The night before our mating ceremony, my Alpha fiance threw me a lavish pool party.
When a dozen men dragged me into the water, laughing as they pulled me under. Bastian was sitting on the edge
pool with his arm around a little beta, watching the whole thing with cold, indifferent eyes.
“I lost control and got Zyra pregnant,” he said, his tone almost casual. “I know you have that thing about emotion. purity, so you’d never accept her or the baby. To make it up to you, I invited these guys to keep you company. Now
both dirty, so we’re even. Fair enough?”
I laughed.
My standards for emotional purity only applied to the person I truly loved. And he wasn’t that person.
I kicked the men off me and clawed my way to the edge of the pool.Zyra nestled deeper into Bastian’s arms, coverir mouth to stifle a giggle. “Bastian, who would’ve guessed? Tahlia looks so innocent, but her appetite is something els
those men and not a single one could satisfy her.”
My soaking wet, disheveled appearance clearly thrilled her.
But I was even more thrilled than she was.
“You’re right,” I said, wringing water from my hair. “Ordinary men could never be worthy of me.”
Ever since my memories had returned, I’d regretted giving my heart to the wrong person. But the instinct to love you fated mate was powerful, and I’d set that regret aside, choosing to spend my life with Bastian. Maybe the heavens tool pity on me after all, because he’d gone and confessed to cheating before the wedding all on his own
Bastian frowned, covering Zyra’s ears with his hands, and sneered at me. “Tahlia, you’re supposed to be a lady breeding. How can you say something so shameless?”
The guests milling around the party started whispering and pointing too. I always sand, with a body like that bes definitely got a reputation,” one of them snickered. ‘I heard fallen socialites know how to party that wheir dia as w another chimed in. A third leaned toward Bastian with a smirk Look how picky Tahlia is She’s probably been camg well behind your back Why else would she turn her hose up at the guys you handpicked for hel
Most of these people were Bastian’s friends Before he became the Alpha het of Silverveld back they would’ve crawled on their knees and licked the ground for access to Nightsping Fack’s resources but after my parents moved the business overseas and rumors spread that my family had gone bankrupt and fled the country these people stopped ging me the
time of day
I never bothered correcting them. Human nature was what it was At least it showed me who they really were and I no longer had to play nice just because they were Hastian’s friends
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What I hadn’t expected was that my silence only made them more convinced the rumors were true. They were
was a fallen heiress.
I still didn’t explain. I just quietly kept helping Bastian build Silverveil Pack into a powerhouse.
After he became Alpha, these same people had the nerve to say to my face that I wasn’t good enough for him a he should dump me. But Bastian had smashed a bottle over the head of the guy who said it, his face like stone again and we’re done as brothers. Tahlia is your Luna, and she always will be.”
The one who’d gotten his head cracked open was the same one who’d just joked about me eating well behind Ba
back.
But today, Bastian didn’t flip out on anyone. He sat there with cold eyes, silently endorsing every malicious assum
even encouraging the filthy gazes crawling over my body.
Tomorrow at the mating
empire.
In the end. I
My sile
was going to tell him everything. I was going to bring him into my parents
he didn’t deserve my love, or anything that came with it.
am with victory. She blinked those innocent doe eyes at Bastian, her voice soft as a b
be Tahlia’s embarrassed to perform with us watching? That’s why she’s saying such shar
darkened instantly.
triumphant glance and draped herself around his neck, pouting. “Bastian, the baby and I are hungry
e go eat first and give Tahlia some space to be queen?”
hurled a bathrobe at me instead. “Her? A queen?” he scoffed. “What an embarrassment Hurry up and change
go peel shrimp for Zyra.”
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
