The Baby Shower Hayley's POV I woke up today with a flutter in my heart like a kid on Christmas morning. Today was the day! The baby shower! As I lay there, trying to calm my racing heart beat, I could hear the mansion already live with activities. The soft bustling of workers, the hastened footsteps along the hall, the occasional bark of instructions, it all filtered through my closed door, which was a last minute preparation. Even around me, Dora fused with the babies as she bathed and dressed them. She greeted me with a smile when she saw me woke up. I answered warmly before I swung my legs over the side of the bed and padded to the bathroom to have a shower. After a quick shower and throwing on some comfortable clothes, I made my way downstairs for breakfast. The mansion had been polished, looking all white and pristine. Roman had a way of overpampering things, I couldn't help but smile sweetly. After a quick breakfast, feeling excitement bubbling inside me with
A Queen's Transformation Hayley's POV The moment I stepped into the dressing room, I felt a flutter of anticipation in my stomach. The makeup artist, a petite woman with a warm smile, gestured for me to take a seat in front of the large, well-lit mirror. "Ready to be transformed, Madam?" she asked in a warm gesture, and her eyes twinkled with excitement. I laughed nervously, settling into the plush chair. "As ready as I'll ever be, I suppose." I mumbled before sitting in the dresser chair. As she began to work her magic, I closed my eyes and let myself relax. The gentle touch of brushes against my skin and the soft chatter of my friends and family in the background created a soothing atmosphere. "Oh my goodness, Kate!" Jane's excited voice broke through my reverie. "You look absolutely stunning!" She gushed. I opened my eyes and gasped at my reflection. The woman staring back at me looked... regal. My usually unruly hair was now cascading down my shoulders in soft wave
A Celebration of New Beginnings Hayley's POV As we all stepped out into the garden, a hushed silence fell over the crowd. I felt my cheeks flush as all eyes turned towards us, and quiet whispers emanated from the gathered guests sitting around the tables. My heart raced, a mix of excitement and nervousness coursing through my veins. I couldn't help but marvel at the final touch of the garden. Twinkling lights hung from the trees, casting a soft glow over the garden. The air was filled with the sweet scent of flowers and the gentle notes of piano music. Roman placed a hand on my back, warm and reassuring, as he guided me forward. He directed the group of ladies to an elegantly decorated empty table, adorned with delicate flower vases and expensive platters. Then, he caught my hand in his and intertwined our fingers, before leading me towards the raised platform where he made his full moon speech almost a week ago. But it felt like a year ago now. Oh! How fast things move.
An Evening of Laughter and Farewells Hayley's POV After tending to the twins, I made my way back downstairs, my heart light and my spirits high. I paused at the bottom of the stairs, taking in the scene before me. The garden was now alive with laughter and chatter, but now a different kind of energy filled the air. As I approached our table, I saw that a comedy performance had taken the stage, making everyone laugh heartily at the antics. I couldn't help but smile as I reached the table, seeing everyone carried away by the performance. Roman looked up at me and pulled out my chair for me, his eyes sparkling with mirth. "You're just in time for the best part," he said, winking at me. I settled in next to him, feeling the warmth of his body against mine. "Oh? And what's that?" I asked, pretending I didn't know. He leaned in close, his breath tickling my ear. "The part where I get to watch you laugh." He murmured. I felt a blush creep up my cheeks and playfully swatted
Bittersweet Farewells and New BeginningsHayley's POVThe next morning after breakfast, me and Roman gathered outside to bid farewell to my family from San Francisco along with Jane and her boyfriend, Benny. My heart felt heavy, a bittersweet ache settling in my chest as I hugged each of them tightly."I can't believe you're leaving already," I said, my voice wavering slightly as I embraced Jane. "It feels like you just got here." I added emotionally.Jane squeezed me back, her familiar lavender scent enveloping me. "I know, honey. Time flies when you're having fun, right?" She pulled back, holding me at arm's length, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "But hey, we'll see each other soon. You promised to come for our engagement party, right?" She reminded me.I nodded, forcing a smile through the lump in my throat. "I wouldn't miss that for the world. You just set the date, and we'll be there." I promised her."You bet," Benny chimed in, wrapping an arm around Jane's waist. "We wou
The Secret Behind Victor's Escape Roman's POVIt had been a week since Victor's escape and just a day after the baby shower. After breakfast and checking on Rose, I decided to go meet Caspian who was in my study and hear about any developments with Victor's case.The sun shone through the windows of my office as I strode in, while my mind was already full of hope to hear good news.As I walked into the office, I found Caspian already hard at work. The sight of him hunched over his desk, brow furrowed in concentration, was a familiar one."Any news?" I asked, hoping against hope that there might be some lead on Victor's whereabouts.But Caspian looked up, shaking his head. "Nothing yet. None of the neighboring packs have reported seeing him." He replied to me, grimly.I sighed heavily, and sat down into my chair. The weight of responsibility felt heavier than ever on my shoulders. Despite adding more security and the strong belief that Victor won't dare come back, I was better with f
The Truth Coming To Light Hayley's POV I sang "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star" to our twins, Aurora and Orion, who were cradled in my arms. The gentle melody filled the nursery as I rocked them. Their tiny fingers curled around mine, and their eyes slowly closed as sleep began to claim them. The peaceful moment was precious to me, which was something becoming familiar around us these days. As I placed the sleeping babies in their cribs, I heard the bedroom door open. Turning, I saw Roman standing in the doorway, and his face was covered with an unfamiliar expression. It was a mixture of pain, maybe doubt, and something else I couldn't quite place. "Roman?" I whispered, careful not to wake the babies. "Is everything alright?" I asked him, worried. He stepped into the room, and closed the door behind him. "We need to talk, Rose," he said, in a low and strained voice. My heart skipped a beat. Those four words never preceded anything good. "Of course," I replied, trying to
Rekindled HatredHayley's POV Later as Dora came to attend the babies, I stepped out to the balcony to calm myself more. The cool evening air breezed through my hair, and I took a deep breath, closing my eyes to calm myself more. The sun was setting, and the sky looked beautiful, but I barely noticed its beauty. My mind was still aching with Roman's mother's accusations, and the doubt that Roman had on me earlier.With a deep breath, I pulled out my phone. I needed to hear some friendly voices, to ground myself in something familiar and comforting. My fingers hovered over the screen for a moment before I dialed my mom's number.The phone rang twice before my mom's cheerful voice filled my ear. "Hayley, sweetheart! We were just talking about you!" She greeted me brightly.Despite everything, I felt a small smile crept to my face. "Hey, Mom. How was the flight?" I greeted her back."Oh, honey, you wouldn't believe it!" She gushed, and her excitement bubbled through the phone. "When
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