"I can't deal with your games anymore. Tell me the truth about Caroline," I asked. To my surprise, Aiden's reaction was nothing like I expected. His face contorted with a cold, bitter laugh. "Oh, please. You think you're worth my time? You're just a nobody, and I'm not going to make our thing public. You're just a convenient little toy for me to use," I took a deep breath, mustering all the strength I had left, and decided to play it cool. I needed to catch him off guard and show him that I was not going to be just another pawn in his twisted games. "Is that how you see me, Aiden? Just a damn toy? Well, I've had enough of your games," Aiden looked taken aback, clearly not expecting this reaction from me. I could see the anger and frustration in his eyes, but I refused to back down. "I reject you as my mate, Aiden," I continued, my voice firm and resolute. *** In a world of werewolves and secrets, Leah conceals her pregnancy from everyone, even her mate, the popular and handsome Aiden. When she discovers her true mate is Ian, the heir to the powerful Silver Pack, their lives entwine in unexpected ways. Aiden's betrayal, Clara's support, and a three-year absence shape Leah's strength as a single mother. As Ian reenters her life, can he prove himself worthy of her love, and will their bond survive the challenges of pack politics and lingering secrets?
LEAH'S POV
I couldn't let anyone know about my secret.
The nausea was getting worse, and I could feel the color draining from my face. I clenched my fists, trying to contain the waves of pain that were washing over me.
I tried to focus on the teacher's lecture, but my mind kept drifting back to Aiden. I knew that I was way over my head, but I couldn't help it.
I prayed that nobody would notice, but my classmate, Jessica, leaned over and whispered,
"Are you okay? You look really pale."
I forced a smile, but it felt like a grimace. "I'm fine. Just a little queasy."
Her eyes widened in concern. "Do you need to go to the nurse?"
I shook my head, even as my stomach heaved again.
As I walked down the hallway, my heart pounding in my chest, I tried to keep my expression neutral. But inside, I was a mess.
The thoughts swirling in my head were like a hurricane, threatening to tear me apart. How did I let myself fall for Aiden? It was so foolish, so reckless. But now I had to face the consequences.
As I walked, I tried to focus on putting one foot in front of the other, but it was like trying to walk through quicksand.
When I walked into the teacher's office, trying to keep my face expressionless, I felt a sense of despair wash over me. How did I get myself into this mess? It all started when I first laid eyes on Aiden. I had heard rumors about him, of course - that he was handsome, rich, and athletic. But seeing him in person was like a punch to the gut.
"Excuse me, Ms. Collins?" I said, my voice trembling slightly.
"Yes, Leah, what can I do for you?" Ms. Collins asked, her eyes filled with concern.
"I was wondering if I could leave school early today," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
"Of course, dear. Is everything alright?" Ms. Collins asked, her brow furrowed with worry.
I hesitated, unsure of what to say. I didn't want to lie, but I also didn't want to tell her the truth.
I could feel the tension building inside me, like a pressure cooker about to burst. Finally, I said, "Yes, Ms Collins. I just need to take care of some personal matters." I said hoping she won't ask further questions.
Ms. Collins nodded, but I could tell she wasn't convinced.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" she asked, her voice gentle and caring.
I shook my head, feeling the weight of my situation pressing down on me.
"No, thank you. I'll be fine," I said, hoping I sounded more convincing than I felt.
Ms. Collins hesitated, then said, "Well, I hope everything is alright. If you need anything at all, just let me know. I'm always here to help."
I smiled and managed to say, "Thank you, Ms. Collins. I appreciate that."
I could feel Ms. Collins' eyes on my back, full of concern. I tried to walk with confidence, even though inside I felt like a jumble of nerves.
As I stepped out of the office, I let out a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding, and I felt a wave of exhaustion wash over me. I just wanted to go home and crawl into bed, to escape from the world for a little while. But I knew I couldn't.
I had responsibilities to take care of, things that couldn't wait. I tried to push away the exhaustion and focus on the task at hand. But the heaviness of my burden was hard to ignore.
I felt a heaviness in my steps when I walked down the hall as if my feet were weighted down by an invisible force.
My head felt foggy, and my thoughts were jumbled. I tried to focus on the task at hand, but it was hard to concentrate.
All I wanted was to be alone, to have some time to myself. But I knew that wasn't an option.
I reached my locker and fumbled with the combination, my fingers clumsy and uncoordinated.
I finally got the door open and grabbed my books, feeling the weight of them in my arms.
As I made my way to class, I tried to hold my head high and put on a brave face.
But inside, I felt like a bundle of frayed nerves, ready to snap at any moment. I just wanted to get through the day, to get through each moment until I could finally go home.
I knew that even at home, there would be no respite. The problems that awaited me there were just as daunting as the ones I faced at school.
The bell rang, and I took a deep breath, bracing myself for the upcoming class.
I sat down in my seat and tried to focus on the teacher's words, but they sounded muffled and distant.
My mind was filled with thoughts and worries, and I couldn't seem to shake them. The teacher's voice became a blur, and all I could hear was the pounding of my heart in my ears.
I tried to still my racing thoughts, to bring myself back to the present moment. But it was like trying to hold back a tsunami with a sandcastle.
"Leah?" the teacher's voice broke through the haze. "Are you with us?"
I looked up, my face flushing with embarrassment. "Sorry, I was... um... just lost in thought," I stammered, my voice trembling.
The teacher gave me a concerned look. "Are you feeling okay? You look a little pale."
I forced a smile. "I'm fine, really. Just a little tired, that's all."
The teacher nodded, but I could tell she wasn't convinced. "Well, just take it easy, okay? If you need to take a break, just let me know."
I nodded, and the teacher went back to her lecture. But I could feel her eyes on me, watching me closely. I tried to pay attention, but my mind kept wandering.
Finally, the bell rang, and I hurried out of the classroom, desperate to escape the feeling of being watched and scrutinized.
"I, Lance Mane, the future Alpha of the Silver Creek Pack, reject you Maisie Walter as my Luna," I said and she nodded looking down as if she expected. "You're a slave, the daughter of rogues, who killed a lot in our Pack, you don't deserve to be the Luna of the Pack, you don't deserve to be alive," I spat turning to leave. *** Maisie was taken as a slave of the Silver Creek Pack after her parents were burnt alive as they are tagged as rogues by the Alpha. She was mistreated much more than other slaves of the Pack and suffered a lot from her mate, the next-in-line Alpha Lance. He rejected her and slept with women in her presence as a way of torture. Lance Mane was the future Alpha of the Silver Creek Pack, he hated his mate because his mate’s parents killed his mother. But he can not avoid falling in love with his enemy’s daughter. He hid his tender heart but tortured and rejected his mate. Will Lance Mane’s hatred last or will he end up submitting to the mate bond? Can Maisie Walter escape from torture and get the chance to revenge for her parents? Read to find out.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
Natalie used to think she could melt Connor’s icy heart, but she was sorely mistaken. When at last she decided to leave, she discovered that she was pregnant. Even so, she chose to quietly leave his world, prompting Connor to mobilize all of his resources and expand his business to a global scale—all in a bid to find her. But there was no trace of Natalie. Connor slowly spiraled into madness, turning the city upside down and leaving chaos in his wake. Natalie finally surfaced years later, with wealth and power of her own, only to find herself entangled with Connor once again.
Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.
Three years ago, Cecilia was left battered and alone by the man she loved most, Alston, yet she bravely completed the wedding ceremony while pregnant. Three years later, although they were married, they grew apart over time. Cecilia focused on her career, no longer foolishly believing in love. But her transformation instantly threw Alston into a panic... And what is the secret from 11 years ago that Cecilia has always been reluctant to reveal? *** "She went to a law firm, met with a lawyer..." A lawyer? Is Cecilia suing someone? Who? Is there any recent litigation against the company? Alston suddenly chuckled coldly, "Who could she sue? I'm the CEO of this company. How come such a matter doesn't come to me first?" The assistant swallowed nervously, speaking softly, "Sir, there's no litigation against the company. She met with... a divorce lawyer."
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”