Third Person Pov After the events ended, Dave, who was completely angry after the whole night, walked out of the hall then into his car. His plan to get Bella was seemingly going down the drain. If only Alpha Henry didn't interfere. But who exactly tried to shoot Bella? He wasn't the one who did it, and since Peron and his family wee to busy trying to get their businesses back, he knew there was someone else he didn't know about. Dave slumped into the plush leather seat of his sleek black car, frustration etched across his face. "Drive home,," he instructed his driver, his jaw clenched with disappointment. As the car navigated the dimly lit streets towards Dave's mansion, his phone buzzed with an incoming call. A number from his past flashed on the screen, and curiosity mingled with irritation as he answered. "What do you want?" he snapped. The voice on the other end was familiar, a mix of regret and longing. "Dave, it's me. Why the cold tone?” “Am I supposed to be sweet to you af
Peron's POV After the threat she left me, and I struggled to find my way back to the car. All of a sudden, the stillness was shattered by a sudden gunshot, the crack echoing through the darkness. Pain seared through my leg, and a cry escaped my lips. I crumpled to the ground, clutching my leg as waves of agony surged through me. The scent of blood mingled with the damp earth, and my desperate shouts for help pierced the silence. Fumbling with pain, I reached for my phone, my trembling hands struggling to dial the emergency number. Each second felt like an eternity as I pleaded for an ambulance to come to the cliffside, where chaos and secrets collided in the shadows. The distant wail of sirens cut through the night, a lifeline racing towards me. My mind raced with worry for Dave, still lying lifeless where Sophia had left him. I prayed that the ambulance would arrive in time to save us both. As the paramedics rushed to my side, their faces masked in determination, I glimpsed the
Bella's POV “You think she's working with Callum?” Max asked and I nodded. That was the only explanation for what was going on. But how did they even meet? Where did she learn to use a gun? “We need more information on her,” I sighed, massaging my temples as I brainstormed for a way. I nodded, my mind racing with possibilities. "We have to use every resource available. And there's someone who might have valuable information – Bris, Sophia's daughter." Max's eyes widened in realization. "You're right. If anyone knows what's going on, it's her. We need to approach this carefully, though." With a plan forming in my mind, I turned to Max. "Call your contacts, get Bris' contact information. We'll approach her discreetly. Tyler can help us with that." Max pulled out his phone and made a quick call. "I'll get right on it. Tyler owes me a favor. I'll ask him to woo Bris and find a way to implant a chip discreetly. That should give us the information we need without raising suspicion."
Bella's POV "You guys!" I immediately called out, "Sophia lied! Her twin isn't kidnapped. she just answered her call," I announced and they all turned to face me. "That is impossible!" Tyler and Max said at the same time. "Find way to reach Bris. Ask her to ask Sophia about it,“ I urged and he did it immediately without second questions and just like I suspected, Michael's mother was not kidnapped! Sophia was hiding something. Bris got so angry he left, making it impossible to gather any information. “We need to know more,” I said, my voice steady despite the anxious beats of my heart. "What do you think about sending a spy there?" Max, with his piercing gaze, nodded in agreement. "It's a risk, but we can't afford to remain in the dark. Essie, find our best operative. Someone discreet and cunning." Essie, always composed, nodded and swiftly left the room to carry out our plan. As we awaited news, my mind raced with thoughts of Sophia and the looming threat. I couldn't shake the f
Bella's POV My mother's voice trembled as she delved into the painful truth that had shaped our lives. "Bella, your father, Alpha Callum, never wanted us to get married. It wasn't a union of love; it was a forced alliance, a political move to strengthen the pack. Our home was never the haven people believed it to be." The weight of her words settled heavily on my shoulders. I listened intently, my heart pounding in rhythm with the unfolding revelations. Max sat silently beside me, his eyes reflecting a mixture of sympathy and understanding. "After you were born, everything changed," Luna Irene continued, her gaze distant as if revisiting a haunted past. "Callum forced me to get my tubes tied, ensuring I could never bear another child. It was a cruel act, stripping away my right to choose, to have a family as we wished." Anguish flickered in her eyes, and I could sense the deep wounds that had never fully healed. The illusion of a happy family shattered, replaced by the harsh realit
Bella's POV The hospital room was a sterile cocoon, isolating us from the outside world. Luna Irene, weakened but resilient, squeezed my hands in acknowledgment of the pact we had just made. As the doctor approached, gently urging us to give her some time to rest, Max and I exchanged a knowing glance. "We'll be outside," Max said, standing up and gesturing for me to follow him. Once in the hallway, away from prying ears, Max spoke first. "Bella, I think your mother is right. Callum won't stop until he gets what he wants. We need to plan carefully." My mind raced with conflicting thoughts, torn between the values I held and the harsh reality that demanded action. "I can't believe it has come to this," I murmured, more to myself than to Max. He placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. "Sometimes, circumstances force us to make choices we never thought we'd face. It doesn't define who we are; it's about survival." I nodded, absorbing his words. "We need to act fast, Max. Every momen
Bella's POV “Bella run,” he choked, with blood all over but I was too shocked to move an inch. Did my mom just try to kill me? All of a sudden, Max and his men rushed in, some went to my dad, and some went to my mom, who was still trying to reach her gun. “What's going on?” My voice broke as I tried to comprehend what was happening. “That was a mistake right? She tried to shoot him instead, right?” I asked, wanting to rush to my mother but Max stopped me, holding me tight, and I immediately burst into tears. “It's a lie! She wouldn't have! She loves me! My mother wouldn't do that!” I yelled crying and hitting Max's chest to let me go and help my mother. “You can't die now, Irene,” I heard my father's voice and I turned around to see him, removing the bullet in her. “She has to know the truth! Bella has to.” He coughed. The world blurred as Max held me firmly, restraining my desperate attempt to reach my mother. Tears streamed down my face, blurring the image of Luna Irene lying
Bella's POV Max, blood staining his side from the earlier gunshot, stood defiant. "I won't let you harm her, Irene." "Shut up!" She fired at him when we weren't looking. "I'll kill her and there's nothing you,.or anyone would do about it. This foolish girl ruined my life." "Irene stop," I heard Alpha Callum grunt but she wasn't having it. Finally, she spoke, her voice a haunting whisper. "You want to know why, don't you?" Luna Irene's gaze shifted to all those present, her words a chilling revelation. "The truth behind the years of deception and hatred." Max, though injured, stood firm, urging her to reveal the hidden layers of her torment. Luna Irene took a deep breath, as if preparing to expose the deepest recesses of her soul. "It started long before Isabella was born," she began, her eyes reflecting the pain of a buried past. "I was to be mated to another Alpha, the man I loved, the man who stole my heart. But then, circumstances changed." Luna Irene's narrative unfolded lik