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.”
All this time, I’d been completely oblivious, but suddenly I could see it. The looks, filled with hatred, the way parents pulled their children away from me as I walked past, the murmurs that followed me—none of them bothered to hide the fact that I was the subject of their hushed discussions.The anger I’d earlier felt had faded, and I couldn’t help but go over the woman’s words. What had she wanted to say before Gideon cut her off? What exactly had I been blind to all this time?I should have noticed the pack’s sudden coldness the day of my arrival, I should have noticed the accusation in their eyes, but I didn’t. I was too caught up in my life and my problems, I didn’t care to look deep enough. Now though, I was looking and I didn’t like what I saw. The hallways out of the building seemed to stretch on and on, an unending walk of shame. Scrutinized by judging eyes, I felt myself grow smaller with each step I took—and there was the overwhelming urge to hide away behind Gideon. “Oh,
I was living in the very same room as Cassian. It all felt surreal and yet nothing about it felt wrong. On the contrary, it all felt… right.Cassian joined me in Layla’s new room.“Do you like the redecorations?"I nodded, “It’s… cute,” I admitted. The room had been designed in purple and white, with everything a child could need made available. It was every child’s dream room.“One more thing,” Cassian said, handing me a black-card.“What is this?”“A card in your name, you are free to get anything you need—there are no limits. Also, your father would be placed on salary—enough to give him a very comfortable life, there are jobs available if he likes having something to do.”Tears filled my eyes, “Cassian, this is too much.”“You’ve given me much, much, more.” He whispered.“Thank you—for everything,”“No, thank you, for giving me another chance.”Layla was on the bed, scribbling in a note book. I sat beside her. “What are you writing?” I questioned.“I’m drawing,” she answered, her
ELOISE’S POV“Nice, isn’t it?” My father questioned, as I walked into his apartment.“It is,” I agreed. From the fireplace, the sparkling chandelier, the floor to ceiling windows it was clear this was anything but a regular room.“It looks nothing like the one back at Winter-Hill,” he said and I couldn’t agree more. This place screamed luxury, but there was something about the coziness of the one back at Winter-Hill that made it feel like more like home.“Will you be alright here?” I questioned and he nodded. “I brought along a few of my things,” he said, gesturing to the bags. “A few pictures on the wall and it’ll look more ‘homely’.”“Dad, I truly can’t thank you enough for coming. Now more than ever, I need my family by my side.”“This is good for me too. Perhaps a change of environment is what I need to finally start healing and moving on.” He admitted.I took his hands, “We are in this together, never forget that.” But he gave no response to that and that’s all it took for me t
CASSIAN’S POVThe diamond ring sat on my office table. I’d promised Eloise to do it the right way this time and I planned on keeping to my words. The plan was to propose—just like normal couples did, then make it official by hosting a ball in her honor. But the question was, would that be what she wanted? Was the child in her womb the only reason she’d come back here? I shut the velvet-red box and shoved the ring in my pocket, just as Gideon walked in.“Finally, back to work,” he noted lightly, but I thought he seemed tense. He went straight to the cellar to pour himself a glass of bourbon.“You don’t seem too fine,” I noted.“I’m not.” He said, placing a brown envelope on my table. “It’s from The Council.”I’d been expecting this. I picked it up, then ripped away the seal to take out the letter.~Alpha Cassian Nightingis, you are hereby summoned by The Council for a hearing scheduled for Two weeks from Today.~“What does it say?” he questioned and I handed him the note.“Oh gods,






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