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Hazel POVI didn’t sleep that night.The hospital lights were too bright, the beeping machines too loud. Lucas lay in the bed with bandages around his ribs and stitches on his lip. Mom sat beside him, holding his hand, her cheek swollen and purple. I stayed curled up in the plastic chair, one hand protectively over my belly, the other clenched into a fist.By morning, the doctor said Lucas would be okay, but he needed rest. No more work for at least two weeks. The police had come and gone — another “random home invasion,” they called it. I didn’t correct them. What could I say? Your Alpha King’s fiancée is trying to destroy my family?No one would believe me.But I knew the truth.As soon as visiting hours started, I left the hospital. My hands were still shaking as I took the bus to the city center. Rage burned through the fear now — hot, unstoppable. I was done being scared. Done hiding. Done letting Callie hurt the people I loved.Royal Corporations Tower rose in front of me like a

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Hazel POVThe next few days passed in a strange, heavy quiet.Two plain-clothed men started appearing near our house. One always sat in a car across the street. Another walked past our block every few hours. They never approached us, never spoke, but I knew they were Asher’s people. Security. Protection.At first, it made me angry. I didn’t want anything from him. But after the break-in, after seeing Lucas in the hospital bed and Mom’s bruised face, I stayed silent. We needed the protection. Even if it came from him.Lucas was recovering slowly at home. Mom hovered over him constantly, her own cheek still fading from purple to yellow. I cooked, cleaned, and tried to act normal while the morning sickness grew worse. I threw up every morning before they woke up, then pretended I was fine.But the real complication started three nights after the break-in.It was past midnight. I couldn’t sleep. I sat on the back porch steps, wrapped in an old blanket, staring at the small yard. The nigh

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Hazel POVThe symptoms were getting worse.Every morning, the nausea hit harder. I could barely keep water down. My body felt heavy and tired all the time, even when I tried to rest. I hid it as best as I could — throwing up quietly before Mom and Lucas woke up, pretending I had eaten when I hadn’t, forcing smiles when my head spun.But it was becoming impossible to hide.One night, Asher came again.I was waiting on the back porch like I always did now, wrapped in a blanket. My heart still fluttered every time I saw him step out of the shadows, even though I knew I shouldn’t feel that way. He sat beside me, closer than usual, and handed me a small container of warm ginger tea.“You look pale,” he said softly, studying my face. “Have you been sleeping?”I nodded, taking the tea with shaky hands. “I’m fine.”But I wasn’t.The world suddenly tilted. My vision blurred at the edges. The mug slipped from my fingers and fell to the ground with a soft thud. I tried to stand, but my legs gav

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Callie POVI paced the length of my bedroom like a caged animal, heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. The Voss estate felt too small tonight, suffocating under the weight of my rage. Asher’s cold warning still echoed in my ears: *Stay away from Hazel or you’ll regret it.*He had chosen her side. Over me. His fiancée.The humiliation was unbearable.Nylah lounged on my velvet chaise, flipping through a magazine as if the world wasn’t falling apart. “You need to calm down, sister. Asher will come back to his senses eventually.”“Calm down?” I hissed, stopping to glare at her. “That slum girl is stealing everything from me! First my dignity, then my fiancé, and now he’s threatening me because of her?”A soft knock sounded at the door. One of my personal spies — a quiet, well-paid wolf who worked in the shadows — stepped inside. He bowed low, eyes carefully avoiding mine.“Miss Voss,” he said. “I have the information you requested about Hazel Hudson.”I waved my hand impatient

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Hazel POVThe days after the break-in blurred together, but Asher became a constant, quiet presence in my life.He didn’t push. He didn’t demand answers. He simply showed up — always at night, always careful not to be seen by Mom or Lucas. At first, I resisted. I told myself I hated him for everything he’d brought into my life. But slowly, night by night, my resistance cracked.One evening, he took me on our first real “date.”Not a fancy restaurant or anywhere public. He drove me to a quiet hill just outside the city, far from prying eyes. A blanket was already spread on the grass with a basket of food — fresh fruits, warm bread, and herbal tea that helped with my nausea. The stars stretched endlessly above us.Asher sat beside me, his usual cold mask gone. He looked… softer. Younger, almost.“You don’t have to do all this,” I said quietly, picking at a strawberry.“I want to,” he replied. His voice was low, gentle. “You’ve only seen the worst parts of me. I wanted to show you someth

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Callie POVI couldn’t wait any longer.The rage and fear had been building inside me like a storm for days. Hazel was pregnant. Carrying Asher’s child. The one thing that could destroy everything I had worked for. I refused to sit back and watch my future slip away.So I did what any smart woman in my position would do.I went to my parents.The Voss family mansion was quiet that afternoon. Servants moved like shadows, sensing the tension in the air. I found Mother and Father in the grand study, sipping tea and reviewing documents. The moment I walked in, they both looked up.“Callie, darling,” Mother said, setting her cup down. “You look troubled.”I didn’t sit. I stood tall in front of them, chin lifted, hands clenched at my sides.“I need the wedding moved forward,” I said without wasting time. “As soon as possible.”Father raised an eyebrow. “The agreement was for next month. What’s the rush?”I took a deep breath, forcing my voice to stay steady. “Asher is slipping away. There’s…

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Alpha Asher POVThe news hit me like a silver bullet to the chest.I stormed into the Royal Palace’s grand hall, the heavy oak doors slamming behind me with a thunderous bang. Servants scattered like frightened rabbits. My blood was boiling.Two weeks.The wedding had been set for two weeks without a single word to me.I found my grandmother, Lady Elara Royal, seated at the head of the long council table with my father and mother beside her. The three of them looked up calmly as I approached, as if they hadn’t just tried to chain me to a future I never wanted.“What the hell is this?” I growled, slamming the gilded wedding invitation down on the table. The paper was thick, embossed with gold — my name and Callie’s printed together like it was already decided.Grandmother didn’t flinch. She simply lifted her teacup and took a slow sip. “The date has been finalized. The ceremony will take place in fourteen days at the Royal Cathedral. The invitations went out this morning.”I laughed —

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Callie POVThe invitations were absolutely perfect.Thick cream cardstock with gold embossing, sealed with the Royal family crest. I held one between my manicured fingers, smiling as I read the elegant script:**Alpha Asher Royal** **&** **Callie Voss** **request the honor of your presence** **at their union** **in two weeks’ time**I had personally made sure Hazel Hudson received one.Not through the mail like the others. No. I wanted it delivered by hand. I wanted her to feel every ounce of my triumph.“Make sure she gets it today,” I told the courier, slipping an extra stack of cash into his pocket. “And take a photo of her face when she opens it.”He bowed and left.I leaned back in my chair, sipping chilled champagne. The wedding was now official. The entire werewolf elite had received their invitations this morning. Social media was already exploding with congratulations and speculation. Photos of me in various wedding gowns were being leaked strategically to build exc

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Hazel POVThe wedding invitation still sat hidden under my mattress like a poisonous secret. I hadn’t thrown it away. I couldn’t. Every time I looked at it, fresh pain sliced through me, but it also reminded me why I had to stay strong.Two weeks.Asher was getting married in two weeks.I hadn’t seen him since the night I almost fainted. He had texted once — a short message asking if I was feeling better — but I hadn’t replied. I didn’t know what to say anymore. My feelings for him were a tangled mess of longing, fear, and heartbreak. And every day, the baby grew bigger inside me. The morning sickness was relentless. My clothes were getting tighter. I was running out of time to hide the truth.That evening, the house felt unusually quiet. Mom had gone to her night shift. Lucas was in his room resting, still sore from the last attack. I was in the kitchen making tea when the power suddenly went out.The lights died with a soft pop. The refrigerator hummed to a stop. Darkness swallowed

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Hazel POVI couldn’t take it anymore.After the latest attack, our house looked like a war zone. Broken glass still littered the floor even after we tried to clean. Lucas could barely move without wincing. Mom kept jumping at every small sound. And I… I was drowning.I sat on the edge of my bed that night, staring at the simple white dress I had just bought from a second-hand shop with the last of my savings. It wasn’t fancy. No lace, no crystals, no elegance like the ones Callie was probably trying on right now. It was plain cotton, a little loose around my growing belly, but it was white.Wedding white.I ran my fingers over the soft fabric, my hand trembling.For days I had been breaking. Crying in secret. Throwing up every morning. Lying to the people I loved most. Watching my family suffer again and again because of one night with Asher. Because of Callie’s jealousy.No more.I couldn’t let her win.She had beaten my brother, terrorized my mother, destroyed our home, and mocked m

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