LOGIN"I was wrong to let you live," Elara cut him off, her voice devoid of any anger, carrying only a cold, chilling finality.She ripped her hand out of his grip with enough force to make him stumble back. "I was wrong to think that leaving you alive to crawl in the dirt as a servant would be enough to teach you your place. That is the mistake I am admitting to, Greene.""Pack your things and leave the White House. I don't want to see you ever again.""Ella..."Elara whipped back instantly."Look, yeah... I took revenge on you because I was so mad about how much I labored for you, how much I wanted us to work, how much I cared! But in the end, you treated me with so much contempt.""I gave everything to you, but all you gave me was nothing but pain, pain, and more pain. I mean, why am I even explaining myself? But I figured I should because you keep getting the wrong idea."Greene opened his mouth to speak, but she didn't give him the chance, her words cutting through his like air. "I d
"You know Calvin lives in the White House now," Silas pointed out, his jaw tightening at the mention of the Alpha. "It's not going to be possible.""Do we have to care about them? Do I have to care about Calvin?" Silas pressed, a dangerous flare of defiance in his eyes."We have to. He could kill you," Elara said, her voice dead serious. She knew the depths of Calvin’s malice better than anyone."But I stopped caring.""I still care. I would never want to bury you, Silas," Elara countered, placing a steadying hand over his chest, feeling the rhythm of his heart. "We have to take things slow. But I am making sure that I am never marrying Calvin. That’s for sure."Elara’s gaze softened as she began to inspect him properly, her fingers lightly tracing the edge of the high collar meant to hide his throat. Her eyes darkened as she took in his pale complexion and the slight tremor he couldn't entirely mask. "You could have died," she said, the raw terror from the night before bleeding in
Elara stood in the middle of the room until Silas came out from the adjoining dressing area. He froze in his tracks the exact moment he saw her standing there, waiting for him in the quiet morning light."Silas..." she said, her voice dropping into the most vulnerable tone she had ever used in her life. "Are you okay?"He didn't say a single word. Stripped of his rigidity and the exhausting facade of the previous night, he simply moved forward and crashed into her embrace immediately."Oh, dear..." Elara murmured, her arms wrapping tightly around his waist as she buried her face in his shoulder. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Silas.""I've missed you... I've missed you so much, Elara. I needed you so much..." he rasped, his hands gripping her jacket as if she were the only anchor keeping him grounded."I'm so sorry.""Do you think we can stay apart from each other for this long?" Silas asked, his voice shaking with a raw, desperate truth. "Do you think we can actually marry Calvin and B
"Why?""What do you mean by why? I'm your doctor! Do you think I'm safe being here?""Dre, stop being overly dramatic and just go. I will be fine.""Who's talking about you right now? I'm speaking of my own safety!" Dre hissed, leaning in closer. "Where are all your suppressants? Do you discard them well, or keep them safely where they can't be found?""Dre, sometimes you just act like you know everything, and sometimes you don't," Silas said, pushing through the lingering fatigue to sit up on the edge of the bed. He sighed heavily, noticing the faint light filtering through the heavy drapes. It was already morning, the wee hours of the morning, so the sun still hadn't fully risen into the sky."What are you getting up for?" Dre asked, exasperated."Because I always have my schedules in the morning to take care of. You're forgetting that I'm supposed to be a son-in-law to the Prime Minister."Dre stared at him, his expression shifting from amusement to absolute terror. "You... you r
"The riches? The power?" Beatrice continued, jabbing straight into his darkest desires. "Elara is going to become President. Haven't you thought about what life would be like with Elara if you had her back? You wouldn't be a servant in the shadows anymore, Greene. You would be standing right beside the most powerful person in the country. Think about it. Why are you letting that arrogant Calvin or anyone else take what was yours for twelve years?""Elara doesn't want to meet me," Greene softened, his voice dropping as he stared blankly at the floor. He let out a heavy, defeated breath, "Apart from that day she came into this room, I don't think she wants to meet me at all.""If she doesn't want to meet you, why don't you force her to meet you?" Beatrice countered sharply, stepping closer until she was directly in his line of sight. "Do you want to remain here as a servant forever? Scrubbing floors and waiting on the very people who look down on you? Do you honestly want to continue
Before Elara could violently protest or tear her hand away from his grasp, Calvin was already pulling her away from the door. Dre breathed in and out heavily before knocking firmly on the door Inside, Beatrice had finally stopped her fake moaning. She was standing by the edge of the mattress, glaring down at Silas, who was still slumped on the floor.A strange, intensely sweet scent she couldn't quite place was radiating from him, thick enough to make her head spin.Then the knock came again, followed by a low, urgent murmur. "Silas..."It was an unfamiliar male voice she had never heard before, but the sudden intrusion made her instinctively reach for her silk robe, wrapping it tightly around herself."Who's there?" she demanded sharply.Outside, Dre panicked upon hearing a female voice inside the room. His fingers tightened around his medical case.Silas, however, had already registered the muffled call of his name. The sound of Dre's voice acted like a sudden, desperate shock to
"Yes, sir," he replied, turning toward her.Elara masked her surprise, forcing her face to remain a sheet of ice. Up close, the contrast was jarring. How had that small, fragile boy grown so fast? He was tall now, his frame bulky and filled out beneath the expensive fabric of his suit. Time had bee
She looked at him coldly, her expression a mask of indifference she had spent a decade perfecting. She averted her gaze almost immediately, staring out at the receding landscape of the life she was abandoning."Does my father know that I'm coming back?""Yes er... He sent me to pick you. I'm now hi
"Is there anything you regret at the moment?" The therapist asked.Elara’s eyes closed, the salt of her tears stinging the raw skin of her cheeks. Her heart bobbed up and down in her chest. She couldn't even say no. How could she? The memories were everywhere, clinging to the corners of her vision
The scent hit her like a memory she had no permission to forget. It was sweet, soft, and dangerously familiar. Just like twelve years ago. Elara’s breath caught as it wrapped around her senses, slipping past her control, settling deep in her chest like something ancient recognizing its own.Silas.







