My Betrothal Partner And The Secrets We Share Novels & Stories

she said, struggling against the hold he had on her. “Your days of running and hiding have come to an end.” He said and she shook her and had her trembling against the wall where he had her pinned, “Damn you.” CHAPTER ONE "Isabella! I am pregnant. And you would never guess who the father is…” Isabella Sullivan, the secretary to the president of the Patterson company looked up at the woman with confused eyes, “Er…” “Ronan, Isabella. My Baby’s Father is Ronan.” the woman rolled out before Isabella had the chance to even respond.

I heard them like echoes from a great distance. "Do you, Emily Alessia Cortez, take this man as your pledged partner, to stand beside him in times of peace and conflict, to honor and strengthen your united packs..." I looked at Ralph's face, his smile was warm. I thought of the photograph, the two boys, One chosen, One hidden. "I do." I said with a sweet smile. Ralph's smile widened, I could see stars in them. "Do you, Ralph Othon, take this woman as your pledged partner..."

Her thin and perfect brow arched. I stared at her, wondering if I should tell her or not. Aside from beta Miguel and I, no one else knew that we were once fated mates. It was my wish to keep it a secret and I was glad that he felt the same way I did. It would be an insult to his pride if the Cavannagh brothers knew that I had chosen them over him. If anyone at all knew what had happened. Everyone has their own secrets, was she worthy of sharing it with?

Instead, she placed the glass of milk on Luke's desk. She kept her eyes on Luke's face. The more she looked at him, the more she liked him. Luke's appearance really suited her taste. Not only that, she liked his personality as well. The more she liked Luke, the more she wanted the man to be hers. "Luke, I have something to ask you..." Lena went on her tiptoes and sat on Luke's desk. "I have a friend... a guy. His wife betrayed him. She became pregnant with another man's child before they got married. My friend had been kept in the dark about this and was raising another man's child." Lena looked at Luke as she said those words.

He giggled and continued, "I gave you enough time to have peace in order to know you much better…" I interrupted him as a direct recompense, my voice rising as my body became very normal again. "I now realise you've been hunting for my soul all this while. I cannot be yours, in being and even in body, Alpha Thane." "Huh?" Caelum reverted, walking closer to me so suddenly. But, as soon as Alpha Thane noticed it, he motioned him to draw back. "Let her be." Alpha Thane instructed Caelum, his secondhand man, as he smirked and shut his mouth afterwards. Unexpectedly, his voice came down to a stutter. "I realise you have a secret mate."

My eyes darted instinctively to the screen, where the bold text of Estelle’s message dropped down, For a brief moment, I was transported away from the conversation at the table, caught up in the anticipation that Estelle’s message stirred within me. The temptation to respond, to find out what secrets she held, was almost overwhelming. It read: I HAVE A SECRET TO REVEAL TO YOU ABOUT YOUR FAVORITE PERSON. PICK ME UP AT MY HOUSE TOMORROW AND LET'S SIT OUT AT THE PARK.

Something more personal? She turned to glance back at the church. It was only an old stone building, but for her, it was the keeper of her deepest, most terrifying secret. And for two weeks, it would hold her until she could return and share her dangerous secret with the man who was, in his own way, sharing it with her. The relationship hadn't thrived yet, but the foundation for the possibility—that shared, unspoken truth—was already terrifyingly real. Hera took one last, long look at the window of the rectory, which was dark and silent. Richard. She whispered his name into the damp air, the sound vanishing instantly, leaving only the sound of the light rain and the urgent beat of her heart.

In that moment, every scar, every tear, every battle had led to this undeniable truth: their love, forged in hardship and tempered by forgiveness, was theirs to cherish forever. As the day broke, the sound of celebration from inside the villa echoed softly, and the gentle clink of champagne glasses promised a future filled with laughter and joy. Adrian and Sophia walked hand in hand back into the grand hall, their hearts light, their steps sure, and their love shining brighter than ever. The world might always have its skeptics, its naysayers, its critics, but in their hearts, they knew the truth. Together, they had overcome every obstacle—every betrayal, every secret, every heartbreak—and e

he said quietly, "when we've dealt with the captives and secured the records and made sure every last Council operative is accounted for—" "Then you're going to mark me," I finished. "And I'm going to mark you. And we're going to be fully mated, the way we always should have been." "Promise?" he asked. "I promise," I said, pulling back to look at him. "No more running. No more secrets. No more controlling behavior. Just you and me, equal partners, building a life together."

"The elders want you to honor your betrothal with your grandma’s best friend’s son." My eyes narrowed with confusion as the air went still. "What?" I scoffed, letting my lips purse. "What betrothal?" My father rolled his eyes. "Your grandma and her best friend, Lorien, made an oath to have their first grandchildren married—to ensure the thrive of our clan." If I wasn’t mistaken, the elders were just trying to push me into a corner because they didn’t accept me—because I wasn’t born of the current Luna, my stepmother.