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CHAPTER 1

MIRA’S POVI heard Declan’s voice first. Low and familiar. Exactly the kind of tone he had never used with me before.Then I heard a moan and froze, because that moan was not my husband’s.And it did not belong to a woman.I was not supposed to be there, at this hour, because the pack function was still going on. I had made an excuse and left early, because I was tired of being invisible in a room full of people. But the pack house was quiet when I walked in. Too quiet, which was unusual.Then I heard him. Faintly but unmistakably.I followed the sound quietly, with my feet leaving my brain behind as it was slow to catch up. The door to the guest wing was not fully closed, leaving a small gap. An inch of light, but big enough for my eye to fit in and see things clearly.I saw Dorian first.Declan’s personal guard. The man who was always there, always around him, always in the background like an invisible furniture. I never really looked at him before, never spared him a glance. Until

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CHAPTER 2

MIRA’S POV“I cannot,” I whispered and shook my head.Zara was quiet on the other end of the phone for a moment, then she let out a long breath as if she had been holding it since and whispered back, “why can’t you? Mira, you can not stay with a gay husband. A man who treats you like trash.”I shook my head again even though she could not see me and stammered, “Y…you do not understand.”“Then make me understand.”I pressed my back against the door and pulled my knees up to my chest. The floor was stone cold at my feet, but I did not move. “It is more than just leaving. It is more than that.”“More than what?” Zara asked sharply. I could sense the impatience in her voice with every breath she took. “More than your happiness? More than your life?”“Zara, please.” I pleaded desperately.“No. You listen to me.” She was not backing down. “Wait….does Claudia know that her son is gay?”I hesitated. “I…I am not sure. Or she would not be asking me to produce an heir with him, knowing fully wel

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CHAPTER 3

MIRA’S POVI did not know his name and I did not care.He sat alone in the shadows, wearing dark clothes with a glass in front of him that he had not touched, and when I stopped in front of his table he looked up slowly with his warm amber eyes and watched me like I was entertainment.“You look lost,” he said softly in a deep and calm voice, unlike the loud music and also not pushy like the men I had ignored on my way here.“I am not lost,” I replied, but I was drunk and I knew it because the room swayed slightly when I stood still, and I did not want to be still. I wanted to feel something other than the pain pressing against my chest, so without a second thought I sat down across from him and he did not stop me.He studied me for a moment and said calmly, “A woman like you should not be alone in a place like this.”I laughed bitterly. “A woman like me? You do not even know me.”“I know enough.” He smirked as he stared at me intensely. “I know you are running from something.”“Maybe

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CHAPTER 4

RONAN’S POV I met the penthouse empty when I returned, so let myself in and closed the door behind me. Then I poured myself a glass of water, but did not drink it. I just stood there, holding it and staring at the blank wall. My mind would not stop replaying the events of last night. The way she had looked at me. Like she was drowning and I was the only thing keeping her alive. The way her skin felt under my fingers, so soft, warm and shivering at my touches. The way her body had moved against mine, and the way she gasped when I pulled her closer. The way she had whispered things in the dark that she probably did not remember. I wondered if she was alright. I closed my eyes and could still feel her, still feel the weight of her in my arms, the heat of her skin against mine and the tiny moans she had made unconsciously. She had been so drunk and broken. I had told myself she was sober enough to choose. But was she? What if she regretted everything? What if she felt worse tha

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CHAPTER 5

MIRA’S POVThe pack house felt different now as I walked through the halls with my head held high and my back straight, but my insides were screaming. I smiled at the servants who passed me and nodded at the guards who saluted me. I acted as the perfect Luna.But inside, I was breaking apart.Every step I took vibrated in my chest and every shadow I sensed closer to me, made me flinch. Everytime I passed a closed door, my mind flashed back to that dirty memory.I shook my head and told myself to stop. Do not think about that. I desperately need to get to my room and lock myself in. I needed to breathe. But before I turned around the corner, I saw her. Claudia.Declan’s mother stood outside my chambers like a wild beast waiting for its prey with a deep scowl on her face. Her grey hair was pinned up and her black dress was perfect. She looked like she had been waiting for hours, but as she sensed me approaching, she turned to look at me coldly and hissed, “Mira.”“Mother.” I bowed my

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