THIRD PERSON POV:BEGINNING OF FLASHBACK“I want you to fuck me!” June says to Hiram, and a smirk crosses his lips at once.The daring nature of the lady before him makes him feel things he hasn’t felt before. He opens the door at once and pulls her out, lifting her up bridal style as he makes his way to his guest room.He feels his room is too far, and the bulge in his pants can’t wait. He would have had her in his car, but he wants to enjoy the moment.As soon as he reaches the door, he manages to pull it open, then walks in, kicking it closed with the back of his foot. He walks straight to the bed, tossing her onto it and fumbling with his pants. Juniper is drunk, but she is a bit aware of what is going on. It is about to be her first time, and this stranger is hella hot. Hiram pulls down his pants, hurriedly lifting the hem of her dress, attempting to press himself into her.The moment his dick comes in contact with her entrance, she whimpers from the pain, wrapping her hand around
JUNIPER’S POV:“You know what? I do not even care what Cillian has done.” My chest feels heavy as I stare at him.I cannot tell what weighs me down the most—the fact that I gave him all of me and he didn’t deem me worthy of knowing the truth about him, or the constant manipulation. He tampered with my memory for two months, and the ache in my chest feels like it will drown me.“Why?” The word manages to leave my mouth as I stare at him with teary eyes.The moment he questioned the authenticity of my tears flashes through my mind, sending fresh jabs to my chest. My tears begin to flow uncontrollably as I crash onto the couch.Hiram moves to hold me, but I don’t let him.“Please don’t,” I say in a small voice, looking up at his face. “You don’t really love me, do you?”Never in my life did I think I would question his love for me. He made everything seem fine while he was erasing my memories.“I don’t even have a choice,” he answers, and I scoff. “You’re my mate, Juniper, and even if I
JUNIPER’S POV:Leaving Hiram isn’t easy—I never thought it would be, but it is worse than I imagined. Each day I wake up feels like a chore to drag myself out of bed. Sometimes I try to check on him, but then I remember I have him blocked on everything.“Juniper, answer the question.” Miss. Tatiana’s voice cuts through the haze in my head, and I look up to see the entire class staring at me.I have no clue what she asked, and to add to it, I have been declining in school over the past few weeks.“I…”“Get on your feet, young woman!” Miss. Tatiana has been extra cold to me too, ever since Hiram left the school.I get to my feet, then I try to keep my eyes on her.“Please, can you repeat your question, ma’am?” I ask in a low tone, and I watch her face contort in disgust.“What were you up to that my question wasn’t audible enough for you?” I fiddle with the ends of my gown, and she scoffs. “I am not a male lecturer, Juniper, so you do not get to seduce me, emotionally blackmail me and g
HIRAM’S POV:Each day I wake up with the thought that I may have lost June forever. I want to end my life, but I know that will only attract eternal punishment. The moon goddess gives life, and only she has the right to take it.Father’s funeral has taken place, and Hollis is about to be crowned the new alpha king. There’s a lot going on at home — Mum isn’t too strong mentally, and Hope is pregnant, so I have to step up to take on some roles. It is basically Hollis’ former position, which is making sure everything in the pack runs smoothly while Hollis handles the big political matters.Hera has been silent for days, and she won’t speak to anyone. As for Hana, she only speaks to me, and in monosyllables. Coming home to find the funeral of a father wasn’t what I wanted, but Mum wouldn’t listen. The Everbloom Sanctuary will only keep you guessing, and it will heighten anxiety if you have no clue what exactly is wrong at home.My mother and I were in similar situations, but she didn’t ha
HIRAM’S POV:Today is the day of Hollis’ coronation, and the entire pack is abuzz. I wake up once more miserable as ever and force a smile on my face because I do not want to be a killjoy.Everyone at home is busy, and from my room, I can hear my mother barking orders.“God, I need another stick. I am running low on energy,” I hear her mumble as she makes her through the hall. I can tell she is coming for me, and just as I predicted, my door swings open without a knock.“Why are you still in bed, Hiram? Do you want to kill me?” she yells as though it’s a crowd of people in my room and not just the both of us.“Privacy, Mum,” I say to her as I get to my feet. She sighs.“Please, if you are talking about what is in between your legs, I’ve seen it all since you were a kid, so get your ass up and start working!”She slams my door shut before I can respond to her. I let out a sigh and head to the shower. I get dressed in front of the mirror. At that moment, a knock comes at my door.“It’s
JUNIPER’S POV:Troy’s company has a gala today, so I agreed to attend with him. He sent a dress over to me, along with a chauffeur. The dress is black, long, and it hugs my body in the right manner. As I give myself one final look in the mirror, my phone beeps with a text from him.“I can’t wait to see you tonight.”We aren’t officially a thing, and nothing has happened between us since we kissed last week. Matter of fact, I have been avoiding him because it felt sudden, and I still think of Hiram, but each time I try to fall asleep, I literally dream of Troy’s warm lips against mine. Today I had a sex dream about him, and I couldn’t tell if it was because I’m ovulating or I was just single and horny. Ever since I met Hiram, I have never gone an entire week without sex, and now it’s becoming unbearable.As soon as the car pulls up, I make my way out the door with Rhea, who he equally invited.“I swear I do not know how long I can last,” I say to Rhea, who has a smirk on her lips.“Sto
JUNIPER’S POV:As Troy’s hands grip my waist, I wrap my hands around his neck with my body pressing against his with urgency. He bites gently on my lower lip and I grant him entrance, feeling his tongue against mine as his hands drop lower on my waist.He groans in pleasure, then he breaks the kiss, searching my eyes for answers. What we’ve done burns raw in my mind, and I want nothing more but to continue with it. My body has been starved for a while, and his lips against mine feel too good, and I really do not want him to stop for any reason.“Are you sure you want this?” he questions, and I nod. Then he leans in again, pressing his lips against mine while I fumble with the buttons on his shirt, opening them until his bare chest comes into view.I push his shirt off his body, and my hands roam around his perfectly sculpted abs, which do nothing but intensify the heat underneath. My pussy muscles tighten, and I want to reach into his pants to grab his length, which is strained agains
JUNIPER’S POV:My eyes remain wide for a moment as I stare at Troy, then I feel his hands around my body, jerking me back to reality, and I stare at him.“Are you sure you want this?” he asks me, and I inhale deeply as I realize what happened was only in my mind.This makes it clear to me I still have feelings for Hiram, and I am only going to hurt Troy. He has been a great friend, and I have the chance to not allow it to happen.“I... I...” I pause, inhaling deeply. “Troy, you are a great guy,” I say, then he pulls away from me with his brows drawn down.“So, I’m getting another rejection?” he questions, then I keep mute.I finally speak. “I’m sorry, Troy, but I am only trying to protect you. You have been great to me, and I cannot ruin what we have.”He shakes his head, cupping my face with his hands.“You are not ruining anything, June. The moment I saw you that day at the bakery, I have longed to be with you. If you are not ready to get intimate, then we shouldn’t rush it. I can w
Hiram’s POVI shift into my human form the moment Cillian’s lifeless body hits the ground. I am in pain from the bullets that hit me, but I push it aside as my body heals slowly.My heart lurches at the sight of Juniper clutching her belly with her face twisted in pain.“June!” I rush to her side, dropping to my knees. My hands hover over her, unsure of where to touch first. She’s trembling, her breaths shallow and uneven.Her wide, tear-filled eyes meet mine.“Hiram,” she gasps. “The baby... the baby’s coming. He made me take pills. Too many...” Panic grips me, but I shove it down.This isn’t the time to lose contr
JUNIPER’S POV:I’m crammed between two burly men in the backseat of the SUV. The air inside the car reeks of cigarettes and sweat, making it hard to breathe. My heart pounds in my chest as I struggle hard against the man who has his hand covering my mouth, but he doesn’t let up. I bite his palm, causing him to yelp in pain and pull away from me.“You little—!” He grabs my hand, twisting it behind me, and the other man glares at me.“You’re going to regret this. My husband—he’s going to find you. And when he does, you’ll be sorry.” I try to sound confident, but the four of them let out a heart-draining chuckle.The man holding me snorts, his beady eyes narrowing as he glares at me.
HIRAM’S POV:My driver pulls up to the convention center in Boulder City, parking near a tree stripped bare by winter. The air bites a little—just cold enough to remind me it’s December. The streets are quiet except for a couple of locals strolling past. “Hang around, or you can come in with me,” I say to him as I look at the building in front of us.Above the entrance, a banner hangs: BOULDER CITY ART FESTIVAL 2024.I step out of my car, making my way towards the entrance. The moment I step inside, the chill fades, replaced by the hum of life and creativity. The place is packed with people, which makes it warm. There are conversations in the air, and the bright colors catch my attention.There are paintings, sculptures, and displays explodi
JUNIPER’S POV:“Will you at least drop me off at school before you go to your art, whatever?” I ask Hiram as I put on my jacket, staring at myself in the mirror.“Sure,” he says, leaning in to kiss my cheek.“I am so glad we’re in winter, and I get to wear these large jackets. I can slowly feel the baby fat creeping in.” He grabs my hand, pulling me away from the mirror.“That’s enough for today.” He wraps his arms around my waist. “You look more beautiful than ever, and there is no baby fat,” he says, then plants a brief kiss on my lips.I adjust his tie, patting his shoulder briefly.“You look so
HIRAM’S POV:“I have an art exhibition I would love to attend on Monday.” Juniper puts down her phone and glances up at me as I say this. “It’s just in Boulder City.”Her brows crease, and she focuses on her phone without saying a thing.“You won’t make a comment?” I ask, and she glares at me.“Yeah, my husband is going to abandon me for an art exhibition while I go to school pregnant and in pain.” The sarcasm in her tone makes me chuckle slightly, then I walk up to her, sitting on the bed.“It is just one day, and I will be back in the evening or the next morning. It will be as though I didn’t leave. Plus, Rhea is here to take care of you, and&hell
HIRAM’S POV:After dinner, June and I settle in her room while Rhea stays in the guest room. I expect her to follow the usual routine of staying up almost the entire night, keeping me awake too, but before I can tell, she is sleeping peacefully in my arms.I remain like that, watching the rise and fall of her chest with a gentle snore accompanying it. While she sleeps, I try to sleep too. I shut my eyes, patting her hair gently, but even as I close my eyes, I find it difficult to drift off to sleep.After a while, I push her head away gently, then I place it on the pillow, planting a kiss on her head before I stand up. My steps are quiet in order not to wake her. I leave the room, heading for the front door to get some fresh air, but the moment I step out of the hallway, I spot Milo sitting in the living room
Hiram:After minutes of driving, we get to Juniper’s mother’s house. It is a small house in town, which looks comfy. There is a compact car parked in front of it, and June’s mother is standing in front of the house. When we pull up, she rushes toward the car.Before I can open the door, Juniper gets it, rushing toward her mother.“Mum!” she exclaims, throwing her arms around her. Her mother pats her back slightly. Then I get out of the car, and Rhea follows. I grab our joint luggage while Rhea takes her bag.She looks almost the same as June, but her hair is black. They pull away, facing Rhea and me.“You already know Rhea,” June says, and Rhea waves at her.
HIRAM’S POV:“Hiram, the food’s too cold!”“Hiram, the food’s too hot!”“Hiram, it’s too sweet!”“Hiram, it’s too salty!”This has been June’s anthem this past week. I know mood swings are part of the pregnancy package, but I didn’t expect it to be this way. It’s like I can hardly breathe, and nothing is good enough for her. Sometimes I wish I could rip that baby out of her.Right now, she is fast asleep, and it is the best time for me with her. Watching her sleep peacefully like a baby and admiring her beauty, because once that eye opens, I’ll be running around the clock.
Hiram’s POV:Last night, June didn’t spend the night in my room. She came back home with Rhea, and they hung out the entire evening.“You know I’m beginning to think you love Rhea more than you love me,” I say to her as she sits in front of the mirror doing her hair.She looks at me through the mirror with a frown on her face.“Why would you say that?” she asks, and I walk up to her, bending slightly.“Maybe because you spent the entire evening with her, and slept in the guest room too,” I say, and she chuckles slightly.“So, you’re jealous of a woman?” she asks, then tilts her head slightly to face me. “You know what? Maybe I do love her better and we might have…”