LIES AND DECEIT I was on my way to my dad's house. I felt guilty about not telling Roman about this before going to my dad but I didn't want to bother him. I had a new driver take me there, since Dave Roman has been so protective of who drove me around. Truly this was the first time since Dave that someone else was driving me out. He was picked by Roman himself, so I was convinced that I was in safe hands because I knew how Roman would have scrutinized a lot. I felt bad that I was putting the driver in trouble, he was instructed by Roman to call him before taking me anywhere and before we left he was about to do just that and I stopped him. I would make sure nothing happens to him. We drove in silence until I got to my destination. “Ma'am do i wait here?” My new driver asked as he parked the car. “What is your name?” I asked him. “Gregory,” he answered. “Greg, alright. Well, yes actually i would appreciate it if you would stay but if it isn't convenient just be here thirty m
BROKEN HEART. “I asked you a question, what did you just fucking say?” I asked Roman with tears in my eye. Roman stayed frozen still, he seemed like a thousand words were forming in his head but none were coming out of his lips. “Katherina” i heard my dad call and i shot a glare at him. I was really really angry. “You all have been lying to me all this while” i cried. Roman approached me, reaching out his hands to hold me “Rose, just listen to …..” “Don't you dare. Don't touch me with those filthy hands of yours” i cried with my teeth gritted. I cleaned the tears in my eyes and more came out blinding me. I turned around leaving them behind but to my surprise i saw Roman in front of me. I looked back trying to understand how he did that. “How did you…. Why do i care?” I said and pushed him aside. I was really pained, i didn't know what to do, whag to say, where to go, nothing at all, i was just confused all my thoughts were jumbled up as i walked out of the study. “Katheri
SEEKING OUT THE VOICE. “Get out of my head” I screamed, using my hand to cover my ears. Why was all this happening to me? I thought, crying. “What is wrong ma'am?” I heard Greg ask. “Just take me home” I told him and he helped me to the car and we were soon on our way back to the house. As soon as we got back, I went straight to my room. I sat down on the edge of the bed trying to arrange my thoughts. “You have been through this before, don't let this shake you” I said , wiping my eyes. “Katherina, I'll help you” I heard the voice say again. “I said you should leave me alone,” I screamed. “I can help you,” the voice said further. I got up from the bed and I picked up my bottle and threw it at my dressing mirror shattering it to pieces. “I said fuck off. Leave me alone "I screamed. I was scared and angry at the same time. Some maids rushed into the room to check what was happening with me. They all stood frozen in shock as they saw me. I heard them gasp in shock at what
SHOCKER. I got up from my seat. “What do you mean by that Victor?” I asked him. “Well, I need you to die so I can survive,” he said. “You are crazy. Is this why you called me here?” I asked him. “Yes, you are quite right,” he said. He seemed like a really nice person, but that was all an act. “I'd like to go back now, I'd pretend like this never happened” I said and turned to the door. I was blocked by a woman wearing a black suit. “You don't seem to understand what is going on here. My darling, right now, you are at my mercy.” he said. He got up and walked up to me and pulled my hair from behind me. “Get your filthy hands off me” i told him with gritted teeth. He signaled the lady behind me and she pulled me by my arm and dragged me back to my seat. “Let me go” I scream. “Scream and shout all you want. In fact it is like music to me. You walked into my trap, it's not my fault you were dumb enough to do so” he said as he got seated in front of me. “Heal m
TO THE RESCUE. What should I say to everyone? Nothing at all. What would I say to Roman? A lot. Quite a lot. The boy is sitting on my chair and he needs to get up. With my health back I would want it back” Victor said. “How could you? How can you be this greedy? Roman sees you as one of his people, he looks up to you "I told him. “That thwart? That killer? Do you know he killed his father?” Victor asked me. “He didn't kill him,” I defended. Since you are leaving this world, I will let you go with a secret,” he said. And he came closer to me, I knew that because I could feel his breath on my neck and he whispered in my ear. “I killed his father” I heard him say in my ear. “You are a terrible person. How could you do that to him?” I screamed in anger. With all the adrenaline pumping in my blood, I freed myself from their hold and I head butted Victor. It was so fast that he couldn't even dodge. I felt a hard punch on my face and I was out back in the chair. “Hold
TO THE RESCUE 2. The door to the room where we were opened and my dad and Viola rushed in, stepping over the bodies spread around on the floor. They came to me and Viola held me. “She is so cold” I heard her say to my dad. I didn't know I was that cold until I felt her warm skin pressed against mine. I felt like melting Into her warm arms. “Stop him” I said in a whisper referring to Roman. I heard a scream from Victor who was still on the floor and I turned to them to see that Roman was stepping on his ankle. That ankle was obviously broken now. He bent down and grabbed Victor by his collar and he punched him hard in a way that might have shifted his head. “Please stop him '' I said again, Victor was a bastard that deserved killing but right now Roman wasn't in the right state of mind. Dad went to Roman trying to pry him away from Victor. While Viola remained by my side she had begun healing me and I felt a little warmer and my eyesight had become a little clearer. I saw my
UNRAVELING THE PAST "Me? How am I the problem, Roman? You're the one who lied to me, who kept secrets from me! Ithought we were past that, that we were being honest with each other," I said, my voice cracking with emotion. Roman let out a frustrated sigh and ran his hands through his hair. "You don't understand Hayley, Everything that happened back there, it's...it's a lot to process." "Then help me understand!" I pleaded, stepping closer to him. "I want to be here for you, but you have to let me in. No more secrets, no more lies. Please, Roman." He looked at me then, his eyes filled with a swirl of emotions - anger, pain, guilt. "Victor...he killed my father. All this time, I thought I had done it. That I was the one who..." He trailed off, his voice thick with emotion. I felt my heart drop at his words. "Oh, Roman..." I reached out to him, but he stepped back, shaking his head. "No, don't. I...I need time to process this. I just watched him beat that bastard, and all I c
UNMASKING THE TRAITOR"Hahaha" Caspian laughed. "I can't believe you got that traitor Victor, begging for his life. I wish I could see how he looked.""Speak of the devil" Roman said as he saw Victor accompanied by Viola, Lucien and some guards. Roman's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in satisfaction. "looks like we've got our traitor right where we want him," Caspian said, a hint of smile on his face. Roman nodded in agreement, his eyes never leaving Victor's face. "let's go make sure he doesn't get away."They followed the group, their footsteps echoing off the stone walls of the passage. As they approached the dungeon Viola waited outside, anxiety etched on her face. She rushed to Roman. "Roman are you okay?" Roman smiled, "I'm fine Viola, thanks to Hayley we've got Victor right where we want him."They entered the dungeon, the sound of Victor's chains echoing through the corridors. Roman's expression hardened his jaw clenched in determination. "it's over," he whispered to Viola. "
Happily Ever AfterHayley's POVThe morning sun shone through the windows as I stared at the garden below, savoring the beautiful view of it. It was like a gentle whisper of hope, soft and tentative, whispering through my ears. My fingers traced the windowsill, exploring the smooth, weathered wood beneath my touch - each groove and grain a tactile memory of our tumultuous journey. Two days. Just two days since Roman had returned from a battle that had threatened to unravel everything we knew, a conflict that had hovered on the razor's edge of total destruction.Memories cascaded through my mind like fragmented scenes from a nightmare. The metallic scent of blood. The paralysis of fear. That horrifying moment when time seemed to stop, and I believed I might lose everything I had come to love.But not today.Today was different.Today was about healing.About redemption.About hope rekindled.Downstairs, the kitchen was a symphony of preparation. We had hired more cooks for the celeb
A Promising Future Roman's POV I opened my eyes to the soft morning light coming through the windows. The pain in my chest was less now, thanks to the healing I got last night. Rose sat next to me on our bed, her hand gentle on my arm. She looked tired but happy."How are you feeling?" she asked softly, her fingers threading through my hair with such tenderness it made my heart ache. Dark circles circled her eyes, evidence of her exhaustion from last night, but her smile held all the warmth of the morning sun.I caught her hand in mine, pressing my lips to her knuckles, breathing in the familiar scent of her skin. "Better. The healing worked better than I expected." Every word was true – the piercing pain that had threatened to tear me apart was now just a memory."That's good." Her smile wavered slightly, worry dancing in the depths of her green eyes like shadows in still water. "The twins are still sleeping now. But they gave me a hard time sleeping last night. It's like they c
A New Dawn Hayley's POV I paced the hospital corridor as we waited for Dad to wake up. The fluorescent lights shone too bright even though it was already night, making the white walls seem even more clinical. I sat down in an uncomfortable plastic chair and shifted numerous times, my muscles protesting after hours of sitting. Next to me, Viola kept checking her phone, her fingers drumming an anxious rhythm on her thigh. Bree had gone home to rest about an hour ago, practically falling asleep on her feet. I'd insisted she get some proper sleep, promising to call if anything changed. The twins were with Dora, and even though I trusted her completely, my thoughts kept drifting to them. It was the longest I'd been away since they were born. "Family of Lucien Merchetti?" A doctor's voice drew my attention to the doorway. She was young, probably in her early thirties, with kind eyes that crinkled at the corners when she smiled. "You can go in and see him now, but just for a litt
The Final Battle Roman's POVThe private jet touched down in San Francisco just as the sun began its descent behind the horizon. My muscles were tense from the flight, but my mind was sharp, focused on the hunt ahead.Beside me, Caspian checked his phone for the hundredth time, his usual playful demeanor replaced by cold determination."Our tracking team is already working on Scarlett's location," I told him as we climbed into the waiting SUV. "They'll have coordinates for us within minutes." I informed him."Good." Caspian's voice was clipped. "The sooner we end this, the better." He added.As we drove to my wolves' team here in San Francisco, I pulled out my phone to hear from Rose back in New York. My fingers hovered over Rose's number for a moment before I pressed call. She answered on the first ring, her voice tight with worry."Roman? Did you find them?" She asked me.Just hearing her voice made my wolf whine. "We're close. The tracking team is working on it now." I leaned aga
Escape Before DawnRoman's POV We sat at the back of the garden, and the late afternoon shone across the immaculately beautiful lawn. My wolf paced restlessly beneath my skin as I watched Scarlett and Stephan exchange their vows, not fooled by the serene facade of this wedding. Everything about them looked fake – the forced smiles, the tension crackling in the air, the way my guards tried to blend into the background while keeping their eyes fixed on Melissa.Rose was beside me, her hand warm in mine, her emerald dress making her skin glow in the fading light. She was trying to keep her composure, but I could feel the slight tremor in her fingers. I found myself thinking about our own future wedding, the one we'd have once all this mess was over. It would be different – filled with joy instead of suspicion, love instead of hatred."You may kiss the bride," the officiant announced, his voice carrying across the hushed garden.I leaned closer to Rose, my lips brushing her ear as I wh
Scarlett's Wedding Hayley's POV I stood before the full-length mirror in our bedroom, pulling down the hem of my emerald green dress for the hundredth time now. I felt nervous.The silk material mused against my skin as I stretched it, but even its luxurious touch couldn't calm my nerves. Today was my sister's wedding—if you could call someone who'd tried to kill you a sister."Stop fidgeting, Rose." Roman's deep voice called from the doorway. I didn't have to turn because I saw his reflection in the mirror before me, and my breath hitched in my throat. He looked devastatingly handsome in his charcoal suit, his dark hair slightly tousled as if he'd been running his fingers through it. His eyes, those piercing amber orbs that never failed to see right through me, held mine in the mirror."I can't help it," I mumbled, smoothing my hands over my stomach. The twins' birth had left its marks, but Bree had chosen this dress perfectly—it hugged in all the right places while still being ap
Three Days of GraceRoman's POVIt was three days before Scarlett's wedding. I was pacing my study in the early morning, thinking. Dawn hadn't yet broken when Caspian arrived and joined me in the study. I had called him earlier. I'd been up for hours now, my wolf restless beneath my skin. The weight of leadership had never felt heavier than in these moments, when every decision could mean life or death for those I loved."Three days," Caspian said, leaning back in his chair. Dark circles under his eyes suggested he'd been up all night too. "Are we really going through with getting Melissa out for the wedding?" He asked me.I paused my pacing to rub my temples, where a headache had been building since midnight. I turned to walk to the window, watching as the sun shone down in the garden looking too peaceful for the turmoil in my mind."I don't know," I admitted, my voice rough from lack of sleep. The thought of letting Melissa out made my wolf snarl with protective rage. "With ever
Betrayal in Plain SightRoman's POVThis morning I woke up with new determination. I rubbed my tired eyes, determined to review more surveillance footage. Yesterday's run with Rose had helped clear my mind, made the bitterness and pain more manageable. I didn't expect to find anything new in the recordings, but I had to try. I had barely started hearing the recordings in my study.Then I heard it.Scarlett's voice came through the speakers, trembling slightly. "I don't know what to do. He's going to banish me from New York. I have nowhere to go." She cried.I leaned forward, turning up the volume. A female voice responded, making my anger spike."Come to San Francisco. We need to stick together now more than ever," the voice said. "It's time we dealt with Roman and Hayley once and for all." She told her. Wait. That voice sounds familiar.My fingers gripped the edge of my desk. That voice... I knew that voice."Are you sure?" Scarlett asked, hope creeping into her tone."Yes. Just co
Comfort in ChaosHayley's POVMy heart ached as I watched Roman storm upstairs to his study, his shoulders rigid with tension. The sound of his footsteps echoed through the foyer, each step heavy with the weight of yesterday's revelations. Viola's eyes followed his retreating form, and concern appeared on her elegant features."Kate, darling," Viola said softly, reaching across the table to squeeze my hand. "I've never seen him this tense, even for Roman. What has happened?" She asked me.I sighed, running my fingers through my hair. The morning sunlight streaming through the windows suddenly felt too bright, too cheerful for the heaviness in my chest. "He visited his mother in the dungeon yesterday," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "She told him... she told him Victor might be his real father."The silence that followed was deafening. Bree's coffee cup clattered against its saucer, the sound sharp in the quiet room."Oh my God," Bree breathed, her blue eyes wide. "Are you