LOGINAzalea Dawson lived a terrible life. Stripped of her Beta father's honour for a crime of treason and denied her wolf by the Moon goddess, she lives for only one purpose. Alpha Klein, her mate who would never claim her publicly until she gets her wolf. Her thoughts, until the return of Alpha Klein's childhood sweetheart shatters the illusion. He never wanted her. A wolfless traitor like her was mud on his garment. Neglected, Scorned, and Heartbroken, Azalea refuses to go down alone, but her resilience is met with a ghastly crash that not only wipes her memories away but also awakens a rear wolf. Unbreakable and unbendable, bound to command victory in every encounter. They meet again, he's desperate now and wants her back. But she's the meritorious Luna of an obsessed Alpha, an arch enemy who would sweep the sea to tear down Alpha Klein's empire. And worse? She doesn't remember him.
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Azalea's Pov The rain patters are gentle on the roof. Not the kind that feels relaxing, but the type that makes your skin crawl in annoyance. It has been showering since last night and probably hindered Alpha Klein from coming out to our secret roost. Or so I choose to believe. I had sneaked out into the rain, wrapped in thick blankets and waited hours into the night. But Alpha Klein never showed up. I sigh out for the upteempth time, forgetting again that Madam Leah is beside me. She's the maids instructor and pack doctor. That way, she can tend to our medical demands as well. She gives me a thoughtful stare before putting away her stethoscopes. “How have you been feeling recently, Azalea?’’ In truth, heartbroken will be fitting. No matter how hard I try to resist it, I can't ease the feeling that Alpha Klein is avoiding me. It's been days since he sent for me, and I'm dying to know what's keeping him so occupied. If only I can get as much as an explanation. “Not very differently.’’ I answer to Madam Leah, swallowing the bitterness in my throat as I sit up from the clinic bed. “Have you been seeing a man?’’ Madam Leah throws again, squeezing a breath from my lungs. “No, I haven't.’’ The lie slips my lips quickly. I have infact been sleeping with a man. A man that is my mate but won't claim me publicly. And I can't even blame him, it's enough that he accepted a wolfless servant omega like me. An Alpha like him deserves a better mate, a Luna material which I'm not…. Yet. I admired Alpha Klein for years while working as a servant in the packhouse, every girl did. Then three years ago, right at the middle of the meteor ceremony, I discovered he was my fated mate. With his ocean blue orbs radiating a mesmerizing golden hue, he'd called me Mate. I had expected him to reject me on the spot, instead he took me away and marked me that very night. Our first night was everything I dreamed of, until the next morning, he stared coldly at me and rebuked me from his bed. He called me wolfless and warned me to never mention anything about that night to anyone. I thought that would be the end for us…. But no. He became obsessed with the idea of having sex with me, while all I've done is love him more after every sweet love-making. “How then do we explain these results?” Madam Leah’s voice jolts me, her eyes judging above her spectacles “You are six weeks pregnant, Azalea.’’ My blood runs cold, lump growing in my throat as Madam Leah watches me like a study experiment. Pregnant? That can't be. Not right now. I haven't gotten my wolf yet, and until I do Alpha Klein cannot claim me publicly as his mate. He didn’t say so himself, but the fact that he hasn't rejected me means he still wants me. I grab Madam Leah’s hand out of reflex, my heart thudding in my chest “Please Madam Leah, you can't tell anybody about this.’’ She frowns, surprised by my reaction. “Tell me, Azalea. Who have you been involved with?’’ I shake my head, my eyes pooling with tears already. Alpha Klein demanded that we keep our mate bond and affair a secret, and how do I even tell anyone that I'm involved with the Alpha? A low rank traitor blood like me? It won't be weird if they call me crazy. “I'll let you think it over while we serve the Alpha family's lunch. By tonight you must give me explanations or face the Luna.’’ Madam Leah threatens, her frown still intact as she walks out of the ward. I squeeze my belly with a han, sweat pouring down my neck. I should be the happiest person that I'm carrying the Alpha's pub, the heir to Crystal moon pack. But it's the total opposite. I'm not together with my mate, which makes my pregnancy an abomination with charges of banishment from the pack. A shiver runs down my spine at the thought. I must get to Alpha Klein and let him know about it. ** I have prepared a note, telling Alpha Klein to meet me at our roost tonight; I have something urgent to tell him. I squeeze the note in my palm as we set the Alpha family's table. Madam Leah keeps stifling quiet glances at me and that makes it harder to plant the note. Once the elevator doors open, I take the distraction to stylishly sweep my note under the ceramics meant for Alpha Klein. Luna Emily's heels announces her entrance first, with her usual straight face and elegance that no one dares to irritate. She's Alpha Klein’s mother, and princess Ruby is walking beside her. My breath stops, knowing who's coming out next. And his scent soon infiltrates my nose. Strong cedar mixed with mint chocolate flavour, the aroma that always makes my stomach twist in a mix of fright and excitement. He doesn't spare a glance my way, yet I can't take my eyes off him. Especially with the grave news I now carry. My attention is quickly distracted when a slender figure steps out after him, and I'm forced to realise that he has been waiting for her. She's clad in a sophisticated red dress that stops on her mid-thigh. Long orange hair, obviously soaked with dye, and perfect white skin that I can only dream about having. Spotless. Flawless. My heart skips beats as she slips her hand in Alpha Klein's slightly opened arm, and he escorts her to the table. She’s Aurelia. Alpha Klein's childhood bestfriend….or sweetheart? I hate to remember that part. She disappeared three years ago, after the meteor ceremony. My guts feelings tells me she left because she didn't get mated to Alpha Klein again. Everyone thought they'd be mates, even till now they still matchmake them. Why is she back here? Her eyes meet mine, and I see a small smirk cross her lips. She stops in front of me, pulling Alpha Klein back. ‘‘Azalea?’’ Her voice is filled with false surprise. Of course she knows me. She would never forget me after the incident years ago, when she tried to lock me in a basement for adding cinnamon to her cookies but Alpha Klein had saved me. I fell in love with that eighteen year old boy who stepped in like my knight in shining armor. “It's so good to see you again, Azalea.’’ Aurelia says again, smiling innocently. Like the sight of me doesn't irritate her just as much as seeing her irritates me. “I didn't know you were visiting.’’ I force a strained smile, struggling to keep my eyes from her tucked arm with my mate's. “Visiting? Not quite.’’ She looks up at Alpha Klein, and he plants a short kiss on her lips, stabbing what little piece of my heart is remaining. He has never kissed me. With me, it's always a straight face, commands I dare not disobey, and informal conversations that demands only my answers. He even demanded that I say his name with title. But I've never complained, or think it's so unfair. Until now. Now that I watch him look at another woman with emotions he's never showed me, without even caring about my presence. Unlike Aurelia, I'm neither beautiful nor sophisticated. I could compare to a bag of trash and she a bag of treasures, a contrasting opposite to her charms. Aurelia's giggle is like needles to my heart as she turns back to me, sticking her arm tighter in Alpha Klein's grip. “I'm here to stay this time. As your Luna.’’°° AZALEA °° He's here again. The man without a face. Grabbing me in a choke hold from behind, whilst pouring kisses on my shoulder. Soft moans leaves my lips. I'm enjoying every bit of him on my skin. His other hand is on my belly, caressing downwards into the waistband of my skirt. My legs shiver as his cold fingers stroke my clit, giving way to another sweet moan from my lips. “Do you like that?’’ He grunts into my ear, his own voice heavy with great need and desire even though it was all hidden in the hoarseness. “I love it.’’ I moan stupidly, but sincerely. “How do you want me to fuck you?’’ He asks again, slipping his fingers below my clit to caress my dripping pussy hole. “I.. I want you to fuck me like your little slut.’’ I gasp, losing my breath, and the strength in my legs that has been keeping me from collapsing. He takes out his hand and bend me over the table, ripping off my skirt like a godforsaken boundary that has been blocking him from gettin
°° AZALEA °°A deafening silence follows the slamming sound of the door as Gustavo chases Héctor out. Just the perfect atmosphere I need to focus. I don't mean to sound selfish, but this was my call. Healing was my call. Héctor's worries may be valid, but so are my concerns. ‘‘You should have just listened to him.’’ Lea sparks in my head, rolling her eyes. ‘‘And we would have just lost a soul.’’‘‘A single soul. We have saved countless others.’’ Lea teased sarcastically. Sarcastically. Because I choose to believe that is the only explanation for her behavior. I know her zeal to heal has faltered greatly since we brewed the Axyon mixture; she had channeled so much energy into it that it exhausted her resurgence. Still, a healer was a healer. Her mannerisms, instincts, and her overall approach to demanding situations entirely, cannot be changed. Earlier when Héctor mentioned that the warrior had been injected with Axyon, Lea had wavered but she didn't falter. Her instincts sugges
°° HÉCTOR °°Silence. Painfully long and nearly embarrassing. Not a response. Not even a glance back. Then she slowly drops the napkin into a bowl of water, only to place her hands on Jake's chest, just above his nipples. My heart skips six beats and I swallow hard. This has to be the one part I detest the most about the healing process. The victims lying there shirtless, near naked, and having Xendaya all over them. I mean I've never even had her touch me like that. Xendaya's gaze suddenly darts to me like a whip, knocking breath out of my lungs. I fear she might have caught the grudge on my face. But she seems worried instead, her face knotted up. ‘‘Something is wrong.’’ I clear my throat, finding my voice while my gaze shifts to Jake's stiff body. ‘‘He has Axyon in his system.’’ Xendaya gasps in shock. “The warriors injected him when he refused to succumb to them.’’ ‘‘But we have to at least hear what he has to say.’’ Gustavo chirps in, refusing to give up yet. “We must s
°° HÉCTOR °°Jake. My fingers froze on the steering, my heart thudding louder than any drum as I watch the chaos unfolding in front of me. Jake, convulsing in Gustavo's arms, looking badly injured with blood all over his face. Even in that state and after four years have passed, there is still no way I wouldn't recognize my Gamma. He hasn’t changed a lot, most especially the ugly scar beneath his left eye. He'd gotten it from a severe attack once when we went hunting in the woods and accidentally trespassed into another pack's territory. For a second, I forget how to breathe.Jake.Four years of silence.Four years of unanswered questions.And he was alive all along?“Shit!’’ Xendaya cusses as she traces my gaze and also sees the chaos outside. She hurries out of the car and I follow after her immediately, unsure about whether to stop her or let her.Jake left for an inspection of Crystal Moon pack four years ago and never returned. We believed he had gotten caught, and I even wen
°° AZALEA °°I massage my face gently, following Nyra’s instructions about how to apply the supposedly “expensive” face oil for effective results. There is a thin line below my eyes, like the one that usually forms an eyebag after so much weeping. Except that mine isn't from excess weeping nor is i
°° AZALEA °° I clear my throat as the nurse lady pulls the cheek swab from my mouth. She drops it into a glass and turns to me with a smile. Maybe I didn't need to but I find it creepy as hell. I've had to sit on one butt since she walked in, in case she acts crazy again. She must have noticed
Chapter 9 °° HÉCTOR °° I blow out a breath I didn't realise I've been holding as I walk out of the clinic. This has to be the most challenging trial I've had to defeat in my whole life. Outside, Helene and Gustavo are waiting for me. They immediately turn to me as I approach. “How did it go?’
Chapter 6ALPHA KLEIN'S POVOne great lesson love has taught me is patience, especially with someone as fragile as Aurelia. Finally getting her back to shape, we settle quietly in the car and I drive back home with millions of thoughts running in my head. How do I discard Aurelia now before going






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