Forbidden romance with my brother’s friend Alpha Nick
I’m Leona, and I’ve hidden a forbidden love under the moonlight of the werewolf world for nine long years—an unspoken bond with my brother’s closest friend, Alpha Nick.
When he looked at me and said, “I’ll find someone better for you,” there was a flicker in his eyes I couldn’t read. But when he turned away, it was to chase after his ex-girlfriend, Selene, crashing through the forest branches like gravity itself answered her call.
“His wolf never resonated with ours.”
Aris, my wolf soul, howled inside me.
“You’ve spent years trying to spark fire in frozen stone.”
And yet, I was the fool who mistook an Alpha’s instinct for the hand of fate.
In my past life, when I was seven months pregnant and trapped beneath an avalanche during a winter patrol, he was tucked in a border cave listening to Selene sing ballads under moonlit stalactites.
When I was curled in pain from stomach ulcers, he was busy tuning her purification crystals.
Even when I was shoved into the river by Selene’s silver-ringed hand, it wasn’t my drowning body he swam toward—it was the splash near hers that triggered his reflex.
“You were convenience,” Aris said, her voice slicing through memory like a blade through silk.
“When he tangled with Selene in the car and ordered you to cook dinner after. When he left your corn soup for her. When he swam past your sinking body to reach someone else—those nine years were just ashes he flicked from his fingers.”
This time, I won’t be so naïve.
This isn’t a story about heartbreak.
This is the awakening of a wolf who finally shattered her chains.