D E L I L A HLike they always say, wishes don't always come true. In my case, it never does. Because here I was two weeks later, getting prepared for the breeding ceremony. I could swear that two weeks ago was yesterday. There was a knock on my door, snapping me from my thoughts. “Lilah, are you ready? The ceremony will begin soon, dear.” Nana's voice called out behind the door.Not wanting her to see my tears, I quickly wiped them from my face and applied a touch of makeup. I walked out of my little room and came face to face with a worried-looking Nana.I tried to smile, but I knew she could see right through it, as if my trembling lips hadn't given off exactly how I felt about all of this. “Everything is going to be okay, darling.” Nana said, pulling me into a comforting hug. I leaned more into her touch and couldn't help but feel like this was the last time I would ever get to have her this close to me. “I don't know, Nana. I don't know.” I murmured into her hair. Not even a

D E L I L A HToday made it the second day of my stay at the GoldenCrest Pack and each day that passed made me more miserable and anxious.Here I was, all alone in a strange land. I knew Azriel had assured me that my grandmother was in perfect condition but I couldn't help but be worried. What if something happens to her when no one was around? I knew I had to make a decision. And fast. I couldn't stay here and let him decide my fate. I didn't ask for this and I definitely wasn't going to sit by and allow him use me however he wanted. I got out of my room and walked down the stairs. The interior of the house was jaw dropping, it was literally made of gold. What was Azriel's obsession with gold? His whole house seemed to be covered in them. Perhaps there was something more to it? It just couldn't be because of the fact that his eyes were also made of gold.Or was I really just making a fuse out of nothing?I shook my head and walked further down the stairs. The scent of food immediat

Loud howls of pain and the sickening sound of bones cracking pierced the air as I stood frozen, watching in awe and disbelief as my mate, Azriel, underwent a magnificent transformation. Before me, he morphed into a majestic, golden wolf. My eyes widened with shock, and my mouth hung open in astonishment at the breathtaking sight before me. The wolf's fur radiated an ethereal glow, illuminating the darkness around us. Its towering height cast a shadow over me, and its eyes, still the familiar golden hue but now tinged with a darker shade, pierced through my soul. In a split second, the wolf darted forward, closing the distance between itself and one of the vampires—Durcam. With a menacing display of sharp canines, Azriel unleashed a powerful roar, locking his teeth onto the vampire's neck and tearing it away with a force that sent the severed head tumbling to the ground, mere inches away from me. A scream of terror threatened to escape my throat at the horrifying scene that unfolded

A Z R I E L“We are having a meeting in an hour. Inform all the warriors. There would be a penalty for coming late, I expect every single one of them to be in the meeting room before I arrive there. Understood?” I instructed Nolan, my Gamma. “On it, Alpha.” Nolan replied firmly and I ended the call. I dropped the phone on the bed with a heavy sigh.The past few days have been hell for me. What was I saying? The past couple of weeks were hell for me. Delilah had made sure of that. When I had initially thought about having a mate, I definitely didn't expect a fiesty and smart mouthed one.An unconscious smile pulled at my lips as I thought about her. Surely, she was growing on me. There was just something that drew me to her. Even before finding out she was the chosen breeder, there was just something about her that felt so magnetic. The pull was irresistible no matter how infuriating she could be. And I knew she felt it too, but was doing everything within her power to fight it.Well,

D E L I L A HWe were back at the mansion. Azriel got out of the car as soon as it came to a stop and walked into the hours with his shoulders slumped. I immediately rushed after him to see him heading towards the bar. He brought out a bottle of whiskey, sat down on the barstool and began chugging the drink down right from the bottle.“What are you doing?” I asked, walking over to him, hoping he would slow down from how much he was drinking. He didn't even wince as the alcohol burned down his throat. “What does it look like I'm doing?” Well, the grumpy Azriel was back. I walked up to him and snatched the bottle from him, drinking it right from the bottle. The taste burned down my throat but I couldn't seem to stop.Azriel raised his eyebrows in surprise. “Stop it, Delilah. Give it back.” He gritted out.I ignored him. “It's all my fault, you know?” I said, already feeling light headed.“What the fuck are you talking about?” He asked in confusion.“That young guy's death, it–”“No,