MasukSoraya Miller’s POV I was doomed. Sorely doomed. And there were no two ways about it. I thought I'd been careful that night. I was so sure I had. I'd taken a clean sweep of the hallway and there was no one there. So what was all this talk about a witness? Surely, I would be killed for this. It was a miracle I was still standing as Rielle rose from her vanity, walked past me and lowered herself onto the couch. The seconds were ticking down in slow motion as Odette pulled the door open and in walked Jenna. Of course, it just had to be Jenna. The one power-hungry leech the Blackwells were unfortunate enough to hire. She was one to suck up to anyone in a high position as long as it benefitted her in some way. There was an air of pride in her movements as she bowed before Rielle. Jenna's lips curved into the faintest of smiles as she straightened, patting down her ginger hair tied back in a bun similar to mine. It was no surprise, she looked very pleased with herself.
Soraya Miller’s POVI sat in a corner of the hallway, helping Clara compile a restocking list for foodstuffs used during the founding family meeting/introduction that happened a few days ago. While she moved around the manor performing her never-ending tasks.It was tiring, but anything to take my mind off of Cassian and that weird Lucien Noire guy was highly welcomed.“Soraya,” someone called, causing me to look up and see it was Beatrice.“Hmm?”“Clara wants you upstairs,” Beatrice said, stretching out her hand for the inventory book. “In the Luna’s dressing room.”My heart sank instantly as I handed it over. “For what?”“How would I know?” she looked genuinely offended as she snatched the book away from me and entered the kitchen.I stalked up to the third floor, where all the family members' rooms were. Taking in a deep breath, I knocked once and waited till the door was opened for me.Luna Elara sat reclined against a throne-like chaise, with her human nail technicians doing her
Soraya Miller’s POV Ron and I immediately followed after her. The manor’s courtyard had begun to fill up with people attracted by her gut-wrenching screams. Pack members, other attendants, and even founding family representatives who were about to leave after their meeting all gathered around. “Please!” The mother begged, no one in particular. “Please save him!” Why didn’t she go to the pack doctor? Why bring him in here? Rielle stepped out from within the crowd, closely followed by her personal attendants. Her features contorted in despair as she took in the sorry state of the child. My heart broke. He was only ten, and I was teasing him just a few days ago when he followed his mother to drop off supplies. We laughed when I told him I knew how to make paper planes better than he did. What the hell happened? “Alpha Dominic!” she wailed, laying her convulsing son on the grass. “Alpha Cassian! Somebody, please help me!” Azura was reacting weirdly as I made to step forw
Soraya Miller’s POV Standing through a three-course meal with my heart breaking apart each second was something I never thought I’d go through. “Honestly, I think they’ll adore this pairing,” Luna Elara said, wiping away lamb sauce from her lips. Rielle laughed softly, tucking a golden loc of hair behind her ears. “I hope so. Mother says I worry too much.” “You do,” Rhoda Thorne agreed immediately. “Mother.” “You absolutely do.” A round of rich laughter followed, and even Cassian smiled. The sight of it all made me sick to my stomach. “It’s settled then,” Alpha Dominic announced. “We’ll inform them about the union at the meeting upstairs.” Rielle looked towards Cassian. “You’re alright with that?” For the first time since entering the hall, he actually spoke. “Of course.” Whatever was left of me shattered instantly. I couldn’t breathe. “You two really do look good together.” Luna Elara’s eyes sparkled in a way I’d never seen before. Heat rose to Rielle’s cheeks, and Cas
Soraya Miller’s POV “Soraya! Wake up!” The sharp voice dragged me out of my sleep alongside the continuous shaking. “What?” My mind was still fuzzy from sleep. “What is it?” “Open your eyes, Soraya,” Clara’s voice registered in my head as my eyes fluttered open. “Get ready quickly. We are expecting important guests.” I sat up, looking around my room as bits and pieces of memories from earlier this morning filtered into my mind. I noted how I was back in my night shirt, even though I was sure it wasn't my doing. My bed still smelled like him. It still smelled like the sin we had shared. “What's funny?” Clara snapped, rather annoyed as she pulled open my curtains. She was already dressed and ready for the day, prim and proper as always. “W-What?” I stuttered. Oh Lord, I hadn't realized I was smiling like a fool. She cast me one more glance before leaving my room. “Be quick!” As the door closed with a bang, I let out a tired sigh. Another day to flutter around t
Soraya Miller’s POV My wolf knew it was him even before the knock sounded. But I waited, and sure enough, the patterned knock came at around 1am. Trying to contain my excitement, I quickly paused the movie I was watching on my phone and hopped over, unlocking the door as quietly as I could. His hands found my waist, pulling me into his embrace, lips enclosing mine with an intensity I'd grown used to but could never get tired of. This was so goddamn wrong, and we both knew it. But as they said, the forbidden fruit always tasted the sweetest. He smiled against my lips, finally breaking free as he came into my room. I poked my head out a bit, taking a clean sweep of the hallway with my eyes, but there was no one in sight. Satisfied, I quietly shut the door and turned the lock. “You know you shouldn’t be opening the door this late.” “I know, that’s why we can't keep meeting like this, Cas,” I muttered, sitting beside him on my bed. “It's dangerous.” “Be calm, Sora,” he







