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. "
REFORMATION. Weeks have passed since Roman found out about Victor's betrayal. He made sure to ensure that nothing like this happened again, at least not during his reign The pack, since that day, had been going through a strong reformation. Roman had filtered out everyone that was fully loyal to him. In the process of that he found out that there were some of his pack members that were on Victor's side and he got rid of them too. Caspian and Lucien with some other of their trusted men took it upon themselves to find out who helped Victor execute his plan to kill his Father. So far they didn't find anything and it had begun to seem like a fruitless search. This happened over two decades ago. How could they find a culprit from years back? Victor wasn't giving any information either. He just taunted them with his twisted words and his annoying laughter. Day by day, the urge Roman felt to cut Victor's head off his body grew. The only thing stopping him was the fact they
TIP FROM THE EX. Roman secretary stood watching them with confusion evident on her face. Roman walked towards Jade, he grabbed her by the arm and dragged her back into his office. When they got inside he let her go. “Watch what you say in front of humans, will you?” He asked her glaring. Jade regained her composure and adjusted her blouse back in place. “Who cares? It is not like they can do anything” she replied back looking at the secetary through the see through glass with a smug look on her face. Roman turned to see the secetary still standing as they had left her. He walked over to the blinds and brought them all down. Blocking the view from outside then he turned back to her. “Talk” he said. “Now you want me to talk? I thought you didn't want to see, i thought you hated the sight of me?” She asked. “Nothing has changed about that. Don't play games with me Jade or i swear i will make you beg for death” he threatened. “I love when you talk in that tone, it is so fuckin
AURORA. Roman turned his car around and headed for his house where Caspian and Lucien were currently waiting for him. His grip on the steering wheel was firm, so firm that his knuckles had turned white. Anxiety gripped him as he wondered what they could possibly have found out. Was it Victor's accomplice? If so, who would it be? He pressed his foot down on the accelerator going as fast as he could. Lucky their part of New York was the busy part if not he would have spent hours in traffic. Soon he got to his Mansion, he got down from the car in haste not bothering to park the car properly or even close the door. He just wanted to hear what they had to say and get over with all of this. “We are here,” Caspian called out. They were in the living room upstairs. So Roman climbed up the stairs to go join them. “Why are you so rushed?” Caspian asked Roman as he finally met them. Roman threw a polite nod of acknowledgement Lucien's way and he faced Caspian once more. “What did you
I LOVE YOU. Roman turned to her “I don't ignore possibilities” he said. Hayley couldn't believe that his mother would work hand in hand with Victor to destroy her own family. It just didn't make any sense at all to her. “So what are you going to do?” she asked Roman. “Find out the truth,” he said. He got up from the bench and held out his hand to help her get up. “What happened to your hand?” She asked, noticing he had a cut on his hand. “It is nothing serious, just a little accident with glass” he said, not wanting to tell her that he shattered the door. Hayley took it and she pulled it to herself. “Lucky for you, you have a personal first aid kit” she said as she healed the cut. “All nice and pretty again” she said letting go of his hand Hayley signaled her driver to leave without her and she joined Roman in his car and they drove off, heading home.They got back to the mansion to meet the workers clearing shattered glasses from the broken door. Hayley looked over to Roma
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