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DISTRESS MESSAGE

Liora’s POVThe mattress beneath me felt like I was lying down on a block of ice, yet my skin was burning.Beside me, Cassian breathed in a slow, deep rhythm. I couldn't sleep. My mind was trapped in a vicious loop, mapping out paths that all ended in a dead end.My mother.She was rotting in a cold capital cell because she had shielded me. If Cassian's army, his wealth, and his terrifying political influence could be used, he could tear those dungeon doors off their hinges without breaking a sweat. But how could I ever convince the legendary Lycan Beast Lord to help me when he was convinced I was the very spy who had engineered his poisoning? To him, any plea for my mother would just look like another layer of an elaborate, calculated cover story.A faint, buzzing vibration against my ribs broke my thoughts.My heart skipped a beat. Slowly, carefully, I slid my hand beneath the silk sheet and retrieved the burner phone I had smuggled inside the secret lining of my dress corset. T

Last Updated : 2026-09-10

I NEED YOUR HELP

Liora's POVThe door closed behind him, and a moment later, the steady hiss of running water filled the silence of the room.I sat on the edge of the bed, burying my face in my hands as I forced myself to breathe. I couldn't afford to be flustered by him. I couldn't afford to let his touch distract me. I had to use him. I had to appeal to whatever shred of humanity or strategic alliance he had left.Before I could lose my nerve,, I stood up and marched toward the bathroom door. I was going to demand his attention and force him to listen to a deal.I reached for the handle just as the door swung inward.I slammed directly into a wall of solid, damp muscle. The impact threw me off balance, my bare feet slipping on the polished floor. Instinctively, my hands flew out, pressing against his wet, bare chest to steady myself as a massive, warm arm clamped securely around my waist, lifting me effortlessly to keep me from crashing to the floor.My breath completely vanished from my lungs.Ca

Last Updated : 2026-09-11

MARBLE AND SIN

Liora’s POVFor a long, terrible moment, he didn't move. The steam from the bathroom curled around us like a living thing, and I could feel every droplet of water on his skin where my palms pressed against his chest. His heart beat steady and strong beneath my hands—a stark contrast to the wild, frantic rhythm of my own.Then, slowly, a smirk spread across his handsome face."Well, well," he murmured, his voice dropping to that low, dangerous register that made my stomach flip. "It hasn't even been a full day yet, and my beautiful little spy is already asking for favors." He leaned down, his lips brushing the shell of my ear, his breath hot against my skin. "Couldn't you at least wait until the honeymoon phase before trying to take advantage of me, Liora? I'm starting to think you married me for more than just my charming personality."The words were teasing, but there was an edge beneath them—a reminder that he saw through me and he knew exactly what I was. I felt heat flood my chee

Last Updated : 2026-09-11

ONE GOOD REASON

Liora’s POVI opened my mouth to speak, but the words tangled in my throat like thorns.How on earth am I supposed to say this?I stood there, my hands still tingling from where they had touched his bare chest, my mind a chaotic storm of half-formed sentences and desperate calculations. I had spent years training as a spy, had memorized countless codes and ciphers, had learned to read people like maps. But standing before Cassian, with his damp hair and his piercing blue eyes and that infuriating smirk, I felt like a novice all over again.Just say it. Just tell him the truth. He can't kill you for asking. He can't—But he could. He absolutely could. This was the Beast of Moonstone, the man who had threatened to feed Julian's arm to his wolves without so much as blinking. He had every reason to despise me, to distrust me, to want me dead. And here I was, about to ask him for a favor.I took a shaky breath and tried to organize my thoughts. I would start simple. Explain the situation.

Last Updated : 2026-09-13

CONDITIONS, RULES

Cassian's POVI watched her face crumble.For a long moment, Liora simply stood there, her green eyes wide and glassy, her lips parted as if she wanted to speak but couldn't find the words. The silence stretched between us and I found myself studying every flicker of emotion that crossed her features.Confusion. Desperation. A flicker of something that looked almost like defeat.Why is she acting so innocent?The question gnawed at me. I had presented her with the evidence—the map, the coding, the undeniable proof that her fingerprints were all over the assassination attempt that had nearly ended my life. Any spy worth their training would have had a cover story ready, a plausible denial, a web of lies designed to deflect suspicion.But she hadn't denied it.She had admitted to being a spy and designing the trade routes, the encryption matrix, the very tools that had been used against me. And yet, she insisted she hadn't orchestrated my poisoning. It doesn't make sense.If she was tr

Last Updated : 2026-09-14

THE RULES

Liora's POVI stood there, my heart hammering against my ribs like a caged animal, watching the slow, predatory smile spread across Cassian's devastatingly handsome face. The candlelight flickered across his sharp features, casting shadows that made him look every bit the beast the world believed him to be.What have I gotten myself into?My hands were trembling. I clenched them into fists at my sides, willing myself to stay calm, to think clearly. I was a spy. A strategist. I had talked my way out of impossible situations before, had negotiated with warlords and politicians and criminals. I could handle one Alpha and his ridiculous conditions.But as Cassian's blue eyes bore into mine, glittering with something dark and dangerous, I wasn't so sure."Rule number one," he began, his voice a low, silken rumble that sent unwanted shivers down my spine. "You will sleep in my bed every night. No exceptions. No excuses. No hiding in the washroom until dawn."I opened my mouth to protest, b

Last Updated : 2026-09-17

FIVE MONTHS

Liora's POV Cassian's eyes darkened. "If you fail—if five months pass and you haven't found the real culprit—then you will remain my wife. You will spend the rest of your life as the Luna of Moonstone, bound to a man you claim to despise, under my constant watch and control." The words hung in the air between us like a death sentence. "You said you suspected me," I said slowly, my mind racing. "You said you were sure I was the one who orchestrated your poisoning. Why give me this chance at all?" Cassian was quiet for a long moment, his expression unreadable. "Because I'm curious," he finally said. "I'm curious to see what you'll do. Whether you'll run, or fight, or try to escape. Whether you'll prove your innocence or confirm my suspicions. And if you are, in fact, the spy who tried to kill me..." He paused, his lips curving into a cold smile. "Then I want to see how you'll try to cover it up. The game is half the fun." He's toying with me. He's playing with me like a cat w

Last Updated : 2026-09-17

NIGHTMARES

Liora's POVI was standing in a crowd.The faces around me were blurred, indistinct, but I could feel their eyes on me—hundreds of them, thousands of them, all watching, all waiting. The air was thick with the smell of fear and something darker, something metallic that coated my tongue and made my stomach turn.And then I saw her.My mother.She stood on a raised platform, her hands bound behind her back, her once-beautiful auburn hair matted and tangled. Her face was gaunt, her cheeks hollow, her eyes sunken. But when she looked at me, she smiled. She smiled, even as the executioner positioned her over the block, even as the cold steel of the guillotine glinted in the pale morning light."Mother!" I screamed, but no sound came out. I tried to run toward her, but my feet were rooted to the ground, my body frozen in place. "Mother, please!"She didn't hear me. Or maybe she did, but she couldn't respond. The executioner raised his hand, and the crowd fell silent, and I felt my heart sto

Last Updated : 2026-09-20

THE COUNCIL'S LETTER

Liora's POVHe looked up as I entered, his blue eyes sweeping over me with that familiar, assessing gaze. He was dressed simply today—a dark shirt, the sleeves rolled up to reveal his forearms, and dark trousers. His hair was slightly disheveled, as if he had run his fingers through it, and there was a relaxed set to his shoulders that I hadn't seen before.He looks almost... human."Did you get lost?" he asked, his voice tinged with amusement.I felt my cheeks flush. "No.""Liar.""I was... exploring.""Exploring." He set down his fork and leaned back in his chair, a slow smile spreading across his face. "In my house. Without permission. That sounds like a violation of rule number two."I stiffened. "I wasn't leaving the estate. I was just trying to find the dining hall.""And yet here you are, ten minutes late, looking like you've been wandering in circles." He picked up his fork again, cutting into a piece of meat with precise, elegant movements. "Perhaps I should add a new rule. N

Last Updated : 2026-09-20

WORTHY OF THE BEAST OF MOON STONE

Liora’s POVThe words hit me like a physical blow.The Council. Here. Today.I felt the blood drain from my face, my hands going cold despite the warmth of the morning sun streaming through the windows. The Council was coming to Moonstone. One of their elders was going to walk through those doors and stand in this very room.And Mother is still in their clutches. If they suspect anything, if they think for even a moment that I'm not playing my part...My mind raced, spinning through possibilities and outcomes like a strategist mapping battle lines. The Council had forced this marriage upon me for one reason and one reason only—to taint his reputation. To bind the Beast of Moonstone to a traitor's daughter, to publicly humiliate him, to weaken his standing among the packs. My disgraced bloodline was meant to be a stain on his legacy, a constant reminder that even the most powerful Alpha could be brought low.And if the Council elder saw through my act—if they realized I wasn't the brok

Last Updated : 2026-09-25

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