My lips twitched as my gaze raked across Cherry with humor. Was that what we’d just done, made up? Twice.
As Cherry flushed, I remembered we had an audience and said, “We are a hundred percent made up. In fact, we’re best friends forever, Fern.”
Fern squealed happily, which in turn, brought Lara to the door. Cherry reintroduced me to Fern’s nanny. Then, Cherry invited me in, and Fern entertained me in the living room by showing me each of the toys I’d bought for her and telling me about them. Meanwhile, Cherry chatted to Lara and thanked her for spending the night, reassuring her that her “work” emergency had been resolved. So that’s what she’d told Lara and Fern. I was pleased that no one else knew how distressed Cherry had been. I knew how much she prided herself on being able to handle everything herself. And I knew how capable she was of doing so. After all, she’d done everything by herself for seven
“You lucky bastard,” my Beta said, and I knew from his tone he was grinning happily for me. “And Fern? Did Cherry tell you whether–” “She’s mine,” I said. “I knew it,” Bert said. “Now, you really are the luckiest bastard under the moon.” “I know,” I said, a smile spreading over my face. I was blessed by Nuu- Chah. And I wasn’t about to take these gifts given to me for granted. Never again. “Listen,” I said, “I’m going to stay in Berlin for a while.” “Stay as long as you need, Dylan,” my Beta said. “You’ve got this, my Alpha. I’ll hold things down at the fort.” “Thank you, my Beta,” I said, honoring him with his title too. “We’ll talk soon.” I hung up, letting my decision solidify. I felt the certainty of Nuu-Chah’s will in me strongly. I was Alpha of Starsmoon and submitted to nothing and no one, except my love. Pleasure rippled through me as I remembered how exquisite it had been to give my mate exactly what she wanted. Cherry’s comma
CherryI’d taken Dylan to a local bistro for lunch after I’d heard that he particularly liked the schnitzel he’d tried in Berlin. I contentedly watched him devour his lunch, and then we returned to the store and studio for the afternoon. Despite all of my assistant designer Maisy’s teasing, I wasn’t able to restrain myself from “checking in” on Dylan again downstairs in the store.My sales assistants had already told me at lunchtime what a stellar job he’d done all morning. Apparently, the sales were noticeably up with Dylan working the floor too. As I lingered at the bottom of the stairs, watching his tall, muscular form strut across the room, I could well believe it. I was sure that all the female customers would only too gladly receive any attention my handsome mate gave them.I studied the strong profile of his face, the edge of his jaw, cheekbones, and the slope of his nose. Already, I felt greedy for his atte
He laughed. “Of course. The suit I ordered,” he said, an enigmatic smile on his face as he looked at me. He studied the designs. “It’s wonderful. You do have exquisite taste.” Amusement crept into his voice as he added, “I mean, that claret dress is a real stunner.” His comment had me picturing the customer in it again and the way she’d laid her hand on Dylan’s chest.Mine, something deep within me, growled, and my hand instinctively shot to his chest, stroking Dylan as his eyes danced with amusement and… desire. I knew what he was trying to do. He was teasing me to try to draw out that primal side of me that wanted to mark what belonged to me: him.Aware that my employee was still in the room and would be for another couple of hours, as well as those in the store downstairs, I suggested sweetly, “I could murder a coffee right now. Any chance you’d grab me one while I finish off some stuff here, D
Dylan“Bert?” I answered the phone quickly, tension vibrating through me. “What’s wrong?”“Nothing, Dylan.” My Beta’s voice rumbled reassuringly. “I was just phoning to check in,” he explained, sounding surprised at my troubled tone.I unclenched my jaw, feeling my shoulders relax too. I didn’t know why, but I’d been on edge the last couple of days like I was waiting for something to happen… something bad.I was sitting in the study of my townhouse, having come over here to work in my study on a bit of pack business. I generally only used the townhouse for my work. I’d basically moved into Cherry’s apartment, knowing it suited her and Fern best to stay there. It was Saturday, so Cherry was doing overtime in the store. The gentle whisper of Fern’s voice soothed me, her tones stirring from the living room where she was playing.“Are you all right?&r
My daughter’s dark eyes skimmed my face seriously, and I felt the quiet weigh me down as I waited for a second time to see if this little girl that I already loved would accept me.“I like you very much,” Fern said decidedly. “So I’m pleased you’re my dad.” With that, she hugged me, and I squeezed her tight. She asked excitedly, “Can I put on my party dress now?”Cherry had designed and made her a special princess dress just like Elsa’s, her favorite Disney princess, and she’d been desperate to put it on since waking. But Cherry had rightly said she could wear it after pancakes. The syrup stains on Fern’s pajamas showed what a wise decision that had been.“Go ahead, Sweetie,” I said, borrowing Cherry’s endearment for her. Because she was mine too, and she now knew it.As Fern rushed off excitedly, I collapsed back into the sofa, feeling flattened by the huge wave of
Besides, my dad, we’d have Dylan’s parents back in our lives too. I knew things could be rocky at first, given how Dylan’s choosing to pursue me meant that he’d gone against the old Alpha’s wishes. But I knew Chris and Heather were good people. And I was sure once they’d met Fern, their granddaughter, they’d be pleased to have us back in their lives. The idea of my daughter having such an extended network of family after having just me for so long seemed like something in favor of the move too.Yet, the idea of going back wasn’t all roses. I looked around at the vast, airy studio. I’d withdrawn a lot from Dylan over the last couple of days, hiding in my work and pulling a few late nights while he spent time with Fern. As much as I wanted to be with my mate, I felt as if I was already grieving for the business I’d have to let go of.I stared around at the long white tables where final prototypes lay. The intern
The heart under question drummed against my ribcage with an ever- quickening rhythm as if it knew it was the topic of conversation.I thought of how much the last few weeks had meant to me. Of how much Dylan’s pursuing me to Berlin, of persevering with nurturing our mating bond, and then showing me every day how much he loved Fern and me.“I love him, Bert. I can’t imagine ever being away from him again.” I laughed, realizing how true that was and finally feeling the tension that had built within me effervesce. Every day he wasn’t with me here at the store was a daily struggle, which was more often of late, given how much pack business he’d had to take care of remotely.“I swear by Nuu-Chah, he is my one true mate,” I said, feeling my decision take root within me.“Good,” Bert said the smile back in his voice. “After I get off the phone, I’m gonna howl at the moon in celebration. But
Then doubts skittered across my mind. What if Cherry seemed subdued when I showed her the plans? If she was hesitant, did it mean she was backtracking on the decision she’d made yesterday? I realized I was worried about how things had gone at the store today. Perhaps Cherry would have rethought things.Fern’s footsteps sounded as she ran out into the hallway to hug her mom as usual on her return. Our daughter’s footfalls soon took her back to her teddy tea party while Cherry joined me in the living room. She cocked her head and zeroed in on the rolled-up paper in my hands.“I have a surprise for you,” I explained, my voice surer than I felt.Again, that sense of doubt zipped through me. What if Cherry’s going to the store today had got her thinking about all she was giving up?Before I could talk myself out of it, I pulled Cherry down onto the floor, where I kneeled down. Holding one end of the paper, I unrolled the par
Fern's PerspectiveI never imagined I'd be standing in front of Giovanni at a moment like this. Six years had passed—six years enough for me to almost forget that painful memory, those deep and tangled emotions. But today, fate had brought me face-to-face with those eyes, eyes that once pierced so deeply into my heart.My heart pounded so hard it felt like it might jump out of my chest. Instinctively, I hid Daniel behind me, doing my best to block Giovanni's view. Even though I knew Giovanni's gaze was far sharper than I'd ever anticipated. My body tensed, frozen, barely able to move, and the clash of reason and in
Fern's PerspectiveThe banquet hall glittered with lights, and the magnificent crystal chandeliers cast a soft glow, illuminating every corner of the ancient manor. The atmosphere of the dinner party was both luxurious and formal; the guests wore stunning gowns, raising their glasses and conversing merrily. Meanwhile, I moved through this world that didn't belong to me, not part of the inner circle, not the true star of the evening, but an outsider— a woman who had to play a part to keep her and her son's secret safe.My fingers brushed over the trays filled with food and drinks, passing them absentmindedly to the guests. Every time our eyes met, I felt the crushing pain and guilt deep within me. For six years, I had done my best to keep myself and my son, Daniel, away from his world and the wolves of his powerful pack. But every time I looked into Giovanni's familiar eyes, I couldn't help but recall all the unpleasant memories—our love, the promises we made, and the unchangeable fate
Daniel's Perspective My heart was racing, and I knew I shouldn't be here, especially not at this hour. But I couldn't stay at home any longer, waiting alone for my mother to return. She had promised she would be back soon, but it had been so long—so long with no word—that my anxiety was growing by the minute. I could feel that nagging unease, as if some kind of danger was drawing near. After all, my mother worked under that man's command. I knew I had to find her and make sure she was safe. I cautiously slipped through the back door of the manor and made my way around the edge of the party grounds. Despite the grandeur of the manor—tall statues and intricate flower arrangements—my focus never wavered from the direction of the main entrance. My mother's presence was a constant weight in my mind. But as soon as I stepped into the hall, I was struck dumb by the sight before me. It was a world completely different from what I had imagined, bathed in golden light and fille
Fern's PerspectiveNight fell, and the stars scattered across the sky, their light spilling over the city like a silver curtain.I stood to one side, my eyes scanning the ballroom, but my heart ached.Six years of living in hiding had taught me to conceal my emotions and act as though nothing had changed. But when I saw that familiar face standing with another woman, it was impossible to suppress the turmoil in my chest.Giovanni, the man who had once made my heart race, was standing at the main table, conversing with several VIPs. Even after all these years, I could still clearly remember his deep eyes, his chiseled jaw, and the commanding presence that had always been impossible to ignore.I didn't dare look directly at him, much less expose myself to his gaze. Tonight, my mission was simple: avoid contact with him as much as possible, finish my work, and leave as quickly as I could."Diana, you look a little nervous." A low voice suddenly whispered i
Giovanni's PerspectiveI looked her straight in the eyes, and a flicker of complex emotions swept through my mind. I could feel the strong Alpha aura around her—indeed, such an existence was enough to match me, both in terms of lineage and ability. Yet, there was an undeniable resistance deep within my heart."Perhaps," I replied softly. I didn't want to give a definitive answer, but I also didn't want to make Elena feel entirely rejected.Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room froze, and something felt off. The moment Elena and I locked eyes, I sensed a faint fluctuation of BOND from her—subtle, but enough to make my heart skip a beat.But it seemed impossible.For a split second, Diana's face flashed through my mind.Elena seemed to sense my doubt, and a faint smile tugged at the corner of her lips."You must be wondering why we from the Blood Moon Wolf Pack are here, right?" she said softly.My brows furrowed slightly. Was it poss
Giovanni's PerspectiveI stood in the vast rotunda, my eyes fixed coldly ahead. The golden chandeliers cast a warm glow, their light reflecting off the walls adorned with the emblems of the wolves.This feast was no ordinary one—it marked the beginning of new alliances and promises.The long table at the center of the hall was draped with an ornate white tablecloth, decorated with exquisite dishes and drinks. Yet, to me, it all seemed to pale in comparison, unable to ease the deep-seated resistance I felt."Alpha, you seem a little distracted," Tobias whispered from the sidelines. Dressed in a formal black suit, his demeanor was calm, but a flicker of concern flashed in his eyes.I shook my head softly, took a deep breath, and glanced up. "Just bracing myself for the stress of being a VIP." I didn't particularly enjoy the feeling of being watched."You don't have to carry it all alone," Tobias said. "The Elders are waiting for you, too—they're ready for the Blood Moon Wolves."I nodde
Fern's PerspectiveThe day's work was finally over. Night had fallen, and the city's lights began to twinkle to life. I stood by the window of my office, watching the hurried figures below, but a heaviness settled in my heart. Though everything had seemed calm during the day, I knew this calm was nothing more than the quiet before the storm. Giovanni's growing interest in me, that nagging sense of familiarity, had become more pronounced. It unsettled me, amplifying the dilemma I couldn't escape.I couldn't let him get close so easily, not when I had buried the past so deep in my heart. That painful memory had cost me far more than I ever expected. I had thought I'd be free of him, that I'd never again be haunted by what we once were. But now, standing before him once again, it felt like everything had come full circle. That indescribable pull, always tethering me to the past, was still there, and I couldn't escape it."Diana, what's wrong?" Marianne's voice snapped me back to reality.
Giovanni's PerspectiveI sat in a high-backed chair in my office, watching the city lights slowly flicker on outside the window. The night had draped itself like a black cloak, swallowing up the day's clamor in silence. The world before me seemed to blur, hidden beneath the mask of hypocrisy that veiled endless power and suspicion. As the leader of the wolves, I had long grown accustomed to navigating in the darkness, searching for every pivot point that could anchor me more firmly in place.But tonight, my thoughts were anything but calm and clear. A moment ago, I sensed an unfamiliar fluctuation in power—a presence unlike any wolf pack member I'd ever encountered, and not from any bloodline I knew. It was a force of werewolf blood, primal and undeniable, impossible to conceal, and yet... familiar. In that instant, I stopped what I was doing, my gaze deepening as my brow furrowed in concentration.Where was this aura coming from? I strain
Fern's PerspectiveI stood in the kitchen, staring out the window at the fading sunset, my mind in turmoil. Daniel had been especially quiet today. When he came back from school, instead of running out into the yard to play as he usually did, he sat inside the house, staring blankly at the wall. I had tried to talk to him, but Daniel spoke without a hint of a smile, his face distant and expressionless.But today felt different—everything seemed out of place, because it was the night of the full moon.I knew that Daniel wasn't just an ordinary kid. The Alpha werewolf bloodline from Giovanni flowed through him, but more than that, the savage power of the moon that resided within him seemed even stronger. This was something Peter, the wizard, had told us when Daniel was born. That unusual power lay dormant in him, but it could explode at any moment.Though he was still young, I could often feel that power stirring within him. I had tri