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Chapter 100: Whispers of Power

Melody's POVI opened it, though my gut was screaming that I should have just slammed the door shut in her face."Do we have one of those kinds of relationships where you can just stop by whenever you feel like it?" I said icily as Jewel crossed the threshold, the smell of her designer perfume wafting through the air.She came to a stop right in front of me, her chin raised a little way up in that familiar haughtiness of hers. "How do I regard you?" she asked, her lips twisting into a sneer. "You can address me as Melody Madison—that is my name, if you've forgotten it.""But now that we're love competitors, how do I call you?” she went on, her voice thick with feigned sweetnessLove rivals? Even my wolf sat up in shock at the absurdity streaming from her lips.I stared at her, unimpressed. "What level of delusion are you under?""Yes," she asserted, "now we are enemies. Now that I'm with Jay, I guess we can't be on speaking terms anymore.Jewel's lips bent up into a smug smile, as if

Chapter 101: Melody's Fear

Melody's POVIt had been two days since I had seen my dad. He hadn't returned home, not even for a single night, and I was aware that he was with his beta, Mark. I didn't think much about it, but the quiet from Don was more difficult to disregard. He hadn't called me either.Perhaps Father had cautioned him to leave me alone. The realization landed with the weight of a stone in my chest.But Don Carter wasn't the type of man to turn tail and run because someone said he ought to. He wasn't frail, and he wasn't intimidated. Unless…The only reason I could think of was that my dad had promised to help him but told him to leave me alone. And if that were the case, then my dad would have preferred Don over me. The discovery stung deeper than I wanted to acknowledge."Miss, a call for you on your telephone," my assistant spoke quietly from the doorway.I stood up from the couch and made my way to my bedroom to take it in there by myself. Since my father had come out so seldom, the social we

Chapter 102: A Promise I Won't Break

Melody's POVDoctor Evelyn rushed into the room, her heels clicking sharply against the ground. She halted for a heartbeat, taking a sharp intake of breath as her eyes set on the battered wolf lying lifeless in front of her."My goodness…" she whispered to herself, already hurrying towards us. Her hands fluttered to her bag as she faced me. "Miss, you must get out of the way."The words were unmistakable, yet my body did not want to listen. I was frozen where I stood, unable to look away."Melody."My father's voice was weary and low but imbued with authority. Cold, unyielding fingers wrapped around my bicep, pulling me back. My limbs felt liquid, my movements awkward as I trailed after him like a rag doll.My head was a tempest, thoughts crashing but never coalescing into anything tangible. The floor felt like it was tilting beneath my feet, my ears screaming with a persistent ringing. Yet my gaze remained trained on Doctor Evelyn as she circled Alpha Don, her hands swift and efficient.He

Chapter 103: A Promise

No matter of how I looked at it, it wasn't my father's place to tell me what I did or did not do. He did mean well, I knew, but his words had bound around me like chains, suppressing the thumping hunger in my chest. Doctor Evelyn had spoken of Don's condition as not good. She had done her best, but it was no longer her ability that counted; now Don's wolf would have to battle the remainder of the fight.My dad had insisted I not go near the room, preventing me from seeing him. "It will shatter you," he had warned. And because I could not handle the image of Don lifeless, white, and still, I had acquiesced. It was simpler to take cover behind my dad's directive than to meet the storm brewing within my heart.I learned one bitter truth: I did not need to do as my father told me to.I had avoided it the whole day. Now it was midnight, but sleep was not having it. The quiet of the house was oppressive, thick as usual, weighing down on me with pitiless relentlessness. Don's face gnawed at

Chapter 104: Don's Recovery

Melody's POVIn spite of him rolling away, he still refused to open his eyes. His human body was limp against the blankets, and the sight was somehow even more tragic than his wolf's had been. At least when he had been a wolf, there was something strong about him—muscle, fur, and the strength of the beast that lived inside of him. But now, all stripped away, he seemed fragile.His skin was pale and had lost its normal color, with colorful bruises spread over his body from the fight he had been involved in. Bandages covered his chest, his arms, and half his face. His lips were parched, and his breathing was shallow.Nevertheless, I took solace in the trivial things. I leaned forward, bending over him, and set a shaking finger under his nostrils. The soft caress of warm air against my skin reassured me that life still existed within him. His chest went up and down—slowly, but consistently. He was no longer balancing on the precipice of death.A sigh of relief escaped my lips, and my sho

Chapter 105: A Confession Under Fire

''Don Carter, I love you."The words escaped my lips before I could even catch myself. They weren't premeditated; they weren't scripted. They were something that emerged from some deep place inside me—raw, uncut, but completely honest.Don blinked at me, his face a combination of disbelief and shock, as if I had just made an unreasonable statement. His eyebrows furrowed, and his mouth fell open slightly. "Did something happen to my ears? Did I hear you correctly?"It seemed like his eyes were going to pop out of his head. He glared at me as if I had grown an extra head. His reaction was so annoying that I wanted to roll my eyes, but I instead crossed my arms over my chest and glared at him, challenging him to ridicule me.He sighed with a heavy sound. "Somehow, I had thought there'd be a warmer admission," he teased lightly, but there was a flash of feeling in his voice that he couldn't conceal. "Or perhaps there's a punchline left to tell?""No," I snapped, my voice shaking in spite

Chapter 106: Between Two Alphas

Melody's POVThe whiff of well-worn leather and cedar hung in the air as I stood in my father's study, heart pounding harder than I'd like. The sun had set early in the evening, casting a golden glow through the high windows, illuminating the wooden floor in streaks. Alpha Andrew, my dad -- sat behind his massive mahogany desk, fingers clasped together, his sharp eyes darting between Alpha Don Carter and myself. Don sat quietly in front of him, back straight but relaxed, like he had an office of his own.The two alphas were tense with each other, but there was also a curious undercurrent of respect for one another.First things first," Don started, his low voice calm and genuine, "thank you, Alpha Andrew, for having saved my life. If not for you and your fighters, I'd be dead right now."My dad nodded slightly, his voice strict but not unpleasant. "I'm aware my daughter has picked you, Don." I see it in the manner in which she glances at you and the manner in which she stands up for y

Chapter 107: The Mate Confession

There was a still intensity in what he said, as though all the pent-up weight of his feelings in being locked within had finally escaped, not only to my father but even more to himself. It wasn't so much a statement but rather a serious promise held back in secret. The atmosphere within the room became charged, as if the walls themselves were taking in their breath and waiting to see what would happen next.My dad reclined in his chair, his keen eyes trained on Don. He was serene on the surface, but the question he posed had both curiosity and a touch of guarding within it."How long have you been so about Melody?" my dad finally asked, his tone deep but firm, the type that insisted only on the truth.Don hesitated. His gaze fluttered towards the window, as though looking for the correct words among the stars concealed outside the panes. For an instant, he did not respond, and the stillness lay between them. It was not an awkward silence, but one charged with tension, a sense of antic

Chapter 108: Melody's POV

Melody's POVThe sunlight filtered through the lacy curtains of my room, creating soft golden glows that lay upon the floor. I was half-asleep still, from the troubled sleep of the previous night, when I heard a gentle knock on my door."Lady Melody, a letter for you," a maid said.I stood up from the side of the bed, straightening my dress while I took the creased parchment from her. My heart missed a beat when I recognized the handwriting on the cover—Maya's.It had been months since I'd heard from her. She had once been one of my closest friends, a confidante who remained beside me through some of the worst hours of my life. But as the weight of responsibility mounted and my universe became mired in politics, power struggles, and survival, I had allowed her presence to slip away like sand through my hands.I opened the seal with shaking fingers.The note within was brief, penned in irregular lines that showed reluctance and agony."I believed that we were friends. But you have not

Chapter 109: The Threads of Rivalry

Melody's POVI had my seamstresses to myself that morning in the workroom. I had spent several hours the previous night drawing new sketches, ones that made my fingers cramp from holding the pencil too tightly but left my heart pounding with anticipation. My idea for the designs was solid, and now I had to put them into practice."Here," I instructed, placing the pile of drawings on the table. "These are our gowns for our next collection. Make use of the best materials we procured last week. Every stitch counts. I want to see each one capture elegance."The women huddled in, their faces lighting up as they scanned the pages carefully. Standing among them was my assistant designer, Liora. She dealt with minimalistic yet elegant designs, the type that would appeal to Luna Evelyn's boutique for the masses. My own clients, however, were much more high-end—the Lunas of notable packs, and sometimes even the Luna Queen herself.Today, however, I wanted something more personal. A dress for me

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