MasukAuroraA guard stepped in thereafter as the door turned open, and I immediately recognized him as the guard from the kitchen the previous day, during that welcoming party.The very same man who had glared at me with so much hate and resentment. Yet here he stood now, his head bowed as he spoke with unexpected politeness.“Greetings, Luna. The Alpha asked that I inform you the car is ready and awaiting your presence,” he said, his posture composed, his voice softer than I had ever heard from any guard before.“Alright then,” I said, squaring my shoulders. “I will follow after you.” I said, turning to Mia, and then the emotions all resurfaced. But Mia nodded in firm acknowledgment and approval as I turned to pick up the small things I had already packed in my small, ragged, worn leather bag.“No… You can't go with that either.” The guard stopped me, but immediately seemed to remember his actions, like he had been knocked on the head.“Apologies, Luna,” he said, bowing again, “but my Al
AuroraTime seemed to move too fast, ticking relentlessly as the weight of everything pressed down on the entire packhouse like an invisible storm ready to break.I dared not step out of my room after the council’s decision and everything that followed. The tension in the air was suffocating, thick with uncertainty, and I had no idea what would come next after that meeting. But one thing was certain; it didn't seem to be one that would be peaceful, and definitely a path that would be free from chaos or danger.With the way Liam had stormed out of that hall, with his silent promises and hardened glare, I bet anyone would even freak out as time ticked faster and then evening slowly crawled in.Cold air slipped through the cracked, shabby window, brushing against my skin and sending sharp chills down my spine. It was strange, both soothing and burning at the same time, like comfort wrapped in quiet pain.“You need to stay still and trust our mate this time. I strongly believe he’s got o
AuroraIt broke me, in ways I couldn't even explain, the weight slammed into my chest too heavily, that I was even amazed how I could have still been standing, talking with my two legs still rooted to the floor, my arms locked stiffly at my sides instead of collapsing, instead of digging into the cold marble beneath me where I stood, barely holding myself together.Liam was an asshole, a pathetic one at that, to call me a liar, a manipulator in front of everyone. But one thing he didn't see coming was that unlike before, I can't continue to remain weak or fragile under his suffocating presence.I don't even understand anymore. Maybe everything had piled up too far, rising up my throat, threatening to choke me at any second… or maybe this was simply the breaking point, the raw, unbearable weight of it all finally spilling over.You know that saying, that when water reaches its brim, it is better to let it flow on its own… otherwise, it bursts?I guess that was where I stood now. I coul
Damian I don't know if it was me she had looked at, but something deep and unsettling rumbled within me, just by the thought that those soft, lingering eyes had been directed at Liam.“First, I would begin with the fact that my two sons can be found arguing over anything but a lady…”“No, Dad,” I cut in abruptly, my voice sharper than intended, “not just any lady, but my ma…te,” I corrected, not even imagining how that tasted on my lips, nor how I even followed that line.The entire air stilled, with wide eyes.“You can't be serious, she's your mate.” Liam shot back, his voice dropping with venom. “What proof do you have to justify your claims?” Liam asked, his eyes burning red. “Or are you only saying this to get your own pound of flesh? To get your own revenge?” Liam stood up, his eyes meeting mine, daring, furious, blood red, his wolf dangerously close to the surface, and I was also fuming, with Aaron almost surfacing.The entire hall felt insignificant until Dad’s voice blared in
Damian I know Liam is my brother, my kid brother, and I’m not even happy that this is happening between us. I’m not happy about this long-standing tension, this festering feud that refuses to die no matter how much time passes.But do I just stay calm and pretend none of it ever happened? Do I erase every single detail of that taunting, that traumatic past that mercilessly shredded pieces of my heart and left them bleeding in silence?Do I keep calm and watch him make a mess of me again… and again… and again?Shattering me in ways unimaginable?And always walking away with that cruel, satisfied look on his face like he’s won something?Does he even see me as his brother, his blood? Other than some rival Alpha he is trying to break down and disarm? And constantly looking for ways to do that?Shit.I got to my room, pacing around and poured myself a generous amount of red wine. The liquid burned as it slid down my throat, spreading through my system, and I let it, welcomed it, hoping t
Aurora“And there she is… the bride I had chosen for myself.” He announced, his voice cold and sharp, sending a ripple of murmurs crashing through the hall.It wasn’t even brief; it was a full-blown fuss, just as Liam’s voice cut through the air, breaking in from an alternate microphone I hadn’t even noticed earlier, sitting behind on the table.“No… I take exception to that.” Liam’s voice thundered through the hall, commanding every inch of space. Even the walls seemed to carry the weight of his deep baritone voice.“You can’t choose a bride that’s already mine. How silly were you thinking when you decided to humiliate yourself in front of everyone?” He turned sharply, his eyes burning into mine, rich with rage and wrapped with unspoken wrath.“Aurora here is the mate I have chosen to stand by me as my bride, and that is a decision I didn’t even take on my own.”The hall fell into a chorus of rumbles, and Alpha Lucas’ voice rose above them. “What do you mean you didn’t make that deci







