I love this chapter. So dreamy and romantic. I hope you guys enjoy it. Who else needs a Julian in their life?
Henri’s POV I finally arrived at the beach house, hauling my duffel bag over my shoulder as I began to approach. It had been quite a while since I came here. The last time was during my Dad’s birthday, when he was still alive. It was a long time ago. The air around the beach brought a sudden dose of nostalgia and pain, that I was making an effort to repress. I could remember our trio, Julian, Adrian and I having fun with our parents on the beach. Adrian has always loved the beach, but he couldn't inherit it because I was the strongest. I was the middle child, but I was born with a huge responsibility I couldn't shoulder. Pushing these memories to the back of my mind, I walked closer to the entrance building, where I was met with suspicious gazes and curious expressions from the guards and servants. But none of them stopped me even though they couldn't recognize me. As I made my way onto the beach, one of the servants, an elderly woman with a stern expression, confronted me.
Karyna’s POV I’ve thought so hard about it. But I still couldn't decide who I wanted to mark me first. I wanted both of them to mark me at the same time, but Julian wouldn't agree. He said it would hurt me more. So now, I had to decide. And I honestly have no idea how to go about this at all. I didn't want to pick between them. It was too hard to choose. Then as I moved towards Henri, a solution appeared in my mind. “Alright,” I clapped my hands together, drawing their attention. “I want us to play a naughty game,” Julian nodded immediately, a huge grin spreading across his lips. “I'm interested, baby.” “You don't even know what type of game it is,” I replied, rolling my eyes at his eagerness. “You said a naughty game?” he muttered, winking. His playful nature was unmistakable. ”Yes, it's a naughty game, and we will have a lot of fun.” I beamed, imagining the chase. “We'll go to the beach, and I will run. Whoever catches me gets to mark me while the ot
Julian’s POV From a distance, I watched as Karyna's graceful stride faltered, her hips swaying unsteadily before collapsing onto the sand. I frowned, this was the second time she had fallen down. Panic surged through me, and I sprinted towards her without another thought. My heart pounded in my chest when she didn't stand up like the first time. I cursed the distance between us, increasing my speed. But before I could reach her, Henri was already by her side. My breath caught in my throat when I saw Karyna’s unconscious figure in Henri’s arms. “What the hell? What happened?” I questioned, my brows pinched up in worry as I looked down at her unmoving form. “I think she fainted,” Henri explained, his voice conveying anxiety as well. “Fuck, why is she fainting so frequently?” I grunted to myself, but Henri caught it. “Frequently?” He asked, a huge disapproving scowl on his face. “When was the last time she fainted?” I scratched my neck awkwardly, looking down at Ka
Henri’s POV I scooped a spoonful of porridge that I ordered from the kitchen and fed it to Karyna. I had to wear the skin mask to do that after Julian left the resort as me. Karyna didn't know what to eat, but I insisted that she had to put something in her stomach. She was nearly half the bowl down, when she shook her head, avoiding the spoon. “I’m full,” she protested and I dropped the bowl down on the nightstand. “Are you sure that you’re okay?” I pressed on again. “Yeah, I‘m fine,” she replied, looking at me in assurance. “Julian has been out for an awful long time now. Are you sure that he’ll be alright? I’m worried,” “He’ll be fine. If there’s anything wrong, he’ll call me. I don’t worry.” Karyna bit her lip and looked at me through her eyelashes, looking fidgety. I could tell that she had something to say, but didn’t know how to approach it. But I wasn’t going to press her for it. Instead, I began to clean up and set the bowl on the tray so that the maid coul
Karyna’s POV“You fucking turned her?!” The sound of Julian yelling jolted me up from my slumber, and I had to look around to get a proper grasp of my surroundings.He stood before us, his hand tightly gripping a white bag. His expression was a mud of anger and disbelief, and his fists were clenched so tightly, I could see the veins ripple and bulge.I was wondering what got him so furious until I remembered what Henri and I were doing in his absence. My neck stung in remembrance of the feeling as Henri plunged his fangs into them.I looked over to him and saw him sitting up beside me, his expression blank, but I could see the guilt swirling in his eyes despite that. “Yes, I did,” Henri replied to Julian's initial question, his voice equally as dull as he looked.And that seemed to enrage his twin. “Why didn't you wait for me?!” Julian's voice reverberated with frustration, his eyes burning with anger. “I went to the fucking store, and you couldn't even wait an hour?! You were the
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
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