Georgia’s POV“I should call Ruth,” I said, more to myself than to Leah. My fingers were already searching for my phone. “She’s the caregiver. She’s been with my kids since…” My voice trailed off, but Leah nodded like she understood the gaps in my sentence. “Call her,” Leah encouraged, her tone soft but urging. “Let’s make this happen.”I found Ruth’s number and hit the dial using Leah’s phone. The phone rang twice before Ruth answered, her familiar, warm voice pouring through the speaker. “Hello?”“Ruth,” I breathed, my words rushing out before I lost my nerve. “It’s me.”“Everything alright?” she asked, instantly alert. She always worried when I called at odd times of the day.I swallowed hard. “Yes. Well, actually, better than alright.” I glanced at Leah, who watched me with quiet encouragement. “Listen, I need you to get prepared. Pack up the kids’ things. I’m coming to pick you all up.”There was a beat of stunned silence on the other end. “You’re… coming?” she repeated, her vo
Georgia’s POVI never thought the day would come when I’d finally walk out of that suffocating apartment with my children in my arms. My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of fear and adrenaline coursing through me as I stood outside Damien and Lucy’s apartment, watching Ruth haul the last of the luggage into the trunk. “Nathaniel, Natalie,” I called softly, bending to brush their hair back from their foreheads as their little feet clung to me and Leah. They had just recently started walking“Just a little longer, my loves. We’re almost free.”Leah stood by my side, she had insisted on coming, and I was grateful beyond words. She didn’t know Damien or Lucy personally had only heard the bitter stories I’d forced out of myself between tears and sleepless nights but that didn’t matter. The moment she stepped into this mess, she made it clear: she was in my corner.“Don’t worry,” Leah murmured to me, her voice sharp as steel wrapped in silk. “They won’t hurt you. Not while I’m here.”Ruth p
Georgia’s POVI never expected her to pull into the shopping mall.We were halfway to her house when Leah suddenly flicked on her turn signal, smooth as though she had planned it all along. I looked at her, a question in my eyes, but she only smiled, a soft, knowing curve of her lips that instantly made me feel like I was the one missing something obvious.“I thought we’d pick up a few things for the twins,” she said, her voice casual but warm. “Nathaniel and Nathalie deserve a few surprises.”Her words settled over me. For a moment, I didn’t know how to respond. The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of chaos, and I had gotten used to carrying the weight alone. Yet here she was, reaching into my life with such natural ease, thinking about my babies as if they were her own concern too.I swallowed the lump in my throat and gave her a small nod. “All right,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady, though a quiet swell of emotion already rippled through my chest.The mall’s bright ligh
Georgia’s POVWe got home that day, Leah had stepped out first, her arms full of groceries as the estate maid help her carry the rest while I and Ruth carried the babies. Inside, Leah busied herself immediately. She had always been like that in the last few days I have been here. She set the bags on the counter and began unpacking. I watched her as I held Nathaniel closer, his tiny sleepy head nuzzled into the crook of my neck.The evening settled into routine. Ruth finished tidying up the front room and went to prepare Nathaniel’s things for bed while I took him to the nursery. Leah stayed in the kitchen, chopping vegetables as she prepared dinner as I walked inside the room. Suddenly, Leah’s phone began to ring.I called out, “Leah, your phone’s ringing!”She didn’t hear me. Or perhaps she was too caught up in the clatter of pans and the bubbling on the stove to register my voice.“Leah!” I tried again, louder this time.Still nothing.With Nathaniel still in my arms, I glanced tow
Karl’s POV I found Kael standing by the stone balcony, overlooking the misty expanse of our kingdom. His arms were folded, posture rigid, I knew he had sensed me long before I spoke, there was no sneaking up on my brother.“I’ll be leaving for the werewolf kingdom by nightfall,” I said, my voice steady despite the hesitation in my chest. “I’ve been away for too long. My lover waits for me.”Kael’s gaze didn’t falter from the horizon, but his silence spoke volumes. He was weighing my words, the way he always did. At length, he turned to me, eyes narrowed just slightly. “You’re set on this?”“You know I am.”A tight nod. Approval, or at least reluctant acceptance.Then, with a breath that carried more weight than I expected, he added, “Good. But please watch over Georgia.”The name alone pulled a thread of concern through me. “Georgia?”“Yes.” His eyes sharpened. “I need you to keep your eyes on her. Protect her.”There was no hesitation in my answer. “Of course. Always.”“I mean it.”
Georgia’s POVAs I rummaged through the top drawer of my bedroom, my fingers brushed against cold glass bottles and blister packs of pills. My hand hesitated before grabbing the familiar blue packet—the one I had hidden behind my skincare products. It was the contraceptive my husband, Damien, insisted I take whenever he makes love to me and most of the time, I take these pills daily.Damien. My husband, my mate, my Alpha. The man the Moon Goddess herself had chosen for me. He was everything a woman could dream of; strong, protective, and devastatingly handsome. With his storm-gray eyes and jet-black hair, he commanded attention effortlessly. He had a way of making me feel cherished, adored even. Every time he looked at me, it was like I was the only thing that mattered in the world. I have spent two years with him in this marriage.But as much as I loved him, there were cracks in our perfect marriage. Damien didn’t want children. He’d been clear about it from the start, even though I
Georgia’ POVPatricia’s voice was steady, but her next words struck me like a thunderclap. “I’m telling you this because I can’t keep hiding it anymore,” she said, her hand resting protectively on her son’s small shoulder. “Liam deserves to have a father. He deserves to feel the love that only a father can give him. I’ve tried to raise him alone, but it’s not enough. He needs his family, his complete family.”I stared at her, processing her words. A complete family? My husband, Damien, was supposed to be my family. Ours was the perfect marriage—he, the strong and charismatic Alpha, and I, his Luna, respected and envied by the entire pack. And yet, standing before me was the evidence of a betrayal I couldn’t even begin to process.“You’re saying… you want Damien to step into his life?” My voice cracked, disbelief clinging to every word.“Yes,” Patricia said, her tone unwavering. “It’s time he stops pretending Liam doesn’t exist. I can’t do this alone anymore. And Liam deserves more tha
Georgia’s POVThe single word shattered the silence like glass.Damien froze, his jaw tightening as he instinctively stepped back, his eyes darting between me and the boy who is now clutching at his pant leg. I felt like the air had been sucked out of the room. My husband, the man who had always insisted he didn’t want children, was standing in front of his son.I stared at him, searching his face for answers, for some kind of explanation, but all I saw was guilt.“Damien?” my voice is sharp, cutting through the tension. “Is it true? Is he your son?”He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he crouched down and gently placed his hands on Liam’s shoulders, a strained smile on his face. “Hey, buddy,” he said softly, before standing and finally meeting my gaze.I laughed bitterly in realization, my hands clenching into fists. “Damien.” I called again but this time, those tears started to flow from my eyes. Taking a step towards him, I wiped my tears. “Explain why the man who doesn’t want
Karl’s POV I found Kael standing by the stone balcony, overlooking the misty expanse of our kingdom. His arms were folded, posture rigid, I knew he had sensed me long before I spoke, there was no sneaking up on my brother.“I’ll be leaving for the werewolf kingdom by nightfall,” I said, my voice steady despite the hesitation in my chest. “I’ve been away for too long. My lover waits for me.”Kael’s gaze didn’t falter from the horizon, but his silence spoke volumes. He was weighing my words, the way he always did. At length, he turned to me, eyes narrowed just slightly. “You’re set on this?”“You know I am.”A tight nod. Approval, or at least reluctant acceptance.Then, with a breath that carried more weight than I expected, he added, “Good. But please watch over Georgia.”The name alone pulled a thread of concern through me. “Georgia?”“Yes.” His eyes sharpened. “I need you to keep your eyes on her. Protect her.”There was no hesitation in my answer. “Of course. Always.”“I mean it.”
Georgia’s POVWe got home that day, Leah had stepped out first, her arms full of groceries as the estate maid help her carry the rest while I and Ruth carried the babies. Inside, Leah busied herself immediately. She had always been like that in the last few days I have been here. She set the bags on the counter and began unpacking. I watched her as I held Nathaniel closer, his tiny sleepy head nuzzled into the crook of my neck.The evening settled into routine. Ruth finished tidying up the front room and went to prepare Nathaniel’s things for bed while I took him to the nursery. Leah stayed in the kitchen, chopping vegetables as she prepared dinner as I walked inside the room. Suddenly, Leah’s phone began to ring.I called out, “Leah, your phone’s ringing!”She didn’t hear me. Or perhaps she was too caught up in the clatter of pans and the bubbling on the stove to register my voice.“Leah!” I tried again, louder this time.Still nothing.With Nathaniel still in my arms, I glanced tow
Georgia’s POVI never expected her to pull into the shopping mall.We were halfway to her house when Leah suddenly flicked on her turn signal, smooth as though she had planned it all along. I looked at her, a question in my eyes, but she only smiled, a soft, knowing curve of her lips that instantly made me feel like I was the one missing something obvious.“I thought we’d pick up a few things for the twins,” she said, her voice casual but warm. “Nathaniel and Nathalie deserve a few surprises.”Her words settled over me. For a moment, I didn’t know how to respond. The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of chaos, and I had gotten used to carrying the weight alone. Yet here she was, reaching into my life with such natural ease, thinking about my babies as if they were her own concern too.I swallowed the lump in my throat and gave her a small nod. “All right,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady, though a quiet swell of emotion already rippled through my chest.The mall’s bright ligh
Georgia’s POVI never thought the day would come when I’d finally walk out of that suffocating apartment with my children in my arms. My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of fear and adrenaline coursing through me as I stood outside Damien and Lucy’s apartment, watching Ruth haul the last of the luggage into the trunk. “Nathaniel, Natalie,” I called softly, bending to brush their hair back from their foreheads as their little feet clung to me and Leah. They had just recently started walking“Just a little longer, my loves. We’re almost free.”Leah stood by my side, she had insisted on coming, and I was grateful beyond words. She didn’t know Damien or Lucy personally had only heard the bitter stories I’d forced out of myself between tears and sleepless nights but that didn’t matter. The moment she stepped into this mess, she made it clear: she was in my corner.“Don’t worry,” Leah murmured to me, her voice sharp as steel wrapped in silk. “They won’t hurt you. Not while I’m here.”Ruth p
Georgia’s POV“I should call Ruth,” I said, more to myself than to Leah. My fingers were already searching for my phone. “She’s the caregiver. She’s been with my kids since…” My voice trailed off, but Leah nodded like she understood the gaps in my sentence. “Call her,” Leah encouraged, her tone soft but urging. “Let’s make this happen.”I found Ruth’s number and hit the dial using Leah’s phone. The phone rang twice before Ruth answered, her familiar, warm voice pouring through the speaker. “Hello?”“Ruth,” I breathed, my words rushing out before I lost my nerve. “It’s me.”“Everything alright?” she asked, instantly alert. She always worried when I called at odd times of the day.I swallowed hard. “Yes. Well, actually, better than alright.” I glanced at Leah, who watched me with quiet encouragement. “Listen, I need you to get prepared. Pack up the kids’ things. I’m coming to pick you all up.”There was a beat of stunned silence on the other end. “You’re… coming?” she repeated, her vo
Georgia’s POVLater that day, I made my way back Leah’s house, hesitating on her porch with my hand poised above the doorbell. I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding and pressed the bell.Almost immediately, I heard her footsteps hurrying inside, then the soft creak of the door swinging open. Leah’s face lit up the moment she saw me, her smile wide and easy, like I belonged there.“There you are!” she said, stepping aside to let me in. She led me to the living room. We settled on the couch, and Leah poured us each a cup of tea. She watched me closely over the rim of her mug, her eyes soft but curious.“So,” she began gently, “how are your little ones doing?”I felt my throat tighten at the question. My gaze dropped to my hands, fingers twisting nervously around the teacup. “They’re… they’re okay,” I said quietly. “Better, I think.”Leah tilted her head, her expression full of quiet concern. “I’ve been meaning to ask. You’ve never really mentioned much about them befor
Georgia’s POVThe door creaked open, and my heart clenched in my chest. I shot to my feet instinctively, my hands trembling at my sides. It was the doctor. His eyes softened as they met mine. For a second, I couldn’t breathe.“It was a success,” he said, his voice warm, almost carrying relief. “The transfusion went smoothly for both Nathaniel and Nathalie.”A breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding escaped me in a shaky exhale. My knees nearly gave out, and I had to grab the back of the chair to steady myself. Tears sprang to my eyes, blurring his face.“Thank God…” I whispered, my voice barely audible. Ruth, who had been silently sitting at the edge of the waiting area, clasped her hands tightly against her chest and murmured a quiet prayer of gratitude.“You can see them now,” the doctor added with a gentle nod. “They’re resting, but they’ll be fine.”I swallowed back the tightness in my throat and followed him, my steps quick, almost desperate. Ruth was right behind me, her pace h
Georgia’s POVThe door creaked open with a hush of footsteps, and the doctor stepped in. His eyes found mine immediately. I held my breath, clutching the thin hospital blanket closer to my chest as though it could shield me from the weight of his words.“We’re preparing for the transfusion now,” he began, his voice calm but brisk. “Both your babies will be taken in shortly.”My throat went dry, my heart twisting painfully in my chest. “Is the blood ready?” I asked, my voice barely more than a rasp.He nodded, and then almost as an afterthought, he added, “A man called earlier. He arranged everything. He made the full payment for the procedures, and he even provided the blood bags.”I blinked, certain I’d misheard him. “What? What man?” My words tumbled out in a rush, breathless and tight.The doctor tilted his head slightly. “He didn’t give a name. Only said he was a Good Samaritan.”A Good Samaritan. My brows furrowed in disbelief. That sounded like something out of a storybook, too
Georgia’s POV I didn’t wait for Leah’s questions.Didn’t wait for her to follow, didn’t care about the confusion in her eyes or the way her hand had reached out, brushing air instead of my arm. The look she gave me as I stormed out was a mixture of concern, but my heart was racing too fast to process it. All I knew was that I needed to get home now.By the time Leah made it outside, I was already gone. The cab tyres screeched as the driver pulled away.I flung the door open the moment I reached home, my breath ragged as I rushed inside.“Ruth!” I called out as I entered her room. “Where are they? Where are my kids?”She appeared almost instantly from down the hallway, her face pale, her eyes shadowed with worry.“They’ve been running a high fever,” she said, “I tried to manage it but this isn’t ordinary. We need to take them to the hospital.”A million possibilities shot through my mind, each one more terrifying than the last. I just nodded as we carried the twins, barely conscious,