SOPHIA'S POVAs the doctor had predicted, a few weeks later, I found myself nearing my due date. The excitement and anticipation intensified with each passing day.It had now been eight months since my last visit to the hospital, and the time for labor had finally arrived. While my pregnancy was shorter than the typical nine months—common for a werewolf—I felt ready to welcome my children into the world. I gave birth to twins, whom I named Alex and Alexia. Although everyone was surprised by the timing of my delivery, I was grateful to bring my babies into the world in good health. The process of labor took longer than I had anticipated, but the moment I laid eyes on my children, all my discomforts faded away. They were beautiful!Alexia looked more like me; she took after my blue eyes, while Alex was a replica of Nathan with his light gray eyes. I stared at my children as a tear rolled down my face. I kissed them both as I dropped them gently in the crib. In no time, they were both a
NATHAN'S POVRunning every morning is my favorite part of being Alpha. I love how fast my paws take me whenever I run in my wolf form. It was a form of workout for my wolf, and it kept my mind at ease as I only focused on running and my environment. I'd been running for the past thirty minutes, so I decided it was time to go home. I ran towards the pack house as the gates opened the moment my wolf was spotted from afar."Good morning, Alpha.""Welcome, Alpha." Some pack members greeted me the moment I shifted back to my human form. I nodded to their greetings as I walked straight to my room to take a cold shower.An hour later, I was in my office. I had so much to do. If I had a beta, it would have been easier, but I have yet to appoint one. I’m trying to be careful so that I don’t make a mistake. The last Beta of my pack was killed in a rogue attack on his way back to the pack. I had to appeal for an acting Beta from Moonshine Pack—Victoria's father—to fill in until I’m ready to appo
SOPHIA'S POVThat week flew by in a blur. My delivery was smooth, the twins were healthy, and after all the necessary checks and monitoring, we were allowed to go home.The place I called home was a cozy two-bedroom flat nestled in the heart of the town. I had fallen in love with it at first sight, and it had once been the only slim ray of light in my life.I gazed at the building as it came into view, the drive from the hospital a long one.“So, which one is yours?” Lucas asked, looking around the block.“That one,” I said, pointing at the one with the little lights twinkling around the edges.“I don't think I even needed to ask you. I could tell right away as soon as you pointed it out. It looks very you,” Lucas chuckled as he pulled into the driveway.“Hey.” I lightly punched him on the shoulder. “It just shows personality. And I'll decide to take that as a compliment.”“Whatever you say, Sophia,” he said as he killed the engine.“Hey,” I said as he opened his side of the car. “Tha
SOFIA'S POV Five years later… “Mommy, mommy!” My twins chorused as they tugged my hands, pulling me forward. Alex tried to simultaneously pull his sister forward too, forgetting we were already moving at the same pace. He nearly tripped over his own feet but quickly regained his balance. “Yes, my babies? Alex, be careful. Come here, hold my other hand.” I reached out, and he walked over and slipped his tiny hand into mine. “Mommy, New York is huge! Has it always been this big? Mommy, what's that thing there? Mommy, it's going so fast!” Alex spoke quickly, his words tumbling over each other like they couldn't wait to escape. His wide eyes darted around the airport terminal, taking in everything at once. “Slow down, Alex. You're confusing me.” Alexia, his twin sister, complained, her tone much more measured and firm. “But Mommy heard what I said, didn't you, Mommy?” He looked up at me, his eyes the color of clouds. He didn’t even wait for a response before turning back to his sis
SOPHIA'S POVThe rush hour arrived, and the bell on the door chimed accordingly, signaling the entrance of customer after customer. While that usually would have snapped up my attention, the man just a little behind everyone else caught my eye.I watched him raise a sign and read it just as he whispered in my ear, "Need a hand?" That seemed to do the trick, yanking me from my shock. I crossed the space in what usually took me more seconds, shoving against the onslaught of people coming in.I stopped when I was right in front of him.“Hi.” I was breathless from basically sprinting to meet him.“Hey, you.” He stepped closer, into my space. “I see you're a blonde now.”“Why does everyone keep saying that?” I shoved him on the shoulder. “Did you and Grace plan this?”He laughed, catching my hand to stop the attack. “No, we didn't. And hey, is this the greeting I get after all these years?”“It will be if you continue this. You should know not to comment on a woman's hair unless you have
SOPHIA'S POV“Hey hey, stranger danger. It's just me. Calm down, tiger.” Lucas chuckled as he entered the kitchen, holding his hands up in mock surrender. He walked up to me and grabbed the makeshift weapon from my hands, the pan clanging on the board.“Yeah, sorry. I just thought it was someone else.”“Who else could it have been?” Lucas asked, brushing it off.His question brought up a concern that had been lurking in the back of my mind for the past five years. If they ever found out…I shook my head, bringing myself out of it. Not right now. I couldn't worry about that right now. “So, uhm, yeah, you said you wanted to talk?”“Yeah, I wanted to… Are you good?” He looked hesitant to carry on, probably having sensed the change in my mood.“Yeah, definitely. I'm good.” I reassured him, adding a smile for good measure.“You know you can talk to me about anything, yeah? Anything at all.” Lucas probed, his eyes searching. I couldn't afford to give anything away, so I brushed off his conc
Sophia’s POV Five Years Ago… “Are you sure you wanna do this?” Grace asked, following me into the room where I was shoving things into a bag. She had been a constant presence in this house ever since the phone call about a month ago. It was still fresh in my mind… She had arrived and met me watching over the twins. “Hey. You sounded stressed over the phone. You wanna talk about it? And I promise, I’m being a friend and not your therapist right now,” she ended with a little nudge. She waited, but I still said nothing. “Wow. Tough crowd.” “I don’t want to make a mistake with them. Just looking at them… they’re the best thing to ever happen to me. I can’t lose them.” “Hey, hey. You won’t lose them. I promise you.” Grace rubbed my shoulders comfortingly. “But you don’t know that, Grace. You don’t know that.” And she really didn’t know that. There were too many unknowns, and too many factors to consider that could come into play. How was I supposed to balance everything? How was I
SOPHIA POVThe ride to the airport was silent, neither of them wanting to fill it. The twins were in the backseat, blissfully asleep. It had been a blessing that they were usually peaceful. Grace had made a comment about how she wished that when she had children, they would be as peaceful as Alex and Alexia.But she didn’t know the circumstances whatsoever. I almost felt bad about withholding the truth from my best friend, but she wouldn't understand. It was for her own safety.And besides, she wouldn’t believe me even if I told her. I wouldn’t believe it if I were in her shoes either. Really? Werewolves?I smiled ruefully to myself, and Grace picked up on it. “Something up?”“No, nothing.” My facial muscles returned to their normal resting position.“Good. So, have you told Lucas yet?”“Told him what?” I asked, playing dumb.“You know what I’m talking about.” She gave me a sideways look.I sighed, knowing there was no way out of this. “No, I haven’t. And before you say anything, it’s
LUCAS' POVThe morning light streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, illuminating the sleek, modern space with a golden hue. The city stretched out below me, a sea of movement, a constant reminder that the world never stopped in New York City – not for heartbreak, not for personal enta, and certainly not for me.I welcomed it.It was easier to focus on work than to dwell on the mess I had walked away from last night.Sophia.Nathan.The weight of that confrontation still sat heavily on my chest, but I pushed it aside. There was no room for distractions today.A sharp knock on the door pulled me back."Come in," I called.Emma, my executive assistant, strode inside, tablet in hand, her usual efficiency cutting through the air like a blade.“The acquisition is finalized.” She said without preamble. "Emerald Ventures wasn’t happy about it, but they didn’t have much of a choice. Their client signed with us the moment the ink dried."I allowed myself a small, satisfied
SOPHIA'S POVThe house was too quiet.Even with Alex and Alexia upstairs, even with Elara somewhere in the background, the silence pressed in on me like a tangible weight.Nathan’s presence still lingered in the air, thick and suffocating, despite the fact that he’d left a few minutes ago. And Lucas – Lucas had barely said a word before leaving, his jaw tight, his expression unreadable.I let out a slow breath, pressing a hand to my temple.What the hell just happened?I had spent years keeping my past buried, locked away behind carefully constructed walls. And yet, in the span of a single night, it had cracked open, spilling out at my doorstep. Nathan was here. Lucas had confronted him. And in the middle of it all was me – standing between two men, two forces that refused to yield.A bitter laugh escaped me. Perfect.Just what I needed right now. A mate coming back to claim me and Lucas being there. I turned away from the front door, heading upstairs. My body was tense with the weig
NATHAN'S POVThe moment Lucas spoke those words, “He was looking for you,” something inside me snapped into focus.I had spent weeks fighting my instincts, pulling back, restraining myself. I had let go of vengeance when my home was burned down. I had turned the other cheek when my own pack doubted me.But this?Someone dared to come after my mate?I took a slow step forward, my wolf rising to the surface. The low growl rumbled in my chest, barely contained. “Tell me everything you know.”Lucas didn’t move from the steps. He didn’t even flinch. If anything, his stance grew firmer, as if planting himself between me and Sophia. His sharp blue eyes locked onto mine, unwavering.“I’m handling it.”A slow, humorless chuckle left my lips. “You’re handling it?”“Yes.”I took another step forward. “I don’t think you understand what’s happening here.”Lucas scoffed, crossing his arms. “Oh, I understand just fine. Someone attacked my friend, and now you’re looking for an excuse to sink your tee
SOPHIA'S POV The knock at the door wasn’t just a sound – it was a shift in the air, a weight pressing against my chest. I froze. For a moment, I convinced myself I had imagined it. That my desperation had conjured up something that wasn’t real. But then it came again – firm, deliberate. I glanced at the time on the wall, several hours after I'd called him. Could it finally be him? “Go, child. Open the door.” Elara gently pushed me towards the door. I barely realized I was moving until I was standing in front of the door, hand hovering over the handle. The mate bond was still there, faint but present, like an unsteady heartbeat beneath my skin. It thrummed softly, the connection between us impossible to ignore. I sucked in a sharp breath and pulled the door open. And there he was. Nathan stood on my doorstep, drenched in sweat, his dark shirt clinging to his broad frame. His breathing was uneven, his chest rising and falling with the force of it. His eyes – sharp, gray, pierci
SOPHIA'S POV The moment the bond snapped taut, I gasped, my breath catching in my throat. It was like a thread pulled too tight – painful, urgent, undeniable. The kitchen blurred, the dim glow of the light overhead fading into the background as something else took hold. A presence. Strong. Familiar. Nathan. My knees buckled, and I gripped the counter, my fingers digging into the cool surface as the bond flared to life with a force I hadn’t expected. It pulsed, thrumming like a second heartbeat, and I knew – he heard me. He was listening. The connection flowed through me, raw and overwhelming. But just as quickly as it surged, the exhaustion followed. A crushing weight pressed down on me, the sheer force of it nearly suffocating. Elara had left the room, and I had no idea where she was. I had no idea how long it had taken me to reach him. I had no idea. Period. Would he come? I wasn’t sure I had the right to ask for him. Not after everything. Not after I had pushed him away, r
NATHAN'S POVThe next morning came all too quickly. Sleep had eluded me, like a partner hell-bent on being away from me. I'd spent the night roaming my pack, the one place I'd considered my only home, but now seemed like the farthest thing from it. But I couldn't just bring myself to leave. This was where I'd had the best memories with Sophia, where the good times still shone.But now perhaps, the bad times were starting to outshine the good here. Is this not a sign? That I should find somewhere new?I sighed, almost wishing for the days when the Luna goddess appeared to guide me. But I also knew that if I were to see her now, it would not be without danger following behind. I didn't realize it until I was there, but I was back at the edge of the territory, where Malachi had stabbed me. And had survived. My smile was melancholic when it crossed my face. In many ways, that was the cannon event for everything. “No Nathan. This all started when you banished our love. Our mate.” My wo
NATHAN'S POVThe moment I returned, I could feel it. The shift in the air.The crowd had gathered near the ruins of my home, their eyes on me the second I stepped into their sights. But this wasn’t the usual respect, the unwavering loyalty I had once commanded. This was hesitation, doubt.And resentment.Whispers spread through the pack, a quiet murmur of voices laced with frustration and disbelief. I heard bits and pieces – enough to know what they were saying."He let them go?""How could he spare her?""What kind of Alpha does that?"I could see it in their eyes – the ones who had once stood at my side, wolves I had fought for, bled for. Some still believed in me, but others? They wanted blood. They wanted a leader who would avenge, not restrain.Theon stood by my side, his expression dark as he scanned the gathered wolves. He had known this would happen. We both had.But knowing didn’t make it easier.The silence stretched, suffocating. Then, a voice cut through it."Alpha.” An ol
SOPHIA'S POVElara stood in my doorway, the morning light catching in her silver-streaked hair, her piercing gaze locking onto mine. There was something unreadable in her eyes, something weighty – like she already knew the depths of my desperation.I swallowed hard. “I need your help.”Elara’s gaze flickered past me, her face betraying nothing. “I know.” She said simply. “Let me in.”I stepped aside, my heart pounding as she crossed the threshold. She moved with quiet confidence, her presence filling the space in a way that was both grounding and unnerving.She took one look at Alex and let out a slow breath."Tell me everything.” She murmured, kneeling beside him.I didn't hesitate. “I followed the instructions exactly. The herbs, the remedy – I did everything right.” My voice cracked. “And it worked. For a little while. But then he got worse. Worse than before.”Elara pressed the back of her hand to Alex's forehead. His fever had climbed again overnight, his breathing shallow, his s
SOPHIA’S POVAlex's ragged breathing filled the apartment, each shallow inhale like a blade to my chest, hacking away at my heart. His small frame was curled on the couch, with blankets piled over him, but he still shivered. His skin was pale, slick with sweat, and the dark circles under his eyes had deepened.The remedy was supposed to help. Instead, it had made things worse.I ran my fingers through his damp curls, my heart squeezing as he stirred restlessly.“Mom…” His voice was weak, barely above a whisper."I'm here, baby,” I murmured, brushing his cheek. “I'm right here.”But I wasn't enough.I pressed my lips together, trying to suppress the wave of frustration and fear threatening to drown me. I had done everything right – followed the instructions exactly. So why was my son suffering more than before?There was only one person who might have the answers.Elara.But she was nowhere to be found.I had spent the last few days calling in favors, digging through old contacts, and