REGRET MILES’ POV FLASHBACK CONTINUES The room was dark, the only light was coming from the faint moonbeam filtering through the window. I sat in one corner with a half-empty bottle of whiskey on the table beside me. I saw her figure pause at the door for a moment, and her hand moved toward th
My hands froze mid-action. “Our baby,” she whispered, her voice barely audible now. “Your heir. He’s done nothing wrong, Miles. He doesn’t deserve the brunt of your anger because of my mistakes. Please.” Her words came out in a rush, each one punctuated by broken sobs. My hands, still gripping h
A NIGHT AT THE BALL RHEA’S POV I stood by the window, staring out into the stormy night. Rain drummed steadily on the roof. Droplets slid down the glass in uneven patterns, illuminated by occasional flashes of lightning streaking across the dark sky. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to
I hesitated, unsure whether to introduce myself. Would Miles even care if I interacted with someone else? It wasn’t as if he had shown me an ounce of regard all night. Finally, I took his hand and gave him a polite smile. “Rhea,” I said softly. “Luna of Snowfall Pack.” “Luna,” Zane repeated, h
COLD NIGHTS, COLDER HEARTS RHEA’S POV FLASHBACK CONTINUES “What the hell was that?” Miles snapped, turning to face me. His eyes blazed with an intensity that made me shrink back slightly. We were now inside his car after the party, about to go home. He had dismissed his driver, opting to drive
“You can’t be serious,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “Do I look like I’m joking?” he snarled, finally turning to glare at me. The rain poured harder, drumming against the roof of the car. I hesitated, my mind racing. Surely, he wouldn’t leave me here. Not in the middle of a storm. “Mi
THE VERDICT MILES’ POV A month later... Elder Aldric Silvermane cleared his throat and scanned the council room. The room fell silent as he began: “Roxy Chapman, you stand before the Wolf Council accused of grave crimes that strike at the heart of pack law and harmony. These crimes are not mi
I turned to look at her. She smiled faintly, though her own eyes betrayed a sadness she tried to hide. “If Rhea is meant for you,” she continued, "the Moon goddess will surely make your paths cross again. But if not...” She hesitated, as if the thought pained her as much as it pained me. “If not, t
The audacity of this bastard. “I heard you were around,” he added, looking as smug as ever. I didn’t bother with pleasantries. “What the fuck did you do, Zane? We had a fucking deal!” I snapped, fists clenched. Zane had the nerve to lower his head slightly, as if he actually felt guilty. But it
Lies, Deals, and Deception YURI’S POV I paced the length of Zane’s living room, my heart hammering against my ribs. I had been calling Rhea since last night, and she had refused to answer even once. It was driving me insane. Everything about this situation was driving me crazy. Miles. Why the
The Lies That Kept Us Apart RHEA’S POV "Rhea, all of this has been one big misunderstanding," Miles said, stepping closer, his hand reaching out like he wanted to touch me. Instinctively, I stepped back. “It kept us apart for seven whole years.” I shook my head, snapping out of the shock that had
“Don’t fucking play that card on me, Rhea,” he warned, his eyes shining with malice. “Play what card, Mondragon? The truth?!” I shot back. “No, let’s talk. Let’s talk about what you would have done if I had actually terminated the pregnancy like you wanted me to.” Confusion quickly replaced his fi
Closer to the Truth RHEA’S POV I groaned as consciousness began to seep back into me, dragging along a pounding headache that felt like a hammer against my skull. My hand flew to my forehead, trying to massage the ache away, but it did little to help. This was from all that drink I had consumed la
As the music began to play, I kept my eyes on her. She swallowed hard, grabbing her wine glass and downing it like her life depended on it. Her cheeks flushed a deep red, and I could see her trying desperately to keep her composure. I sang, pouring everything I felt into the words. Rhea avoided my g
The Truth in the Bag MILES’ POV Rhea swallowed hard. Her lips pressed into a thin line as if she was forcing herself to remain composed. I held her gaze, silently begging her to see the sincerity in my apology. My heart was racing, thudding so hard I was sure she could hear it. I could feel the ti
I caught myself staring and quickly pulled my gaze away, stopping my thoughts from wandering further. I had checked out his fingers several times and didn’t find a ring. It made me wonder why he never wore one. Back when we were married, even at the height of his disdain for me, he had worn our wedd
Work Dinner 2 RHEA’S POV My smile vanished as quickly as it had appeared, and I froze in place, my blood boiling. Was this some kind of betrayal from my colleagues? What on earth was Miles Mondragon doing here, sitting among medical personnel at our work dinner? I was certain Yuri had mentioned he