LISA’S POVThe uncanny resemblance between Kiara and me was like staring into a mirror that reflected not just my face but also my soul. It was as if we were two drops of water in the same ocean, indistinguishable from one another. This revelation sent a shiver down my spine, causing me to question the very fabric of my existence. My past was a blank canvas, tainted solely by the vivid memory of a horseback riding accident that had erased my memories.I hurried down the stone hallway, its dampness and darkness chilling my bones. My mind was a whirlwind of questions. Had my brothers deceived me? Was I a twin at birth? The questions echoed in my mind like a haunting melody, growing louder with each passing second.Suddenly, I froze. My heart pounded so hard that I could hear it in my ears as I remembered the stolen kiss with Asher in his chambers. I felt my face flush, remembering the feel of his lips against mine. He had kissed me, thinking I was her, and I had kissed him back. I had
ASHER’S POV"Lisa, wait!" I called out as I watched her run away from me. She didn't stop or look back. She vanished through the door, leaving me alone and confused.We had just kissed, and it had been the most amazing kiss of my life. Her lips were soft and sweet, and her tongue was playful and teasing. She had kissed me back with passion and fervor, as if she felt the same way I did. But then she had pulled away, her eyes wide and scared, and she had fled from me without a word.Why? What had I done wrong? Was it that she didn’t want me? Or was it that she didn’t feel the connection between us? I could have sworn she had responded to every singe one of my demands.I couldn’t let her go. I had to find her, talk to her, and make her understand. I pushed my way through the door, following the trail of her scent and the glint of her golden hair. I caught a glimpse of her as she turned a corner, only to be met by the sight of Scarlett.Scarlett. I am certain that she despised Kiara and d
LISA’S POV"Carelessness is a luxury we can't afford." Jonas's voice cut through the silence like a knife later that night, making me flinch. He glared at me with cold fury, his eyes piercing my soul. "Especially not when it comes to Scarlett."I lowered my head, unable to meet his gaze. A surge of guilt and anger washed over me—conflicting emotions that tore at my composure. I was aware of my mistake, yet I felt I didn’t deserve his wrath."I'm sorry," I whispered, hoping he would forgive me. "It won't happen again."He sighed, his face softening a bit. He ran a hand through his hair, a gesture of frustration. "Look, I know you didn't mean to cause trouble, but you have to be more careful. You don't understand how delicate our situation is. We're walking on a tightrope here, and any slip could send us tumbling down."I nodded, feeling the pressure of his words. I knew he was right, but it was hard to accept. I wanted to live freely and go back to my brothers, but I couldn't.I had to
LISA’S POVSeeing the confusion in my eyes, Jonas proceeded to explain. He told me that being chosen as his mate was the highest honor he could bestow. He described it as a sacred ritual, a bond that would forever unite us.According to him, it was the only way to shield me from the lurking dangers in the shadows. It was also his unique method of claiming me as his own, completely and irrevocably.“Come on, Lisa. You should be grateful for this privilege. This could be the best thing that ever happens to you.”I stared at him, an uproar of emotions churning within me. I felt trapped, cornered, and utterly helpless. I yearned to scream at him, to flee, to resist. Yet, I knew it was all in vain. I was acutely aware that he had sealed my fate long before his intentions were laid bare.I knew escape was impossible, but that didn’t mean I would let him ruin my life with his selfish plans. I tried to jerk away from his iron grip, but Jonas held me fast, his eyes boring into mine with a pred
ASHER’S POVIn the privacy of my room, I found myself pacing like a caged beast, each step echoing my growing restlessness. I had managed to deter my brother Jonas from claiming Lisa as his mate, but the ticking clock of uncertainty gnawed at me.How long had it been before he sought the council’s permission? The idea that Jonas might possess knowledge about Lisa that I lacked was a persistent thorn in my side, continually pricking my curiosity. Moreover, the fact that she bore an uncanny resemblance to Kiara only served to further fuel the fire of my imagination.She possessed the same delicate features, yet she was not Kiara, not my mate. I found myself at a loss, uncertain of how to approach Lisa under the hawk-like surveillance of Jonas. It was as if he kept her under lock and key, a precious gem hidden from prying eyes. His possessiveness was palpable, as though he feared someone might uncover the truth or snatch her away from him.But who could blame him? She was a rare beauty,
LISA’S POVThe air was heavy with tension, silently bearing witness to the unfolding drama. The mystery of Alpha Asher’s fascination with the jagged scar gracing my neck was beyond my comprehension. His face, typically warm and vibrant, had turned pale, as if my words had drained the color from him.Jonas, his eyes icy and piercing, shot me a glare that could freeze the sun. I quickly averted my gaze to the safety of the floor. It wasn’t Jonas’s icy reaction that prompted me to do so, but the unbearable sight of Asher’s face, now mirroring shock and disbelief.Asher, finally regaining his voice from wherever it had fled, asked me again, his voice trembling slightly, “Are you sure you got that mark from horse riding?” I shrugged, my voice barely a whisper. “I can’t remember, but my brothers assured me it was so. They said I had taken a nasty fall while galloping around our parents’ farm.”Before Asher could utter another word, Jonas, like a protective wall, stepped in between us. His
JONAS POVA storm of jealousy rages within me, threatening to consume my sanity. My brother Asher’s infatuation with Lisa is a relentless thorn in my side, a ceaseless, gnawing torment that seems to amplify with each ticking second of every interminable day.I hate to admit it, but I’m currently at my wit’s end, trying to make him understand that Lisa is mine, and mine alone. His mate, Kiara, is gone, swallowed by the cruel jaws of death.Yes, I know this much because I was there that fateful night. I was a silent witness to her demise. I planned every single detail, from the moment she was deceived to the moment she met her end. Therefore, there’s absolutely no room for doubt.Kiara isn’t coming back; I’ve made sure of that. The sooner that fool, Asher, understands this and moves on, the better for him. Lisa may bear a striking resemblance to Kiara, but it’s nothing more than a bizarre twist of fate.I was wrong to believe that making him obsessed with Lisa would lead her to become mi
ASHER’S POV'Asher, stop trying to prove that Lisa is Kiara. She isn’t.' Jonas’ warning from earlier reechoed in my mind, igniting a surge of reckless energy within me. It was similar to a wild hurricane, driving me to pace the confines of my office like a beast trapped in a cage.I paced the room restlessly, haunted by the uncanny resemblance between Lisa and Kiara, which was driving me to the edge of my sanity. 'I can’t remember it, but my brothers assured me it was a nasty fall while we were galloping around our parents’ farm,' Lisa had said. The look in her eyes as she spoke those words was eerily familiar.“I couldn’t believe it,” I whispered to myself. The scar was a mirror image of the one I remembered. But how could I confirm it when all she had was a fragmented memory that she could barely piece together? Despite the chilling familiarity of the scar and her face, they remained devoid of any trace of any wolf.Frustration swelled within me, a tidal wave of emotion threatening