Chapter 11

Tania's POV I woke up with a pounding in my skull. This was sharp and insistent. My eyes fluttered open, and the first thing I noticed was how quiet it was. I tried to sit up. My body felt like it was being cut into pieces inside. My hands shook as I rubbed my temples. Something was off. Something big. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but it was there, clawing at the edges of my mind. I knew I was forgetting something, but I couldn’t remember what. That in itself made the headache worse, twisting into a new kind of panic.I stumbled to the bathroom, caught my reflection in the mirror. My hair was a mess, my eyes wide and unfocused. I blinked a few times, trying to remember what I was doing. My apartment looked… right, I guess. Familiar but strange. Like I’d walked into a dream and left the instructions on the bedside table.Then it hit me. I was missing pieces of myself. I tried to remember West, the date, the chaos, everything that had been happening, but the memory kept sliding out

Chapter 12

Tania’s POV“My Alpha?”The words slipped out before I even knew what they meant. They tasted strange on my tongue. West didn’t move. He was crouched in front of me, the edge of his jacket brushing the glass that was still scattered across the floor.“Don’t repeat it unless you mean it,” he said. His voice wasn’t loud, but it filled every inch of the room. “I don’t need submission for decoration.”I swallowed. “Then why say it at all?”“Because you respond to it,” he said simply. “Because it’s the only thing that breaks through when you lose control.”My hands were shaking. I stared down at them small cuts, dried blood, fragments of my own mess clinging to my skin.He took a cloth from the table and reached for me. I flinched, but he caught my wrist before I could pull back.“Stop fighting me,” he muttered.He wiped the blood away carefully, his fingers steady, almost surgical. No tenderness, no comfort, just control. Yet the steadiness itself was what kept me breathing.The silence s

Chapter 13

West's POV I sat on the edge of Tania’s bed, legs apart, hands braced on my knees. She was curled against the headboard, arms wrapped around her knees, eyes sharp and expectant. I hated this. Not the conversation itself I hated having to tell her anything that involved Marcus’s logic. His kind of clinical, detached reasoning made me feel like a helpless asshole. And yet here I was.“Sit up straight,” I said, low and firm. “Don’t slouch.”Her eyes went wide. “Is this an order, Alpha?” she asked, smirking. “Because last I checked, I didn’t sign any contracts about posture.”“You did,” I said. Flat. “The one where I protect you and you survive. Consider this part of it.”She huffed but straightened slightly. “Charming. Real charming.”I leaned back, elbows resting on my knees, and tried to calm the chaos in my chest. I hated what I had to say. Hated it. But she needed to know. And she needed me to be serious.“Your wolf…” I started, letting the words hang. She tensed, waiting. “It’s gon

Chapter 14

Tania's POV I sat on West's lap, my heart pounding like a drum in my chest. His scent was all around me, a mix of pine and something wild, something that could make my wolf stir beneath my skin if I had still had one. I was wearing his shirt, the fabric soft and worn, and it smelled like him. It was supposed to be just training, but every breath I took, every movement I made, felt like a step closer to something worse."You said this was just training," I whispered, my voice trembling. I could feel the heat of his body through his jeans, the hard muscles of his thighs beneath me. I tried to ignore the way my body reacted, the way my pussy grew wet, the way my nipples hardened against the fabric of his shirt."It is," he said, his voice low and dark. But the way he looked at me, the way his eyes burned into mine, told a different story. He was trying to use his scent to provoke my wolf, to make me finally gain control. And for some reason I think it was working.I shifted in his lap,

Chapter 15

Damian’s POVI remember when I first met Tania. She was sweet, nice, and smart. everything I wanted in a partner. I married her hoping for a male heir, but things didn't go as planned. She gave up on herself, stopped caring, and eventually fell ill. She couldn't even perform in bed, let alone give me a child. But now, there's Kella. No shade to Tania, but Kella is better in every way.Kella came into my life like a breath of fresh air. She was strong, caring, and took care of my daughter like she was her own. I watched as she kissed her on the forehead, her eyes softening with affection. It was a sight that made my wolf stir within me, bonding with hers even though we weren't real mates.Today, Kella was back from work but I couldn't help but let my gaze linger a little more on her. She was pretty and a very rare sight of beauty. I'm fucking Kella on my desk, her body writhing beneath me as I thrust into her again and again. She was moaning my name, her hips arching up to meet mine,

Chapter 16

Tania's POV I was barely touching the tiramisu in front of me, the bitter sweetness failing to reach my nerves, when the television flickered. West’s attention was buried in his laptop, fingers moving across the keyboard, his jaw set in an unreadable way and it made him look like he was calculating the end of the world.And then the screen cut to Damian.He was smiling, impossibly self-assured, with Kella by his side. Her hand rested lightly on his arm, the kind of intimacy we never had, that made my chest tighten with a cocktail of anger, disbelief, and fear. The chyron below screamed in bold letters:“Damian Reeve and Kella Dane: A Union of the Century.”The words slammed into me like a physical blow. My fork clattered to the table, dessert forgotten. My hands shook. My heart felt like it had been replaced with a fist, tight and cold.“West…” I whispered, my voice trembling. Panic clawing up my throat, threatening to choke me. My vision narrowed. “I… I can’t…”He lifted his head, d