VALERIAReese’s words left me shocked, breathless, and devoid of thoughts. A chill crawled up my spine the moment I got the call. Derek was sick, just like Dave. I could barely breathe as I hung up the phone. My heart thudded aggressively against my chest as fear clawed up in my throat.How could this be? This was making it the second time that something like this had happened to the kids, although, the last time, they fell unconscious.The relief that Reese was already on his way to my house was a small comfort. We needed to get the kids to the hospital as quickly as possible. My mind raced with a thousand thoughts, all of them dark and twisted, coiling like vipers around my sanity.I hurried to carry Dave downstairs, his small body burning up against mine. Sweat coated his skin, and his fever was a raging fire I couldn’t put out.I placed him gently on the couch and ran to the kitchen, grabbing ice and wrapping it in a cloth. With shaky hands, I gently placed the cool ice wrapped in
VALERIAA cold, creeping fear settled into my bones. This was worse than anything I had imagined.I felt like the ground had disappeared beneath me, like I was falling into a bottomless pit. My knees wobbled, and I had to steady myself against Reese, who immediately wrapped an arm around me, his touch the only thing keeping me grounded.“What are we going to do now?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, trembling with the weight of my fear. I looked up at Reese, searching for answers, for reassurance—anything to pull me back from the edge of despair.Reese’s jaw tightened, and I could see the struggle in his eyes. He wanted to be strong, to be the rock I needed, but the fear was there, too, just beneath the surface. “Don’t worry, Valeria,” he said, his voice steady but strained. “We can’t lose hope. There has to be a way to save them.”He pulled out his phone and started making calls, his voice urgent as he spoke to various contacts, trying to locate a healer. But with each passi
REESEValeria had no choice but to move in with me. For the sake of the twins and their health, we had to be together.I knew it wasn’t what she wanted—probably the last thing on her mind. But we had no other choice. The witch had earlier warned us not to separate the kids again, but we did, and now we were paying for the consequences of our actions. Though I had tried to persuade her, times without a number to move in with Dave, she remained adamant, as pigheaded as ever. And I didn't want to force her.Their condition had worsened over the last few weeks, and the tension between us had reached a fever pitch. She still looked at me with that cold steel in her eyes, but I saw something else there, too—fear. Not of me, but of what she might lose if things continued down this path.Fortunately enough, as time went by, the twins’ condition improved. It wasn’t a miracle recovery, but it was progress. The fever remained, lingering stubbornly in their small bodies, but their breathing grew
VALERIAThe healer couldn't be traced?! How could that be?! What would become of my boys now? How would they be able to heal them now? What would be their fate? I was scared to death! And I didn't want to lose my boys! They were literally my entire world!The turbulent questions swirled inside my head, making me dizzy as I staggered backward, almost tripping.But Reese was swift enough to catch me, holding me steady, his hands wrapped securely around my waist."Valeria?! Are you alright?!" Concern etched at his brows as he stared at me intently.I looked up at him, unshed tears stinging at the corner of my eyes."What… What do we do now, Reese? If there’s no healer... how do we save them?” I barely croaked the words out of my trembling lips.The thought of losing them suffocated me, and a cold shiver ran down my spine. I could barely breathe. My hands trembled, and my knees bucked, but Reese held on to me as firm."Come, you need to relax. Here," he said, guiding me to the chair and g
REESEI blinked, trying to make sense of what I had just done. The realization hit me like a punch to the gut, and I felt a wave of horror wash over me. I had marked Valeria. My heart pounded against my ribs, a frantic, wild rhythm. I stared at Valeria, my mind a whirl of horror and disbelief. How could I have been so careless?"Valeria, I—" I stammered, my voice breaking. The words got caught in my throat, a choking knot of regret. The gravity of the situation had somewhat paralyzed me.The mark on her neck glowed a deep, possessive red, a cruel reminder of my impulsive actions. Fuck! I hadn’t planned to mark her. But deep down, I had always harboured a secret longing to mark her, to make her mine in every way possible. It wasn’t planned—at least not like this—but now that it was done, a twisted part of me felt a glimmer of satisfaction. She was marked. She would forever be mine and no one else’s. That thought brought a sliver of possessive joy threading through the chaos in my mi
VALERIAThe twins' questions hit me like a sack of bricks.My breath caught in my throat as a flush of embarrassment crept up my cheeks. How could I possibly explain to them that their father had accidentally marked me during a moment of raw, unbridled passion? They were too young to understand the complexities of mate bonding and marking, let alone the turbulent history Reese and I shared.I forced a tight-lipped smile, hoping it might mask the rising panic within me.Just relax, Valeria. Keep it cool.Reese stood by the counter, silently preparing smoothies, his movements slow and deliberate. I caught his gaze and held it, pleading silently for him to go along with whatever lie I could concoct on the spot. He offered a small nod, almost imperceptible as if to say he trusted me to handle this.Clearing my throat, I managed to string together a flimsy story. “Oh, that,” I began, trying to keep my voice light and casual. “It was just an accident. I tripped in the dark and bashed my nec
REESEI couldn’t sleep a wink. No matter how much I tossed and turned, I couldn’t escape the thoughts of Valeria that clawed at my mind. Her face, her scent, the way her eyes could cut me down to nothing—it was all I could think about.She had walked past me in the hallway as if I were invisible; her eyes fixed forward like I wasn’t even there. I had waited there on purpose, hoping she’d notice me, hoping we could talk, but she didn’t even spare me a glance. My chest tightened with the sting of rejection—a hurt so deep it felt like it was burrowing into my bones.“Valeria—” I tried to call out to get her to look at me, but she cut me off with a curt as she muttered, “Goodnight,” brushing past me, her arm barely grazing mine, and I felt a spark of warmth in that brief contact.She slammed the bedroom door shut without a second thought. The sound of her door shutting echoed in the hallway.I just stood there like an idiot, staring at that closed door, my hand itching to knock, but I hes
VALERIAI stirred awake; the scent of antiseptic and the harsh white glare of fluorescent lights making me squint greeted me back to reality.Where was I?A sterile hospital room surrounded me, and there, hovering over me like some dark cloud, were Reese and a doctor, both wearing expressions that were far too grave for comfort. My chest tightened with an immediate sense of foreboding.My heart lurched. “What happened to me?” My voice came out hoarse, more fragile than I intended.The last thing I remembered was dragging myself out of bed, drenched in sweat, with a fever so high I could barely see straight. I was just going downstairs to grab some medicine and then—nothing. It was just a blank.But the fever has vanished now, and my breathing has returned to normal.I could feel the IV in my arm, the sting of bandages that covered fresh needle marks. They had drawn blood apparently to carry out some tests. But for what? What on earth had happened to me?I glanced between Reese and the