WILLA’S POVLewis’ arrival was both a boon and a curse.A boon because it was the slap in the face that I needed to wake up from the spell of Gallahan’s addictive existence, scent, kiss and touch. A curse because Lewis, as much as I loved the man, was an oblivious human fool.“Come on,” I whispered impatiently, pulling him along with me.Unfortunately for me, he was a big man who wouldn’t budge with just a bit of tugging and pulling.“But Willa, there’s a bit of blood on your fingertips!” Lewis took my hand, lifted it close to his face, and inspected my fingers. “Are you hurt?”“No, I am not hurt,” I answered quickly, pulling my hand free from his grip. “But you will be, if you don’t come with me this instant.”Lewis frowned and crossed his arms. “What’s going on with you? I looked for you and our beautiful twins at the feast, but the three of you weren’t there.”I barely suppressed a frustrated groan. I badly wanted to zip Lewis’ mouth shut, because I just knew that he could set off
WILLA’S POVI was bubbling with excitement to see Calisto and Gillian as I entered the two-storey cottage I had called my home for the last six years. But a dark and heavy foreboding feeling quelled the excitement when I noticed the lack of bustle and life.I had expected to be welcomed by the happy chatter and twinkling laughter of my children.Instead, I was greeted by silence.Eerie silence.Dread rolled my stomach into a tight knot. Did Gallahan and his men somehow find my home and took my children away?But that was impossible. I had asked Sarina to re-establish the protective enchantments around the house and make them stronger. She was also looking after the twins, and she would’ve put up a fight until the cottage cave in before letting anyone lay a finger on Calisto and Gillian. “Er, Willa?” Lewis murmured as he followed me further into the house with cautious steps. “I think something is terribly wrong. You said the twins should be here.”I wanted to say something, but I cou
GALLAHAN’S POVI knew I was dampening the festive mood in the Glass Dome, but I didn’t give a flying fuck.I meandered my way through the mingling and celebrating crowd that huddled into smaller groups of friends, a menacing glower stuck on my face.I easily spotted Zuleika and Maliya, standing at the sideline near a deserted table, like they were a pair of wallflowers. Still, they stood out from the sheer absence of joviality that the others clearly had.“Gallahan, were you able to talk to Willa?” Zuleika asked as soon as I was within hearing range.She handed me a goblet of mead, her eyes looking at me questioningly.“Disaster,” I grumbled before chugging my drink empty.The sweet liquid slid down my throat smoothly as I silently half-wished it was a strong whiskey instead.“Oh… But did you see your children?”“No,” I answered tersely.Maliya sighed, picked up the decanter of the mead and refilled my goblet.“Don’t they have anything stronger than this?” I complained beneath my brea
WILLA’S POVI paced around the room as I waited for my family to arrive, leaving Lewis to comfort Sarina.I honestly didn’t have the mind, nor the emotional capacity, to cater to her at the moment. Because I was barely holding myself together as it was.My twins…My beautiful, beautiful twins…Without the parental blood link binding them to me as their guide and protector, their inner wolves were bound to take over and dominate them. Their inner wolves would go rogue with no one to keep them in line. That would catastrophically lead the twins to losing their humanity completely.My children could become real and proper forest wolves, and it was all because of me and Gallahan.What kind of mother…I closed my eyes, trying to stop more tears from falling. But my effort was all in vain. There was no way I could stop crying in this situation.I was about to lose Calisto and Gillian, all because I was prideful and I was a liar. The words I spat out to Gallahan did this to them, and…My pac
GALLAHAN’S POV I was getting antsy as the seconds bled into minutes, and minutes blurred into eternity. At least it felt like eternity since the Alfieros left the feast. But none of the celebrating crowd seemed to mind the absence of their Alpha and his family. It was as if only Zuleika, Maliya and I noticed their early exit from the exuberant revelry after the Ascension Rite. “How many minutes has it been again?” I asked, looking around for an Alfiero among the throng of people. Maliya let out a soft groan of annoyance. “It’s only been ten minutes, Gee. Seriously, you’ve asked this question a hundred times since they left.” I tousled my hair with my hands, unable to simply stand still anymore. Just then, a light blue wisp of glittering magic appeared before me. It then took on the form of a cute little hummingbird while retaining its wispy and translucent state. It seemed harmless enough, so I let it perched itself onto my shoulder. Then I cast a glance at Zuleika and Maliya, n
WILLA’S POV“I cannot believe this,” Dad muttered for the thousandth time as he continued to march all over the living area. “Gallahan Wick!? The Gallahan Wick of the Culling Army?!”I no longer offered him any reaction and just kept staring at the door as I mentally willed Gallahan to arrive.Even then, there was a loud pessimistic voice in my head that kept telling me he wouldn’t come. That after what I had said and done to him tonight, he wouldn’t even deign to spare me a single second of his time.I did my best in silencing the doubtful and insecure thoughts to the point of justifying my actions. That I had every right as a mother to decide whether Gallahan would be a worthy man to be welcomed in the twins’ lives. That, after the threats Gallahan spewed, he deserved to be shoved and strangled.“Goodness me! I cannot believe that of all people…”“Wendell, please. He is Willa’s fated mate and the twins’ father. There is nothing to be done but ask for his help.”“I know, okay?!” Dad
GALLAHAN’S POV The door flung open quite harshly, and the sight that welcomed me was of Willa. Her eyes were slightly wide, as if she couldn’t believe I actually came. They were mildly puffy and pink-rimmed from crying, and a few of her lashes were clumped together from the tears she had shed. Her complexion was ashen, looking like the current situation had completely drained her of her blood. Even her slightly parted lips, the ones that I just kissed earlier tonight, appeared alarmingly pale. Still, she remained unfairly beautiful. And seeing her this wrecked and distraught eviscerated most of my frustration and anger at her. “You came,” she said in a whisper. I gave her a small but polite nod. Then, carefully keeping my voice even and cool, I replied with a simple, “Of course, I did.” And the rest of what I wanted to say remained safely tucked in mind: ‘There is no way I would ever not go to you and our pups. Hellfire could raze the world, and I would still find you on
GALLAHAN’S POV“That is not a problem for me,” I said carefully, keeping my voice even and my face passive to try and hide my glee over the fact that after six fucking long years, my bond with Willa would finally be complete. “The person you should be talking to now is Willa. She loathes me with burning passion, so… I believe it’s her who needs to be sat down with and be talked to. I highly doubt she will agree.”Bullcrap.I was certain Willa had already agreed. As a mother, there was no way she wouldn’t swallow her pride for the sake of our children. Greggory Alfiero wouldn’t also have brought this up if he knew his own granddaughter didn’t consent.“Willa has already agreed,” Greggory replied, levelling me with his gaze that was slightly unnerving in its shrewdness. “She is willing to do whatever is necessary for Calisto and Gillian.”“Then all is well.”“Indeed,” he said slowly, his eyes still studying my face as if trying to decipher the thoughts and emotions that lay beneath my c
GALLAHAN’S POVI wasn’t an empty-headed man. I was well-educated, and I held a good degree of self-awareness. But I was long aware of the fact that I had a very short temper and that I had a very abysmal control over my emotions.Heck, I had a long list of instances where I lost grip on rationality, snapped, and acted purely on rage.So really, it wasn’t so out of character for me to immediately scowl upon seeing the sight of William setting down a sleeping Gillian on the couch when I got to the bottom landing of the staircase.And it surely wasn’t atypical of me to be immediately rankled when William adjusted his stance, standing in an angle that shielded my daughter out of my view, as soon as he realized it was me.So, almost on instinct, a low rumbling sound, reminiscent of a warning growl, reverberated out of my mouth.It set off William, his pale green eyes taking on a deeper and more vibrant shade. He returned the sound I made in kind, baring his teeth as he did so.“Take a step
WILLA’S POVBOTH.We ended up doing both.And bloody hell, it was so damn good.I didn’t think I'd ever felt this sated and blissed out before.And yet, Gallahan was still trying to draw me into another round, as if he hadn’t even had half of his fill.“You’re quite insatiable, aren’t you?” I teased with a sigh as he carried me out of the bathroom after a round of shower sex.“For you? Yeah,” he answered with a smug grin, settling me down on my writing desk with nothing but my robe keeping me decently covered.Meanwhile, Gallahan only had a white towel wrapped around his waist.“You’re just too… tempting. Too… addicting,” he said softly, nosing along the line of my jaw while his hands danced dangerously along the tie of my robe.“Seriously, you need to stop,” I said, bubbling a little with laughter and pushing him away from me. “It’s already pretty late in the night. We just stepped out of the bath, and we have to eat dinner.”But Gallahan was nothing if not stubborn. So he didn’t bud
GALLAHAN’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