Kara Elio had picked out the outfit he wanted me to wear. It was a lace corset jumpsuit with a white full skirt that went around my waist, and a single elegant slit graced one side. Aaliyah and mum helped me get into it as I was terrified it would tear the fabric was so fragile. “Cahya just mind linked me. I best go get ready to see you down the aisle. This is so great, Kara!” Aaliyah gushes, as she places a quick kiss on my cheek before she turns to leave the room. My heart races as I know there isn’t much time left to go now. I want to ask mum what I should do but how can I? isn’t it too late for me to back out? “Kara, I have something for you,” mum begins breaking the silence as I turn and we sit on the bed. She pulls out a small box handing it to me. I give her a smile. It’s not the first time she has given me a gift, but something about the one today felt special. As I cautiously lift the lid of the box, a glimmer catches my eye. Inside, nestled on a bed of velvet, lie two exq

Elio There was a niggle in my chest. My wolf was restless. Ever since I saw her gazing out the window, I could just tell she was up to something. To make matters worse, she looked fucking stunning. I wanted to rush upstairs and fuck her, something I have wanted to do since the day we met. I had seen her father go up to fetch her, and her mother was looking rather shifty. Did she say something to her? “Aaliyah … how did Kara seem?” I ask pulling her to the side so no one else could hear. She bit her lip, something she has always done around me trembling slightly. I want to roll my eyes and force her to tell me, but I know Cahya will have my balls if I scare his mate again. “She seemed nervous … it’s a big day alpha,” she tells me respectfully as I give her a look. Nervous … whatever for? I have been nothing but nice to her and she is nervous. I growl at her and she squeaks as Cahya then appears beside me, pulling her into his chest protectively. I roll my eyes at him and he just sta

Elio I mind linked Cahya telling him to clear everyone out and cancel the ceremony. In addition, I requested he bring her parents to my office for the meeting. I was so angry I could feel the heat still burning through my skin. I had no idea how she was silent, but she just lay there like a doll in my arms. I had wanted her to be submissive, but not catatonic. No doubt she was thinking about her lover, her mate that she couldn’t be with anymore. She thought she could fool me! I was prepared to exhibit to her explicitly what happened if you crossed me. I jostled her, so she landed with my shoulder, digging into her stomach. She didn’t make a sound. Not a peep came from her lips. What was it that she was blathering on about anyway to do with the blood oath? Is that why she ran? She saw her out and took it fleeing her wedding? Our wedding. To make matters worse, she was almost naked. I couldn't take my eyes off her perfect peach, which bounced with every step I took. Did she have to

Kara Marquis led me silently down to the omega floor, the dimly lit corridor lined with steel doors. The air felt heavy and suffocating, filled with a mixture of anticipation and despair. The faint sound of distant footsteps echoed through the narrow passageway, creating an eerie atmosphere. As we descended further, the scent of stale air mingled with a faint odour of desperation, a reminder of the lives confined within these walls. The omega floor was divided into two distinct sections - breeders and servants. The thought of becoming a breeder sent shivers down my spine, but I clung to the hope of being assigned as a servant, a role I believed I could endure. I liked baking. I enjoy cleaning but having to be forced to sleep with someone … I’d rather die. I don’t even think my father, the monster that he was, had an omega floor. He must have had alternative approaches. Perhaps he believed he didn't require one. As we walked, the castle slowly faded away, the beautiful architectur

Kara I had zero sleep last night, and it had nothing to do with the lumpy mattress, the cold temperature, or the barely there blanket; it was all because of Elio. I know I made a mistake, but he didn’t even want to hear me out. He wouldn’t even listen as to why; I was so angry my whole body was shaking. I got up and headed upstairs to bring him his breakfast, which I had half a mind to spit in for him being so obtuse! I knocked on the door, remembering Marcels words about not going in here unless he told you too. Did that still count? Was I supposed to leave his breakfast outside? I placed the tray down on the floor and checked if the door was locked. It clicked open, much to my annoyance. Using my foot and hip to wedge the door open, I picked up the tray and hurried along, looking for somewhere to place the tray and get out of here. I wonder where he was? Would I be able to grab some of my things? I thought about the phone Gabriel gave me but I had no idea if I would have a signal