LOGINRONAN’S POVI was back in my chambers after leaving Mira, and I could not stop smiling. The night had been everything I had dreamed of and more. I could still feel her skin against mine, still taste her lips, and still hear her soft moans in my ear. I had never felt this way about anyone before. She was different. She was everything.I messaged her to let her know I was eagerly in my chambers, and teased her about being “sucked dry.” Her reply made me laugh out loud, and I shook my head at her boldness. She was something else. I lay back on my bed, and stared at the ceiling as I replayed every moment of the night in my head— the way she had looked at me, the way her body had responded to my touch, and the way she had whispered my name in the dark.Then Silas walked in. He looked at me with a knowing smile and asked if everything went well. I told him it did, and he nodded, without pushing for more details, because he knew better than to pry.But then his expression grew serious. “Some
MIRA’S POVI lay in the warmth of Ronan’s arms, with my body still humming with pleasure and my skin still tingling from his touch. The sheets were rumpled around us, and they felt so soft and cool against my burning skin, and our clothes were scattered everywhere across the room— my torn lingerie was on the floor, hia shirt hanging off the edge of the chair and his trousers was somewhere near the door. We were both breathing heavily, with our chest rising and falling on the same rhythm, and I could feel the steady beat of his heart beneath my ear.I looked up at him, and he was already looking at me, his amber eyes were soft and warm. Then a slow smile spread across his face, and I felt my cheeks grow hot as I blushed instantly, but I smiled back at him, feeling shy and bold at the same time, and he leaned down and kissed me deeply, his lips were so soft and tender against mine.When he pulled back, he glanced at his wristwatch on the bedside table. “I have to go.” he said softly. “B
MIRA’S POVI stood in the middle of my chambers, facing Ronan, and I felt a strange lightness in my chest and a happy flutter in my stomach that I had not felt in years. I was happy, truly happy, because I was not spending this night with Declan. I was not lying beside a man who had never wanted me, who had used me as a cover for three long years, and who had made me few invisible and worthless. Instead I was here with Ronan, the man who made me feel alive, the man who looked at me like I was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, the man who had risked everything to come and save me.Then I thought about Declan, about the way he had grabbed my neck and held me down, about the way he had smirked at me when Aunt Mae and Claudia tore me apart with their words. I thought about the way he was probably still in Dorian’s chambers right now, lost in pleasure, while I was here in my own room, with a man who actually wanted me. Declan was having his fun with Dorian, so why could I not have
RONAN’S POVI was lying on my bed, staying at the ceiling, as my mind was too restless to find sleep because something was wrong, and I could feel it in my bones, it was like a deep unease in my heart that would not let me rest. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face - Mira. I kept thinking about the way she had looked at me at Zara’s boutique, the fear in her eyes when she told me about Aunt Mae’s threat, and I knew I should have done more. I should have protected her better.Then my phone buzzed with a notification and I grabbed it quickly and saw her name on the screen. My heart stopped when I read the message.“Come save me. I am at Declan’s chambers and I do not want to be here.”I was on my feet instantly as my blood ran cold and my hands began to shake because something was very wrong and she needed me. Silas was in the room, sitting in a chair by the window, and he looked up when I jumped up.“What is it?” He asked.“Something is wrong,” I said and quickly showed him the
MIRA’S POVI sat numbly on the edge of my bed as the maids moved around me, scrubbing my skin with scented water tbat smelled of lavender and rose. The water was warm and almost soothing, but I felt nothing. My body was there, but my mind was far away, floating somewhere above the chaos that had become my life.Aunt Mae was rummaging through my wardrobe, pulling out clothes and tossing them aside impatiently. I watched her through my half closed eyes, too exhausted to care. Then she pulled out a piece of fabric that made my heart stopped.It was the lingerie I had brought for Ronan.The delicate lace was the color of midnight, with thin straps and cut that left little to the imagination. I had bought it weeks ago, dreaming of the night I would finally wear it for him. I had already imagined the look on his face when he saw me in it, the way his eyes would darken with desire. But now, Aunt Mae was holding it up like a trophy, with a cold smile on her lips.“This will do,” she said. “It
MIRA’S POVThe sting of Aunt Mae slap was still burning in my cheek, but I refused to let it break me. I stood there in the middle of the main hall, with my chest heaving furiously and my eyes burning with tears that I refused to let fall. Aunt Mae was standing in front of me, her cold eyes piercing intomine like daggers, and Claudia was hovering nearby, with a twisted smile on her cruel face.“Look at her,” Claudia said, with so much venom in her voice. “Standing there like she is innocent. Like she has done nothing wrong. Mae dear, you should have seen her. She slapped a guard, she shouted at her Alpha, and made a huge scene in front of our esteemed guests like a common fool. She has no shame. No respect. No dignity.”Aunt Mae narrowed her eyes and asked in a deadly whisper. “Is that true? She slapped a guard?”Claudia nodded her head eagerly. “Yes. And not just any guard. Dorian. She slapped him across the face like he was nothing, and told him to know his place. She has become c
RONAN’S POVThe world had tilted sideways, and I was still trying to find my footing.I stood there in front of Declan with my hand still extended from our embrace, and I could feel the blood draining from my face even as I forced my lips to smile. Mira. The Luna. The woman I had spent the night wi
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
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
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 los







