Chapter- A New Pregnancy Lyon’s POV“I’m pregnant.”Her voice rang through the room like a bell — sharp, high, and impossible to ignore.I froze mid-step at the threshold of the hall, my fingers tightening around the edge of the doorframe. Every head in the room turned toward her. Serena stood in the center, one hand placed delicately on her belly, the other curled like she needed support. Her eyes were wide and glistening — too wide, too glistening — like she’d rehearsed the look a thousand times in front of a mirror.Silence hovered.Then my mother let out a gasp. “Oh, Serena… oh my stars!” She rushed forward, wrapping her in an embrace like they were long-lost sisters instead of two women bound by title and formality.My father clapped once, then nodded stiffly. “Congratulations.”I just stood there.The air felt tight around my ribs. My heart didn’t leap. My lungs didn’t move. I didn’t feel joy. Or fear. Or even anger.Just… stillness. i didn’t even know what to say . Serena tur
Chapter - The Queen of LiesSerena’s POVI shut the door gently and turned the lock.The soft click echoed behind me like the seal of a secret.Mother was already waiting by the window, swirling her wine in that crystal glass she loved so much. She glanced over her shoulder, and the smirk that curled her lips mirrored mine.“Well?” she asked, one brow raised.“They bought it,” I said simply, tugging off the ridiculous silk shawl that made me look more delicate than I truly was. “Every single one of them. His mother even cried.”Mother let out a short laugh and took a sip. “Of course she did. That woman would cry over a chipped teacup.”I dropped onto the velvet settee and kicked off my shoes. My feet ached, but it was worth it. Every step of this little dance was worth it.“I told Lyon I’m pregnant,” I said, watching her face. “He looked like someone strangled him. Guilty as hell. I think he’s still blaming himself for the ‘miscarriage.’”She chuckled. “As he should. You played that
Chapter- This Was Really BadZoey’s POVI stood in front of the mirror and adjusted the blazer Kael had picked out for me — soft beige, sharp collar, sleeves rolled just above the elbow. It made me look like someone important, which felt ironic considering my stomach was twisting with nerves.Kael had smiled at me earlier and said, “You’ll be representing me today at the business proposal showcase. Just sit, observe, and maybe say a few things. You’re ready.”I didn’t feel ready.I was still mentally planning my son’s first birthday. He was turning one in just a few weeks, and all I could think about was cake, streamers, and whether or not a tiny suit would make him uncomfortable. He was already walking, babbling, laughing — my entire world wrapped in one tiny, perfect boy.But I tucked those thoughts away and smiled at Nana as I kissed my son’s forehead.“Mama will be back soon,” I whispered. “Be good for Nana, okay?”He giggled and reached for my necklace. I swallowed the ache and l
Chapter _ I Saw SomeoneDarian’s POVThere was no way.There was absolutely no damn way.I stood frozen in the middle of that conference hall, the world around me going quiet even though I could still hear people talking, shuffling papers, pitching plans.She ran.She ran the moment our eyes locked — like she was a ghost startled by recognition.Zoey.The woman who had been confirmed dead.The woman who supposedly died during that escape, the one the seers themselves had sworn Lyon to forget. The woman we mourned ,the woman the guards whispered about — the woman whose death broke my best friend and turned him into a shell of the Alpha he once was.But I saw her.Alive.Breathing. Running. Terrified.And she looked exactly the same, except different. Stronger somehow. Lighter. Her hair had grown out, her eyes a little more tired — but it was her.I didn’t chase her far. I could’ve. I could’ve kept going. I should’ve kept going. But I stopped the moment I saw her get into that car an
Chapter- The Investigation. Darian’s POVI wasn’t sleeping much these days.Not after what I saw.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face. That brief flicker of panic when our eyes met. Zoey was alive .I hadn’t told Lyon. I couldn’t. Not yet. Telling him without proof would be like opening a wound with no bandage in sight. I needed more. I needed answers, So tomorrow i was going to investigate more . That’s why I found myself walking down the east corridor of the pack house at an ungodly hour, where no one usually lingered unless they had something to hide.And sure enough, as I rounded the corner near the sitting lounge, I heard muffled voices.I slowed my pace. The voices were low and tense. I recognized Serena’s almost immediately — sharp, high-pitched when she was anxious, but she was trying to whisper. The other belonged to her mother. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but the way Serena’s hands flew through the air, and her mother kept hushing her with firm gestures,
Chapter - The Cursed Birthday Zoey’s POVMy son’s first birthday was coming . One year.It still felt unreal. That I had survived. That he had survived.He was everything. His little hands, his lopsided smile, the way he called me “Mama” in the sleepiest, sweetest tone in the morning. He was my reason for running. For staying hidden. For building a new life from scratch.Kael walked in quietly, a cup of tea in his hand. He set it in front of me, watching me with a seriousness that tugged at my nerves.I looked up. “What’s wrong?”He hesitated — something he rarely did. Kael wasn’t a man of many expressions, but when he looked like this, I knew something was wrong.“I don’t want to alarm you,” he started, “but I think you might not be safe here anymore.”My heart sank. “What do you mean?”He rubbed the back of his neck, avoiding my gaze for a moment. “Darian was at the hotel yesterday.”My fingers tightened around the edge of the brochure. “Darian?” My voice came out more like a gasp
Chapter - What Do You Want To Do?Zoey’s POV“Nana!” I burst through the door, my breath ragged and my heart pounding like a war drum.She rushed out from the room, her face pale. “Zoey, thank God you’re back. Come—come quickly.”I didn’t wait to ask. I followed her into the bedroom, and my heart nearly dropped when I saw him.My baby.He was lying there, limp and burning with fever, his small body twitching every few seconds.“He’s been convulsing,” Nana whispered, dipping a cloth in cool water and dabbing his head. “It started maybe twenty minutes ago.”I rushed to his side, my hands trembling as I touched his forehead. “Oh my God… oh my baby…”“I gave him the fever drops, but it’s not breaking. He needs rest… and you.”I sat down beside him, barely holding myself together.“I saw someone today,” I said, my voice hoarse.Nana paused, glancing at me. “Who?”I shook my head. “Not someone. Something. I was at the market, and this man …this old, wild- looking man , i have seen him befo
Chapter - The EveZoey’s POV“Promise me you won’t take Lyon back.”Kael’s words lingered in the air long after he said them.His voice wasn’t angry. Just… tired. Tired in the way someone gets after holding too much in for too long.I didn’t say anything.I couldn’t.I stared at the floor for a while, the hem of my shirt wrinkled in my fist. The room felt heavier with each passing second.“I need to check on my baby,” I whispered, barely looking at him.He didn’t try to stop me.Didn’t even ask for an answer.Instead, he grabbed his keys and said, “I’ll drive.”The car ride back home was quiet. Not the peaceful kind of quiet — the heavy kind. Like the silence knew what we were both afraid to say out loud.I rested my head against the window, watching the city blur past.Bright lights, crossing headlights, people moving like they weren’t carrying the kind of weight I had sitting on my chest.“Do you think I’ll survive this?” I asked suddenly.Kael didn’t look surprised by the question.
Chapter - Old Friends Zoey’s POVI stood at the palace steps, waving as Kael, Tiara, and Nana disappeared into the distance. My fingers stayed lifted long after the car was gone—like part of me wasn’t ready to lower them. Not ready to face what lay behind me.Inside.Home… again. Or whatever this was now.I sighed and turned. The long hallway stretched like a tunnel of silence. My son was upstairs, asleep. For now, he was safe. That was the only thing keeping me grounded.Just as I took my first step back into the corridor, I heard it—a voice I hadn’t heard in so long. A voice that hit my heart like a rush of sunlight.“ Lady Zoey!”I turned sharply, and there she was.“Myla!” I gasped.My favorite maid. No—my friend.She came rushing at me, and we collided in a tight hug. We squealed like children, spinning each other just slightly, laughing in disbelief and emotion.“Do you know how I cried when I heard you were dead?” Myla whispered, still clinging to me.I pulled back, brows fur
Chapter - A Goodbye That LingersZoey’s POVIt was time for them to go back , My Nana and Tiara has a cafe to run and Kael had his hotel to run , it was me that needed to be here so they were leaving today : Kael, Nana, and Tiara stood by the house entrance, they were ready to leave. Now, I had to stay. Alone.Nana walked up to me first, cupping my face with both hands like she always did when I was a little girl. Her hands were warm, trembling slightly. “Be strong, Zoey,” she said softly. “You’re doing this for him. Only for him.”I nodded, biting the inside of my cheek to stop the tears from falling. “I know.”She leaned closer and whispered, “Don’t let the palace break you. Don’t let him break you again.”Then she turned to Lyon.“Promise me,” she said sternly, as if she was still speaking to any normal man , not an Alpha. “Promise me you’ll let her visit. She’s not your prisoner.”Before Lyon could even respond, I said quietly, “He knows that. I’m not a slave. I’m just… living
Chapter _ Reinstating The First Luna Zoey’s POVI jolted awake.My heart pounded in my chest as I turned to my son, his small form nestled beside me on the bed. I reached out, my fingers trembling as they hovered over his chest. No rise. No fall. I leaned in, pressing my ear close to his mouth—nothing.“No,” I whispered, panic seizing my throat. “No, no, no.”I shook him gently. “Lyon Junior? Baby?”Still nothing.A scream tore from my lips, raw and primal. “My baby!”The door burst open. Lyon was the first to enter, his eyes wide with alarm. My nana followed, then Kael, Tiara, and Darian. Robin had gone home to his wife the night before.I was on the floor, clutching my lifeless child, sobbing uncontrollably. “It’s my fault,” I cried. “I shouldn’t have come back. I shouldn’t have brought him here.”Lyon knelt beside me, his hands trembling as he reached out. He wrapped his arms around both of us, holding us close.And then, a sound—a wail, sharp and piercing.I pulled back, eyes wid
Chapter_A A life on a thread. Zoey’s POVMy legs were shaking.I didn’t even realize I was crying until I felt the cold air on my wet cheeks. My breath came in shallow bursts, my chest rising and falling as I stumbled into the front hallway.They were all there—waiting.Tiara. Robin. Kael. My nana. And my baby, curled up in Nana’s arms, calm for the first time in days.Kael rushed forward the moment he saw me.“Zoey? What happened?” he asked, voice tight with worry.“Did he hit you?” Robin snapped, his fists already clenched like he’d charge back in without hesitation.I shook my head quickly, wiping my face. “No… We just—argued.”That was an understatement. We screamed at each other like animals. Years of pain exploded in one room, and even though it shattered something inside me, it also freed me a little.“I yelled,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “He yelled back. That’s it.”My knees gave in, and I squatted down right there in the hallway, pressing my palms to the groun
Chapter - The Long Held RageLyon’s POV“ i want to have a word with Zoey…” i said and they all started to speak among themselves. “Everyone out,” I said, my voice low and final.The room stirred. Nana moved first, carefully lifting Lyon Jr. from my arms. I didn’t want to let go, but I needed to do this without him in the middle. “ Let’s go ..” She said to the other people she came with , That Kael bastard was glaring at me . “ Zoey will you be okay ?” He asked and i rolled my eyes.“ Do you see me with any weapon to harm her ?” “ Well you are the man that ripped people apart with his hands “ Kael fired back , Zoey moved closer to him and whispered. “ i will be fine …” Serena stood frozen while the rest was leaving .“No,” she snapped. “I’m staying. I deserve to—”Darian stepped forward and took her gently by the arm. “Not now, Serena.”“Don’t touch me!” she hissed.But Darian didn’t argue. He didn’t scold her. He simply whispered something in her ear—quiet enough I couldn’t he
Chapter-Judgement DayLyon’s PovThe palace filled up faster than I imagined.Elders, councilmen, pack leaders from every wing of the northern territory—all packed into the high-ceilinged hall like vultures circling prey.Me.Their eyes burned into my skin like torches, and the air pulsed with judgment. They didn’t wait for protocol or permission.The yelling started instantly.“You dare show your face here?”“She’s a disgrace!”“Lock her up!”“ You deceived all of us “ “Send her back to wherever she came from!”All aimed at me—spit-flecked words, righteous fury, sharp as knives. The walls trembled with their noise.And Lyon… he just stood there.Silent.Rocking our child in his arms as though none of this concerned him.My child.Our child.My son who nearly died because I stayed hidden for too long.I clenched my fists at my side, swallowing the fire rising in my throat.Nana slipped beside me and gave my wrist a soft squeeze. “Don’t say a word,” she whispered, her voice a thread o
Chapter -: “Is That All?”Zoey’s POV“Lyon… Long time, no see.”The words left my mouth before I could stop them.Long time, no see?What kind of idiotic, casual thing was that to say to the man you ran away from . My lips froze mid-curve, suddenly aware of how small I felt.My heart was doing somersaults in my chest. My palms were sweaty where they held my son—our son. Lyon Jr. stirred softly, his lashes fluttering against his cheeks. He didn’t know the chaos his presence had just ignited.And then—“WHAT is going on here?”A familiar shriek ripped through the courtyard like nails down a chalkboard.Serena.She stormed in like she owned the place, even though her presence felt entirely out of place in the middle of something this… sacred.Her gown swished around her ankles. Her arms were dramatically clutching her side, no sign of the ‘back pain’ that had crippled her moments ago.Nana—sweet, loyal Nana—stepped forward, clutching the shawl wrapped around her shoulders. Her voice was
Chapter _: She’s Back and on a Random Day ?Lyon’s POVThere was something wrong with Darian.Not in a loud, obvious way. It was the kind of wrong that crept in slowly — quiet, uneasy. His shoulders were always stiff now. He barely slept, barely talked unless I asked him something directly. And whenever his phone buzzed, his whole body twitched like it was a bomb waiting to explode.Today, it buzzed again.We were seated in the war room going over reports on the southern outpost — something about border tension and possible rogue movement. Darian wasn’t even paying attention. His eyes kept flicking down to the table where his phone lay face up. When it lit up again, I saw the way his jaw clenched.He stood up suddenly, almost knocking his chair over.“I’ll just step out and take this,” he muttered.I raised an eyebrow. “Since when do you take calls outside?”Darian froze.He turned halfway, trying to force a smile. “It’s nothing important.”“Then sit down and take it here,” I said, ke
Chapter - The EveZoey’s POV“Promise me you won’t take Lyon back.”Kael’s words lingered in the air long after he said them.His voice wasn’t angry. Just… tired. Tired in the way someone gets after holding too much in for too long.I didn’t say anything.I couldn’t.I stared at the floor for a while, the hem of my shirt wrinkled in my fist. The room felt heavier with each passing second.“I need to check on my baby,” I whispered, barely looking at him.He didn’t try to stop me.Didn’t even ask for an answer.Instead, he grabbed his keys and said, “I’ll drive.”The car ride back home was quiet. Not the peaceful kind of quiet — the heavy kind. Like the silence knew what we were both afraid to say out loud.I rested my head against the window, watching the city blur past.Bright lights, crossing headlights, people moving like they weren’t carrying the kind of weight I had sitting on my chest.“Do you think I’ll survive this?” I asked suddenly.Kael didn’t look surprised by the question.