The Alpha who reigned 30 days

VERALIN I wore a white dress to a grave. Held a red rose for a man who spent 18 years making sure I knew I wasn't his daughter.Everyone here looked like they were waiting for a sign to draw blood. My blood.Their eyes didn't hide it. They watched me like a hawk watching its prey and I wasn't welcomed.From my observation, this wasn't a funeral. It was a coronation party with a corpse in the background.Champagnes, business talks, wolves jockeying for favors with the next heir.Drelia mende. The next heir.Rather than being behind the desk sorting criminals records, I'd only come over to pay my respect, then disappear as always."What's she doing here?" A voice murmured from behind me.I'd ignored it and just dropped the rose on the grave.Drelia kicked it away before it even landed."Part of my nightmares" I thought "part of the scars I couldn't outrun""How dare you show your face here! Illegitimate thing!" She spat on me, eyes red like she actually cried.But the only thing I saw

XADENThe argument started in the war room, where it always did.I'd wore a smug face, like everything doesn't matter, it was better than painting the room red again.I twirled the glass of wine in my hand, barely drank from it, my head void of thoughts.“You’re drunk,” Roseline chipped in.My sister-in-law. Dowager alpha.The woman who’d been holding this pack together with sheer spite since my brother died two years ago.I didn't even want to meet her gaze because she stared at me like I was a loaded gun she wasn’t sure wouldn’t go off.I set the glass down on the table next to me. It didn’t shatter. I had better control than that.“I’m not drunk. I’m done.”“Done with what?” She walked closer, her eyes observant. “With mourning? With protecting Kieran? Or by pretending you don’t want the throne?”Oh, the eight year old. Kieran, my brother's son. The real heir.A kid who still left the hallway light on at night and asked if his dad was watching him from the moon.I smirked loudly li

VERLINHe was my bully and first mate who rejected me at 18.I still saw it when I closed my eyes.Xaden, 21 and already wearing his brother’s blood on his hands, looked at me like I was a mistake.“Not you. Not ever.”The bond snapped and burned, and he walked away without looking back.That was five years ago.Now I was standing on the ridge with nothing but a ruined jacket, a busted phone, and a secret that could get me killed.My borrowed car was a smoking crater 200 yards down the road.His car was the only way off this lonely road.I watched him walk away from me, shoulders tight, jaw set. He didn’t offer his hand. Didn’t say a word. Just left me with the bodies and the smoke.Fuck him! Let him go.I told myself I didn’t need him for exactly thirty seconds.Then I remembered the envelope.It was in my jacket pocket, damp from the rain.I'd taken it out to have a glimpse of it.Inside was a list of names, dates and offshore accounts.All tied to the virel family. Xaden's family.

Xaden"You left her?" The first accusation my wolf uttered gnarling at me.I'd tried to silence him but this time, I can tell he was ready to put on a fight.No response from me, as I was more busy tucking my little nephew kieran under the blanket.As soon as I'd returned, I came over to his room to say a goodnight but I wasn't here alone.Four more terror-stricken bodyguards were with me as though securing a package that might go wrong in my hand.Their eyes were heavy on me, hands at alert to grab their weapons or grow their fingers into claws if a scratch comes to him."Uncle please stay with me tonight" kieran's tender voice muttered, drawing my attention to him.The only voice that comforts me in the midst of the chaos in my head.My cold face breaks into a smile that I'd been learning for a while now."Not now, I've got work to do"He pouted, fluttered his eyes at me and then draws in a long breath.My wolf watched, lagging his tongue as he seems more invested in the girl I lef

VEYLARAHe looked smitten by my words, his eyes sank in like they were memorizing them and I heard whispers from the media line behind us.I didn't even know I was loud enough to have the mass media clamouring for the tea.Will he say yes?Urei suddenly moved to stand beside me, his one hand trailed behind the small of my back, warm and assuring."Get in the car first...then we talk about vows." He said walking me to the car.His other hand found the car handle as he opened it."Is it a yes or no?"His fingers on my back trembled as a sided smile formed on his lips.I didn't care if he was old enough to be my father but was sure that his protection would be guaranteed."Dear, car ride first"Is this an indirect rejection?Why doesn't the male even want me? Am I ugly? Because I'm powerless?Wearily, I sat in the car, to drown in yet another rejection.After shopping for what took like 20 minutes of the time, twirling around to have Urei pick the perfect dramatic office wear, got to eat