All Chapters of ACCIDENTALLY OURS: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

[THE NEXT DAY...] Malik’s POV I wish I could say it's good to be back home, but the truth is, I would have left this pack years ago if I could only bring myself to walk away from the one person I actually cared about. Forcing a mask of composure over my features, I tried to seem as pleased as possible as the people celebrated our return. My men walked proudly as they cheered for us. They praised me the loudest, which wasn’t a surprise. I was known as The Pack Aegis (Protector) for leading the elimination of more than half of the rogues that tormented us for decades. However, being their protector didn't dilute the absolute terror they felt toward me, which is exactly why they all called me Alpha Malice. To everyone else, I was a monster, but Nathaniel was the only person who still called me Malik. “Alpha Malice is back! The Pack Aegis returns!” someone bellowed from the crowd. Cheers erupted louder. I lifted a hand in acknowledgment, my expression unreadable. Beneath my cold, de

Nathaniel’s POVMalik’s home was absolutely breathtaking. It was a massive, modern estate nestled right at the edge of the pack’s inner circle, surrounded by towering glass windows and sleek stone walls that overlooked the forest. Inside, everything looked expensive—polished dark wood floors, plush leather furniture, and high ceilings that made the entire place feel like a fortress.It was also completely suffocating.Every time I walked down a hallway, the servants would instantly stiffen and give me forced smiles. They hated me, even though they tried their best to hide it. I’m sure they were all wondering how an Omega had somehow wormed his way into their powerful Alpha’s sacred space.The only one who really seemed to like me was the aged head maid, Genevieve. I knew her because she used to work for the previous Enforcer—Malik’s father—right alongside my own parents before they tragically passed. She clearly saw me as a child of her own, which was exactly why she refused to let m

Malik’s POVI needed to think.I needed to fucking think, but it was impossible with Nathaniel’s scent completely obliterating my senses. The sweet vanilla essence was thick enough to choke on, filling my lungs and sending a primal roar straight to my wolf's head. I barely stopped myself from burying my nose in his neck and inhaling greedily—doing that would just drive me madder than I already was.I could hardly recognize my own voice when I spoke. It was so hoarse it came out as a low growl. “Do... do you want to be in your room for your heat? I mean, you could stay in my room and nest there.”Nathaniel slowly shook his head. His eyes were dazed, his face completely flushed, and his pupils were so dilated they nearly swallowed the color of his eyes. He looked drunk on his own hormones.“I need you,” he whispered, his small hands clutching desperately at the front of my shirt. “Help me.”I forced myself to shake my head, my jaw aching from how hard I was clenching it. Nathaniel didn’

Malik’s POVMy temples ached. There was simply no end to the dependency and entitlement of the pack. Each day demanded I mediate another dispute, consider another petition, or fulfill some minor obligation. The headaches had been a constant companion this past fortnight—a direct result of my unnecessary work and a distinct lack of sleep. Not that my sleep was ever particularly peaceful. Five separate packs made up the Lunoria Empire: Obsidian, Everwood, Crescent, Frostbane, and my own pack, Stonehaven. While each territory was ruled locally by a Pack Alpha and an elite Council of Elders, we were all ultimately bound to the Supreme Authority of the Imperial Alpha.Each pack leader was in charge of overseeing the districts within their turf—a range of poor, middle class, and wealthy. They were responsible for the upkeep of their lands, ensuring order, and providing protection to their residents. Yet somehow, our pack was completely falling apart, entirely messed up under the rule of

Malik’s POVThe fields were immensely hot, thick with the stench of rotting vegetation. It was such an offensive smell that my wolf bared its teeth in frustration.Nathaniel quietly stood beside me, his eyes scanning the endless rows of withered crops with a sharp focus.“Alpha Malice! Look, it's Alpha Malice!”A cluster of three village children came running from town, their faces smudged with dirt but their eyes bright. They didn't see the terrifying warrior the rest of the empire feared; they just saw an Alpha who kept their homes secure.They skidded to a halt in front of me, cheering and jumping on their heels.“Hey, little pups,” I rumbled, keeping my voice low and soft so I wouldn't scare them. I reached into my pocket, pulling out a handful of silver coins and dropping them into their palms. “Go buy something from the market. Take care of yourselves, alright? Keep an eye out for each other.”“We will! Thank you, Alpha!” They beamed, pocketing the silver before casting curious,