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Interrogation

Darius felt his heart tighten at her words. It hurt him deeply to know Amara was feeling this way, and he silently vowed to do whatever it took to make her happy. You are so many things Celine is not, Amara, Darius spoke softly as he cupped her cheeks with both hands. Amara, you are brave, smart, intelligent, and kind. Darius gazed into Amara’s eyes, his hands gently cradling her face as if she were the most fragile yet precious thing in the world. Amara, he began, his voice a low, steady murmur that sent a shiver down her spine. You are so many things Celine could never be. You are brave, smart, and kind. You have this strength that comes from within—a strength you don’t even realize you possess. That’s what makes you stand out. That’s why I admire you. Amara’s breath hitched at his words, her heart racing in her chest. She wanted to look away, to dismiss his words, but the intensity in his g

Injured

Someone is here for you, Lena said as she stepped in front of Amara. Amara, curious about who it could be, lifted her head from the laptop. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw Alpha Darius walking into her office. You’re here. You didn’t tell me you were coming, Amara said, standing abruptly. Darius simply smiled and closed the distance between them, placing a tender kiss on her forehead. Amara couldn’t suppress the familiar fluttering in her stomach. When he pulled away, he flashed her a warm smile. Amara, suddenly shy, nervously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. So why are you here? she asked, her voice soft. Darius’s warm smile faltered slightly, and Amara noticed the hint of discomfort in his expression. I came for this, he murmured, his voice low and laced with fake discomfort. He placed a hand over his

Shopping

The knock on Damon’s door shifted his attention away from the document. He looked up from the document in his hands, annoyance flickering for a moment before he masked it. Come in. The door opened, and Celine entered, dressed in a fitted blue gown that clung to her curves, accentuating her figure. Damon’s gaze lifted, his eyes meeting hers as she walked confidently toward him. When she reached the desk, she flashed him a smile before sitting on the couch opposite him. Good evening, Alpha Damon, she greeted sweetly. Damon nodded. Good evening, Celine. How are you enjoying your stay? A slight frown flickered across her face. I’m doing well, Alpha Damon. It’s just that you hardly have time for me. She paused, her eyes narrowing slightly as she watched him. Yes, Alpha Damon, I thought I was here to get to know you, but how do we do that when you’re too busy

In His Arm

It’s okay, Amara. It was just a dream, Darius murmured, his voice soft and soothing as he gently rubbed her back. Amara trembled in his arms, her breath shaky, her body still reeling from the lingering terror of the nightmare. The dream had felt so vivid, so real, that even now her heart pounded as if she had just sprinted a mile. But it wasn’t just the fear that unsettled her. There was something more, something ominous she couldn’t shake. At the doorway, Damon lingered in silence, his hand tightening around the frame. He wanted to step in, to go to her, to comfort her the way only a mate should. But he couldn’t. He couldn’t cross that invisible line he had drawn for himself. His wolf howled in protest, urging him to act, but Damon suppressed it. His hands curled into fists, and without a word, he turned and walked away, leaving Darius behind to take care of her. Amara remained in D

Let me in

The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow across the quiet room. Amara’s eyes fluttered open, and it took a moment for her to register her surroundings. A soft sigh left her lips when she realized she was in her room, but then she noticed a sudden warmth beneath her and felt herself pressed against someone. Panicked, she lifted her head and froze. Darius was lying beside her. His crimson hair fell messily over his face. His features were softened in sleep, and for a moment, he looked so peaceful it was hard to look away. Her breath caught in her throat as she stared at him, her heart pounding fiercely in her chest. She wanted to move, to slip away quietly before he woke up, but she didn’t want to wake him. Darius shifted slightly, a faint murmur escaping his lips. Her eyes dropped to his hand, resting on the bed betw

Fight

Get one thing straight. Amara, you and I are not on the same status. You are nothing but a maid. Even my personal maid isn’t on your level, so get that straight into your head, Celine snapped. Amara clenched her jaw at Celine’s words. Celine scoffed and stepped closer so that she was just inches away from Amara. She ran a disgusted look over Amara before holding her gaze. I don’t know how you were able to make Alpha Darius date you. You probably gave your body cheaply to him, she spat, her voice dripping with jealousy. Her words made Amara furious. Watch your tongue, Celine. I won’t have you come into my room and throw insults at me, Amara warned. Celine chuckled loudly. Really? And what would you do? Just because you’re privileged to date one of the Alphas, you think you can talk back to me? Do you even know who my father is? she sneered. Amara’s wolf growled ins

Won't let her go

Damon stood frozen, his fists still clenched, but his expression horrified. I didn’t mean Amara. I didn’t see you. He stammered, stepping forward. Darius’s eyes flashed with anger as he growled at him. Stay back. Darius’s voice was like a thunderclap, stopping Damon in his tracks. You’ve done enough. Amara groaned softly, her head throbbing, but she managed to blink up at Darius. I’m fine, she whispered, though her voice was weak. Darius ignored her reassurance, his attention focused entirely on her as he cradled her protectively. No, you’re not, he said firmly. You’re hurt. Damon took another step forward, his hands raised as if to show he meant no harm. I didn’t mean to hit her, he said, his voice strained with guilt. It was an accident. Damon hated himself at that moment. How could he be so careless no

Still love him

Amara blinked, startled by Damon’s sudden presence. His broad shoulders seemed to fill the small office as he shut the door behind him. His expression unreadable, she straightened in her chair, her pulse quickening. Alpha Damon, she asked cautiously, her voice calm but tinged with curiosity. What are you doing here? Damon’s gaze softened slightly as he looked at her, guilt flickering in his eyes. He hesitated, running a hand through his dark hair. I came to apologise, he said finally, his voice low. Amara’s brow furrowed. You already said it was an accident, she replied, leaning back in her chair. Please, you’ll have to excuse me. I have a lot to do, she said rudely. Damon clenched his jaw, his fists tightening at his sides. You believe I would deliberately hurt you? he asked, his voice laced with frustration and pain. Amara stood up, moving around

Present

Are you okay, James? Darius’s beta asked in a worried tone, as he noticed Darius’s uncharacteristic silence. Darius didn’t respond. He continued staring out the window, his thoughts consumed by what he had seen at the hospital—Amara with Damon. At that moment, it played over and over in his head, igniting a storm of emotions he struggled to contain. James stepped away from the door and approached his Alpha, stopping just behind him. I’m not just your beta, Darius. I’m also your best friend. Can you please tell me what’s wrong? His voice softened, brimming with concern. But Darius remained silent, lost in the turmoil of his thoughts. A knock on the door broke the tense quiet. James turned to find a maid standing there, her hands clasped nervously. Alpha Darius, dinner is ready, she informed him. Darius didn’t move. I’m not hungry, he said curtly, his tone leaving no room for argument. The maid n

On Purpose

Injured, Amara asked. Her heart racing as she impulsively shoved Darius off her. She stumbled out of bed, hastily straightened her clothes, and without sparing him a glance, she flung the door open. A panicked-looking maid stood there, her face pale with worry. What happened? Amara asked, her unease growing. We don’t know. Please come with me, the maid urged, already turning to lead the way. Amara followed without hesitation, her chest tightening. With every hurried step, her mind raced, her worry mounting. Behind her, Darius remained on the bed, stunned and confused. Frustration welled up inside him, his jaw tightening. Why would Damon, of all people, get injured now? Grumbling under his breath, Darius threw on a shirt and stomped out after her. Amara stormed into Damon’s room and found him seated on his bed. Her eyes immediately went to the big cut on his left rib, and she gasped instinctively, moving

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