The Golden Doves: A Novel Novels & Stories

I can still hear her through the thin walls,- the sound of her sighing as she lays down, the catch in her breath and slight curse as her bruised ribs meet the mattress. ‘She will not be a ghost anymore. She has been found, and as of tonight, she is the most precious and protected creature on this earth. She just does not know about her cage.’ I stay for a few more hours, a statue of silk and muscle guarding Santa as she sleeps until the sun begins to light the horizon. I may be a billionaire CEO, the Titan of the business world and a powerful alpha. But here, in the cold air of the Narrows, am simply a wolf who has found his missing piece.

Birds lifted, their wings refuting the morning light in bursts of gold and white. The Living City relaxed, and at last, the world gave back its peace. And under the immense, generous dawn, Krishna and Miyal stood side by side not legends, not kings—two hearts who had come to heal.

“I expected you to stand up for me. To fight. We were supposed to be mates, Dylan. But you treated me like I was nothing.” Her words hand in the air, heavy with emotion. For a moment, even Dylan seems affected, his posture stiffens as he looks away. But whatever regret he feels was quickly buried beneath his cold exterior. “You know, Rumours spread fast,” Dylan continues, changing the topic swiftly. His voice was deceptively soft like a predator luring its prey. “When I first heard whispers of the golden wolf, I thought it couldn’t be true. Not you.” He chuckles the sound hallow. “But then, you went to the Council and they confirmed it. It truly is you, you are the golden wolf, Phoenix.”

It was late one Friday evening when everything finally reached another breaking point and brought our hidden war once again into the open. Lucas arrived home earlier than usual, accompanied as usual by Chloe. I was seated comfortably inside the living room, quietly reading a book, dressed simply yet elegantly in soft silk clothing, looking completely composed and unbothered. I heard their voices echoing from the entrance hall — Chloe’s loud, giggling laughter mixed with Lucas’s deep charming tone, clearly both happy, relaxed, and enjoying each other’s company completely. Moments later, they walked together straight into the living room hand‑in‑hand, their fingers tightly locked together, bod

“Just one mistake and everything will go down, just one.” Roman stood his ground as the lead bulldozer’s blade stopped inches from his shins. The scent of diesel was choking him. In his mind, the Bond was screaming. It wasn't a message; it was a siren. Danger, pain, and cold. Elara! The buzzing sound of the drone made him look up; it was hovering overhead. His eyes glowed a fierce, golden yellow that the camera struggled to capture clearly . He knew she was watching. He could feel her gaze.

“What can I do? The rejection is final. The bond is broken.” “Is it?” I opened my mouth to say yes, of course it was—I had felt it break. But then I paused. There was still something there. A phantom pain in my chest that had nothing to do with the pain of rejection. An urge pulling me east, toward where Sera had gone. “Moon Wolves are different,” Corvus said. “Their bonds don’t follow normal rules. You rejected her, yes. But she is still your soulmate. That doesn’t just disappear because you were stupid enough to throw her away.”