AriMy chest pounded as I followed Lord Ulric and his armsbearer. I couldn't help but wonder why the Jarl’s brother was suddenly interested in me. The commotion earlier didn't paint him in a good light, and honestly, I wanted nothing to do with him. If I had a say, I'd steer clear of him as much as possible.However, being tied to the Ironwolf's clan meant I had to obey his every command, leaving me with no choice and feeling pretty powerless.As expected, my thoughts were more intense than my actions. Negative ideas about the worst-case scenario started creeping in as I followed the other son of the Ironwolf. The fear of the unknown ate at me, and the uncertainties about Lord Ulric's actions stressed me out big time. If only he hadn't been so harsh with Jenna, I would've been fine just doing my job and following his orders.Lord Ulric and Ruther were deep in conversation about something, and I just tagged along, keeping my head down, my heart still racing. As we strolled, my mind sta
AriShocked, I couldn't find words to respond to Lord Ulric. Our previous encounter had been merely an unexpected coincidence, and I had never been involved with him in the past. It seemed impossible that he could be interested in me after just one meeting. I didn’t want to sound conceited, but why would he want to date me, a mere omega, for such an important event?My looks lacked any charm, with my short hair serving as a testament to my low status. Even if he wasn't concerned with my status, the heavy housework had drastically altered my appearance as a fine lady. I saw myself as an unattractive omega with nothing but housework in my life, and no time to look beautiful, wear makeup, or dress nicely. Thus, Lord Ulric asking me to be his date was a total shock. It took me a while to process it and provide an answer.Meanwhile, Lord Ulric stood up from his desk and took a glass from the drawer. He poured himself a glass of champagne, chugging it like it was just water, showing no expr
AriTurning around, I instantly recognized the voice. It was too familiar; there was no need to see who it was. Seraphina was staring at me with disgust and mockery, launching insults without restraint.“So you do really desire a comfortable life, after all, I see. I can’t blame you.”I despised Seraphina’s words. Understanding her intentions, I decided I wouldn't back down any longer. Fed up with her constant insults and snide remarks, I chose to fight back this time, engaging her in the same game she excelled at.“Come on, Seraphina. I am sure you know how to live like an omega. Who doesn’t want a better life than serving others?”Seraphina clapped her hands in response.“Well done, Ari. At last, you admitted what kind of a woman you really are. I admire your honesty this time. It is only the right choice for you since you lost the chance to be married off to the Jarl. To be honest, I predicted this in my head already. Lord Ulric would be your next target.”I scoffed at how Seraphin
KristoffThe night before my wedding, I found myself in the lavish room, surrounded by all the extravagant wedding preparations. My suit hung on the side, and the luxurious ambiance spoke volumes about the richness of our pack. As the Jarl of the Iron Flame, the most powerful pack in the entire continent, everything I needed was readily available, either inside the room or with personal servants stationed outside, ready to fulfill my every need.Standing by the window, I felt the breeze brushing against my face, and a sense of melancholy enveloped me. My mind drifted back to the Moonshadow pack, recalling a time when the room was simpler, less adorned. No omegas waited outside, attending to my every need. I could breathe freely, expressing my love without the weight of expectations. My suit hung in anticipation, and despite the simplicity, that room held a comfort that surpassed any grandeur.I reminisced about that night in the Moonshadow pack before my wedding with Ari, where the sk
Kristoff"Enough, YOU LYING BITCH!"I yelled at her, my body trembling with anger. I glared at Maddie with murderous eyes. But instead of being intimidated, she stood her ground, ready to defend her version of the truth.“Why don’t you ask your spies to verify it? I am certain they all witnessed how my sister went back and forth in your brother’s office. Isn’t it suspicious enough to see an omega assigned to wash dirty linens go to his room? Especially in the middle of the night when omegas aren’t allowed to go out and wander. You’re not stupid to not know the rules. Clearly, she is going there for some private business. My sister is unmated and beautiful. Who knows what type of things she was able to gain because of that leverage.”I growled, feeling my fangs emerge. The color of my eyes changed to a golden yellow. I continued to growl and break things around me. Jealousy consumed me. It was the first time that emotion visited me, and the discomfort in my heart consumed me whole.“Yo
KristoffI heaved a sigh, tightened my tie, and fixed my hair. That day had been my wedding day, a day I had never wished for. To me, it had felt more like attending a funeral because it marked the death of a part of me, a thing I would grieve over for the rest of my life. Overwhelming frustration and hopelessness filled me as I faced the unavoidable, something I had to do no matter what.I tried to settle down my feelings as the time for the ceremony drew near. To keep Ari safe, I needed to be in favor of the Ironwolf. I had to obey and please my father to earn his trust and hand over the throne. As long as I remained in my position, as long as my future was to be the most powerful wolf on the continent, Ari would remain safe from possible danger.Without knocking, Rolf entered the room and said, "It’s time." Then, he left, leaving me alone with my thoughts. It was time to face my nightmare. I took a deep breath and left the room. Bjorn, my spirit wolf, howled in pain, understanding
AriI stood at a distance, witnessing the exchanged vows of my sister and my ex-mate. I bit my lip, trying to suppress my emotions as Kristoff finally tied the knot with someone else. It was a sight I never wished to witness, an event I never wanted to attend. But due to the Ironwolf son’s demand, I could do nothing about it. Somehow, with the mate bond finally being severed, I thought things would be less painful for me to watch. I was wrong. It still hurt, even though I knew I no longer had the right to feel this way.It was too late for us. Our love meant nothing now. I had to accept the fact that we could no longer be together. I had to let go of Kristoff. Maybe we weren’t meant to be, just as I thought we were. I promised myself it would be the last time I would be hurt because of him, and I would make sure to keep this promise as long as I live.Unknowingly, my grip on Ulric’s arms tightened. Ulric leaned in and whispered, “Did I make a bad decision bringing you here? Are you ok
AriThere was a heavy silence between us, the tension palpable in the air. The constant glare exchanged by the brothers built a wall of discomfort. The challenging stares pierced through me, making my muscles tense. I hadn't anticipated Ulric standing up for me, and, more painfully, I never fathomed that the man who had once been deeply in love with me now regarded me with such disdain. Accepting this harsh truth was a bitter pill to swallow.Ulric and Kristoff continued their locked stares, seemingly oblivious to the weight of the moment. Eventually, unable to bear the suffocating atmosphere any longer, I reached out and softly touched Ulric’s arms, redirecting his attention towards me.“It is okay, Lord Ulric. After all, I’m just a mere omega who dedicated my life to serving the Ironwolf’s family. The honest thought of the Jarl shouldn’t bother me. Compared to you, him, and the rest of the people inside this room, I am nothing.”Kristoff turned to me as I uttered those words yet did