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The study room was silent. As both brothers glanced at Amara, Amara sat at the head of the table, her posture stiff but determined, as she faced the two men who had put her in such a tight situation.

Alpha Darius and Alpha Damon. A small tremor ran through her hands, but she quickly steadied them by gripping the warm cup of coffee before her.

Who would have thought that Amara, once the maid and invisible girl, would now sit here dictating terms to two men whose mere presence could make entire armies tremble?

You can do this, her wolf encouraged, her voice soft but firm in Amaraā€™s mind. Taking a deep breath, Amara met Dariusā€™s curious gaze and began.

There are rules, regulations, and benefits in this contest, she announced. Darius furrowed his brow, but she ignored his silent disapproval and continued.

I will set the rules and regulations. If both of you agree, the contest will officially begin, she said, shifting her gaze
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  • The Luna they both Claimed Ā Ā Ā Felt it

    Panic coursed through Amaraā€™s entire body, leaving her frozen for a moment before she managed to speak. ā€œHow did he get stabbed? Who was it?ā€ she asked, her voice trembling. Darius heaved a deep sigh before answering. ā€œAccording to the information I received from his beta, they left the pack for a meeting with the neighboring pack. During the meeting, a rogue attacked and stabbed Damon.ā€ ā€œWe donā€™t know who sent him or why, because Damon burned the rogue to ashes with his abilities,ā€ he explained. Amara remained silent, swallowing the discomfort rising in her chest. ā€œHeā€™s been brought back to the pack, and the healers are doing their best, but heā€™s losing a lot of blood. Thatā€™s why they reached out to me,ā€ Darius continued. ā€œThen what are we waiting for? Letā€™s go,ā€ Amara said quickly, already rushing to change her clothes. ā€œYou can stay back. Iā€™ll handle it,ā€ Darius suggested. But Amara shook he

  • The Luna they both Claimed Ā Ā Ā Stabbed

    Darius glanced down at Amara with so much desire in his eyes. He wanted herā€”God, he wanted her more than anything in the world. But then he realized she wasnā€™t herself. Amara seemed a bit drunk, and he didnā€™t want them to do anything she would regret the next morning. ā€œIā€™m sorry. I canā€™t go further for now,ā€ he said softly, his tone apologetic. He sighed, brushing a kiss against her forehead. ā€œYou are drunk, Amara,ā€ he sighed, his words heavy with restraint. Amara felt an unspoken desperation rise within her, but she bit it back, unwilling to let him see. Instead, she took a deep breath and allowed herself to relax in his arms, savoring the intoxicating scent of him that clung to him. She inhaled deeply without realizing it, prompting a soft chuckle from him. He pulled her closer, his embrace warm and comforting. ā€œYou had enough now,ā€ he teased with a quiet laugh. Amara rolled her eyes in resp

  • The Luna they both Claimed Ā Ā Ā Drunk

    Alpha. Darius watched as Amara finished her second bottle of beer. When she reached for the third, he gently stopped her, signaling the server to bring the bill. After paying, he stood and told Amara they were leaving. She didn't protest. They walked out of the club in silence and got into his car. Darius stole glances at her as he drove, noticing how she stared blankly out the window. Are you okay? he asked, his voice soft and filled with concern. She nodded without looking at him. You sure? he pressed, but she only gave another nod. Darius sighed and shifted his focus back to the road. Tonight had been meant for fun, but he had ruined it with his words. When they arrived at his apartment, he pulled into the parking space and stepped out. Circling to her side, he opened the door for Amara. Thank you, she murmured, stepping out carefully. His housekeeper wasn't ho

  • The Luna they both Claimed Ā Ā Ā Outing

    Darius stood in a sleek black suit, engaged in a call when the sound of footsteps on the staircase drew his attention. His gaze shifted, instinctively landing on Amara as she descended with effortless grace. Her attire was strikingā€”a short denim skirt that clung perfectly to her curves and a body contour top tucked neatly into it. Accentuating her figure, her red hair cascaded over her shoulders, adding to her allure. Dariusā€™s eyes wandered, taking in the smooth, toned lines of her legs. Unable to resist appreciating her beauty, the conversation on the phone became a distant murmur as Amaraā€™s presence captured his full attention. The words of the investor blurred into the background until he quickly ended the call, muttering a vague excuse. Amara, he greeted, his voice warm. Darius, she replied, her tone calm yet poised. You look stunning, he said, stepping closer to press a light kiss on her forehead b

  • The Luna they both Claimed Ā Ā Ā His Weekend

    Constantly, Darius checked his wristwatch, watching as time passed. Yet, there was no phone call from Amara, not even a text message. Calm down, his wolf urged, prompting Darius to sigh heavily. Just as he was about to glance at his watch again, the beep of his phone caught his attention. Quickly, he reached for it and saw it was a text from Amara. After reading it, he stood, grabbed his jacket from the couch, and headed out of the room. He descended the stairs to the sitting room. He got into his car and drove off, tension knotting his entire body. He had never felt this anxious before. His chest tightened at the thought of making things right without messing up. This was his chance to win Amara over. He couldn't bear to mess it up. When he finally pulled into the hospital parking lot, Amara was already there. She stood by the entrance, her red hair cascading over her shoulders, a striking contrast to the fitted

  • The Luna they both Claimed Ā Ā Ā Losing hope

    Amaraā€™s wolf, Olivia, paced restlessly in her mind. Are you sure about this? Oliviaā€™s voice was laced with concern, but Amara remained silent, curling up in her bed. She didnā€™t have an answer. Not one she was ready to voice. Deep down, though, she believed she had made the best decision. If things continued as they were, the brothers would destroy each other over her. And she couldnā€™t bear to be the cause of their ruin. Itā€™s late, Olivia. Iā€™m going to bed, Amara murmured, retreating into the recesses of her mind. Just as Amara began to drift off, a sharp knock echoed from the door. Curiosity overcame her, and she slipped out of bed, cautiously approaching. Slowly, she turned the doorknob, revealing a face she hadnā€™t expected. Alpha Damon. His usually composed expression was shadowed with worry. Without a word, he stepped inside and quietly closed the door behind him. What ar

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