*My Pulse Quickened At The Sight of Elara*I and my Beta had searched the whole place for this woman—how come she appeared in front of me, and the arms of another man?My pulse quickened at the sight of Elara. Seeing her dressed differently from her usual style made my blood boil. She was here with the Alpha of the Dawn pack and Caitlin's brother, Arthur Graham. Curling herself in his arms like a total bitch. I could only imagine how she got involved with him.My anger reached the rising point and I clenched my fist, I needed to let out rage so I stormed out of the dance floor and went to sit in front of the bar. The bartender quickly served me something strong, although werewolves barely got drunk, I could feel the heat of the alcohol on my skin.I gestured for the bartender to pour me another glass, gulping down everything. My soul was boiling, and my wolf was beginning to get aggressive.I needed something to calm me down. One part of me wanted to pull her out of Arthur's hand and

Beta-turned OmegaElara's POVI didn't see any need to disclose my personal affairs to a stranger. His grey eyes bore into mine, and I looked away, feeling compelled to speak yet resisting the urge. I averted my gaze, attempting to reduce the awkwardness in the car.I rubbed my arms together, protecting my skin from the cold, and suddenly he pulled so close to me, separating my hands and putting them behind my back before his lips fell on mine. At first, it left me dumbfounded, my brain finding it hard to comprehend what was happening. Arthur's lips on mine! I must surely be dreaming.He bit my lower lip, making me flinch, and at the same time, his warm tongue soothed the pain, brushing off the wound. He took the small opening as he went, letting his wet tongue slip into my mouth, exploring every corner. My hands and feet felt wobbly under his touch.I felt the need to squirm under him, letting my hand run a few times over his half-buttoned shirt which exposed his bare, chiseled chest

LongingWhat was she thinking? This pack belonged to Caitlin's brother, and there was no way she'd be avoiding her for so long. But then she wasn't sure she could face her today. Elara decided that she would leave the necklace with the receptionist, almost turning to leave, but the conversation between Arthur and Caitlin caught her attention.In the room, Arthur was seated on his chair, reading some files before putting in his signature while Caitlin stood by his side with her arm crossed around his left arm, shaking and pestering him."Arthur..." She called, her voice like a cat in distress. Arthur did his best to ignore her disturbance and focused his whole attention on the papers."Please see him this once. Even Father has met with Harden a few times, so why won't you meet with my mate? Don't you care how he's treating me? Don't you want to know how I'm living?""You're not married yet, though a few rituals are done, there's still much left before you're officially his wife. You ca

Harden Loves Me.In a while, Arthur arrived at the station. He was wearing a casual outfit, Black sweatpants, and a grey cardigan. A tired look on his face and his golden hair looked like he'd run his hands over it a few times. His eyes scrutinized Elara from head to toe the moment he set his eyes on her, not saying a word before shifting his gaze to Caitlin who rushed to his side. She ignored Elara's presence, talking to Arthur directly."It's great you're here, brother. The officer wouldn't listen to me," Caitlin said. "He insists that Harden instigated trouble himself. Come with me," she continued, leading Arthur to meet the chief officer. His arrival at the police station sent whispers rippling among the officers. Many of them knew him and the position he held. He was one of the most famous lawyers in the city an Alpha of the biggest pack in the South.Caitlin felt proud to have her brother here, and her chin tightened. Moments ago, she was trying to tell them who her older brothe

StrugglesElara's POV:After I left the hospital, I wasn't done digesting Harden's recent threat when the news of father's health hit me like a sledgehammer, shattering the fragile facade of hope I'd clung to all this while for his sake. I received a call from Jason who said that father's condition deteriorated in prison.Desperation swirled within me as I racked my brain, thinking of every possible option to save him. If he continued to stay in prison, I doubted he'd be able to survive it, yet there was nothing I could do. Jason had earlier said that he knew someone, and they could arrange for father to get proper treatment, but it would cost a lot of money—about $10,000. I'd never thought of so much money in my entire life and had nowhere to get it. Still, I needed to save my father. After a long while, I made the gut-wrenching decision to sell our house, hoping to save him.Before my father was demoted from Beta, we had a house where we lived. After his sickness worsened, we moved