Tyler’s POVAs I turned to leave in the dream, I heard her speak right there behind me.“He is my husband…”I smiled with tears as she ran towards my direction. The smile was soon wiped off as I felt something piercing through my skin into my heart.“This is for hurting me. Rest in peace, Tyler.”I jolted awake from the nightmare, gasping for breath. I had been having several nightmares about my bad deeds towards Jasmine. The dream lingered, its vivid images and intense emotions haunting me long after I had awoken. The memory of Jasmine's defiant gaze, the woman's desperate eyes, and my own impotent rage stayed with me, a reminder of the powerlessness I felt in the face of my own actions. It was a feeling that gnawed at me, urging me to find a way to turn my anger into action, to make a difference in the real world where my efforts could truly matter.My phone beeped as I went into the toilet to pee. I jingled my dick to make sure there was no more urine and let out a loud fart. I flus
Emily's POVI slowly descended the stairs, each step amplifying the cacophony emanating from the floor below. The noise was insufferable, a relentless barrage on my senses. I hated kids, I always had. Their incessant clamor, their cries and screams, grated on my nerves like nails on a chalkboard. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, the volume seemed to surge, an overwhelming tide of high-pitched wails that set my teeth on edge. I rubbed my temples, hoping to alleviate the headache that was already forming.“Why can they not keep it down?” I muttered though it was more a rhetorical question than anything else.The constant noise in the building was maddening, a relentless assault on my peace of mind. It was the primary reason I loathed children: they had no concept of quiet, no understanding of the value of silence. Their lives were a chaotic symphony of sound, with no conductor to bring order to the din.“I am trying to make them quiet but…” started the babysitter, her voice adding
Author's POVJasmine sat on the edge of her bed, staring blankly at the wall. The house was silent, save for the occasional creak of the old wooden floors. Her eyes were swollen and red from crying, and her mind replayed the nightmare she had been living for the past hours. Her twin boys, only five months old, were missing. The police were doing their best, but there were no leads yet. Every minute that ticked by felt like an eternity.Her thoughts were interrupted by the sudden shrill ring of her phone. It startled her, pulling her out of the abyss of her despair. She reached for it with trembling hands, hoping for news, any news, about her boys. The caller ID was unfamiliar. With a deep breath, she answered.“Hello?” Her voice was barely a whisper.“Jasmine, darling,” a familiar and unwelcome voice drawled. Jasmine’s heart sank.“Emily,” she said, her voice filled with dread. Emily, the woman who had once been the bane of her existence. Tyler had cheated on her with Emily, under the
Jasmine’s POVI cried my eyes out as I thought about my twins. They would have been six months old today if only they hadn't been kidnapped. The ache in my heart was a constant reminder of their absence. Each day without them felt like an eternity, and the nights were filled with endless nightmares. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw their tiny faces, heard their faint cries, and reached out only to grasp at empty air.Sleep had become a distant memory, replaced by relentless torment. The nightmare was always the same: I was running through a dark forest, branches tearing at my clothes, the echo of my babies’ cries leading me deeper into the darkness. I could never reach them. They were always just out of reach, and I would wake up, drenched in sweat and tears, my heart pounding with a mother's despair.The house, once filled with laughter and the soft sounds of my babies, now stood silent. Their nursery, filled with untouched toys and unworn clothes, was a haunting reminder of what I
Claire's POVI never imagined I'd be caught in such a twisted game. My life, once calm and predictable, had turned into a nightmare when I chose to help Jasmine. As I looked at the old cabin in the woods, my heart pounded with fear and determination. I had to find those twins and bring them back to their mother.It all started a few months ago. I was working as a nurse at the local hospital when a guy came in. He looked like any other patient, but there was something off about him. His eyes were wild, filled with a strange mix of anger and desperation. When he started talking about her plan to kidnap Jasmine’s twins, I knew I had to do something. I couldn’t just stand by and let him destroy lives. He threatened to kill my daughter, he even showed me a live video of her playing in the park close to my house. I agreed to save my daughter, at the time I didn't know Emily.I took a deep breath and walked towards the cabin. The trees around me seemed to whisper secrets, their branches swayi
Jasmine’s POVMy hands were still shaking as I stared at my phone, trying to comprehend what had just happened. Claire’s scream echoed in my mind, filling me with a cold dread. I couldn't waste any more time, I needed help.I dialed Tyler’s number first. The phone rang several times before he answered, his voice groggy and distant.“Jasmine?” he said, sounding surprised.“Tyler, I need you to listen to me carefully,” I said, my voice trembling. “I just got a call from a lady named Claire. She said was the one that took the boys out of the hospital that day and she knows where Emily is hiding with the twins.”There was a pause on the other end. “Claire? The nurse who took the kids was not Claire, right?”“Yes, she probably lied about her name but something happened to her during the call. She screamed, and then the line went dead. I don’t know what’s going on, but I’m scared for her and our babies.”Tyler's voice hardened with determination. “Where did she say Emily is?”“She mentione
Emily’s POVWhen I heard Jasmine’s frantic voice over the phone, panic surged through me. My heart pounded as I realized the extent of Claire’s betrayal. The cabin, once my sanctuary, was now compromised. As I turned towards Claire, the sense of safety that once enveloped us shattered into pieces. Betrayal burned through me, sharp and unrelenting.Grabbing the phone from Claire's hand, I felt a cold, calculated rage wash over me. Claire's eyes widened in surprise, and she stammered, trying to explain herself, but it was too late. The bitterness of her betrayal seethed inside me like a festering wound.My thoughts raced, but one thing became crystal clear: Claire needed to pay for what she had done. My mind, now focused with ruthless precision, zeroed in on the one thing she cherished more than anything else in the world,her daughter, Cherry. The mere thought of Cherry, innocent and unaware of her mother’s treachery, stirred something dark and primal within me. Claire’s betrayal deman
Emily’s POVI typed the message with a smirk, "You missed me again," and added a mocking emoji for good measure. Imagining the look of frustration on her face as she received it brought a fleeting sense of satisfaction. I hit send and leaned back, savoring the moment.The search for Mark continued, but I was determined to keep things under wraps. This wasn’t part of the original plan. Kidnapping the twins was never on my agenda. The children were innocent, undeserving of the fallout from their parents' mistakes. Jasmine should have been the one in my grasp, not these innocent kids. Yet, they were the collateral damage of her missteps.I pulled out a cigar from my back pocket, its presence a small comfort in the chilly night. Despite my wolf's fur and the layers I wore, the cold seeped into my bones. Mark had made a critical error by going into hiding, but I wasn't angry. His usefulness had not yet expired. I smiled as one of the guards approached in wolf form. It had been some time si