Alpha Henry's pov:
Screams flooded down the halls of the pack house as my mate pushed to bring our second-born child in to this earth.
I sat outside.
Hearing her struggle made me feel like I was losing my mind.
Like I was losing control over my wolf. I always hated this part of pups.
Everything within me just wanted to storm in there and hold her tightly.
And pray to the moon goddess to take away the pain and give it all to me.
However, the pack doctor made it very clear that I was not to come back until they said otherwise.
They asked me the dreaded question.
“Baby or the mom?” A question that no man on the face of the earth ever wanted to awnser.
But my wolf jumped ahead and answered for me.
Jack was never one to follow orders and stay put. “mate” he growled, and the doctor nodded at our awnser.
“is mommy going to be ok?” my two-year-old son asked curled up in my lap, tears streaming down his cheeks.
What was I supposed to tell him?
How could I be so certain?
“Mommy is very strong, Eli. If anyone could get through this, it’s her. We just have to wait for now.” I answered, trying my best to sound strong for my son.
Praying to the moon goddess to bless our family and protect my mate.
To keep her safe and alive.
To not take her away from us just yet. I wouldn’t be able to handel it.
I wouldn’t be able to live without her. My every bone.
My every drop of blood and cell only worked and survived for her.
Another ear wrenching scream echoed down the hall.
Making Eli shiver at it. I held him tighter, trying to calm him down.
Suddenly, a baby’s cry followed the scream and a flash of hope lit up the pack house.
I stood up and waited to see the door swing open. And so it did, revealing the doctor.
His hands covered in my wife’s blood. He removed his mask and nodded.
Making a single tear of joy and relief fall down my cheek. I run into the room.
Seeing my exhausted mate spread across the bed.
Her chest falling and rising as she tries to catch her breath. She looked so disheveled. But she also looked so alive.
And I thanked the moon goddess for that.
I put Eli down on his feet. And I ran over to my mate.
I kissed every part of her face, feeling relieved as my mate’s skin touches mine. Feeling calm. feeling at home.
Soon my mate fell asleep and i just brushed the hair out of her perfect, beautiful face.
I watched as my son laid there in his mother’s arm looking peaceful and innocent as he sleeps beside her.
An image that would burn into my memory for the rest of my life.
The two people I loved most in this world. I closed them both with a blanket.
“Alpha Henry,” the doctor whispered, as he didn’t want to wake my mate and son.
I quickly followed him and he lead me to an incubator hooked up to many machines.
I had known my wife went into labor fairly early, but I was not aware that it was this early.
I looked inside the incubator and there laid my daughter. So small and fragile.
A little one that would break by a slight gush of wind. She was weak.
The doctor sighed as he looked at the child that laid before me.
Pity was the only thing this little one could accomplish.
I knew what the doctor was about to say.
I also knew exactly what I had to do.
“Her prognosis is not great, alpha, and even if she makes it past two weeks of age.
There will be disabilities that would follow. She could be blind.
She could also be mentally disabled, or she could never move or walk on her own.”
My heart broke at the news, but there was nothing I could do. It was beyond my power.
I nodded and called in my wife’s omega Eliana.
She was easily in her forties and would always help my wife prepare.
Whether it be her hair or her help with her dresses.
I looked at the omega, knowing that this was the only person I could trust to help with the dirty works and keep the secret.
She had loved my wife as her own daughter. She would do anything to protect her and her family. She had proven this a multitude of times.
I looked at her.
Her eyes went glossy with tears threatening to fall.
Maybe she had already known what I was planning.
“Take the child to Richard. He will sort out the issue and bring me another child.
If I am not mistaken, a few different babies have been born in the past week.
Bring me a girl and the youngest you can find in the pack. preferably closer to the border, so that we can blame the rogues for taking the child.
More important, make sure she has the same blue eyes.”
The omega nodded and her tear never broke past her eyes barrier. But I could tell that this was something that was difficult for her to do.
thirty minutes later, she came back with a child triple the size of the previous one.
A beautiful girl with blue eyes.
"This is our daughter". I said using my alpha tone. the doctor nodded, and the omega bowed.
letting me know that their silence was promised.
Guilt did wash over me as I placed the child in a crib.
But I knew that this was a secret that would stay with the three of us.
We would take it to our graves.
I would protect my wife from the heartache of losing a child.
And the family name from a weakling.
It was a win.
But this was my first win that filled me with grief.
Knowing that child wouldn’t last long outside of the incubator.
Eliana’s Pov:I ran through the night’s heavy rain.Drenching myself as I try to cover the little baby that laid in my arms.She was so light I barely felt her weight.I could tell she was struggling to breathe and my heart broke for her.I tripped and fell with my knees into a puddle.Water Splashing onto the little baby wrapped tightly in blankets, making her wet.She cried at the cold sensation taking over her body.And I moved the blanket covering her face to look at her.She was indeed tiny. I kissed her forehead, and it seems like she liked the sensation.Maybe she liked the warmth.The guilt of what I was about to do over took me. I just couldn’t hold the tears back anymore.I called out for my mate Renold, even though I knew he wouldn’t come.He was gone. Lost at battle. I couldn’t go through with this.But I didn’t know what else to do.I knew Richard would slaughter this child if I took her to him.I just couldn’t get that across my heart.Sacrificing this innocent little gi
Alina pov:The smell of breakfast woke me up from a deep slumber.Today was my eighteenth birthday.From today onward I stand a chance of finding my mate.My mother had told me many stories about mates.Especially how she had met my father.Because of their love that prevailed through everything, I couldn’t wait to experience that type of love myself.I’m sure that if my father’s love could prevail even death, it would’ve.But unfortunately, that wasn’t the case.I never met my father, so I always wondered what he truly was like.I could only know him through my mother’s stories and it was a gap within my life that no one could fill.Maybe if I had a great father-in-law, that would help. Just then, the door to my room swung open, revealing my drastically aging mother trying her absolute best to show no pain.But it was all to no avail.My mother had me when she was about forty, but after losing her mate, her body started to give in much faster than an average wolf. It took its toll on
I just stopped at school and fetched my results.When I exited the school office and was about to leave, the all too familiar group of three girls stopped me.“I thought I smelled a rogue”. The one brunette girl whispered. To the blonde one.These were wolves from a pack nearby. Probably storm claw or redwood pack.tiny packs that thrived just outside the city.But the alpha, beta and gamma girls would come into town often to shop.And once they picked up on my scent, they would come to torment me.Whether it was at school or work, they never cared.“what does it feel like to be a rogue slut?” the blonde asked. I c*cked my eyebrow at her.” excuse me?” I ask politely, trying to avoid a scene. She stepped closer and whispered into my ear.“you know, being taken whenever, wherever by whoever rogue male comes across you. That’s rogue life, isn’t it?” She said and looked me dead in the eye.I moved back to make space, and she smiled. “your right. I probably shouldn’t come too close to you
Saturday morning came around quickly.Excitement was almost exploding from within me. I hadn’t gone on a run in what felt like forever.“don’t forget the cheese bites. You know how much I like those cheese bites. While you are busy running around getting some snack and drinks for the picnic in the forest, please remember the cheese bites.”I smiled at my mom, begging for a little guilty pleasure of some cheese bites.The doctors had told her it wasn’t any good for her.That it would only chase her blood pressure even higher than it already was.But who was i to take away the one little joy she had through so much suffering?I grabbed the box of cheese bites and put it into the picnic basket.Since she couldn’t really shift anymore, she wouldn’t be able to go on the run with me.She hasn’t been able to do so for the last one and a half years.Our last run together was my first run. An honor that I am happy to have enjoyed just in time.As I packed up the rest of the picnic goodies.I c
Two men from either side walked closer in their human forms.They wore red robes covering up their human form.They grabbed my shoulders and pinned me down while they nodded at the wolf.They had some questions to ask me, as I was still alive.They wanted information from me, and I could only think that it was about my wolf and the abilities that came with it.The chocolate brown wolf got off me and shifted. He grabbed the robes that another offered him. Covering himself up.At this point, I noticed I was completely bare.Something I have never been in front of anyone of the opposite s*x.I knew that this was something normal for werewolves in packs, but it sure as hell wasn’t for me.I shifted my hands and legs to cover up my body. To protect some part of my dignity.“keep still little wolf, or you’ll only make it harder for yourself,” the one wolf that was holding me down said.I ripped my arm from him, trying to break free.My head spun as the other wolf’s elbow collided with it.T
I sat down, watching my mom. She seemed like she was more scared than what I was. Like she was hesitant to tell me what she seemingly so badly needed to.“honey what I am about to tell you doesn’t change anything between us. I still love you like you're my own.” I was shocked at her words, wondering what could she mean.I tilted my head to the side and waited for her to continue. I could tell that it was hard for her to find the words she needed.“well my dear child. Biologically you're not mine.” she stumbled over her words. “what do you mean” I asked, feeling very confused.“I think maybe your blood-pressure is too high and might make you think funny. Let me get your medication.” I stood up, but she grabbed my hands and I looked at her.Her eyes were pleading with me to just listen. I sat down before her on my knees, holding her hands between mine.“the healer wolf only showcases itself every few generations. It is rare,” she added. “I know that,” she nodded at my words.“I know you
I went back to the first place I had smelled that scent.It was so faint back then that I was partly unsure if it truly was my mate.I brushed it off, knowing very well that I couldn’t pursue anything with this woman.Here I was standing inside this perfume shop making this lady run me through all the perfumes they had.Hoping to buy myself enough time until this mate of mine came here again.I was hoping she had worked here rather than being a customer.That maybe when the shift change happened, she would be the one.Soon after the first woman’s shift was done, she was replaced with another woman.However, this wasn’t my mate.We went through all the perfumes again. hoping for her to come by here.By the time the last perfume came past again, there was still no mate of mine walking through the door.I apologized to the woman and gave her a massive tip as an apology for being a nuisance.When I reached the door, the smell hit me again. I stopped my wolf from growling since we were sur
I only nodded. This whole meeting with my mate wasn’t quite what I expected it to be. I thought it would’ve been more exciting, filled with passion and intensity.However, it has turned out to be quite awkward and cold.“well ill first have to pack my stuff,” I said.“no need. You can get new stuff,” he responded dismissively.“ok well, I can’t leave my mother alone,” I replied in the same tone.“I’m sure she can handle herself,” he said.His whole commanding and complete unsympathetic attitude was annoying me.“so what? I just leave my whole life behind and run off into the sunset with you?” I said coldly.His eyes met mine and I could see I was busy testing his patience.A grin formed on my lips, taunting him.He grabbed my wrist, fury that he was trying to control flooding his eyes.“we can do this the easy way or the hard way … mate,” he spat and I ripped my wrist from his grip.“I’m doing this my way.” I turned on my heel and walked down the sidewalk, heading towards home. I coul
The shadows danced around on the walls and floors as the morning sun came peeping through my window. But my mind was a mess.Sleep had only become a distant memory, each night an endless cycle of torture as I tried to erase the idea and the images of alina being with someone else.Every report I’d received about her was playing on repeat in my head, each word twisting the knife in my chest a little deeper.She had a child.A child that wasn’t mine.Or was it?The not knowing was killing me.I sit at my desk and staring at the rows of aconite vials.My fingers itched to reach for one but instead I clenched my fists,my jaw tightening.Shadow had been quiet these last few days, almost too quiet.I could feel him simmering beneath the surface, his anger a constant buzz in the back of my mind. He hated this… hated me.“So what now you gonna try and kill us again shadow?” I askedNo answer.I grabbed the vial nearest to me, my hand hovering over the syringe.I had been holding him back for
It had been six weeks since Alina left. Six weeks of silence. The halls that were once alive even though quiet now felt dead. Every corner of the pack house felt colder, emptier. She wasn’t even loud or really noticeable when she was here, but her absence was crushing me alive.I missed her. Not how I thought I would or even could. I missed the quiet comfort of her presence, the knowledge that she was near. That no matter how far apart we were emotionally, she was still within reach. Now my nights were long and empty and filled with questions I couldn’t shut up.Where was she now? Was she safe? Was she thinking of me at all?If I could go back would I do things differently? Could I have kept her here happy if I just stopped trying to fix Eve?I was supposed to be an Alpha, a king, the strongest of all. But all I felt was powerless.The meeting room was full of voices, other Alphas talking plans and decisions, but their words were just background noise. My focus was elsewhere,
Two years earlier (Andrews pov):I woke up in a room that looked like a war zone.The wallpaper was hanging in strips, claw marks tearing through the faded design. Furniture , or what was left of it .Was splintered across the floor. It wasn’t broken, it was annihilated. As if someone had tried to erase it from existence.The windows were shattered, the frames bent and useless, holes in the walls like scars from some unspoken battle.The carpet was torn to shreds, great chunks ripped away, and blood was splattered everywhere painting the chaos in bold strokes.The sight hit something deep inside me. Memories I’d buried for years came flooding back, dragging me under like a riptide.I saw my father’s face again.The way it contorted in pain as those feral creatures tore him apart.His hand reached out to me, desperate, pleading for help. And I just stood there. Useless.I was weak then. I hadn’t even shifted.And when I finally did, it was too late I was nothing but a fumbling, fragile
Each breath felt like a struggle, as if grief itself were wrapped around my chest, squeezing tighter and tighter.Pushing me closer to the point where I couldn’t breathe. The sky mirrored my mood. Filled with grey clouds threatening to pour down like the tears in my eyes.Like the moon goddess, herself was mourning right beside me. With me.I stood at the edge of the gravesite, clutching the folded program in trembling hands. The words printed ,Eliana johnson: A beloved mother, friend, and guide, on it blurred through the sheen of unshed tears.Seeing her name there, surrounded by dates that felt far too short, made it all feel disturbingly final.Condolences came in hushed tones, voices muffled like I was underwater.I nodded here and there, managing a faint, mechanical smiles, but it was all I could do to stay standing.My feet felt rooted to the ground, my body unwilling to move, my mind unwilling to accept.And then, I noticed him.Andrew stood quietly beside me, his presence soli
"Your mom passed away, you nearly slept with a guy but stopped yourself multiple times, found out your life’s in danger, and then ran off with a man?And he just so happens to also be your baby daddy? Girl, your life is a whole soap opera,” Alex said, pacing back and forth across the room like she was trying to burn off the secondhand stress.She was my best friend, my ride-or-die, and honestly, the only person I trusted to hear all this madness.“And,” I added quietly, my voice barely above a whisper, “he doesn’t know about the baby daddy thing.”Alex froze mid-step, one foot still in the air, before slowly turning to look at me, her eyes wide as saucers. “Wait—what?” she practically screeched.“And then you stayed up all night with him? And now you’re, what, working on getting into a relationship with him? when are you going to tell him?”She threw her hands up in the air dramatically, like the absurdity of my life was physically too much for her to handle.I wasnt sure on when i wa
Andrew leaned in for another kiss, but I pulled away. I wasn’t sure I’d have the strength to stop myself if we let things spiral again.He let out a deep, possessive growl, his glowing eyes locking on mine, his canines bared in frustration. Shaking his head, he dragged a hand over his face, clearly fighting to rein in his wolf.“Sorry... it’s my wolf,” he said his voice rough and strained.I nodded “It’s fine. I understand.” I paused, meeting his gaze. “As long as you understand this: the road to an ‘us’ isn’t a short one.”His eyes softened, and I could see the weight of my words settling on him. He nodded, a slow and deliberate motion that carried the promise of understanding.I added, “and you need to know, this is the last chance I’ll ever give you, Andrew.” There won’t be another.”“I know, An di wont let it go to waste.” He said slow and steady.“Good. I stood up and walked toward the bed, “This time, keep to your word.”I turned back to take a quick look and saw how my words
I was still trying to process the fact that my mother was gone.Dead.That alone felt impossible to accept. But now I had to wrap my head around something even worse—she hadn’t just died. She’d been murdered.Someone had taken her from me on purpose. The thought was like ice in my veins, too cold, too sharp. Why? Why would anyone do this?“Why would someone kill her?” I whispered. It was the only question I could manage, though it felt pointless because I knew no answer would ever make sense.My head was spinning. Every thought tangled into the next, leaving me drowning in this unbearable mess. On top of everything else, the cruel irony hit me like a slapin the face.The one person I’d despised most in my life was now the only one I could turn to.“Whoever it was has ties to the witches,” he said, his tone low and steady, though his jaw was clenched tight. His expression was distant, like he was putting together a puzzle only he could see.“The rune carved into your mother’s hand—it’s
“What do you mean?” I asked. Feeling consumed by confusion and grief, Like I was stumbling through a drunken haze.“It’s not safe for you here. We need to leave,” Andrew repeated, his frustration evident in his tone“Leave? To where?” I asked. It wasn’t as if we all had the luxury of endless funds to travel wherever we wanted. Not everyone was an Alpha King.“You’re coming home with me,” he said firmly, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.“That isn’t my home—that’s hell. I would rather die than go back there with you. Not again. I was stupid enough once, Andrew. I won’t make the same mistake twice,” I said coldly. I crossed my arms over my chest.Andrew looked at me like I was already gone, as though he was grieving me before I was even dead. Running a hand over his face in exasperation, he began pacing back and forth.I had seen Andrew in many moods and forms, but I had never seen him this panicked. Suddenly, he stopped pacing, turning toward me and gripping my shoulders tight
The drive in Andrews’ limo was quiet and awkward. The tension between us was palpable. It was thicker than the snow on mount Everest.So thick an avalanche was bound to happen.“So you have a son?” He said. I could hear the pain in his voice. Making me remember how I over shared earlier.“yes” I said, not making eye contact looking out the widow as the raindrops start to run down the window. Reminding me of the day we parted.“Is the child mine?” He asked. I could feel his eyes on me waiting in anticipation. The question took me off guard.“No” I said.“Dont flatter yourself. It’s not like you're the only man I’ve ever been with,” I lied. Hoping it sounds like the truth. I looked over my shoulder at him, seeing his fist balled up tightly. I could see a few veins in his neck straining as he tries to keep himself calm.“Can we just stop at 134 acre street I need to pick up my child?” I asked, and he nodded at the driver. The drive there was painfully silent. When the car stopped at the