DANIELA POVThe moment Alphonce appeared at the door with Nathaniel and Katherine in each side of his hands, the air shifted, thickening with tension. A suffocating silence fell over the room, every heartbeat amplifying in the stillness. The weight of unspoken words pressed down on everyone present. If a needle had dropped, it would have echoed like a gunshot.I froze where I stood, eyes fixed on Alphonce as disbelief flooded my senses. âHe actually showed up,â I thought, the sting of his last words still fresh. After everything, I didnât expect him to come here. He should at least dropped the kids secretly earlier than coming here.Alexander stood stod still where he was, stiff and unreadable, though I knew better. His surprise was well-masked, but I could see it in the faint twitch of his jaw, the subtle way his hands clenched at his sides. Was he shocked that his brother had taken the children? Or had he realised heâd been blaming me for no reason?I glanced between the two brother
ALEXANDER'S POVI froze, my breath catching in my throat, disbelief spreading like ice through my veins. The sight before me was impossible, yet there it was. Alphonceâmy twin brother, my bloodâstood in the middle of the packhouse, the place weâd both grown up in. The same house our father had raised us before he passed, but for the past ten years, Alphonce hadnât set foot here. Weâd seen each other briefly at the airport that day, but he hadnât once returned to this house, our home.But what shattered me more than his presence was the sight of my pups, one clutched in each of his hands. My future heir and heiress, caught up in whatever twisted game he was playing. Rage surged through me, burning in my chest like a wildfire. How could he? How could he involve my children in whatever vendetta he had against me?I turned, my eyes locking on Laura. Her lies echoed in my head. Sheâd claimed Miss Gift was the one who had kidnapped my pups, and Iâfoolishlyâhad believed her. Iâd dragged Miss
DANIELA'S POVâHow long have you known Pearl Pack and the neighbouring packs, Miss Layla?â I asked, my voice smooth but with an undercurrent of urgency as I pressed the phone tighter against my ear. The other end crackled momentarily before the calm voice of my manager echoed back.âIâve been here for five years, maâam. So, Iâve known Pearl Pack for five years,â Layla replied. Her response made a small smile tug at the corners of my lips. Five years. That was exactly what I needed.âIs there something you wanted, maâam?â she asked, her voice betraying a hint of impatience. I could picture her, probably shuffling through papers, expecting an answer, wondering why I had called at such an hour.âYes, there is,â I replied, my grip tightening around the pen in my free hand. I glanced at my reflection in the mirror sitting atop the vanity, the soft lighting casting shadows across my face. The image staring back at me was calm, collected, but underneath, a storm was brewing. The events of ea
DANIELA'S POVThe headlights of my car illuminated the parking lot as I pulled into a space, the bar looming in front of me like a bad memory waiting to unfold. This was the same place, the same damn place where everything had shifted. The one-night stand that turned into a twisted revelation, where the stranger I'd given myself to was none other than Alpha Alexander.A bitter smile tugged at the corner of my lips as my former friend's voice echoed in my mind, "You should try it. Having sex isnât as bad as you think." If only she'd known how her advice would lead to my downfall.I stepped out of the car, slamming the door shut behind me with a force that matched my internal turmoil. Checking my watch, I saw it was already some minutes to nine. Time was slipping away, just like it had that night. But this time, I wasn't here for a casual drink or a reckless night of passion. I was here to face what this place had done to me.Squaring my shoulders, I walked toward the entrance where two
ALEXANDER'S POVThe dim lighting of the club did nothing to ease the tension simmering in my chest. I had been here since the incident back at the packhouse, but my mind kept circling back to that one moment, that one sight I couldnât shake. My pulse quickened with the memory, twisting deeper into my chest like a knife. It had been hours, but the image of herâMiss Gift, as everyone called her nowâwalking away with Alphonce still haunted me.The way he had pulled her close, protective, possessive evenâwhat the hell was going on? My gut churned with an unrelenting mixture of jealousy and confusion. I couldnât ignore the questions flooding my mind.Who was Alphonce to her? Why was he so protective?And more importantly, would she stay behind for my pupsâ birthday in two weeks, or would she walk away, indifferent to the plea I hadnât even voiced yet? I gritted my teeth, clenching my fists until my knuckles turned white.âDammit!â The curse left my lips like a growl, frustration surging th
ALEXANDER'S POV The sight before me was staggeringâa moment I never thought Iâd witness again. After all these years, there she was, my little wolf, alive and impossibly beautiful. Her face was flushed, her lips parted slightly, and her breathing came in shallow gasps. That familiar hand, now matured with time, was stroking between her legs in her beautiful little garden that had fitted me perfectly all those years ago. Her fingers worked in a rhythm sheâd clearly perfected for her own pleasure. Her other hand teased her nipples, sending shivers through her body, as if her skin couldnât contain the heat she radiated. It felt wrong to look, but I couldnât stop. Goddess, how could anyone tear their eyes away from something so precious? Even after everything, after being told she was dead, here she wasâalive, vulnerable, and desperate. A painful knot of guilt and lust twisted in my chest as I watched her, caught between the desire to touch her and the understanding that something was
ALEXANDER'S POVâYou donât have to ask twiceâonce is enough for a beauty like you,â I murmured, unable to resist what I felt any longer. I wanted her. I needed her. I yearned for her, and absolutely nothing could stop the desire I had for the little wolf in my arms.She was an Omega when she left, but here she was, beautiful, intelligent, and strong. Now, I realized I hadn't been wrong to trust my instincts. Somehow, I just knew this was the same miss Gift, despite her now-different hair colour.âAah, please donât make me wait!â she moaned, her hands trailing down between her legs. Her cheeks were flushed, and she lay back on the bed, turning her head slightly as she shyly reached out to pull me closer."Be patient, beauty. All beautiful things come with patience." My voice was firm but laced with longing as I hovered over her.Gosh, I missed this so much. I wanted her, and yet deep down, I knew I shouldnât do this. Sheâd been poisoned; she wasnât herself. I knew I should leave, let h
âWhat do you mean? Who is she to us?ââIs she our mate?â I voice trembled, scared at my own words as I continued, dread filling my heart at the possibility.âShe isnât our mate,â He broke out and deep down, I felt disappointed but there was nothing I could do.âOkay,â Unhappily, I murmured before ignoring Ronald completely.Ignoring him, I lost myself in the rhythm, our bodies moving together as if we were made for each other. The only sounds in the room were her soft moans, my breaths, and the steady rhythm of our bodies."God, Daddy. You are so sweet!â she moaned, and I couldnât hold back. I moved faster, my hands roaming her body as I pushed us both to the brink, making sure to touch every part of her hole, pushing her hard and deep.By now, I was sure my eyes were red with lust.This she-wolf was sweet, damnit!I would do anything to make sure she was mine!In one swift motion, I pushed all of my long and thick cock inside of her. She widened her legs as she moaned, her eyes alrea
ALEXANDERâS POVWhat the hell was wrong with me? I was losing it, and this was not who I was. I had always been in control of my emotions, never letting them cloud my judgment. But ever since Gift reappeared, everything had started crumbling. The pastâthe one I had buried so deepâcame clawing back to the surface like a beast refusing to be tamed.Daniela.Her name alone sent a sharp pang through my chest. It was like a curse that refused to leave me, a wound that never truly healed. And now, with every look, every movement, every damn breath Gift took, I saw her. I felt her. I remembered everything I did.Sighing, I turned and followed.*****LAURAâS POVI hated her. Hated her to my very bones, and I knew she was aware of it. She had to be. How could she not? The air between us crackled with unspoken words, with loathing so thick it could suffocate.Everything about her reminded me of Danielaâthat pathetic low-life Omega who never knew her place. Even when I tried to erase her from ex
ALEXANDERâS POVAfter thirty minutes, everything concerning the pups was over. They had cut their cake, their laughter ringing through the air as they received gifts from friends, family, business partners, investors, and even Alphas and Lunas from other packs who had come with their children to celebrate.Now, with the festivities winding down, Laura had taken the pups to their room. A part of me hesitated to let her take them, but I pushed the thought away. Maybe I was overthinking. But something about Laura unsettled them, and I couldnât ignore it any longer. The way their tiny hands clung to me before she led them away, the way their eyes darted toward me as if asking for reassurance.I needed to find someone elseâsomeone I could trustâto care for my pups. Not Rose. Not the maids. Someone whose loyalty would be to me alone. I would make arrangements soon.Exhaling sharply, I turned back to the guests, scanning the room. Most of the pups had been taken home, leaving only the adults
ALEXANDERâS POVBACK TO PRESENTShock and relief crashed over me at the sight of Miss Gift. A part of me had been certain she wouldnât come. But here she was, standing among the guests, her scent unmistakable even before I turned to look at her.I had promised myself that I would speak to her, but now wasnât the time. Not with all these people around. Not when the weight of unanswered questions sat heavily on my chest. I needed clarity, but first, I needed patience.Yet my stepmother, as expected, couldn't let her breathe since she arrived.And then there was something elseâsomething that nagged at the edges of my mind. The way Miss Gift tensed when she fell into my arms, the way her body stiffened before realizing it was me. It was like she had seen a ghost. That reaction... it was too much. Too telling.I was right. She was Daniela.The resemblance, the familiarity, the way my heart reacted in her presenceâit was all too similar to what I felt that night, years ago. My instincts nev
ALEXANDER'S POVA FEW MINUTES BEFORE THE BIRTHDAY PARTYI had been looking for her since that nightâsince the moment that haunted my every waking thought. No matter how hard I tried to push it away, it refused to fade. It was burned into my soul.Daniela. My little wolf. My ajo. She had survived that night five years ago. I was sure of it.But if she had survivedâĶ where the hell was she?My men had combed every inch of the city, yet she remained a ghost. It was as if the earth had swallowed her whole. There was no way she could have vanished into thin air.A sharp vibration in my back pocket snapped me from my thoughts. My heart pounded as I pulled out my phone. Staring at the caller ID, I inhaled deeply, willing my temper to stay in check.This person better have good news. Otherwise, I might just lose it.I clicked âokayâ and brought the phone to my ear. âAnything?â My voice was cold, direct.âAlpha,â the voice on the other end hesitated. âIt seems Luna Laura was involved in what ha
DANIELA/GIFT POVMy wolf, Elena, had been strangely silent since that night.I swallowed hard, unwilling to admitâto even myselfâthat I knew exactly who I had been with.But the plan was simple. Pretend I didnât remember anything.âExcuse me, I need to prepare the gifts for the kids,â I said, my voice measured, my gaze locked on Alphonce. I deliberately ignored his request, knowing that my heartâno, my entire beingâwas elsewhere. Especially after that damned night.Goddess.I scoffed under my breath, my frustration simmering beneath my skin. Without another word, I turned on my heels and strode toward the entrance, my movements stiff with suppressed emotion.I could feel Alphonceâs eyes on me, a scorching weight against my back, but he didnât follow. A deep sigh of relief left my lips, my chest heaving as tension slowly uncoiled inside me. If he had come after me, I wasnât sure what I wouldâve said.What was I supposed to say?All this time, I had believed that my feelings wavered bet
GIFT'S POV"They are in the car. Weâre just waiting for the right time to bring them in, maâam," Thomas reported, his voice low but certain.I gave him a small nod of approval. "Good job, Thomas."He hesitated, shifting slightly on his feet. I caught it immediately. "What is it?""Should I deal with Miss Gloria for trying to make you fall?" he asked, his tone sharp, edged with unspoken fury.A laugh almost bubbled up in my throat. My men were attentiveâtoo attentive sometimes. They knew better than to stir up unnecessary chaos, especially when it concerned Alexanderâs family."No need," I dismissed with a smirk. "The woman is already dying with old age."Thomas let out a deep chuckle before giving a respectful nod and walking away.I had made it clear that I hated being followed everywhere like a fragile thing. That wasnât who I was. They needed to act like they werenât with me, and for now, they obeyed.My focus shifted to the stage, where Alexander stood tall on the podium, his pres
GIFT'S POV I had no idea why I was here. After what happened at that hotel, I should have stayed far away, buried myself in my work, and pretended that night never existed. But here I was, standing outside the grand hotel, preparing to step into the very place where my past and present would collide. Two weeks had passed since that nightâthe night I let my past haunt me again, the night I made the biggest mistake of my life. I had worked so hard to bury those memories, to pretend they never existed, yet one foolish decision had brought them crashing back with brutal force. I had been drunk, yes. But I still knew it was him. He was my second one-night stand. And the irony of it all? Both times, it had been with the same man. The very thought made my stomach twist but I couldnât forget that night. The man was gentle and wild at the same time but he made me want more than just the pressure which I knew it was wrong, especially after what he did to me five years ago. "Maâam
âWhat do you mean? Who is she to us?ââIs she our mate?â I voice trembled, scared at my own words as I continued, dread filling my heart at the possibility.âShe isnât our mate,â He broke out and deep down, I felt disappointed but there was nothing I could do.âOkay,â Unhappily, I murmured before ignoring Ronald completely.Ignoring him, I lost myself in the rhythm, our bodies moving together as if we were made for each other. The only sounds in the room were her soft moans, my breaths, and the steady rhythm of our bodies."God, Daddy. You are so sweet!â she moaned, and I couldnât hold back. I moved faster, my hands roaming her body as I pushed us both to the brink, making sure to touch every part of her hole, pushing her hard and deep.By now, I was sure my eyes were red with lust.This she-wolf was sweet, damnit!I would do anything to make sure she was mine!In one swift motion, I pushed all of my long and thick cock inside of her. She widened her legs as she moaned, her eyes alrea
ALEXANDER'S POVâYou donât have to ask twiceâonce is enough for a beauty like you,â I murmured, unable to resist what I felt any longer. I wanted her. I needed her. I yearned for her, and absolutely nothing could stop the desire I had for the little wolf in my arms.She was an Omega when she left, but here she was, beautiful, intelligent, and strong. Now, I realized I hadn't been wrong to trust my instincts. Somehow, I just knew this was the same miss Gift, despite her now-different hair colour.âAah, please donât make me wait!â she moaned, her hands trailing down between her legs. Her cheeks were flushed, and she lay back on the bed, turning her head slightly as she shyly reached out to pull me closer."Be patient, beauty. All beautiful things come with patience." My voice was firm but laced with longing as I hovered over her.Gosh, I missed this so much. I wanted her, and yet deep down, I knew I shouldnât do this. Sheâd been poisoned; she wasnât herself. I knew I should leave, let h