Logan.I never understood the feeling of anxiety orexcitement that others feel when waiting for something. That "what" is so strong that it won't let you sleep, nor think of anything else. Right now, I feel that way; as l watch Miley and the pair of little rascals who sneaked into our bed while they thought we were asleep, sleep comfortably.The truth is I'm not sleepy, but I really want it to be tomorrow, yet the darn time moves so slow. It's only 11:55 pm, our day hasn't even started.I watch Kiara move from where she was sleeping to climb onto my chest, at least this time she didn't climb on Miley.I brought the blanket to cover her, it's a bit cold today, which is the usual reason Miley gets closer to me than usual, well that was until this pair arrived.Now it's Jaden who is being hugged. I wonder if I should lock the door next time.The sun finally rose, I was starting to believe it wouldn't come.Miley: Good morning! -she smiled as sheWrapped her arms around me and responded
Logan Indeed, our marriage hasn't seen any pronounced shifts; title or not, my love for her would grow with each passing day.Should there be a distinct difference, it's that her whims and cravings have magnified, paralleling the growth of her belly-we three are delighted to indulge her. The downside: Miley has evolved acertain softness towards the twins. It's not just spoiling and pampering; nor am I jealous, but I wish my omega would draw closer to me as well.Spotting the silver lining, this time can solely be classified as idyllic.I get to cherish my family, my little princess,and Jaden, so smart and mature. Watching our pup grow incrementally in Miley's womb, and being there for them, I wouldn't alter a thing.Well, perhaps one-leaving for the office right now. Miley insists I shouldn't fret, but our child's birth is in four days; naturally, I want to be here should anything arise.Stuck in a tedious meeting with Draco and some associates-if that term even applies -I've spent
Jaden's POV Mornings in our house are always chaotic. With three kids and two parents who act like theyâve forgotten how chaos works, things get pretty loud. Today was no differentâexcept it was my turn to keep an eye on Devon. At Six years old, he was basically a walking tornado. âDevon! Stop hiding in the laundry basket!â I yelled as Kiara, my twin sister, leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed like she had all the time in the world. âThatâs not a good hiding spot,â she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. âHe does this every time weâre late.â I leaned over the basket, glaring at the tuft of brown hair sticking out. âDevon, if weâre late for school, Mum and Dad wonât let me play video games for a week. Do you want me to suffer?â âNo games for you if weâre late!â Devon shot back, giggling. Kiara smirked. âI told you this was your problem. Youâre the one who woke him up early.â I rolled my eyes. âThanks for nothing, Kiara.â This kid was impossible. After five m
Miley stood frozen at the front door, staring at the woman who had once been her mother, the woman who had never once stepped forward in her defense. The room felt suffocating, the weight of the years and all the unspoken words pressing down on her chest. It had been 13 years since she had last seen her mother, and now, after all that time, here she wasâstanding in her home, asking for forgiveness. Her mother, once vibrant and full of energy, now looked older, tired, and desperate. Her hands trembled as she held them out, as if pleading for Mileyâs compassion. âMiley, pleaseâĶ I know Iâve wronged you, but I need you to hear me out. I want to apologize. I know itâs been too long, but Iâve only just come to realize the truth about that night. I was misled, and I was too blind to see what was really happening.â Mileyâs heart twisted painfully, but she didnât allow herself to soften. It had taken her mother over a decade to come to her senses, to even bother to learn what had truly h
Loganâs POV The sun was shining brightly as we arrived at the cabin, and I could already tell the kids were excited. They had been bouncing around in the backseat for the whole drive, asking if we were there yet, if they could run and explore the moment we got out. Miley, on the other hand, seemed quiet, staring out the window, lost in her thoughts. I hoped this trip would give her a much-needed break from everything. The moment we parked, Jaden and Kiara scrambled out of the car, running towards the door of the cabin like it was the best thing theyâd seen in ages. Devon followed calmly behind, making sure they didnât get too far ahead. Miley and I took our time getting out, unloading the bags, but I couldnât help but notice her moodâstill distant, still a little heavy. âCome on,â I said, holding out my hand to her with a grin. âWhat do you say we get this vacation started?â Miley gave me a small smile, taking my hand. âAlright, alright, letâs get it over with.â But there was s
Loganâs POV We had just gotten back from our trip, and I could see how much Miley had relaxed during our time away. The kids were in high spirits, too, still talking about their treehouse adventures, and for the first time in a long while, Mileyâs smile seemed genuine. It was like the vacation had given us all a reset we desperately needed. When we pulled into the driveway, I noticed Aidenâs car parked in front of the house. He and Nathan mustâve been waiting for us to get back. I couldnât help but raise an eyebrow at the sight. Aiden wasnât exactly the type to pop over without a reason. âLooks like we have company,â I said to Miley, who was just about to open the door. She gave a small sigh. âI wonder what this is about.â We both got out of the car, and the kids immediately bolted toward the door, eager to tell Aiden and Nathan all about their trip. Miley and I exchanged a look before following them inside. --- Aiden and Nathan were sitting in the living room, talking with th
Loganâs POV The day after Aiden and Nathan excitedly shared their big news, everything seemed to pick up the pace. Miley and I had hardly settled back in from our lovely vacation when we were swept into the exciting whirlwind of wedding planning. It felt like a flurry of activity, but I knew how dedicated Aiden and Nathan were, and honestly, I couldnât help but feel thrilled for them. Their quick decision to get married didnât throw me off at allâit felt absolutely right, and that was what truly mattered. Meanwhile, Miley was taking a more down-to-earth approach. She wasnât the type to go overboard with things like this, so I knew sheâd help keep the plans both simple and meaningful. The challenge was that Aiden and Nathan were starting to lean towards some of the same ideasâboth being perfectionists, it seemed like a grand celebration was on the way. It was the weekend, and Miley and I had just wrapped up breakfast when Aiden called to check in. âHey, Logan,â Aidenâs cheerful
Aidenâs POV Aidenâs POV Every moment of that week before our honeymoon was completely filled with wedding festivities and family gatherings. Nathan and I barely got the chance to relax, but when we did, it was more than refreshing. After a relaxing break from the busy week, it felt like I could finally breathe after years of being strained and overwhelmed. Sitting in our private jet, I realized my feelings about the past week the solar lights illuminating the plane. As if on cue, Nathan smiled and reclined in his seat, which made it all better. A secluded island, a luxury resort, and no distractions to the world â it was perfect for us. âCan you believe weâre finally doing this?â Nathan asked, casting a look at me while wearing that familiar grin that rendered my heartbeats irregular. I let out a chuckle, reaching forward to hold his hand. âI canât believe that is, like, everything is falling into place.â As we skirted around the ocean, the city lights beneath us started dis
Logan's POV The sound of the helicopter blades whirring above us was deafening, cutting through the silence of the night. I held onto the straps of my seat, feeling the rush of wind and the slight tremor in the aircraft as it veered toward the island. I had no time to wasteâAiden and Nathan were in trouble, and it was up to me to get them out. I wasnât sure how they had gotten themselves in this mess, but I knew it didnât matter. They were family now, and I couldnât let anything happen to them. Not after everything that had happened. I turned to the man beside me, who was checking the weapons and equipment. "Are we clear?" I asked. He nodded, a grim look on his face. "Weâre good, sir. The intel says the compound is heavily guarded, but weâve got the element of surprise on our side." I exhaled sharply, my mind racing with thoughts of Aiden and Nathan. They hadnât taken their usual precautions, and now they were paying the price. But I would get them out. I had to. No one threate
Aiden's POV The door swung open again, and the man who entered sent a chill down my spine. His unsteady gait was the first thing that caught my attentionâhe wasnât walking like someone in control. He swayed from side to side, his eyes wide and unfocused, a strange, eerie grin plastered across his face. He wasnât just disturbed; he was high on something, no doubt about it. My pulse quickened as he locked eyes with me. I could see itâthe madness, the unstable nature of the man who stood before us. He seemed unpredictable, barely in control of his own movements. But even in this deranged state, there was something terrifying about him. Something dangerous. The door clicked shut behind him, and he smiledâan unsettling, too-wide smile that didnât match the situation. "You two, huh? Think youâre clever, running away. Trying to escape whatâs already written for you?" His voice slurred slightly, but the venom in his words was sharp and clear. Nathan, standing beside me, tensed up, his
Aidenâs POV Aidenâs POV Every moment of that week before our honeymoon was completely filled with wedding festivities and family gatherings. Nathan and I barely got the chance to relax, but when we did, it was more than refreshing. After a relaxing break from the busy week, it felt like I could finally breathe after years of being strained and overwhelmed. Sitting in our private jet, I realized my feelings about the past week the solar lights illuminating the plane. As if on cue, Nathan smiled and reclined in his seat, which made it all better. A secluded island, a luxury resort, and no distractions to the world â it was perfect for us. âCan you believe weâre finally doing this?â Nathan asked, casting a look at me while wearing that familiar grin that rendered my heartbeats irregular. I let out a chuckle, reaching forward to hold his hand. âI canât believe that is, like, everything is falling into place.â As we skirted around the ocean, the city lights beneath us started dis
Loganâs POV The day after Aiden and Nathan excitedly shared their big news, everything seemed to pick up the pace. Miley and I had hardly settled back in from our lovely vacation when we were swept into the exciting whirlwind of wedding planning. It felt like a flurry of activity, but I knew how dedicated Aiden and Nathan were, and honestly, I couldnât help but feel thrilled for them. Their quick decision to get married didnât throw me off at allâit felt absolutely right, and that was what truly mattered. Meanwhile, Miley was taking a more down-to-earth approach. She wasnât the type to go overboard with things like this, so I knew sheâd help keep the plans both simple and meaningful. The challenge was that Aiden and Nathan were starting to lean towards some of the same ideasâboth being perfectionists, it seemed like a grand celebration was on the way. It was the weekend, and Miley and I had just wrapped up breakfast when Aiden called to check in. âHey, Logan,â Aidenâs cheerful
Loganâs POV We had just gotten back from our trip, and I could see how much Miley had relaxed during our time away. The kids were in high spirits, too, still talking about their treehouse adventures, and for the first time in a long while, Mileyâs smile seemed genuine. It was like the vacation had given us all a reset we desperately needed. When we pulled into the driveway, I noticed Aidenâs car parked in front of the house. He and Nathan mustâve been waiting for us to get back. I couldnât help but raise an eyebrow at the sight. Aiden wasnât exactly the type to pop over without a reason. âLooks like we have company,â I said to Miley, who was just about to open the door. She gave a small sigh. âI wonder what this is about.â We both got out of the car, and the kids immediately bolted toward the door, eager to tell Aiden and Nathan all about their trip. Miley and I exchanged a look before following them inside. --- Aiden and Nathan were sitting in the living room, talking with th
Loganâs POV The sun was shining brightly as we arrived at the cabin, and I could already tell the kids were excited. They had been bouncing around in the backseat for the whole drive, asking if we were there yet, if they could run and explore the moment we got out. Miley, on the other hand, seemed quiet, staring out the window, lost in her thoughts. I hoped this trip would give her a much-needed break from everything. The moment we parked, Jaden and Kiara scrambled out of the car, running towards the door of the cabin like it was the best thing theyâd seen in ages. Devon followed calmly behind, making sure they didnât get too far ahead. Miley and I took our time getting out, unloading the bags, but I couldnât help but notice her moodâstill distant, still a little heavy. âCome on,â I said, holding out my hand to her with a grin. âWhat do you say we get this vacation started?â Miley gave me a small smile, taking my hand. âAlright, alright, letâs get it over with.â But there was s
Miley stood frozen at the front door, staring at the woman who had once been her mother, the woman who had never once stepped forward in her defense. The room felt suffocating, the weight of the years and all the unspoken words pressing down on her chest. It had been 13 years since she had last seen her mother, and now, after all that time, here she wasâstanding in her home, asking for forgiveness. Her mother, once vibrant and full of energy, now looked older, tired, and desperate. Her hands trembled as she held them out, as if pleading for Mileyâs compassion. âMiley, pleaseâĶ I know Iâve wronged you, but I need you to hear me out. I want to apologize. I know itâs been too long, but Iâve only just come to realize the truth about that night. I was misled, and I was too blind to see what was really happening.â Mileyâs heart twisted painfully, but she didnât allow herself to soften. It had taken her mother over a decade to come to her senses, to even bother to learn what had truly h
Jaden's POV Mornings in our house are always chaotic. With three kids and two parents who act like theyâve forgotten how chaos works, things get pretty loud. Today was no differentâexcept it was my turn to keep an eye on Devon. At Six years old, he was basically a walking tornado. âDevon! Stop hiding in the laundry basket!â I yelled as Kiara, my twin sister, leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed like she had all the time in the world. âThatâs not a good hiding spot,â she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. âHe does this every time weâre late.â I leaned over the basket, glaring at the tuft of brown hair sticking out. âDevon, if weâre late for school, Mum and Dad wonât let me play video games for a week. Do you want me to suffer?â âNo games for you if weâre late!â Devon shot back, giggling. Kiara smirked. âI told you this was your problem. Youâre the one who woke him up early.â I rolled my eyes. âThanks for nothing, Kiara.â This kid was impossible. After five m
Logan Indeed, our marriage hasn't seen any pronounced shifts; title or not, my love for her would grow with each passing day.Should there be a distinct difference, it's that her whims and cravings have magnified, paralleling the growth of her belly-we three are delighted to indulge her. The downside: Miley has evolved acertain softness towards the twins. It's not just spoiling and pampering; nor am I jealous, but I wish my omega would draw closer to me as well.Spotting the silver lining, this time can solely be classified as idyllic.I get to cherish my family, my little princess,and Jaden, so smart and mature. Watching our pup grow incrementally in Miley's womb, and being there for them, I wouldn't alter a thing.Well, perhaps one-leaving for the office right now. Miley insists I shouldn't fret, but our child's birth is in four days; naturally, I want to be here should anything arise.Stuck in a tedious meeting with Draco and some associates-if that term even applies -I've spent