"There’s no way I would ever spawn a child for a violent and bloodthirsty man like you." - WILLA CORALINE ALFIERO "Keep this in mind, Miss Alfiero… I would rather end the Wick bloodline than continue it with the likes of you." - GALLAHAN WICK Willa Alfiero had once naively thought she could fix her fated mate's twisted beliefs after she met him in the middle of a bloody battle. But her optimism was quickly burned to ashes when she learned that her fated mate was no ordinary enemy, but was actually Gallahan Wick. The General of the Culling Army. Son of the Alpha King. The tyrant who conquered and looted multiple human kingdoms. Willa couldn’t bear to surrender to the side Gallahan belonged to, much less turn a blind eye to his twisted and cruel acts, even though nature and instinct dictated her to stay with him. So, she ran away. She was also forced to retreat as a Warrior of her pack and as a soldier of the ongoing war between the League of the Moon and the Culling Army. Not because her mind and heart had been swayed. Not because she wasn’t brave enough to fight Gallahan in another battle. But because she was pregnant, and she intended to keep her children hidden from their tyrannical father. But no secret could stay as a secret forever. Gallahan was bound to find out about the existence of his children. With their opposing beliefs and strained past, would their tie as fated mates be enough to bring their family back together?
View MoreGALLAHAN’S POVI couldn’t quite believe my ears when I detected a ring of insecurity in Willa’s voice.Incredulity. Disbelief. Fondness. Upset with myself.All of these emerged, coalesced and tangled into knots in my chest, leaving me speechless.But my silence sent the wrong signal, and I saw how Willa’s shoulders drooped and hunched as the light in her gorgeous green eyes dimmed like stars losing their shine.“Forget it,” she muttered dismissively, leaning forward to capture my mouth into another round of mind-blowing kissing.“Hey, hey,” I said as gently as I could while her lips tried to land on mine. “We have to talk about this.”“I think the humiliation could already last me a lifetime. Let’s just forget I ever said anything.”“No, Willa,” I said as firmly as I could. “I won’t let you stew on this until it eats you from the inside out. I need to set the record straight.”Willa was unwilling to return my gaze. She had set her eyes stubbornly glued on a particular spot on the left
WILLA’S POVGallahan’s words sent a shiver down my spine, while my heart leapt into a whirlwind of emotions.Was I really going to open up and allow Gallahan in, just because Miss Banfey wasn’t actually his chosen mate and the arrangement with Elodie no longer stood?Yes.Yes, I was.Because when Gallahan insisted that I was his only mate and that I deserve to be put on the priority list, I realized that those things were what I wanted too.I wanted…No.I needed to be loved and cared for.And deep down, I wanted Gallahan.I wanted and needed him so bad that it felt visceral and raw and…Gods… I had been deprived of a whole lot all these years. I spent a good chunk of my life dedicating myself to a cause I deeply believed in, then pouring every bit of me into motherhood because the twins needed me.I was also sick and tired of being haunted by the what ifs and of soothing the ache with nothing but imagined fantasies.But here and now? Gallahan was offering me a chance to grab somethin
GALLAHAN’S POVI stiffened as disappointment with Calisto bubbled in my veins.He wasn’t allowed to disrespect my mate and the very woman who carried him in the womb and birthed him to this world.Son or not, I wouldn’t let such a remark slip. Not by me.“Don’t be too hard on him,” Willa suddenly said, seemingly knowing what ran in my mind. “He’s just a little kid, Han.”“All the more reason to instill respect in him, don’t you think?” I countered easily. “Nip it in the bud, Willa. Because I sure as hell wouldn’t have a son who couldn’t respect women, especially their own mother.”“Han, he’s five,” she replied with a deep sigh. “He said it in the peak of his emotions.”I frowned, feeling utterly concerned that she would shove her own feelings down as if they didn’t matter. “Doesn’t make it any less hurtful for you.”“Yes,” she agreed slowly, as if she was talking to a five year old, and not a grown man. But it was hard to take offense when she was so near and looking so fucking beauti
GALLAHAN'S POVI couldn’t believe it.Willa was jealous. JEALOUS!But then again, this wasn’t the first instance she showed me how jealous she could get, given how she almost lost her composure when she saw Zuleika put on my ancestral sash for me.Tonight, though, I nearly erupted, ready to return the anger she was dishing out to me so unfairly.I was so damn close to losing my temper; I was basically just a step a way from fighting her—her vitriol against mine—until she began spouting nonsense about me being a philandering asshole, as if I hadn’t been losing my mind as I tried to look for her in the last six years.Instantly, the burning and venomous urge to argue and spat out angry words fizzled out. But it didn’t mean I was just going to let her continue to stew with all her wrong assumptions until they could fester and completely poison her thoughts and feelings for me.Daringly, I approached her and tossed the other half of her broken pencil aside. Then I plopped down next to her
WILLA’S POVGallahan’s hands were balled into tight fists at his sides, and I could almost make out the mild tremors of barely suppressed anger in them.“Because a relationship goes both ways, Willa,” he said softly, yet his tone carried a certain icy sharpness that would’ve made a lesser man tremble.Except, I was no lesser man. So I slammed my sketchbook shut, carelessly tossed it and my broken pencil aside on the couch, and said evenly, “But that’s the thing, Gallahan. Is there even a relationship between us? What even are we?”Gallahan’s throat visibly bobbed up and down as he swallowed. Then his jaws tensed as the fiery hardness in his gaze flickered with uncertainty for a fleeting while.“We’re fucking mates, Willa,” he answered, meeting my own gaze head on, as if doing so could give some sort of truth in what he was saying. “You’re mine as much as I am yours. Did that fact fail to get through your head?”“Let’s not kid ourselves, Gallahan,” I said, smiling at him wanly. “You an
WILLA’S POVMy hope continued to dwindle with each passing day that the twins refused to talk to each other. The day after the big fight, Calisto, who wouldn’t dare meet my gaze, requested to go to the Alfiero Manor to spend time with my parents.I allowed him to, thinking that maybe it was what he needed. A space to breathe. An environment where he wasn’t all cooped up.Gillian, on the other hand, stayed with me. But it was evident how quiet and subdued she had become.She still played, of course. But I could tell she was growing lonelier and lonelier. I tried to be there for her as much as I could, trying to fill in the void that Calisto’s presence and company usually filled.It just wasn’t enough, though. Because I wasn’t Calisto, and it was him who she wanted to talk to and play with.Hearing her sighs and seeing her half-forced a smile made me want to castrate Gallahan every single time.The very bastard who finally deigned to show up on the late afternoon of the fourth day after
WILLA’S POV“I… I…” Calisto stammered, but I remained frozen as stone.My heart seemed to have shrunk like a deflated balloon, while my lungs were ready to burst out.My vision blurred with tears in an instant, and I couldn’t make another sound other than a choked out gasp.“I hate you!” Gillian shouted, pushing Calisto and sending him falling on his butt. “You’re not my brother anymore!”My family was crumbling all around me in a snap, and I couldn’t let that happen just because Gallahan couldn’t be man enough to keep his promises. So I blinked away my tears and shoved my own feelings aside.I helped Calisto get back on his feet, but he recoiled from my touch as if I had burned him.It sent another wave of excruciating pain in my chest, which I dutifully tried to ignore by turning my focus on Gillian.“Gillian, that’s not nice,” I said softly, caressing her back up and down to soothe her anger away.“What he said wasn’t nice either!”Her tears had ceased falling, but her face was sti
WILLA’S POV“Mommy, when is Daddy going to come and visit us? It’s been forever,” Calisto whined, laying himself across my abdomen, making us form a crooked cross on my bed, which the twins had decided should retain its needlessly enormous size.“It’s only been two weeks,” I said, reaching down to pat Calisto’s stomach in comfort.“It’s been forever,” he insisted. “Why does he have to leave anyway? He’s our dad! He’s ours.”“Yes,” I said slowly, trying to get him off of me as gently as I could. He obligingly budged, wiggling and sliding off my stomach until only his head remained perched on it. “But he is not just your Daddy. He’s also the Alpha King’s son, and he’s-”“Wait! Really?!” Calisto exclaimed excitedly, jumping up into a sitting position. “Daddy’s the Alpha King’s son?! Does that mean the Alpha King is our Grandpa?”“We can’t call him Grandpa, Cal.” Gillian chimed in from where she was lying on her back on the floor—a penchant that stubbornly remained unchanged no matter my
GALLAHAN’S POVElodie was beautiful.I cannot deny it. But her beauty didn’t stir anything inside of me. No awe. No admiration. No attraction. No lust.So unlike how I would always feel whenever I saw Willa.Fucking hell… I would rather be in her homey little cottage than be here.But then again… Needs must. So I would have to stay put here and endure until I have swayed either Elodie or her father to agree to the cancellation of this blasted betrothal arrangement, without incurring any ramification I continued to watch closely as Elodie entered the dining hall with the kind of grace that rivalled Zuleika’s, even though her gait was measured and precise. Such calculated movement made her seem like she was gliding through ice, instead of walking on a fucking old floor of a castle, the simple deep blue dress she wore billowing along like an ocean’s waves.The dress was quite a striking contrast against her ivory skin that looked supple and smooth. Matched it with the way her face was
WILLA’S POVFor nearly all of my life, I had dreamed of the moment I would finally meet my fated mate. But never in my wildest imagination did I ever think I would meet him in the middle of a violent battle, fighting for opposing and irreconcilable causes.And yet… Here I was.I stood frozen in place as my hold around my daggers loosened slightly.It seemed as if the world blurred into nothing, while time took on an odd shift, moving sluggishly in slow motion. But my heart defied the seemingly slow ticking of time as it thundered in my chest, clamoring for the magnificent wolf standing in front of me.His thick pelt that was darker than the gloom of the bloody night looked unfairly silky underneath the brilliance of the waxing gibbous moon. His eyes glowed a vibrant amber, so beautiful in their depth that they almost looked like an endless pool of liquid gold.“My mate,” I called out even though I knew my voice would simply drown in the noisy din of the battle.But the wolf seemed to h...
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