LIANA’S POVReed was exhausted.I could see it in the way his shoulders sagged, in the tight set of his jaw, in the way his fingers curled around his briefcase like he was holding onto something more than just leather and paperwork.The moment he stepped into the house, I didn’t give him a chance to argue. “Come with me,” I said, taking his hand firmly. He didn’t resist. He let me lead him up the stairs, our steps quiet against the polished wood. I could feel the tension radiating from him, thick and suffocating, but he didn’t say a word. When we reached his room, I gently took the briefcase from his hand, setting it aside. Then I turned to him, my fingers already reaching for his jacket.He exhaled heavily, but he didn’t stop me.Carefully, I slid the heavy material off his shoulders, letting it fall onto the nearby chair. Then my fingers moved to his tie, loosening the knot with slow, deliberate movements. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed, but he still didn’t say anything.
REED’S POVIt has been two hours and Liana was still clinging to me.Her warmth, the lightness of her touch, the way she practically bounced on her feet—it was a stark contrast to the crushing weight in my chest. She had no idea what was coming, no idea that the very foundation of her life was about to shift beneath her feet.But she deserved to know.I inhaled deeply, keeping my grip firm on her as I leaned down slightly. “Come on, we need to go downstairs.”She pulled back, her bright eyes narrowing slightly. “Why?”I hesitated, searching for the right words. “There’s something important we need to talk about.”Confusion flickered across her face, but it was quickly replaced with curiosity. “Like what?”I sighed. “It’s a family discussion. Everyone needs to be there.”That seemed to intrigue her more than concern her. Instead of questioning me further, she grinned and grabbed my hand, lacing her fingers through mine as she tugged me toward the door.“Fine, but you’re making it sound
SERAPHINE’S POVShe was standing right there.So close.My daughter. My child.For nineteen years, I had carried nothing but the memory of her—the weight of her absence pressed into my chest like an iron brand. I had pictured this moment a thousand times, dreamed of it on the rare nights when I allowed myself to believe she was still out there, still breathing, still alive. But now that she was standing right in front of me, I couldn’t move. My throat locked, a choked sound rising and dying before it could leave my lips. She was so much more than I had imagined. Her eyes—my Goddess, her eyes—were mine. That same deep shade of stormy gray, filled with unspoken questions and quiet strength. Her hair tumbled over her shoulders in dark waves, the way mine used to before time and grief had dulled its luster. She looked so much like me, yet there was something about her stance, something about the way she held herself, that belonged entirely to him. Eliana. I wanted to say her name,
REED’S POVThe air in the room turned to ice. My breath hitched. My muscles locked. Did I hear her right? Callum did. His chair scraped against the wooden floor as he shot to his feet, eyes blown wide. “What?” His voice was a razor’s edge, sharp enough to cut through bone. “You’re Maddox’s wife?” Seraphine’s jaw tensed, but she didn’t look away. Callum let out a sharp, humorless laugh, shaking his head as if he couldn’t believe it. “You’re Maddox Gray’s wife. The same Maddox who murdered our father. The same bastard who burned our home down and left us for dead. And we let you in.” His hands curled into fists. His voice cracked. “We opened our doors to Maddox Gray’s wife!” His words rang through the room like a gunshot.Malcolm went pale. Asher shoulders stiffened. I could hear his breathing, slow and controlled—too controlled. I knew he was trying to keep himself from snapping. My own stomach twisted with something between fury and betrayal. I kept my hands clenched at my side
LIANA’S POVThe cold air burned my lungs as I ran. Barefoot. Blind. Desperate. I didn’t know where I was going, and I didn’t care. My legs moved on their own, driven by the storm raging inside me. The forest swallowed me whole, its towering trees stretching into the night sky, their gnarled branches clawing at the moonlight. Shadows flickered between the trunks, but I kept running, crashing through the underbrush, my breath coming in sharp, uneven gasps.I needed to get away.Away from the house. Away from Seraphine. Away from everything. My mother. My mother was alive. The words echoed in my head, looping over and over until they lost meaning, became just sounds rattling inside my skull. My mother, the woman I had never known, had just appeared—like a ghost stepping out of the past. A ghost who had left me. A ghost who had abandoned me.Tears blurred my vision, but I didn’t stop. I ran faster, deeper into the night, until the distant glow of the house disappeared behind the trees.
REED’S POVThe wind howled through the trees, a relentless, eerie whisper that did nothing to ease the frustration burning inside me. I held Liana close, her small, trembling body pressed against mine as her ragged breaths hit my chest. She was shaking, whether from fear or exhaustion, I didn’t know. All I knew was that I almost lost her tonight.I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to take a deep breath as I pulled back just enough to look at her face. Her skin was cold, her lips slightly parted, her dark eyes hollow with shock. But she refused to look at me.That only made my frustration grow. “Why?” My voice came out sharp, cutting through the silence. “Why the hell did you run off like that?” She flinched slightly but said nothing. I was trying to be patient—I really was. I knew she had been through too much already. Finding out that the mother she thought had abandoned her was still alive, learning that everything she believed about her past wasn’t the full truth—it was a lot to
LIANA. I woke up before dawn, as always. No one else in the house stirs this early, but that was by design. If I let the sun rise before I’m on my feet, my mother would make sure I regret it. I slipped silently from my bed on the cold floor—my room was barely a space in the attic, but it was all they allowed me. With my bare hands, I scrubbed the kitchen floor, every creak and sigh of the house around me was a reminder that my family’s slumber depended on my silence. My stomach growled, hollow as always, but I bit my lip. Hunger was something I’ve grown used to. I got to eat only when they decided there was food left over, and most nights, that meant nothing at all. My body ached from work, and sometimes, I wondered if all this would be easier if I could just shift like everyone else. But I can’t. I’m wolfless—a constant source of their shame and their disappointment. I paused, just a moment, to stretch out my back, but the sound of footsteps snapped me to attention. My mother’s
LIANA. I forced my body to turn, despite the stabbing pain that shot up my legs with every slight movement. Through the haze of exhaustion, I could see them—my father and brother, watching me from a distance. Even at that moment, under the weak light cast by the rising moon, I could make out their faces. Their expressions were twisted, not with worry or even anger, but with something darker, something like satisfaction. My father cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled, at his voice slicing through the silence of the woods. “You’re as good as dead out here, Liana! Do you hear me?” He spat my name like it was a curse. “I hope they rip you apart. I’d be glad to be rid of you for good. I never want anything to do with you!” His words shattered whatever little strength I had left in me. I’d grown accustomed to their cruelty, to the way they treated me like a burden, a stain on their lives. But to hear him speak those words, to see him stand there, not even trying to hide his re
REED’S POVThe wind howled through the trees, a relentless, eerie whisper that did nothing to ease the frustration burning inside me. I held Liana close, her small, trembling body pressed against mine as her ragged breaths hit my chest. She was shaking, whether from fear or exhaustion, I didn’t know. All I knew was that I almost lost her tonight.I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to take a deep breath as I pulled back just enough to look at her face. Her skin was cold, her lips slightly parted, her dark eyes hollow with shock. But she refused to look at me.That only made my frustration grow. “Why?” My voice came out sharp, cutting through the silence. “Why the hell did you run off like that?” She flinched slightly but said nothing. I was trying to be patient—I really was. I knew she had been through too much already. Finding out that the mother she thought had abandoned her was still alive, learning that everything she believed about her past wasn’t the full truth—it was a lot to
LIANA’S POVThe cold air burned my lungs as I ran. Barefoot. Blind. Desperate. I didn’t know where I was going, and I didn’t care. My legs moved on their own, driven by the storm raging inside me. The forest swallowed me whole, its towering trees stretching into the night sky, their gnarled branches clawing at the moonlight. Shadows flickered between the trunks, but I kept running, crashing through the underbrush, my breath coming in sharp, uneven gasps.I needed to get away.Away from the house. Away from Seraphine. Away from everything. My mother. My mother was alive. The words echoed in my head, looping over and over until they lost meaning, became just sounds rattling inside my skull. My mother, the woman I had never known, had just appeared—like a ghost stepping out of the past. A ghost who had left me. A ghost who had abandoned me.Tears blurred my vision, but I didn’t stop. I ran faster, deeper into the night, until the distant glow of the house disappeared behind the trees.
REED’S POVThe air in the room turned to ice. My breath hitched. My muscles locked. Did I hear her right? Callum did. His chair scraped against the wooden floor as he shot to his feet, eyes blown wide. “What?” His voice was a razor’s edge, sharp enough to cut through bone. “You’re Maddox’s wife?” Seraphine’s jaw tensed, but she didn’t look away. Callum let out a sharp, humorless laugh, shaking his head as if he couldn’t believe it. “You’re Maddox Gray’s wife. The same Maddox who murdered our father. The same bastard who burned our home down and left us for dead. And we let you in.” His hands curled into fists. His voice cracked. “We opened our doors to Maddox Gray’s wife!” His words rang through the room like a gunshot.Malcolm went pale. Asher shoulders stiffened. I could hear his breathing, slow and controlled—too controlled. I knew he was trying to keep himself from snapping. My own stomach twisted with something between fury and betrayal. I kept my hands clenched at my side
SERAPHINE’S POVShe was standing right there.So close.My daughter. My child.For nineteen years, I had carried nothing but the memory of her—the weight of her absence pressed into my chest like an iron brand. I had pictured this moment a thousand times, dreamed of it on the rare nights when I allowed myself to believe she was still out there, still breathing, still alive. But now that she was standing right in front of me, I couldn’t move. My throat locked, a choked sound rising and dying before it could leave my lips. She was so much more than I had imagined. Her eyes—my Goddess, her eyes—were mine. That same deep shade of stormy gray, filled with unspoken questions and quiet strength. Her hair tumbled over her shoulders in dark waves, the way mine used to before time and grief had dulled its luster. She looked so much like me, yet there was something about her stance, something about the way she held herself, that belonged entirely to him. Eliana. I wanted to say her name,
REED’S POVIt has been two hours and Liana was still clinging to me.Her warmth, the lightness of her touch, the way she practically bounced on her feet—it was a stark contrast to the crushing weight in my chest. She had no idea what was coming, no idea that the very foundation of her life was about to shift beneath her feet.But she deserved to know.I inhaled deeply, keeping my grip firm on her as I leaned down slightly. “Come on, we need to go downstairs.”She pulled back, her bright eyes narrowing slightly. “Why?”I hesitated, searching for the right words. “There’s something important we need to talk about.”Confusion flickered across her face, but it was quickly replaced with curiosity. “Like what?”I sighed. “It’s a family discussion. Everyone needs to be there.”That seemed to intrigue her more than concern her. Instead of questioning me further, she grinned and grabbed my hand, lacing her fingers through mine as she tugged me toward the door.“Fine, but you’re making it sound
LIANA’S POVReed was exhausted.I could see it in the way his shoulders sagged, in the tight set of his jaw, in the way his fingers curled around his briefcase like he was holding onto something more than just leather and paperwork.The moment he stepped into the house, I didn’t give him a chance to argue. “Come with me,” I said, taking his hand firmly. He didn’t resist. He let me lead him up the stairs, our steps quiet against the polished wood. I could feel the tension radiating from him, thick and suffocating, but he didn’t say a word. When we reached his room, I gently took the briefcase from his hand, setting it aside. Then I turned to him, my fingers already reaching for his jacket.He exhaled heavily, but he didn’t stop me.Carefully, I slid the heavy material off his shoulders, letting it fall onto the nearby chair. Then my fingers moved to his tie, loosening the knot with slow, deliberate movements. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed, but he still didn’t say anything.
RAIDEN’S POVThe halls were too quiet.I knew something was wrong the moment the final bell rang and Seraphine was nowhere to be found. She hadn’t been in any of her classes. She hadn’t been in the dining hall during lunch. She hadn’t even been in the staff lounge where she usually went to grade papers. It wasn’t like her.Something was off.I had tried to ignore the gnawing worry in my chest, telling myself she had probably stepped out for something important. Maybe she wasn’t feeling well. Maybe she had a meeting. Maybe she had done something silly and Maddox had come for her. Maybe she had been caught by Kade. I couldn’t bring myself to stop thinking of all of the crazy possibilities of what might have happened her. The longer I went without seeing her, the harder it became to stay still.By the time the last class ended, I couldn’t take it anymore. I pushed past students in the hallway, heading straight for her office. My fingers curled into fists at my sides as my pace quicken
LILA’S POVThe moment my phone buzzed in my hand, I knew it was him. Kade. I exhaled slowly, pressing the phone to my ear. “What do you want?” I kept my voice even, indifferent, but my fingers clenched around the device.A low chuckle rumbled through the receiver. “Now, now, Lila. That’s not how you greet an old friend and family.”I ground my teeth. “You’re not my friend neither are you my family.”Kade only laughed, unfazed. “Fair enough, I’m still not your enemy. But we are business partners and we have an unfinished business and a new business to discuss. I have another job for you.”Of course, he did. That was all I had ever been to him—a tool, a weapon sharpened and wielded at his command. “I’ve done every damn job you’ve thrown at me,” I said, my voice sharp with quiet fury. “I kept my end of the bargain. It’s time for you to keep yours.”Silence stretched between us, thick and suffocating. Then, another chuckle—deeper, mocking. “Ah, Lila. You really think we’re done?” Kade’s
REED’S POVThe room was thick with tension, silence broken only by the occasional sound of Callum tapping his pen against the table. I stood at the head of the room, arms crossed, watching the faces of my brothers—Callum, Asher and Malcolm. They waited for me to speak, their expressions ranging from curiosity to impatience.Malcolm, ever the calm and analytical one, was the first to break the silence. “Are you sure about the name?” he asked, his tone cautious, his eyes narrowing as he searched my face. I didn’t hesitate. “I’m sure. She said her real name is Aurora Blackwood. She claimed to be Liana’s biological mother.”A low whistle escaped Callum’s lips. “Aurora Blackwood,”‘he repeated, leaning back in his chair with a smirk. “Now there’s a name I didn’t think I’d ever hear again.”Malcolm frowned, his jaw tightening. “Reed, this doesn’t make sense. If Aurora Blackwood is alive, why has she stayed hidden all these years? And why now? Why would she reach out now?”“She said she want