had his back to me as he stared out the window like the sight was way more interesting than that of a half-naked woman. This, I wasn’t used to. If he noticed someone had just walked in, he gave no indication.“What’s your name?” he questioned, making me realize he was indeed aware of my presence.
The command in his tone was enough to tell me that this man was used to getting things done his way.“I am whatever you want me to be, Master.” I said in my most seductive voice. The Bishopp had once told me that my voice alone was all I needed to bring any man to their knees, apparently not this man.
“What does that mean?” he questioned, genuinely confused.
I shrugged gently, “I could be Jane, Kate, Lizabeth… whoever you want me to be.”
Some clients had required I ‘roleplay’ during our sessions, and I'd had no problem doing just that.“What is your name?” he questioned again, and I realized he might just be very different from any other client I’d had to entertain.
“Ruby, Master.”
“Your real name.”
Wait… what?
The smile instantly faded from my lips. Warning bells went off in my head. No one had ever asked me for my name. Why would they? I was just another worker in Bishopp’s Establishment, my name held no importance, and that had worked for me too. “I—my name is Ruby.” I repeated, but my voice sounded strange—even to my own ears. I’d always thought myself a perfect actress, but for the first time in a long while, I slipped.Finally, the man turned away from the window and towards me. “I am not one for stories, Eloise Taleborn, but I must admit, I am quite interested in uncovering how a Luna like yourself who was presumed to be dead ended up here in a whorehouse.”
ELOISE’S POVI should have died.And yet somehow I didn’t.Being alive felt like going against nature itself, and yet I couldn’t be more grateful.Everyone had questions. Like how exactly we’d won the war when all the odds had been against us.But beyond their curiosity, everyone was simply happy to be alive.The injured were being moved to the healing quarters.Among them was Katalier.She was going to survive. I knew that.Jefferson was covered in bruises, but he was alive, and that was what mattered.“You are a miracle, Eloise,” Cassian said to me.But I had no idea what he meant.I could only remember dying in his arms, and now I was alive, with not a single bruise on me.We’d lost men. Brave men who’d fought beside us, men whose names would be remembered forever.But it was over. We’d won against all odds.…TWO WEEKS LATER…“Do you, Jefferson Scott, accept Lilith Andrews to be your lawfully wedded wife?”“I do,” Jefferson said.“And do you, Lilith Andrews, accept Jefferson Scott
GIDEON’S POV Katalier and I fought side by side. But no matter how many we killed, there was always more.My hands trembled with effort as I tore off the head of another Ghammi with an axe I’d taken from a dead soldier. Bodies piled on the ground beneath me, most belonging to the Ghammis, but I could still spot some of our fallen soldiers.“There are too many,” Katalier said through the mind link, and I didn’t miss the fear in her voice.“We’re in this together, okay?”“Okay,” she responded, I’d lost my weapon, and I knew it was just a matter of time before they closed in on us. I ripped off the head of one that had been about to attack Katalier from behind.I threw the last grenade at another heading my way, and it blew up.Kate let out a cry when one bit into her skin, ripping out flesh.I tore it off her, but another one grabbed me by the neck, pulling me to the ground.“Gideon!” Kate cried out.I struggled to free myself from them, but more heaped over me, shielding the light fr
ELOISE’S POVI could hear Cassian's voice, assuring me I had nothing to fear, even as the darkness took over.But then I opened my eyes, and the pain was completely gone. I was in the cathedral once again—the same one from my dream. Just like the last time I’d been here, the same lyric-less song was being sung by the most beautiful voice I’d ever heard. I followed the sound, but the closer I got, the more I realized it wasn’t just a melody, but a song sung in a language I’d never heard before.I already knew the face behind the melody, and yet I found myself curious to see her once again.I stepped in, and there she was, still in those thick golden chains. There was something different about her. It was how translucent she seemed, almost like she was fading away.“Why have you come?” she asked, stopping the music.“I don’t know.”“But you do. Anyone who comes here wants something.”Flashes of memories passed through my mind. The pain in Cassian's eyes as he watched me bleed to my death
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I was going to be late. I shivered at the thought of the punishment I’d endure if the Bishopp discovered that I’d left a client waiting—especially one who’d spent a fortune for a session with me. But I couldn’t seem to get my shaky hands to cooperate. They trembled as I powdered my nose.I should b
It’s been exactly twenty minutes since the Alpha left my chambers.He could have been long gone by now.Still, that didn’t stop me from rushing down to the lower floors, ignoring the stares that followed me as I moved. Men looked at me the way they always did—with hunger, with entitlement—but for o
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