Julian’s POV I was so overcome with grief at the news, that my tongue felt heavy in my mouth, making it unable for me to speak. If only I wasn’t so angry and jealous, this wouldn’t have happened. She wouldn’t have had to run after me, to try to apologize. I was consumed with regret, it was choking. I wanted to turn back time, I wanted to do everything I could to prevent this tragedy from happening but it already happened and it hurt so much. “Um, doctor?” I rasped, my voice sounding foreign to me now. “Can I speak to you outside?” I asked, and she nodded. I wanted to speak to her privately so that Karyna wouldn’t hear more of this anymore. She had already suffered so much already. Henri followed quietly behind us, his real expression obscured by the skin mask he was wearing. “How soon must the surgery be?” I asked once we were outside. “As soon as possible, I’m afraid,” she started, her voice solemn. “I know that it’s sudden, but we’ll have to take the dead fetus out to avoid
Henri’s POVTwo weeks had passed since Karyna lost one of her babies. As we learned, she was two months pregnant with twins.The unfortunate incident had been very heart-wrenching, the grief lingering like a shadow over our lives. None of it felt real to me. It was as if I were trapped in some surreal nightmare from which I couldn’t wake. But I could vividly remember the ultrasound the doctor had taken of her existing fetus after the surgery.When I saw that tiny thing growing in her womb, the way it was curved- it had a little space beside it, where its twin was supposed to be. The sight of it, so small, lonely, and fragile, shattered my heart into a million pieces.Maybe it was because I was a twin myself, and the bond I had with Julian was unbreakable despite our ups and downs. I knew the loss of the other baby affected him as much as it did for me.I couldn’t also rid myself of all the memories of Karyna crying her heart out this past week. The sounds of sorrowful cries would
Julian’s POV I went out in Henri’s car, wearing the skin mask, and driving off, to get a custom-made choker I ordered for Karyna, and to fill up the car with enough gas since it was the form of transportation. We had other means of transportation on the beach, a Yacht, inherited from our Dad, and two boats. I got them for Henri and myself. We hadn't even had the luxury of enjoying any of this because our lives were plunged into misery. Ryder had recently discovered an organization made up of rogues, and I believed they might be involved in Adrian’s death because of how powerful their connection was. Their estate was stationed in White Plain, not too far from New York and Chappaqua. It contained only strong werewolves, and their goal was to get rid of all Alphas, as well as any powerful werewolf who wasn't a member of their group. They intend to leave our race with no Alpha to rule it, making all of us rogues. With no leadership system, or where to run to, the werewolves woul
Karyna’s POV I woke up feeling drained and directionless. I didn’t feel the need to get out of my bed or do anything. I’ve been feeling like this since I lost one of my babies. I wished it was all a bad dream, but unfortunately, it wasn't, and I couldn't do anything about it. Julian and Henri have been pampering me severely, walking on eggshells around me. At any other time, I might have welcomed the attention they showered upon me, but now, it only felt suffocating. I craved solitude. I wanted to be alone, underwater. Being underwater was so relieving. It made me feel like none of this was real, and I could let go of my fears, but I always ended up drowning. I couldn't count how many times the twins had saved me from getting swept away by the sea. I've come to realize that the more I dwelled on my loss, the deeper I sank into despair. Tears began to fall from my eyes as I recalled the days I'd spent crying and living melancholy. I tried to move on. I really did. But i
Karyna’s POV Three months ago, my life turned upside down. My father chased me out of the house because I refused to marry the man he had chosen for me. That night, I was so desperate to escape his suffocating grip, that I planned a wild night out with my best friend, Sophia. By fate or chance, I entered a steamy, dangerous relationship with the man I met that night. What started as a one-night stand unraveled into a life I never could have predicted. A world of dark desires, power struggles, and hidden identities. A world where my men were the Alphas, and I, their little brat. Julian Hartford, the man I had fallen for despite swearing I’d never love any human again was more than just captivating. Technically he was a werewolf. Maybe that was what made him so irresistible. His touch always set my skin ablaze, leaving me craving more with every encounter. But he wasn’t the only Hartford who had control over my heart, body, and soul. His identical twin brother, Henri, wh
Karyna’s POV The moon’s usual silver glow was shifting to a reddish color as if it were streaked with blood. My reaction drew laughter from the mean girl and her friends, but I couldn’t care less. It was my first time seeing a blood moon. “This is unsettling and breathtaking,” I could barely contain my amazement. It was like a beautiful nightmare unfolding in the dark sky. When the moon fully transitioned into a Blood Moon, a sharp pain shot through me and my hand flew to Henri’s neck. The pain was intense. It was as if my body was trying to reject his mark once again. What the hell was happening? I felt Henri’s arm tighten around me, steadying me as I stumbled. “Are you okay?” he asked. I wanted to scream. To tell him, no, I wasn’t okay. I wanted to tell him the mark on my neck was burning like fire, and Julian’s absence felt like a gaping wound that would never heal. But I nodded, swallowing my pain. “I’m fine,” I lied. Once again, I caught the mean girl and her friends
Karyna’s POV My wolf kept scratching her face. She didn't stop until a sudden weakness overcame her and her strength quickly drained away. The dark fur retreated back into my skin, and the transformation undone itself as swiftly as it had begun. I was so shocked that I couldn't breathe. I was human again. Naked, trembling, and breathless. The girl lay before me, clutching her bleeding face, her cerulean eyes wide with terror. “I-I’m so sorry.” I blurted out, my mind reeling at what I had just done. I had lost control and attacked one of the Pack members. I let my wolf take over, and now there was blood on my hands. Henri was at my side in an instant, his strong arms pulling my shaking body into his embrace. “Karyna, are you alright?” he asked, his voice thick with worry. He draped his coat over my bare skin. It was warm and it smelled like him. I couldn’t stop trembling, my gaze fixed on the girl who glared back at me from the ground. “Get away from me,” I whisp
Karyna’s POVWhen I gradually regained consciousness, the world around me came into focus in disjointed fragments. My head was throbbing with pain. I could feel the rough texture of the forest floor beneath me. My vision was obscured, but a familiar face caught my attention, jerking me fully awake.As my eyes adjusted to the rays of sunlight, I saw a figure standing above me, smirking devilishly. I recognized it too well. It was Venar. Henri and Julian’s cousin.I still remember the last day I saw him. It was the day I married Julian. Everyone thought he was Henri because he wore glasses. Only a birthmark behind Julian’s ear set them apart. My father and all of NYU believed I had married my professor while he held my fiancé captive. I shivered, recalling the most gruesome day of my life. That day, I saw a terrifying side of the man I loved.“Ah, you must be the university whore he's fucking. Believe me, if you get pregnant, you will die conceiving his baby.”“You probably don't kn
Julian’s POV “Don’t kill him yet. I want to return all the ten slaps he gave me.” Karyna’s words rang in my ears and I felt a dark cloud of rage enveloped me. I shot forward but she grasped my hand, restraining me as I fumed. “Release my hand,” I ordered her, breathing heavily. Karyna shook her head stubbornly. “No. You promised me not to kill him if Henri didn't.” She whispered, her hand squeezing my clenched fist. I wasn't aware he hit her 10 times before I made that oath. No one can stop Venar from dying today. “I can't keep this promise, Karyna. Only his death can dispel the anger rooted in my chest.” I growled, my whole body convulsing with fury. I released my Alpha aura, thinking the overwhelming energy would push her away but she remained steadfast, unwilling to leave my side. Any sensible werewolf would have kept their distance from a raging Alpha, knowing that the raw power could easily crush them, and they would never be able to shift again. But of course, my Kary
Henri’s POV I had made a vow to kill Venar with my own hands, just like I did his father, Venom. Why? Because both of them are nuisances. That son of a gun kidnapped my Karyna and nearly slapped her to death. “Fucking bastard!” I growled, my hands clenched tightly on the steering wheel as I trailed after Venar. I wanted to go after him that morning, but Karyna was badly injured, and I feared we might lose the surviving baby in her womb, so I let him escape. I placed the highest fucking bounty on his head, but none of the hitmen found find him. I had a feeling he had been lurking in the shadows like a rat scuttling away from the light, and I was right. “You think you can hide forever, don’t you?" I muttered under my breath, a venomous smirk lifting my face. “I’ll make you regret every choice you’ve made. You’ll wish you never crossed me, just like your father did. When I finally catch up with him, I will make sure you taste what it felt like to be slapped to death.” Th
Karyna’s POV The short skirt I wore did nothing to conceal the wetness trickling down my thighs. I could even catch a whiff of my own arousal in the air, and I was sure Julian and Henri could sense it too. “Jules, please,” I let out a desperate plea when he wouldn’t slip his fingers inside me. Julian had been tormenting me; using his middle finger to rub my clit in circles, lightly pressing kisses against my neck. He growled lowly, that deep sound sending explosive waves of arousal down my spine. “What are you begging me for, my love?” Julian whispered in the shell of my ear, and it suddenly felt like we were the only ones in the car. The sensation in my lower stomach was too consuming. I could feel my pussy throbbing painfully as my heart pounded under my chest. The intensity of the moment was almost too much to bear, so I just looked into his green eyes, hoping he’d understand just how much I craved him at that moment. “Alpha. I don’t think your fingers can d
Karyna’s POVAs we made our way to Henri’s car, a whirlwind of emotions washed over me. I couldn't bring myself to accept that my abusive father was truly gone. I was still in shock. I could feel the overwhelming amount of fear I had for Thomas Vegas dissipating with each assurance that he was indeed dead. He was killed by Julian. I was caught between feeling relieved that he could no longer harm me, or force me to do his vile wishes and the nagging question of whether I should feel sorrowful for his death.I’d known that cruel man all my life, and I’d always thought he was invincible, so it was crazy to believe that he was dead, just like that. He had been wealthy and influential during his life, but now he wouldn’t have a final resting place because Julien had killed him to avenge me, and his body would remain lost forever.When we got in front of the car, Julian pulled the back seat door for me, and I slid in. I could feel the sizzling heat coming from his body as he sat beside
Julian’s POV I was anticipating kissing Karyna until she was lost for words again when an iPhone ringing echoed in my ears. “Who's fucking phone is that? Fuck, it’s mine.” I groaned inwardly and went to pick it up, licking my lips to savor the pancake I had just eaten. When I saw that it was Leah who was calling me, my suppressed anger returned. I didn't want this woman calling me. But I was still using the same phone I was using when I was wearing the skin mask that was similar to Onyx’s face. Jeremy deserves his phone and number. I made a mental note to sort that out today before turning to Henri and Karyna. “It’s Leah,” I revealed, bitterness coating my voice like poison. I felt Karyna’s worry surge, even without her saying a word. She looked at me with those baby-blue eyes, her gaze filled with concern and thoughts of another threat. Another threat from my family. I clenched my jaw at that. I contemplated whether I should step outside to answer her. Leah knew I acce
Karyna’s POV I'd been eavesdropping on Julian and Henri's conversation after Henri entered. I heard Henri's laughter and Julian's question of what was funny. Henri's response of “everything” was followed by Julian's shocking revelation that made me blink in disbelief. Besides the fox he killed, he had also attempted to harm one of them. Did he see killing as a normal thing? “I was simply bullying her back for you,” Julian stated, walking over to retrieve the bowl of pancakes in my hand. My eyes widened in astonishment. I couldn't fathom his nonchalant attitude towards serious actions like this. I paused my lips, my heart sinking as I gazed back and forth between the Alphas I had fallen hopeless for. I didn't want to think that I had judged them wrongly or I had underestimated their animalistic nature. “I understand where you're coming from, Julian. But you can't go around ending lives or torturing animals just to defend me from bullies or make me accessories,” “I alre
Henri’s POV As I dashed after Karyna, my heart pounded with worry. How could she be so reckless, especially after yesterday's events? The arsonist might still be out there, and here she was, venturing off alone because she was pissed about the death of a fox. Her blind courage angers me and it fills me with worry. Why couldn't she be more concerned about her safety? I finally caught up to her just before she reached the guards who were stationed in front of the house. Without hesitation, I grasped her arm firmly and stopped her in her tracks. “Karyna, stop!” I urged, my voice thick with concern and frustration. “This is just our way of life. It's normal for werewolves to hunt and kill other animals. Hunting and killing are what we do. There's no need to get upset,” I deadpanned. Karyna turned to shoot me an angry glare, her baby-blue eyes revealing bitterness and confusion. “Normal? Are you freaking serious right now?” Her voice trembled as she spoke. “Just because
Julian’s POV The snow poured heavily on me, stinging like a thousand icy needles, yet I refused to halt my sprint. What was supposed to be a simple 15-minute early morning run turned into a relentless sprint fueled by my escalating anger. It wasn't just Henri's continuous provocation to abandon the Pack that fueled my fury. It was the unsettling realization that his reasons were valid, and I might be forced to confront a truth I wasn't ready to face. I was certain he'd only come back to safeguard Karyna and our child. Yet, deep down, I clung to a foolish wish that his return would reignite the memories of the beautiful life we once shared here and he would want to protect the pack, but as I said, it was a foolish wish. It hurt like crazy to admit that he didn't see this Pack estate as home but as a refuge camp, where he could hide from his enemies, and leave at any slight inconvenience. “Do you really think they want me back as their Alpha? All they want is a pack to b
Karyna’s POV In my dreams, Julian and Henri were having a heated argument. Julian was clearly upset, warning Henri never to mention abandoning the Pack, but Henri insisted it was necessary for our survival. I thought it was all just a dream until a loud door slam woke me up, and there was Julian storming off in frustration. “Henri,” I called out, my voice filled with surprise. I saw the worry etched on his face as he locked eyes with me, and I felt a pang in my heart. Did he insist on abandoning the pack because he was triggered by my mention of needing a break from the chaos surrounding us? Henri sighed softly and walked closer, he climbed on the bed and pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Morning, sweetheart,” he greeted, his voice above a whisper. Though his tone seemed light, the somber look in his green eyes and the shadow of regret on his face showed he was sad about the argument he just had with Julian. “Did you really believe we will be safe if we abandon the Pack?” I