Milton's P.O.V“Alpha Derek,” I called Lyra's father, seated in my office with a frown on his face. “The wedding is off,” I said for the umpteenth time.He wasn't satisfied with the reasons I'd already given him. But it was a decision Lyra and I had already made. We weren't getting married.“Milton -”I raised a brow at him and he corrected himself. If I gave him the respect of being an Alpha in my home, the least he could do was the same.“Alpha Milton,” he tried again. “This marriage was long decided years ago. You and Lyra have been engaged for half of your life. I don't understand why you'd make such a decision now.”He paused. “Does she know? Is this about the other woman?”I slammed my hands on the desk. “You will not refer to Daciana as the other woman.”Derek hummed thoughtfully and rose from his seat. “Any other day, this would have been viewed as betrayal to my people. But you saved our home, and we can't thank you enough,” he said firmly.“Don't go telling me about betraya
Daciana's P.O.VWe were friends. Nothing more, nothing less.Then why was I standing in front of him naked? Why was I staring at his hardened dick?Adam submerged himself into the water again and the loud splash snapped me out of my very bad idea of a fantasy.I cleared my throat roughly and walked back to where I'd taken off my clothes. I quickly got dressed and turned to leave.“Daciana?” His voice broke through the silence.I stood, but didn't turn. “Can you help me?” I gasped. “Are you crazy?” I spun around quickly, but he was pointing at his clothes.That's not what I heard in that voice he'd spoken with. It was raw, vulnerable, and seeking something else. But maybe it was just in my head.I took a deep breath, picked up his clothes and took them down to him. He swam towards the edge, but as I leaned forward to hand him the clothes, my foot slipped.“Wow!” I shrieked as I landed with a splash, right into his arms.His grip was firm. One hand around my waist, and another at my b
Daciana's P.O.VThree days.No human interaction, no food, not even water. I locked myself in Milton's bedroom since we returned to the pack. Despite having access to come in if he pleased, he would always knock, and ask if he could.But each time he did, I never gave an answer.His room seemed bigger the more I looked around. And the other night I was talking to myself in my sleep, I was convinced I had lost it.Amelia was staying with Adam. She had a friend her age there, and Adam was more open to look after her than everyone else at the Alpha's Mansion.Cercei was the only one authorised by Milton to enter the room. Every day she came, she would prepare water for my bath, a fresh change of clothes, and food. I never touched any of them.The curtains were drawn down, depriving me the warmth of sunlight. The air was stale, soaked with the scent of my sweat, unwashed sheets, and the distinct sweet smell of coffee.I flipped down the sheets over my face and found Cersei standing at th
Daciana's P.O.V My father always said life was a fleeting breath. A fragile thread that could be spun and severed without our consent.But I always believed otherwise; that every moment leading to our death is, in some way, a choice we make. And that both consciously and in the quiet corners of our mind, we are always preparing for the day life's fair gift comes for us.It felt like none of those things the day he died, and it felt even more empty in this moment. I stared at the lifeless body of my mother, her eyes hadn't closed all the way when she drew her last breath.Nick was also there, and despite not being so close to him, he'd risked his life to save mine.My heart was heavy, and my tears ran down my cheeks as I sobbed quietly.The fight had come to an end, but it had cost me more than I'd imagined. Just the other night we were in her home, and I was only beginning to learn the truth about myself, but now she was gone.“Please wake up,” I pleaded, yanking her off the ground a
Chapter 40 - Along Came DeathMilton's P.O.VI’ve never been to war.I’ve heard stories of it, but never witnessed it.The group and I advanced towards Lyra's Pack as the moon rose above us. The night was chilly, an unfamiliar silence in the woods as we approached their territory.We camped not so far from Lyra’s pack. Adam and Nick had gone to scout the village. They returned an hour later, and the three of us took a walk in solitude.“There are four guards at the entrance gates,” Nick began. “Rogues and Humans too.”I stopped in my tracks and turned to both of them. “Rogues and humans, guarding the same gates together?” I asked.Adam nodded, but still didn't say a word as Nick continued.“The village looks abandoned; there was no sign of Lyra's father or his people.”“Lyra said they were being held in the dungeons. It's an underground prison beneath the Alpha's house.” I informed him.He nodded and went on with his report. “We should attack at first light. The journey has left the w
Milton's P.O.VThey said violence is never the answer. But when the woman you love is abducted by those who only wish to harm her, violence becomes the only clear response you can offer.The village healer was tending to my wounds while everyone else got ready to move.A handful of my best warriors were getting ready to take back Lyra's pack from the rogues, and help find Daciana. The elders gave me counsel. It was a dangerous thing, what we were about to do, so they advised me to stay back in the village while Adam led the expedition. I refused. I wasn't going to let my people fight a war in my name while I sat in my chambers drinking wine and making merry.There was a gentle knock on the door of my office, accompanied by a soft feminine voice.“Milton,” Lyra called. “Can I come in?”She was standing by the now open doorway, her hands stretched in front of her, and her fingers interlocked together. Her eyes failed to meet my gaze, occasionally glancing at everything in the room as