He Still Hates Me.Aurora's POV.I stepped out of the car, my eyes scanning the desolate surroundings. We were in the middle of nowhere, and a sense of unease washed over me. As I glanced around, my gaze settled on Lucious, who had taken a seat near the house's entrance. His eyes roamed restlessly, and a sombre expression weighed on his face.It was the first time I had seen Lucious like this, and although I sympathised with his pain, my heart still ached for Noah. Noah's death was not our fault; we had all been embroiled in a battle. However, one thing remained clear: Noah was Lucious's step-brother, which made it normal that he had professed his love for me in front of Lucious."Aurora, let's head inside," Alex's hand gently rested on my shoulder, breaking me out of my thoughts. My eyes shifted to him, and he offered a reassuring smile.Alex understood my concern for Lucious, but he also knew I needed some rest after a long day."Where are we?" I inquired as we entered the hous

Lucious' povMy lips were entangled with hers, my hands grabbing her waist when I pulled out. She was shocked, her eyes widened with needs as she turned red from embarrassment. She was breathless, her eyes staring at me fixed on me as desire showed in them. She wanted me badly, there was no doubt that she missed what I did to her last time, and I couldn't deny either, how much I loved her skin against mine, rubbing together to create hot friction."Aurora, I'm sorry as well." My words were so sincere, and I was able to lift her up in my hands earning a gasp from her. She smiled, her lips pressed together when she had gotten used to what I did. She was still shocked that I had carried her like that."What are you doing?" She asked, still not being able to look at my face, her hands were fixed on my waist, and I felt my wolf growling inside of me. It has been so long since I had sex with her, but I was willing to give her a chance again. She was mine, and no one was going to stop me

Lucious POV.I anxiously awaited Alex's revelation, my eyes restlessly scanning the room. The pressure mounted, and I feared that if he didn't speak soon, I might lose control and harm him. My mind was unravelling with the silence around us, and even Aurora shared my eagerness to hear the information."Is she really dead?" I managed to ask, my lips trembling, and my laboured panting reverberating across the room. My hands shook uncontrollably as I awaited a response, realising that things were taking a turn for the worse."Yes, Alpha, she is–" Before he could finish his sentence, I moved toward him with a surge of anger on my face. I clenched my lips tightly, cold beads of sweat forming on my forehead as I struggled to maintain composure. Yet, the rage inside me propelled me to grab his collar.He didn't appear frightened; he had grown accustomed to my outbursts."How? How did this happen!" I yelled, veins popping from my head as I glared at him with anger. My hands shook uncontr

I Will Never Give Up My Position!!Lucious POV.The revelation hit me like a bolt of lightning: "You're Aurora's father?" I was caught off guard, and my eyes darted around in disbelief. His behaviour left me perplexed, and I found myself at a loss for what to do in this unexpected situation.Attempting to shield him from direct interaction, she hastily provided excuses, "He's not around, he went out for something important." It became apparent that there was a dangerous plan, involving both his wife and himself, to keep me from meeting him back then.This revelation left me in shock, my mouth agape as I struggled to comprehend the unfolding scenario. Numerous questions flooded my mind, but there were no forthcoming answers. It gradually dawned on me that I had unwittingly become a part of a cleverly devised plan; a ruse carried out by Aurora. She was nothing more than a pawn, manipulated to gain insight into me, to scrutinise and understand me with the ultimate aim of a strategic

Aurora's POV.In the comfort of my home, I found myself restlessly pacing, cradling my child in my arms. The situation unfolding wasn't what I had anticipated. He had assured me he'd return within a few hours, yet there was no sign of him.Perplexed, I questioned my own judgement, absentmindedly scratching my head. The underlying truth was that anxiety gripped me at the thought of Lucious being out there.Fears of his well-being haunted me; what if he was in danger, what if he wouldn't make it back?A sudden realisation struck me, prompting the idea that I could assist Lucious. This Idea led me to a swift decision; I was determined to step into the situation. Contemplating various approaches, I considered engaging with the rogue, perhaps persuading or negotiating to stop the crisis.Amidst a whirlwind of thoughts, one certainty emerged; I was resolved to head to the pack, driven by an earnest desire to help and confront whatever challenges lay ahead.Upon reaching the pack, urgenc