Se connecter“We have laws in our world and a body to help uphold and keep those Laws,” Alpha Aesop said, and I wondered why he chose those words. His eyes scanned the room, sharp, calculating.“Clara is here because of those laws, Dominic. When Margaret demanded her rights a few days after the incident at the border, I told her, as her Alpha, to be patient for you.”I felt my chest tighten instantly. My fingers clenched over my belly. The life inside me stirred, and I felt the weight of everything pressing down. Dominic’s hand rested over mine, offering warmth and grounding, but my thoughts refused to settle.Clara. Seeing her name, even spoken by my father-in-law, was like a knife twisting in my chest. I could see her clearly in my mind, standing there, her stomach already rounding, carrying Eric’s child, carrying a part of my past. Memories I thought I had buried my first love, the way Eric had looked at me, the promises we had whispered in the dark—flooded back, uninvited and cruel.Margaret’s
NylaThe air in the family room felt heavier than ever. Dominic stood close, his hand brushing against mine, grounding me. His jaw was tight, eyes sharp, and even though he didn’t speak, I knew his mind was running a thousand miles an hour. The events of the past days—the attack, the accident, the lies, the secrets—had left a trail of tension that hung in the room like a storm cloud.Alpha Aesop cleared his throat, and immediately, the room stilled. Every eye turned to him, a mixture of fear, respect, and impatience flashing across their faces. I felt my chest tighten. His presence was commanding, even when seated. I could feel the weight of every word he was about to say pressing down on all of us.“Recent developments have forced me to review certain matters,” he said, adjusting himself in his seat. His voice was calm, deliberate, but the kind of calm that carried the quiet threat of a storm. I hated these mornings when he called the family together. It was more formal than any actu
Nyla When Dominic told me of the new developments, my heart broke. I had worked so hard to prepare for the academy, to prove myself beyond what anyone had ever expected of me. I had sacrificed countless hours, pushed myself to limits that tested both my body and my mind. Although I had joined the academy because of Eric, because of the challenges we faced together back then, I had gained far more than I had ever imagined. I had proven that I could do whatever I set my heart to, that I could stand on my own, even in the most extreme situations. And now, to have it all paused, to have my plans put on hold because of family politics and dangerous developments, felt like a cruel twist of fate. My chest tightened as I tried to breathe through the frustration and disappointment, but Dominic’s hand on mine, still resting over the life growing inside me, grounded me. He had always been my anchor, and he had never let me falter even when everything else seemed uncertain. “You’ve done more
I held her hand in mine, feeling the gentle rise and fall of her breathing. For a moment, the chaos outside and the weight of everything that had happened seemed distant. The warmth between us reminded me that no matter the threats, no matter the lies or schemes, this life, this connection, was real. It needed to be protected. It had to be protected.Nyla’s eyes stayed locked on mine, calm but reflecting the tiny flickers of fear that still lingered beneath the surface. I could see it in the way her fingers trembled slightly when she adjusted them over her stomach. My heart ached for her, for the fragility she carried and the strength she did not always realize she had.“You trust me,” I said softly, almost as if saying it aloud would reinforce it.She nodded, her gaze unwavering. “I do, Dominic.”Her words were both a reassurance and a burden. I understood completely. Trust is earned, but it is also fragile. And now, with everything at stake, even one misstep could shatter it.I brus
Dominic’s The air at the outer border felt wrong the moment I stepped out of the car.Not just tense. Not just chaotic.Wrong.There was a kind of silence beneath the noise. The kind that settles after something deliberate, something planned. Men moved around the wreckage, voices low, urgent, but controlled. Too controlled for what should have been a random attack.This was no accident.My father stood near the damaged barricade, his back straight despite the destruction around him. Even from a distance, I could see the tightness in his shoulders. That alone told me how serious this was.I walked toward him quickly, my boots crunching against gravel and shattered glass. My eyes scanned everything instinctively. A black SUV sat at an angle near the fence, its front completely crushed. The metal barrier had been forced open, not just hit.Forced.That meant intent.“Dominic,” my father said as I approached, his voice steady but heavy. “You came fast.”“I had to,” I replied, my gaze mov
I woke up and found Nyla reading by my side. I managed to sit up. When I saw the mark on her neck, I smiled, realizing I had not dreamed it up.“Good afternoon, Dominic,” she said and smiled at me, and I looked around. “You slept through the night, into the morning. Your father linked me several…”I reached for her hand and felt the warmth and softness that always calmed me. Her eyes met mine, calm yet still carrying the faint shadows of fear from her accident. I traced my fingers along the curve of her cheek and then instinctively rested my hand over the small swell of her belly. She was three and a half months pregnant, and I could feel the life within her. The subtle roundness of her stomach reminded me how precious she was, how delicate this new life was, and how fiercely I would protect both of them.“You look beautiful, even now,” I said quietly, my voice low so only she could hear. Her cheeks tinged with pink, and she gave me a small smile. “You really think so?” she asked soft
Nyla“Nyla… Nyla…” Dominic whispered, his voice thick with need and urgency, catching his breath as he pressed me gently onto the bed. His hands were firm, controlling, yet careful, spreading my legs apart with a possessive insistence.“Your toys… they won’t do this for you,” he said, his tone low
Nyla.The resort felt like a different world—quiet, secluded, and untouched by chaos. The soft hum of the ocean, the scent of salt and blooming flowers, the warm sunlight spilling across the balcony—it was serene, almost unreal.Dominic was… perfect. Not flawless, but perfect in all the ways that m
“You can feed your eyes, Nyla,” Dominic said, his voice low, teasing, yet laced with that dominant edge that made her shiver. “Trust me, I feed mine every night—watching you sleep, tucking the blanket around you, making sure you’re safe. That’s my favorite part.”Nyla’s cheeks heated instantly. She
Nyla The air in the car felt thick, almost suffocating, as I sat quietly beside Dominic. His hands gripped the steering wheel with a tension I could feel radiating through the leather. The fight with Eric earlier still burned fresh in my mind the way his voice had cracked, the sharp words exchange







