Alpha IvikThe gains and losses that should have caught my attention were just a blur of numbers in front of me. The numbers on the screen were interesting, but they couldn't compare to the pain in my chest. It had been there since Heather left for Los Angeles two weeks ago. Every figure I looked at was an attempt to dull the pain of her absence, and every mouse click was an attempt to take my mind off the desire that consumed me.If I were any other Alpha, I might have used force to keep her near and prevent her departure. But I no longer wanted to use force. Even though Heather was my fated mate, even though I sensed the love she had for me, I respected her independence too much to ever consider such an act. She couldn't feel our bond, which was alarming, to say the least. There had been moments when I could've taken her into my arms and claimed her as mine, yet I refrained. The scent of her lingered in my memory, potent and intoxicating; it had nearly driven me to madness."Alpha I

HeatherI swiveled in my chair as I flipped through my patient's chart one final time. Two weeks ago, Susan's heart faltered on the table. I thought we’d lost her, but her vital signs surged back to life, and she made a remarkable recovery. Now, as I looked at her, she seemed to be a completely different person. The color had returned to her cheeks, and her brown eyes sparkled with vibrancy."I can't thank you enough. If it hadn't been for you, my grandmother wouldn't be here today, Dr. Everest," the teenage girl said with tears welling up in her eyes. She actually looked like her grandmother, only younger. "You truly saved her life and gave our family a second chance. We are forever grateful.""It was a team effort, sweetie. We all worked together to ensure the best possible outcome for your grandmother," I replied, meeting her sincere gaze. "But your grandmother is a fighter. She had as much of a hand in her recovery as any of us."The elderly patient, who was nestling in her wheelc

Alpha IvikI watched as the sun started to disappear beyond the Los Angeles skyline. In Wyoming, the view was strikingly different from the summit of the hill while in my wolf form. However, the sunset in the city was strange and unfamiliar to me."Careful with that desk," Dawin said, gesturing to a solid piece of mahogany being maneuvered into place. He was in charge of overseeing the development of the new office space."How's everything?" I asked as I walked over to join Dawin.He looked up from his task and replied, "Everything is going smoothly so far. We're just putting the finishing touches on the office layout.""That's how things should be."I surveyed the room. Omega workers moved fast like bees on a busy day. They worked hard to transform the room into a rustic luxury. Rich oak desks were being assembled, and exquisite modern and wild paintings covered the walls. The space was painted deep browns and greens with gold accents. Though manly, it had a grace that complimented m

HeatherIf you asked me what the stupidest thing I've ever done was, I would say letting Ivik touch me. Again. Even though I managed to avoid falling for his charm the first time, I'm giving in to it again. I was not only stupid, but I was also putting everything I had worked so hard to build at risk. This temptation could be my downfall, but at that moment, my logic and reasoning seemed to fade away as I was consumed by the pull of our bond.“I always thought of kissing you, pumpkin,” he murmured, caressing my cheek with his thumb. And before I could protest or push him away, his lips were on mine again. His tongue swept into my mouth and left me breathless. His kiss was possessive, taking what he wanted without hesitation. Regardless, I couldn’t deny that it felt good. It was so good that I welcomed it with parted lips and an arched neck. My hands found their way up his chest, fisting into the fabric of his shirt as I gave in.As his hand slowly moved up my thigh, waves of heat went

Heather"Hey, mister." Luka stationed himself beside Ivik who had a mug of coffee in his hands. "What's your name?"Ivik set aside his coffee mug. "You can call me Ivik.""Ivik," Avery piped up. "Why won't you play with us?"Ivik's gaze shifted from Luka to Avery. The way he tousled her chestnut locks tenderly made my chest ache. "Of course, baby. But let me finish my coffee first.""So, you said you can't sleep?" I asked, leaning against the doorframe, trying to sound casual despite the fluttering in my stomach.Avery nodded. "We need our bedtime story," she said in a sad voice, and that simple statement broke my heart. Reading them a bedtime story was an important part of our nighttime routine. But I missed it tonight.I looked at the wall clock briefly, and it was 12:30 a.m., despite the fact that I had assumed it was already near dawn all along. My face heated up to the thought of our crazy moment in the stockroom and how close we were to being caught. Being with Ivik made me feel