Novel-novel oleh Denise

DanaThe wedding night has finally arrived. The long wait would end in less than an hour.I looked at my long, white, expensive, tailor-made dress. It was strange to get married for the second time, but we both decided to leave the past behind and focus on a new future. I'm not going to lie and say it's easy, because it isn't. But we've tried. We've done it together.Our relationship has strengthened after everything we've been through. Demian has become a better partner. Even better than in our past marriage. He has made it his mission to make me fall in love with him day by day and to show me his love.Our three children were happy to have a united family. I could see it in their faces. Soon, a fourth child would join our lives. Demian and I planned it. My health was stable, so we decided to try.“Miss, are you ready?” my chauffeur asked.The limousine was ready to take me to the church. After our wedding, we will go together as a family to the Caribbean. When we return, we will mov

DanaThe first month without him was hard. Without my mother's support, I would never have been able to move forward.The second month was terrifying. I cried so much. I don't know how I didn't become dehydrated.In the third month, my children were already so strong, and the doctors discharged us from the hospital, and we went home, where a four-year-old brother was waiting for us. I took care of Demian's little son because he was left alone. Rachel abandoned him, and he needed a mother. That little boy was not to blame for having a mother like Rachel, so I took care of him as if he were my own son. I know Demian would have loved that.The fourth month was just as painful as the third. I couldn't accept that he wasn't near me. I missed him so much. There wasn't a day when I didn't cry over his departure. I wondered if he was okay. Was he alive? Did he miss us? What did Rachel do to him?In the fifth month, I visited Jeremy's grave almost every day, asking him to help bring Demian hom

DanaI suddenly opened my eyes and sat up in bed, gasping. I coughed non-stop, and my mother was worried about me. I touched my abdomen and noticed that my belly was no longer the same as before. I frowned and looked at my mom."What happened? Where are my children?""The babies are alive in the maternity and baby room. They are in an incubator, daughter" my mom explained, stroking my hair.My babies... my children had been born, and I had been asleep the whole time. I wanted to touch and kiss them. I needed to see and meet them. Their faces, their little hands, and feet. My eyes filled with tears. Finally, I was a mother. Finally, I could meet them.I begged to be allowed to see them. Mom said she would call the doctor to have me taken to see my children. I had never felt such great excitement. I felt energetic like I hadn't felt in a long time."Don't strain yourself. You just came out of a complicated surgery. You have to stay calm. We'll wait for the doctor. Okay?"A surgery? Why

DemianI looked for the address where a black car with tinted windows would pick me up. Rachel's henchmen were coming for me to take me to her. That was the deal. I understood we were going to leave the city and the country so no one could find us. It was madness to leave the country and have no further contact with my family, Dana, or any information about my children. But that was the deal I made with Rachel so she would tell me how to save Dana. I trusted the maid would be of great help to Dana, my son, and my other two children. I wanted to believe everything would be fine while I was gone, but I wasn't sure of it.Nerves were eating me slowly and anxiety was my worst enemy. The star-filled sky didn't match the horrible feeling in my heart today.They picked me up and put a bag over my head. Another rule was not to resist the kidnapping they were going to perform. So I stayed still. I felt a prick on my neck and it took hold of my skin. I grimaced. That wasn't part of the deal, bu

DemianI had to make a quick decision to save Dana. I had to leave or stay with Dana while she died slowly. There was no certainty in Rachel's words, but I had to do something for Dana, and I believe the maid was right all along. If being with Rachel was the key to Dana's survival, I was going to do it. I had to take that risk. I had seen her die before my eyes. I couldn't let that happen again and have it be permanent. Dana and my children needed me. What kind of man was I if I couldn't protect my family from this hell? What kind of man was I if I couldn't keep them alive?I had to accept going with Rachel, but first, I had to make sure the surgery was successful. Hours passed without any answers. A doctor approached Dana's mother, and I went to listen to what happened."What happened? I'm Dana's husband. How is she? My children?""We delivered the babies, and they are alive, but they need to be monitored in incubators for a while, as their organs are still developing. Ideally, the b

DemianDana's heart stopped suddenly while we were talking. Her eyes were fixed on mine, but she was no longer moving. I was terrified. I felt a fear like I had never felt in my life. Anguish took over my body, dragging me down the path of pain. My chest tightened as I realized she was gone. Dana was gone. Someone had to do something. They had to bring my beloved back to me. I couldn't live without her because living without Dana was like being dead in my own life.I took her face in my hands as I heard the long beep of the machine connected to Dana. I searched for something to help her, but I didn't know how. No one prepares anyone for this. Not even I, a powerful Alpha, could escape such immense pain."Dana, no... No!" I shouted. "Don't go! You can't go! I won't allow it. Not like this. Please," I begged. I had never begged anyone for anything in my life, but for Dana, I was willing to do anything.I would give my life for hers. I was willing to take her place and her pain so that s

KiaraI was tired of Jake threatening me with the judge’s order. Manipulating me was never going to generate anything positive between us. If I survived this illness, our children would live between one house and the other, watching their parents hate each other. That wasn’t what I wanted for my kids.I never imagined I would have to go through this. I never thought that one day this would happen to me.Jake wasn’t going to back down. He was as stubborn as I was, and we were both willing to fight. No matter how much I tried to convince him, he had a judge backing up his wishes, and I was simply a rat he enjoyed playing with.“Are you going to deny me the right to be alone while I receive my treatment?” I tried not to lose my calm, but inside I wanted to explode.“I just want to support you.”“Kiara, hi!” said someone behind me. I recognized the voice instantly.It was Dr. Grace, my oncologist. She looked at Jake for a moment, realizing she had interrupted something. Jake used that mom

Jake After the fight at the party, I begged George and Gregory not to open their mouths. The pack was present at the party, as always. All of them. Irina was inside the hall, waiting for me. The music saved me from anyone else hearing me argue with my brother. With Thomas. He was no longer my brother. He stopped being that to me. From now on, he was just another one. “What the hell happened?” Gregory asked. He was one of my betas, the one I trusted the most. “What happened is that Thomas is an idiot,” I said, glaring angrily toward the door through which they had disappeared. I wiped the blood away with my arm, trying to clear it from my lip. “I don’t want anyone finding out that this happened.” “Then go change your shirt, Jake,” he advised. “You’ve got blood on it, and people will start talking.” I looked down at my shirt. He was right. Damn it. He’s an idiot. And me? What was I, if Thomas was an idiot? That was what I asked myself. As if a voice of conscience were trying

KiaraI was lucky that Jake didn’t ruin my relationship this time. I thought Thomas would get angry with me and throw my feelings for Jake in my face, but he was respectful and understanding.Thomas was a great man. Nothing like Jake.Jake was a monster. A monster who liked seeing me alone, with no one to give me love. To him, I was just his toy. You don’t do that to someone you say you love. The other night in the living room was stupidity: his confession no longer carried any weight for me, because it was all a lie. Jake might believe he loved me, but it was only his twisted idea of what love is.Thomas and I didn’t bring up the subject again, but the next medical appointment was approaching. On the same day as my weekly ultrasound, I also had to undergo chemotherapy. Jake wasn’t going to attend the ultrasound with me because he had a meeting with businessmen, and Thomas had another meeting at a different company. I was going to go alone.When I woke up that morning, I had the feeli

Kiara There was a severe storm outside. The forecast had warned about it. Thomas and I were in the car. I stared straight ahead, my hands tense on my lap, feeling Thomas’s silence in the passenger seat. He hadn’t said a single word since we left the hotel holding hands, and that lack of communication made me think that Jake’s words had had an effect on him. The windshield struggled to clear the path, brushing the raindrops off the glass, but the storm kept growing heavier. Suddenly, Thomas slowed down even more and turned on the hazard lights. The car pulled over to the side of the road, surrounded by the deafening sound of rain and wind. The storm was at its peak, just as the forecast had announced. “I can’t keep going like this,” he finally said in a low voice. “It’s dangerous. We could have an accident. I’m not going to take risks.” I nodded, although what truly frightened me wasn’t the storm, but what was happening between him and me. I turned my head to look at him. His fac

Kiara Thomas stood in front of me, unable to believe what I had just told him. I knew that even though he had been expecting the worst, he was still shocked by how blatant all of this was. I was shocked too, by the situation, and by myself. I had already told him the truth about the kiss. I had told him that Jake had kissed me just minutes ago, locked inside the hotel bathroom after cornering me as if this were some soap opera. The tension in the air cut through the cold breeze brought on by the storm. Thomas didn’t say anything, and that made me nervous. Nothing going through his mind could be good. His body was rigid, his shoulders tense, his jaw clenched so tightly I thought his teeth might crack. His hands hung at his sides, but his fingers opened and closed slowly, as if he were holding himself back from exploding. I didn’t know if his anger was directed at me, at Jake, or at both of us. That uncertainty made me tremble more than any scream could have. “I didn’t look for it,

JakeI passed by him, trying to reach the bathroom door to escape. My heart was racing, my throat dry, and all I wanted was to get out of that enclosed space because it felt dangerous to be there, especially because of the agreement with Thomas. I took another step, certain I could ignore him, when I felt his hand close around my arm. His grip tightened firmly, stopping me.Shit.“Jake,” I managed to say, barely turning my head. I was about to pull away.He didn’t give me time to finish the sentence. Jake spun me around with controlled force, and my back hit the cold bathroom wall. I parted my lips to say something, but the impact knocked the air out of me for a second. I looked at him, stunned, trying to understand what was happening, but no words came. His face was tense, his eyes dark, and he looked determined to do something. I felt it coming.And then he kissed me. Jake kissed me intensely.It was a desperate, urgent kiss, as if the world were ending and only that moment between

Sophia “Lower the gun, Dante,” Bright ordered. He tried to stay calm, but he was dying to attack Dante. One wrong move, however, could get us all killed. I sobbed, and Dante got angry with me. “Shut your damn mouth!” he yelled at me, and I saw Bright take a step forward. Bright was about to attack, but Dante pointed the gun at my head again. He pressed the barrel against my hair, taking the safety off. I squeezed my eyes shut. The pain wouldn’t let me move, and neither would the fear. The baby was coming. My water broke the moment I heard the gunshots. I was still a week away from full term, but the baby didn’t want to wait. I was suffering. The pain was unbearable, and I felt that something wasn’t right with me. The stress level was dangerous; my blood pressure was dropping. I felt dizzy, my vision blurred. “She’s pregnant, Dante. Are you really going to do this to a pregnant woman? What’s the point of all this? Hurting the person you claim to love?” Bright tried to reason wit

BrightWhen I woke up in the middle of the street with James by my side, I desperately looked everywhere for Sophia.She was nowhere to be found.“I’ve taken the bullet out. You’re going to be fine. I got there in time.”“Where is she?”“They took her, but we tracked the truck to a house at the edge of the forest. We know where she is.”I stood up, dizzy, but nothing was going to stop me from going after her. It didn’t matter if I was injured, Sophia was my family. I would protect her with my life, and I didn’t care about risking my own life as long as I could save hers.I was furious with myself for not having been able to prevent them from taking her. Guilt ate me alive.“I’ll fight even if I’m dizzy and weak,” I said, getting into James’s truck.“We’re all going to fight and kill that son of a bitch once and for all,” he assured me, determined.He started the engine with fury.I mentally prepared myself for the fight. I knew it wouldn’t be easy, but nothing else mattered now. The o

SophiaMy blood completely froze when I saw the news. Bright was by my side, lovingly touching my belly while talking to the baby, and he abruptly stopped to see what was happening.Months had passed since Dante was imprisoned, so over time, we began to relax more. Not completely, but Bright and I returned to normal when we moved back into our house to live together as a family. In fact, we sold our house to buy one close to my parents’ home, James’s, and Bright’s parents’.The pack lived in apartments, in a building exclusive to my family. As I’ve said, Dante changed many things once he started his game. For protection, we all stayed together. Bright always said it was better not to let our guard down too much, and James agreed.The deaths stopped once Dante was locked up, which indicated that he hadn’t lied when he confessed to why he was doing it. I must admit that these have been peaceful months in which I’ve felt happy like before, and I haven’t thought about Dante as much.But s

BrightThe police station had a smell I didn’t like. I could sense the anxiety, the confinement. I went through security, left my phone in the tray, and was forced to sign a few papers. I hadn’t called James—not from home or my phone— to tell him I was coming here, because he wouldn’t have agreed with my decision.They led me to the visiting room. Metal table, phone hanging from the wall, two guards watching from a distance. I’d asked to see Dante face-to-face, no glass between us. They said they’d consider it, that they’d see if it was possible. I sat down and waited. I didn’t speak, didn’t check the clock. I just waited for them to bring him in.He came in handcuffed. The guy walked with his head high, as if nothing weighed on him. He had that same arrogant smile he used to wear when he thought he owned everything. He lacked conscience and overflowed with ego. The guards sat him in front of me and stayed close, just in case.“Bright,” he said, like he was anywhere else but a prison.

SophiaThe doorbell rang, and my heart jumped.I knew they were coming, but part of me wished they wouldn’t. Ever since they told me the police would stop by the house to talk to me, I hadn’t been able to sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I went back to that room. To him.Bright was the first to get up from the couch. James, standing near the door, took a deep breath before opening it."Police," a woman called through the door.Two officers stepped in, a woman with her hair neatly tied back, sharp eyes, and a young man holding a folder."Inspector Roberts. Officer Francis. Here for Mrs. Sophia."“That’s me,” I replied, trying to sound calm, though my voice trembled.“We just want to ask you a few questions,” she said. “May we come in?”I nodded. Bright gestured toward the living room so they could sit down. I remained standing, not knowing what to do with my hands.“We’d like to clarify a few details about your case,” the inspector began. “First of all, we need to understand why a f

SophiaSophia remained by my side, breathing calmly, her face serene against the pillow. The light coming through the open curtains slid across her skin like a golden trace. It had been so long since I had seen her so peaceful, without fear or tension. But I could still sense the trauma lingering in her. It was a calm born from exhaustion, not peace, an aftermath of darkness that she still carried within her. The darkness Dante had left behind.I couldn’t get out of my head what Dante had told me a few hours ago. Unlike her, I felt like I was losing my mind, trying to figure out the new game Dante was planning. Dante was clever, a real killer. A master planner. If he’d managed to sneak into our wedding night, into a house full of werewolves who already had his scent, then he was capable of anything. I didn’t even feel completely safe knowing the house was surrounded by wolves; after all, we had been attacked once. Sophia had no idea about the deaths Dante had caused that night. I didn