LOGIN"Everything you have done since you threw me away has been to make yourself feel better about what you did."Levi's jaw tightened, that flicker of gold bleeding through his eyes before he forced it back. His wolf was right there, clawing at his control, and mine answered with a low snarl curling in my ribs."I still care about you, Mikka.""That's your problem.""You don't mean that." He stepped closer, the garden air thick with night jasmine and the old scent of us that I hated still recognizing."I mean every word." My voice didn't shake, and that was victory enough.He swallowed. "You really hate me that much?""I don't hate you, Levi."His shoulders loosened, stupid hope flashing across his face."I hate the woman I became when I loved you."He went still. Not the thoughtful stillness, the predator stillness, like his wolf had just been punched.I walked past him, my shoulder brushing his chest, and I let my wolf push just enough dominance into it to make him feel it."Keep your c
I left the water running down my head, scrubbing my body like I was insane, cussing and asking myself why I kissed her.I'd blame it on my wolf, he just couldn't control himself, mostly around her and that was terrifying.I felt so stupid and heavy that after shower, I stared at the mirror to caution myself but suddenly, I just didn't regret it, rather she was occupying my mind.Not wanting to think about her, I crawled to the bed, had my hands on my throbbing dick and inhaled softly while forcing my brain to think hockey.My eyes had barely closed when a knock came on the door. I yanked up from the bed and reflexively reached the door.Like I knew she was the one but a sudden rush of excitement was in me to answer her.I'd opened the door before it crossed my mind and there she was in a track suit, hands crossed and face as serious as a brewing storm.I learned towards my doorframe, a brows rose as i had a lot of assumptions in my head.Perhaps, she realizes she needed me or maybe ov
Damian denies knowing about the child, but he cannot deny the possibility. A DNA test is carried out, the result proves that Damian is the child's father.Mabel is destroyed, everything she thought she had rebuilt begins falling apart.She remembers the way Damian touched her, protected her and looked at her during the fourteen days, she now believes it was all a lie.She thinks Damian knew about the child and deliberately kept it from her, the worst part is that the child is exactly three years old.The same age as the baby Mabel believes she lost. Damian tries to investigate the result, but Mabel refuses to listen and she left him.This becomes their second breakup, unlike the first time, Damian does not force her to stay, he lets her walk away, even though it nearly destroys him.Secretly, he orders his men to protect her, he also begins his findings on Selene.While she was away, Ronan entered her life again, trying to offer condolences and whenever Damian sees her with him, he's
But when Ethan got to the door, he turned and said; “Do you want me to tell the team captain that you got beaten up by your new roommate?”Seven scoffed and eyed him. "Get out"Ethan sucked his breathe and winked an eye at me.I tried not to chuckle as these two were really something else.My wolf went on to lick her paws, pleased to have a night with this two boys around.“Goodnight, lovebirds.”Seven threw the nearest plate at him, It missed by several feet and me, I grunt annoyingly before Ethan laughed all the way out.There was silence as I rolled my eyes, crossed my arms and stared back at Seven."What was that?"I was confused by that sudden question as his serious gaze didn't waiver."What do you mean?" I asked taking the apple in the middle."Being all clingy to him"I choked on what I was eating as I lifted my eyes at him, quite jinxed. What was his problem now?"I wasn't, he was just being a nice friend""Who says he's a friend?" He adjusted himself on the chair, still drow
couldn't even squeeze out a word as my eyes were already bringing out tears.The ballroom looked impossibly far away, nobody could hear me or come and then...A fist suddenly crashed into his face, his grip released and I fell to the floor, coughing violently.The man staggered backward as a second punch sent him crashing against the wall.I froze when a familiar voice said."Stay away from her."With my hands massaging my sore throat, I lifted my head only to find Brian standing between I and the attacker.His shirt was half untucked, his sleeves rolled to his elbows and his knuckles were already bleeding.He looked furious, the man reached for something inside his jacket but brian was faster and landed blows on his face, so precise.More men burst of the blue and he took them down.For a moment, I forgot I had almost been thrown over a balcony, because...What the hell?Was this the same Brian who had stood in front of my father that morning and answered every question with a nervou
So rather than focusing on my terrified dad, Damian had it all, my attention.“You rejected her three years ago,” he reminded “You broke her and walked away. So don't come back into my home with your men, your power and that damn arrogance and expect me to believe you're here because you suddenly care about her.”We weren't in a graveyard but the silence felt like this was the place and slowly, Damian lowered his glass, he nearly rebuked him, taking one step to block Dad from me.I anxiously bumped Damian's shoulder with my heart inside my throat and when his eyes settled on me, he suddenly stepped back and placed his nonchalant grim on.Dad's grip on my arm was more fierce, he just wouldn't let me speak despite the fact he demanded an avid response.“Mabel, if he forced you into anything, tell me now.” His eyes pleaded with mine. “Because whatever happens tonight, I will not hand my daughter back to that man.”I wanted Dad to drag me away from him and promise me I'd never have to see
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 sist
VERALINThe word didn’t make sense at first.Heiress? I mean the next alpha was me?Laughter died as the crowd shifted like a single entity, moving towards my direction.Confusion and anger were written on most of their faces.Even the sky turned heavy like a storm was about to break."What?"My vo
VERALINThe next minute had me walking like my life depended on it.I needed to stay alive at least before thinking of ascending the throne.Not until a Lamborghini purred to a stop beside me.I wouldn't call it a cab. Who the hell uses a $300,000 car to pick up strays?Except that, I suddenly beca
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 welc







