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1. Desperation

Lana’s POV I sat in the cold, sterile room of the hospital; the scent of antiseptic and sickness hung heavy within the air. My mother lay in the bed, her body frail and with machines and wires hooked on her. There was only a soft beeping of the monitors in the quiet of the room, a relentless reminder of just how fragile things were. I felt the doctors words echo-against my skull, cold, landing hard blows one after another on my already fragile mind: critical condition, urgent surgery, no guarantees. It felt like someone kicked me in the guts, sucking all the air from my lungs. My head was a jumble of fear and panic. How was I to be able to afford surgery? I didn't have any savings; I didn't have any family. My mother's medical bills were already growing, while I wasn't able to do much at all. My job drained me and gave me pennies as compensation. The doctor's voice cut through my thoughts, firm but sympathetic. "Miss Reynolds, I'm afraid we can't delay any longer. Your mother ne

2. Meeting by Chance

Max's POV I stood at the bar, nursing a glass of scotch as I scanned the crowded room. The charity gala was in full swing, the city elite of werewolves mingling, laughing with one another. Soft strains of live jazz filtered across the room with clinking glasses and the hum of polite conversation. I had been seen, it would appear I was supposed to be seen, but growing in my tummy all night, the feeling of being uneasy wouldn't leave me. As I prepared to turn away, my glance met that of one of my friends-an Alpha too and a close one-Lucas. An eyebrow shot up, accompanied by a mischievous grin. "Hey, Max, still flying solo, I see," he said loudly enough for the whole room to hear. I felt a burst of anger but kept my cool. "Just enjoying the evening, Lucas," I said with a neutral tone. But Lucas wasn't quite done. "You know, Max, some of us are starting to wonder if you're ever going to find a mate," he jeered. "Maybe you're just not cut out for it." I felt the flush of his anger,

3. Unexpected Encounter

Lana's POV I looked up at the person I'd bumped into, and my heart sank. He looked like a Greek god and his well tailored suit that looked like it probably costs more than I’ve earned my whole life made a pit form in my stomach. "Oh no, I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed, shaking my voice, stepping away from him. "I am so sorry; I wasn't looking where I was going." I turned around and walked off quickly, cursing the fact that this could be the most horrible beginning to a day. First, depressing news from a doctor, a boss refusing the request, now this bumping into some wealthy man who might just report this to my boss and get me fired. As I walked, I felt the pricking of tears at the corners of my eyes, trying to hold them in to no avail. I started sobbing, cursing my fate. "Why does this always happen to me?" I said to myself in a sad and shaking voice. "Can't I ever get a good break? Why does my mother need to fall ill? Why would my boss need to refuse me?" I went into the hall where m

4. A Bride’s Reflection

Lana's POV. I stood in front of the mirror, surrounded by a group of maids all trying to doll me up for the big day. They chattered and laughed as they worked, but I was silent-a thousand miles away. How did I end up here? I thought, my eyes glazing over as I stared at my reflection. Just a couple of weeks ago, I was working as a lowly receptionist, barely making ends meet. And now, I was about to marry one of the wealthiest men in the city. But as I thought of my mother, of how healthy and happy she was now that she'd gotten the surgery, courtesy of Max, my thoughts were tempered. I'd done this for her, I reminded myself. I'd made this sacrifice for her. Until at last, they finished their job, and I was transformed into a bride. My hair flowed in soft cascades down my back, the makeup was subdued yet elegant, and my white wedding gown fitted to perfection. But I did not see a bride beautiful standing and staring back in the mirror, but a girl who had sold herself for the health a

5. The harsh Reality

Lana's POV. "Yes, thank you ma'am." I added with a bow even though the person on the other end of the phone could not see me. I burst into Max's library after politely hanging up the phone, excitement radiating from every pore. "Max, I have the most amazing news!" I exclaimed, hardly able to contain myself. I had just received the call of a lifetime: the Smiths, one of the richest families in town, had given me the contract to design the wedding dress for their daughter's wedding. A dream come true, I couldn't wait to share it with Max. Max looked up from the papers he was studying, his face unreadable. "What is it, Lana?" he asked in that dry and unenthusiastic tone of voice. I took a deep breath and tried to catch it in. "I just got a call from the Smiths' wedding planner; they've awarded me a contract to design the wedding dress for their daughter's wedding!" I exclaimed, expecting some semblance of reaction from him again. But Max didn't change his expression. He nodded sligh

6. Crossed line

Lana's POV Max's gaze remained on me, eyes burning against mine. I hadn't given him an answer yet. Because I hadn't even expected him to show up now. “Thought I was asking a question? Where are you off to?” he asked calmly, but even the calmness gave off the calm-before-the-storm energy. "I'm off to meet with Sophia," I replied quietly, my fingers playing with the edge of my clothes. "We're having a celebratory dinner. It's just one night." His brows creased in disapproval and it looked like he was about to say something when his phone rang. Giving me a final glance, he walked into the nearest room to take the call. Perfect. He didn't say whether or not to wait. Taking my cue, I turned around, made for the door, and out I was. I knew I wasn't supposed to leave without getting his go-ahead, but I needed the air. So I tried to not care and just took what I thought I needed. The driver, upon setting eyes on me, opened the door wordlessly and I slipped into the sleek car be

7. His Curse

Max's POVIt wasn't dawn yet when my fists slammed into the training dummy for the sixth time. My knuckles ached beneath the wraps, I was sweaty all over, and I honestly felt exhausted, but I kept going. Over and over because I needed a way to vent. To feel something other than the girl living in my house.Lana....Just the thought of her made my chest burn with something inextinguishable. Anger and confusion. Something worse?I hated being disobeyed. She just had one thing to do. Abide by my rules.And what was worse? She went out dancing with some man I planned on paying a visit to later.Ethan had forwarded some photos alongside a note that said: "You seeing this?"Oh, I had. And I haven't stopped playing the images in my head since.She'd been laughing even when the ridiculous human held her waist in the name of dancing. Like she was some food on parade.And that was where the problem lay. Because she wasn't someone random to have a dance with. She belonged to someone.And that so

8. The contract’s Weight

Lana's POVSilence swept through the mansion. A choking kind of silence. It was barely the one that could be filled with loud music or distracting yourself by humming a song. It was the kind that stuck, clinging to your skin in a cold and suffocating way. It was like walking through the fog that saw you as unwanted.He still wasn't saying anything to me.It's been what? About 5 agonizing days since I dropped by the bar to see Sophia, and he still refused to even look at me outside the bare minimum.I wasn't even supposed to feel bothered about it, but it was hard not to when the house felt like some captive's camp all of a sudden.He surprisingly didn't have me banned from going anywhere, but I wasn't foolish enough to cross that line more than once.It felt like the whole thing was a punishment of some sort. Why did I feel like I was being watched by everyone?The butler gave me completely weird looks. Like he was paying attention so I didn't take off or something. I didn't even get

9. Uninvited

Lana's POVMax left early that morning. I'd thought that I'd get the chance to tell him that I was sorry since I didn't get to say it before. To maybe crack the ice.But nope. He only seemed to want to avoid me more and it stung in a way. I didn't like how the only thing that rang louder than his silence was the weight that came with being.....tolerated.Of course. That was what I was now, wasn't I? Someone being tolerated.I had no idea what the time was since the mansion had zero clocks on the walls. Time seemed to be measured by the light that streamed through the windows and for me, by the occasional knocks at my door for lunch, dinner and breakfast.I was in bed, staring upward as counting the ceiling had seemingly become my daily routine when a knock came on my door."Ma'am....." the voice called from outside my door.Wasn't it too early for lunch?I got up to open the door anyway and I found one of the housekeepers standing there. Today, it was a middle-aged woman who tried to

10. The truth in her smile

Lana's POV"She's my wife," he cooly said. "Lana Donovan."He wasn't holding me. Wasn't staking any claim on me. Not even a smile or a glance.It was just as if he was stating some random but obvious fact.Swallowing the lump in my throat, I forced a smile onto my face as the cameras kept clicking on repeat.His wife. Not his Luna.Wow.Walking inside, I was genuinely left in awe. The interiors were top-notch, and the ballroom was filled with wolves in designer clothes that glimmered like frost.There were lots of faces that I didn't recognize, but every person who had eyes on me seemed to be sizing me up. Some people even exchanged whispers but stopped whenever I looked in their direction.Max kept mute about it. Said nothing.Leading me through dinner while sitting beside me, he had polite conversations with the people I suspected were the board members and pack leaders.And me? I just smiled when I felt like it was expected of me at that moment. I kept nodding at their words even w

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