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
THE BUILD UP Hearing him say that was the best thing Hayley could hear from him. She pressed her lips against him once again but this time Roman did not pull away, he growled in her lips making shivers run down her spine. The kiss deepened; neither of them broke it by pulling away. Roman put his hand behind Hayley's head and laid her back on the bed slowly, not breaking eye contact once. At that moment it was only both of them locked inside their own world Roman leaned in again, capturing her lips for himself once more, tasting every inch of her lips and she returned the gesture with as much vigor and emotion. Roman pulled away and looked her in the eyes, he wanted to make sure that she really wanted this and he saw the raw desire in her eyes. His hand went down to the buttons on her gown and slowly he undid them. Hayley on the other hand watched as he did. She felt both nervousness and anticipation as she bit her lips. “You don't know how sexy you look when you do that,” Ro
THE FULL MOON APPROACHES. Hayley felt really strange hearing the maid ask her that question as she looked as she looked at her like she was looking at a hideous monster. Then she remembered Roman saying that not all the workers were werewolves and supernaturals, some of them were just humans I saw as blood drip from the cut made by my claw to the floor At this moment Hayley was totally confused and scared. She didn't know what to do or what to say. She didn't even know why this happened so suddenly. She earnestly wished and prayed that Roman would be here but that wasn't possible Another maid who noticed what happened came up to them and from behind she hit the maid that had come to help the maid and she got scratched with Hayley claws behind her neck and she collapsed to the floor. I gasped using my hand to cover over my mouth in shock. “It's fine miss, she is just asleep. You can now wipe her memory” the strange maid said to me. “I'm Dora, i am also a werewolf like you, w
CALLS AT WORK. Roman sat in his office working. Since he got to work he kept regretting why he did. He should have just stayed at home because that was were his mind was. He kept looking at the time to see when he would go home but this was the day his secretary knew she would bring all documents that he needed to sign As he sat on his black leather office chair with a pen in his hand, he smiled at the thought of Hayley and their night together “Sir, sir, Mr Lysander” his secretary called drawing him out of his thoughts He shot a look at her “I am so sorry sir, i have been waiting for you to sign the documents so that i can collect them and forward the copies but you kept smiling at it” his secretary said He grunted at her words then quickly signed it and handed it over to her. “Thank you” he said looking at her and then the door She got what he was trying to say so she turned on her heels and headed away from the office leaving her day dreaming boss behind. Roman continued w
I'LL PROTECT YOU. Roman was finding everything so hard to understand as Hayley wasn’t being clear at all. “Listen, she was asking what I was and I panicked so another maid came and hit her from behind. I've healed her though, I just need you to wipe her memory, '' Hayley said to Roman. Where exactly did you say she is?” Roman asked Hayley. “In the closet” she answered. Roman walked to the closet and truly there was an unconscious girl there. Roman turned back to look at Hayley in disbelief, then he turned towards the unconscious maid. He bent down in front of her body, placed his hands over her head for a while and stood up. “It is done, when she wakes, she won't remember anything” Roman said to Hayley. She let out a sigh of disbelief and sat down on the bed, bouncing a little. “Thank you” Hayley said to Roman and he just looked on at her He knew there was something else. “What is going to happen?” Hayley said. “Are we talking about the maid or something else?” Roman aske
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