LOGINIrabella's twin sister Isabella stole the one thing that should have been sacred: her fated mate. Forced by her parents to hide her bond and watch as Alpha Daemon married Isabella, Irabella was exiled for five years after Isabella framed her for attempted murder. Now she's back, and the mate bond she thought would fade has only grown stronger. Daemon feels an inexplicable pull to his wife's sister but doesn't understand why. As forbidden attraction ignites between them, secrets begin to unravel. When the truth comes to light, Daemon must choose between the wife he thought was his mate and the woman who actually is. But can Irabella forgive the man who believed the lies and cast her out? And can their bond survive the betrayal that tore them apart?
View MoreCHAPTER TEN — "Testing The Wolf"Call it selfish.Call it exactly what it was — a woman who had been cornered in a hallway, threatened, almost kissed, and left standing there with her pulse in her throat and something that felt dangerously close to excitement where fear was supposed to be.I sent the file anyway.Derek's confirmation came back in forty minutes. I read it once. Set my phone down. Picked it back up.Gold eyes. Tight jaw. His breath on my neck.Think carefully, Ira.I thought carefully.Hit confirm.His office had been a war zone since six AM.Not visibly — nothing was overturned, nothing was broken. The files were open, the desk was ordered, everything exactly where it belonged. But the energy inside that room had weight to it. The kind that pressed against the walls and seeped under the door and reached his staff before they reached him.His first assistant knocked at seven. No answer. Knocked again at seven forty. Nothing. By eight she was communicating exclusively th
CHAPTER NINE — "Thrilled"I woke up angry.Not the clean kind of angry that has a clear source and a clear solution. The complicated kind — the kind that sits on your chest before your eyes are fully open and doesn't move when you try to breathe around it.His voice in the hallway.I'm not going to let you go easily.His breath on my neck. His chest against my back. His finger tracing my lips like he had the right — like five years of someone else's marriage was a detail too small to matter. I lay in the dark of my room in the pack house and stared at the ceiling and told myself I was angry.I was.I was also wet.I squeezed my eyes shut. Tried to redirect. Tried to think about the interview. The closed door. The man behind the desk and his careful face and you offended someone powerful — tried to build the anger back up to the size it needed to be to drown out everything else.His finger on my jaw.The slow trace of it.I gave up.My hand moved under the sheets before I finished deci
CHAPTER EIGHT — "Never Letting Go"The office was quiet.Daemon stood exactly where she'd left him — facing the door, the air still carrying the shape of everything that had just happened in it. Her words. Her finger between them. The way she'd held his gaze without flinching and then turned and walked out like she was the one with all the power.She was.That was the part he hadn't accounted for.He moved to the desk. Slowly. Sat in the chair and looked at the surface of it — the wood grain, the files he hadn't touched, the pen sitting at the exact angle he'd left it this morning before the day had become whatever this day had become.His eyes moved to the spot.Where her hands had been. Both palms flat against the wood, her weight behind them, leaning into him with that cold fury that was somehow more dangerous than heat. He could still see the faint impression of it — or maybe he was constructing it, the mind filling in what it wanted to find.He reached out.Slow. Without deciding
. "Don't Touch Me"He was expecting me.I could tell the moment I pushed the office door open — the way he was sitting, chair angled slightly toward the door, no surprise on his face, no adjustment. Just that wall. That absolute unreadable wall looking back at me like he'd set a clock and I'd arrived exactly on time.I closed the door behind me.Crossed the room.Put both hands flat on his desk and leaned in until there was nothing between his face and mine but air and everything neither of us had said yet."You killed it."Not a question. Not an accusation that needed his confirmation. A fact I was placing between us like evidence on a table.He looked at me.Said nothing.That face — still, controlled, giving me absolutely zero — which was its own answer. Had always been its own answer. Daemon didn't deny things that were true. He simply didn't confirm them either, and lived in the space between like it was a country he owned."What makes you think I'm the one?"His voice came out
Chapter NineIrabella's POVNobody moved for three full seconds after my mother's invitation landed.Then Daemon stepped into the living room and the whole atmosphere shifted the way it always did when he walked into a space. Like the room rearranged itself around him without being asked.He sat.M
Chapter SixIsabella sat at her vanity.The mirror showed a woman who had everything. A powerful husband. A pack that worshipped her. A life built exactly the way she wanted it.She should be satisfied.She wasn't.Her phone was in her hand. She'd been gripping it for twenty minutes. Her knuckles w
Sleep was a joke I'd been staring at the ceiling for three hours, counting cracks in the plaster like they meant something. Like if I found the right pattern, my brain would finally shut up.It wouldn't.My wolf had been restless since dinner. Since I'd made the decision not to go
Isabella's POVI came down for water.That's all. Just water.The house was dark and quiet and mine. No staff hovering. No pack members watching my face for cues. No performance required. Just me and the silence at two in the morning, moving through my own home in bare feet.Except it wasn't my hom






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