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
Mark's POVI couldn't fathom how I had landed myself in this dire predicament. Groaning in pain, I felt the rough hands of one of Emily’s men attempting to set me free. Desperately, I tried to shift into my wolf form, but to my horror, I found that I couldn't.It was bizarre.As I collapsed to the floor, the guard merely laughed, mocking my helplessness. He proclaimed that my wolf was now powerless, and I could no longer shift at will since I had agreed to work for Emily. Writhing in agony, I struggled to regain my composure. The pain was overwhelming, yet after a while, it began to subside. I sensed my wolf stirring within me, trying to break free, but he was unable to manifest. Using the back of my hand, I slowly wiped away the blood that trickled from the corner of my lips. The reality of my situation began to sink in, and I realized the gravity of the decision I had made. Working for Emily had come at a greater cost than I had anticipated, stripping me of my most vital ability. Fe
Still on Mark's Throwback.As the night came, we lay tangled in the sheets, spent but content. Her mask lay forgotten on the floor, a symbol of the barriers we had broken down. In the quiet moments before sleep claimed us, I felt a sense of peace. The mystery of her identity no longer mattered. What mattered was the connection we had forged in those stolen hours, a memory that would linger long after the night had ended.Morning arrived, and the rays of sunlight reflected off the white walls, casting a beautiful glow across the motel room. I awoke, my head throbbing as fragments of the previous night's events began to piece themselves together. How did I end up here?Then it hit me.Emily.I bolted upright and saw her, sitting calmly in front of the mirror, a cigar in her hand. She turned, a smile playing on her lips."You're awake now, my love," she said, standing up from the chair, completely naked."Emily…" I murmured, still in disbelief. How had I ended up spending the night with
Mark's POVI sneakily came back to Emily’s hideout the next day because she had ordered me to come as early as possible without allowing any individual to see me or trace me to her. And then this morning off I came sneaking in like a thief. I knocked and immediately a lady opened the door. She already knew me, though I did not know how. I entered and asked her where her boss was, and she directed me to where Emily was. I could not believe that I was now one of Emily’s puppets. Emily had so much respect for me when she was with Tyler, and now she was my boss against my will.I tried not to think about how Tyler and Jasmine would feel if they found out I was the one who ordered their children to be taken away from them. I wanted to say that it was not my fault, but it actually was my fault. I had caused everything. If not for lust and mating with Emily that day, I would never be in this mess. I shivered at the thought of anyone finding out. I was respected among the members of the pack,
Lydia’s POVI watched in shock as Damon walked away. What was I going to do with this man? He was so cold this minute and the next minute he has Love dancing in his eyes. Was all of that just my imagination?“Ma’am.” a soft voice called me out of my thought and I looked up and saw one of th chefs that were serving us. She has a worried look on her face.“Is there a problem?” I asked her.“You seemed out of your thoughts so I was worried. The head chef has been trying to get a hold of your attention also.” she said and that's when I noticed Dimitri on my other side looking at me.“Sorry about that. I didn’t notice it.”“It’s fine Miss. Are you okay? Is the food not to you taste? You haven’t touched it yet.” He asked me and looked at my filled plate that hasn’t been touched yet.Damon didn’t let us eat yet and just walked off making me loose my appetite. How was I going to reject the food that the chef made? It just have taken a lot of time and effort.“No. That’s not it. It’s very tast
Author's point of view Isabelle felt so broken to the point that tears left her eyes without her knowing. “I am sorry, Mrs Isabelle but don't you have a clue of who might be the father of your child?” The doctor said and Dominic frowned a little. “That isn't necessary, thank you for the result, Doctor,” Dominic replied to him and took Isabelle's hand they both left. Seeing how Isabelle looked made Dominic so upset, that was one of the reasons why he never wanted to take the test, he knew things might turn out this way. “Isabelle, you need to cheer up, even if it happens to be this way I will be here with you no matter what, this baby is ours to take care of, you shouldn't get worried about it.” He always made sure to remind her of that. “Why? Why must Raphael still be a part of my life? How is this even possible?” Isabelle couldn't stop crying and Dominic hated seeing her cry. “No matter what happens Raphael won't do anything, Isabelle there’s no need to cry, I'd fix everything
Chapter 41Author's point of view Vivian was so shocked although she knew right from the beginning that Raphael wasn't the father of her kids but she never knew he was in fact really impotent. “And you never told me about it, what kind of a man are you?” Vivian was upset and she walked away. Raphael left his body on the couch and let out a sigh. He really wanted Isabelle's child to be his. He never wanted to believe the fact that he was really impotent. That was the reason why he was so happy after the results were out, it felt like what he dreamt of was really coming into existence. Then after finding out it was the lawyer who skimmed and plotted everything out, he got so infuriated and so angry. ~~~~~~Isabelle lay on the bed in the middle of the night still wide awake while Dominic was far gone asleep. She could not sleep, she was so lost in thought that she couldn't even think straight. The thought of aborting the baby crossed her mind but she snapped such thoughts away.