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Chapter 11: The Alpha's Mind

Cedrick’s POVThe aroma of aged leather and the subtle fragrance of ancient pages permeated the air, grounding me as I reviewed our pack’s latest reports. Percival’s sudden knock interrupted my thoughts. He entered quietly, his face shadowed with hesitation, his hand clenched around a rolled parchment.“Alpha, there’s someone by the door. He said he came from the beta’s mansion, the Cyprus manor.” Percival’s voice held a hint of shock, which was rare for him. He knew as well as I did that Tyrone, the beta, had recently taken the omega I’d once claimed and discarded.I paused, studying him intently. “What business could they possibly have with me?” My voice was steady, though my chest felt tight at the mention of Tyrone. Why now? And why at my doorstep?He looked down, as if weighing his words. “They wouldn’t tell me much,” he murmured, “only that it’s something you need to see yourself.”Suppressing a sigh, I pushed myself out of my chair. “Then I suppose it’s my duty to entertain the

Chapter 12: Stuck In A Loop

Cedrick's POVThe night was shrouded in a palpable tension as I waited in Master Giovanni’s estate for Hannah to finish dressing. He sat across from me, sipping his tea, his watchful eyes assessing me as though he were measuring every word that left my mouth. His questions were veiled, probing, ensuring that his daughter’s future was secured. And yet, I could feel the weight of unspoken disapproval when the conversation turned to Eloise.“That woman… I cannot believe she’s marrying before my Hannah. A low-ranking, undisciplined girl, assuming a position of power.” His voice was bitter, laced with contempt.I tilted my head slightly, studying his reaction. “Would you rather have dealt with her yourself?” I paused, giving him a hard look. “I heard you were considering it before Tyrone stepped in. You must have been quite disappointed.”Giovanni’s fingers twitched as he feigned a laugh, his eyes shifting uneasily. “Now, Cedrick, I don’t deal in such… matters. Why would I bother with someo

Chapter 13: Not The Way I Expected It

Eloise POVThe night had dragged on, leaving nothing but shadows, the fading echoes of laughter, and a dull ache in my chest. All around me, the aftermath of the party was evident—men leaning too heavily on their companions, women gripping their partners like lifelines, and the unsettling sight of drunken gazes meeting across the room. I felt like an intruder, a ghost witnessing these raw, unguarded moments that left no room for anything else. Sadness took root within me as I wondered if I truly belonged here.Tyrone was saying his farewells, and I stood beside him, merely an accessory, a silent smile fixed on my face like it had always been that way.For a few brief hours, it had felt like we were truly together, like we had shared a love that could outshine the brightest of stars. But now, I felt small and lost in the vastness of his world.A voice broke my thoughts. “Are you alright?”I froze, a chill washing over me as I turned to see Rufford standing there, watching me with tha

Chapter 14: The Life Of The Married

Eloise' POVThe sense of silence in between us was solid and oppressive as he held my hand and led me along the wide halls of the top level of his mansion. His grip was delicate but imposing, the icy feeling of his hand burning through mine, driving insufficient thrills up my arm. As we went, the stillness rolled out before us, and my heart felt like it was thundering against my chest. Every stride created a huge echo in the large empty hallway. Every detail--the subtle scrape of the ground, the faint glow of the flame, the frigid wind brushing through one's elbows--kept my dread level high.I felt an ominous churning contained within me, a conflict of fright and a positive outlook. What if he had no affection for me? What if he just saw what was wrong with me or the child, I had on me that wasn't his? I gulped, feeling an unpleasant sensation in my gut as I grappled to maintain my look straight ahead, trying not to compromise the dissent on my visage.When we came to a halt, he tur

Chapter 15: The Heat Of The Night

Tyrone's POVThe night was silent, yet inside me, there was a roaring chaos that wouldn’t quiet down. Her face—Eloise’s face—kept haunting me, flickering like a light I couldn’t shut off. No matter how hard I tried to push her out of my thoughts, she lingered, filling the shadows of my mind like smoke. I sat up in bed, clutching the sheets in frustration, feeling trapped in my own head.“What was that look in her eyes?” I murmured to myself, trying to understand the strange glimmer I'd seen earlier. “Was she trying to tell me something... or am I just seeing things that aren’t there?”Rolling over restlessly, I let out a groan, punching the pillow in frustration. This bed, vast and luxurious as it was, felt unbearably empty. It mocked me with its silence, like an endless, cold reminder of what I didn’t have. I didn’t want to admit it, but Eloise had carved out a space in my life. She’d slipped in quietly, without asking, and now, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t shake her fro

Chapter 16: The Sin

Eloise' POVThe room was dark, and the moon cast faint streaks of silver across the floor as Tyrone moved closer to me. My heart pounded so loudly that I feared he could hear it, each beat echoing in the silence, drawing us together like a force I couldn't resist. His eyes burned with intensity, capturing me in a way that left no room for escape, and I couldn’t decide if I felt safe or if I was in danger of being completely devoured by him.His lips brushed against mine, gentle at first, as if he was testing the depth of this desire between us. But within moments, he claimed my mouth, each kiss deeper, more consuming than the last. His hands traveled from my waist to my back, steadying me as he pressed me against the wall. It felt like my body was on fire, every nerve dancing under his touch, sparking sensations I hadn’t known I could feel. I gasped against his lips as his fingers found their way along my thighs, tracing patterns that seemed to whisper promises only he could make.“

Chapter 17: The Duty Of The Lady

Eloise’ POV“The winter is coming…” I whispered by the window as I saw the fog blurring out my vision of the scenery. Winter like this are something I hate. I could remember how I spent my time in the basement feeling colder than ever with no one to hand me a single coat. This is the time of the season where I am always on the verge of freezing to death and no one would even care because omegas were never important. The open creeks in the doors and the snow getting winded up inside… I can still feel the shiver down my spine. I was so lost in the thought when I felt someone's hands wrapped around me. His fingers was so delicate and the heat coming from his body warmed me enough not to feel any of the cold memories that was running after another.“Are you alright?” Tyrone whispered in my ears. The heat of his breath was sending me another loads of electricity in my body while I recall the events last night.The things I do not wish to keep on remembering because it does nothing but m

Chapter 18: Make Yourself Useful

Eloise' POVThe first light of dawn seeped into my room, rousing me from sleep. I stretched and reached for the little wooden ladder beside my bed, the one that connected me to the outside world. I heard a bell would rang outside my chamber to keep my servants moving.In a practiced motion, I pulled it close and watched as Zoe led the maids in quietly, their steps soft but quick, their presence filling the room with an energy I was still trying to get used to.“Good morning, Your Grace,” Zoe greeted, her voice was steady, holding a tray of food in her hands. It was almost as if feeding me was some sacred duty. The lady of the house must never be starved or allowed to miss a meal—a custom that still felt foreign to me.“Did you sleep well?” she asked, her gaze kind yet watchful as I slid down from my bed, my feet touching the cold floor.Joey was already at my side, helping me out of my bedclothes with her usual efficiency. I felt a familiar pang of awkwardness, knowing that they could

Chapter 19: The Beta Don't Trust Enough

Eloise's POVThe numbers blurred together, forming a ceaseless, unforgiving monster that felt like it would swallow me whole. My head throbbed, and I couldn’t even remember the last time I genuinely smiled. Has it only been five hours since I sat down to study? It felt like an eternity, a void in which happiness had ceased to exist. Was this really what my life had become?“There are two main currencies in our pack," Rufford explained, his voice a lifeline cutting through my drowning thoughts. “They’re called the Luna Marks and the Scales." He gestured to the dusty book spread open between us. The pages were filled with faded ink and cryptic symbols, old enough to tell stories long forgotten. His tone was flat, a mirror of the bored expression in his eyes. Not even the brisk chill of the library air seemed to rouse him from his apathy, though it had me fighting a heavy drowsiness. I wanted nothing more than to close my eyes and drift off, leaving behind every last digit and coin in

Chapter 20: She Asked For The Risk

Eloise’ POVI did not expect it to be this crowded. Everywhere I look, there are people who are talking to each other in a shouting manner. The way they barter to one another makes me think that maybe I need something like a guidance from someone who have actually been to these market who would know how to socialize with them. “Could you please hide more effectively? I hate to see you showing your goddamn eyes here especially when you’re the only one who possess a perfect lilac eyes.” Rufford whispered behind me as he saw me loosening the cover in my face.I rolled my eyes at him. “Well, I am sorry that I cannot breathe!” I tried to minimize my voice but the overlapping shoutings was hard to ignore. “This was all your idea. What do you mean you cannot breathe?” He looked at me with his mocking face. It seems like he is boasting about how he was he right one and I am just really stubborn to even admit that this as a bad idea. I want to go home already when all of a sudden, an old la

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