Hi my dearest readers, thank you for loving this story. This really means a lot to me. I've got a lot of insightful feedback, and I thought over each of your comments carefully. So I decided to straighten the whole story a little bit. You may find some plots missing, and some new added. But they're all worth it. Cherry'll soon suffer a lot while Dylan will regain his memory gradually. And Chelsea, of course, her true intention would be exposed as well... So much for the spoil alert. Hope you'll enjoy this story as always. Your support cannot be more valued. Love you all!!!
CherryBefore leaving Lord Hill next morning coming, Fern asked me questions that break my heart. “Mommy, where are you going? Why am I not allowed to go with you?” She asked. I stopped packing and crouched to level my height with hers. “You know you'll have a little brother or sister soon, right? It needs special care now. Mommy has to go to a place where it'll get that care.” I tucked her hair behind her ears and smiled softly.“What about me, mommy?” “Uncle Bert will bring you over to visit me so we can be together. When you miss mommy, just tell Uncle Bert."“Okay, mommy. I'll be good, just like when you and daddy were away for your honeymoon." Fern nodded, still looking a bit uncertain. “Mommy will be back before you know it,” I whispered at Fern, hugging her tightly. As I packed up, Bert walked in the room, flashing a reassuring smile.Bert and I took Fern to school. Before getting out of the car, my daughter hugged me tightly, trying to tell me how much she didn't want to
CherryMy heart skipped a beat. Fear spiraled through my body and the only thing that I could think of was to go to Dylan right now.Bert blocked my way. “Where are you going Cherry?”“I need to see Dylan. I need to know how is he now.” I tried to walk past him, but he didn't budge.“Jason told me that Chelsea is there looking after Dylan now.”My jaw clenched at his statement.“Bert, please. Dylan is my mate. I need to be his side now...” My voice cracked, and Oliver started crying.I turned my back to Bert and rocked my body to hush Oliver.“And you'll go see Dylan with Oliver? You know we cannot let Chelsea know about Oliver!” Bert warned.“Go ahead and check on Dylan. Just give me a call as soon as you got there. And keep an eye at Chelsea too.” I held Oliver tighter in my arms, finally giving in.Bert nodded, r
Cherry In the visiting room of the police station, I was shaking when Bert finally showed up from meeting the culprit. “You know me best, Bert. You know that I would never do such a thing to Dylan. I love him, Bert. I will never hurt him...” Bert nodded at me. He wasn't suspicious of me, but there was something in his eyes that started to wreck up my nerves. “What is it? Did you talk to the culprit? What did he say? Is it someone we know?” I asked anxiously. Bert shook his head. “No. It's my first time seeing him. He is not from Lord Hills.” "Can I see and talk to him?" I needed to see the culprit and asked him to prove my innocence. “The officers consider you as the mastermind of the crime, Cherry. They won't allow you to—” Bert hesiated before talking. “But it wasn't me! I didn't order anyone to kill my mate, fuck!” I said, the last hope disappearing in my eyes. Left in despair, I hit my handcuffed hands against the wooden table. “But the police traced a transaction
DylanI was soon discharged from the hospital, and returned to the pack with Chelsea.“Welcome back home, Dylan. I'm glad that you've finally recovered.” Right after closing the door of the bedroom, Chelsea touched the bandage on my forehead gently. "I was scared. I thought that I was going to lose you again…"“How could Luna Cherry be so cruel to you?! I won't just let it go!” Then her jaw suddenly clenched in anger.“She's already paying for her deeds.” I put my hand on her cheeks. “Don't worry honey. I will visit her in prison tomorrow.”“Huh? Are you sure? What for?” Chelsea asked, obviously unprepared for my plan.“Yes. I'll go and tell her that I'll do everything in my power to make sure she will rot in jail.” I nodded, gritted my teeth.“That works for me. But what about her family?” Chelsea agreed with my plan and then asked."What do
Dylan I was just at the third step from the door of our bedroom when I felt a pang banging my chest. Gasping, I looked around, but got no one but my wolf to ask what was going on with me. “What's with all this pain? Why do I feel like someone is beating me?” I asked inside my head. I was sure that my wolf had felt the pain too. But I got no response; instead, it was leading me somewhere. Holding the railings of the stairs, I sat on the step and clutched on my chest, as I felt a sharp pain as if someone was jumping over my body and breaking my rib. Breathing exasperatedly, my forehead knotted as my wolf continued to whisper something to my head. “What do you mean? You can't take over my body all the time! I won't allow you! We're not in a battle or something. It's just a plain day today,” I growled at it. But the pain in my chest just became even more intense. “I said you can't! Just stop!” I shouted at my wolf. My pupils dilated, and I felt a new surge of energy within
Chelsea Dylan was now sitting in the shotgun seat, his eyes closed. “Hunny, are you sleeping? We're almost back at home.” Not sure if he was asleep, I asked. “Dylan?” I called him again, but got no response still. I lightly tapped his arm, still nothing. He was in a deep sleep. “That's really a close one. You would have recalled everything if I didn't drop wolfsbane behind your ear in time.” A smirk drew in my lips. I gave Dylan another glare, and then gripped the steering wheel tightly. The anger was still boiling in my system after he suddenly stopped being all touchy and intimate to me earlier. The officer told me that Dylan came to rescue Cherry from all the inmates that I paid to beat her up. “Dylan, you might have forgotten about Cherry, but your wolf remembers her as your mate.” I stepped on the gas to accelerate the speed. “I'm afraid your wolf would take over again if Cherry suffers from physical pain once more.” I took a deep breath before slowing down. “I n
ChelseaThe next morning.I opened my eyes when I felt Dylan sit up, and found him checking himself and then looking around.I'd scattered empty wine bottles and wineglasses on the floor last night, so that I didn't have to explain anything if he asked. I must be a genius!“Morning, hunny.” I rolled towards Dylan's side and wrapped my arm around his waist.“Morning Chels. What did we do last night? Why am I having a sharp headache?” He asked, gripping his head.I pulled him back to bed and nuzzled on his chest.“What do you think could possibly happen between us, Dylan?” I asked rhetorically while my finger played with his chiseled chest.“W-We made love?” He asked with uncertainty.“Why do you sound surprised at that?” I asked, faking hurt in my voice.“N-No... I-I'm just confused. I remember nothing about last night,&rd
Chelsea The little girl looked up at Bert in confusion, as if she couldn't understand why she was not allowed to get close to her father. My jaw clenched. “Why the fuck did I have no idea that Dylan and Cherry had a child? And she is already seven years old?!” I whispered to myself. My insides were literally shaking in anger, but I needed to keep a cool facade. “Why didn't daddy answer me, Uncle Bert?” The little girl named Fern asked. “I have a daughter?” Dylan asked in disbelief. “You don't remember me, daddy? It's me, Fern, your little princess!” Fern stared back at Bert before he said anything. “Please take Fern upstairs, Maisy!” Bert called inside the room before a woman came over and took Fern away. I glanced at Dylan, who couldn't take his eyes off Fern when the child was dragged away from us, struggling. “Bert, is that little girl mine? She is my daughter...with Cherry? You sure this girl is not a bastard Cherry had with someone—” Bert could no longer stand
Fern's PerspectiveMy heart skipped a beat, and I immediately opened my eyes."...Fern..."His voice was faint, like the wind, yet it pierced my ears clearly. I jerked my head up to meet a pair of long-lost eyes.In an instant, my world collapsed.I threw myself into his arms, tears spilling uncontrollably, and finally let out a sob.—You're back."You're awake!" I was so overwhelmed with emotion that I nearly cried out, my tears already slipping down my cheeks.The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, a weak but warm smile forming. "Why... are you crying?""You were unconscious for so long... I thought..." I covered my mouth, unable to stop the sobs. All the strength drained from me in that moment, and I could no longer hold back. I jumped into his arms."I'm here..." he murmured weakly, gently stroking my back. "I'm back..."Giovanni's awakening shocked everyone. The pack received
Fern's PerspectiveHe's such a proud man. He's given so much to protect Daniel and me. He wouldn't just give up, would he?I forced myself to calm down, taking a deep breath before lifting my head with resolve."I want to see him."The hospital room was unnervingly quiet.He lay on the clean, white hospital bed, his face pale and bloodless. His chest rose and fell slowly, heavily. His once strong and powerful body was now covered in gauze and medical instruments, losing its former majesty.I slowly walked toward him, reached out, and gently held his hand. It was still warm, which reassured me, if only slightly."Can you hear me?" I murmured, my voice so soft it almost seemed to be swallowed by the wind.There was no response.I pressed my lips together, tears welling up in my eyes."You asked me to forgive you before, and I promised… so you can't just leave me like this." I choked out, my v
Fern's PerspectiveI rushed to catch up with Daniel in my arms, my heart pounding wildly, terrified beyond measure.He can't be okay… He can't be okay…The light in the hallway was dim and cold.Giovanni was wheeled into the emergency room, and the door slammed shut in front of me. I stood there, frozen, as if I had lost all strength."Mommy…" Daniel sobbed, tugging at my hand. Only then did I slowly snap back to reality, pulling him close and gently patting his back to soothe him. But my own body trembled slightly.Would he wake up?Would he open his eyes and look at me?I held Daniel tightly, my nails digging into my palms as I forced myself to stay calm. I can't break down. I can't let myself fall apart. But—"Fern," Tobias's voice rang out. He stood in the doorway of the emergency room, his gaze heavy with unspoken emotions."He…" My voice cracked. "He's going
Fern's PerspectiveHe should have been unconscious, but in that moment, he was like a demon returning from hell, furiously tearing through every enemy in his path. His body was still drenched in blood, with deep gashes on his back, exposing bone, yet he ignored the pain and ran toward me with single-minded determination.My heart raced in my chest, and once again, tears slipped down my face."Fern—!"He roared, throwing the last of the black-clad men aside and enveloping me in his arms. In that instant, it was as if I had truly come to life.But before we could catch our breath, Elena's laughter echoed in our ears."You really moved me, but…"She slowly raised the remote control in her hand, her eyes gleaming with twisted malice. "The game ends here."My pupils dilated in horror."Bomb countdown activated."Red lights blinked to life, and a sharp alarm blared from inside the warehouse
Fern's Perspective"Spare them..." His voice was low and raspy, as if the breath had been squeezed from deep within his throat—fragile yet firm.Elena laughed softly, her dagger at some point in her hand. The sharp tip of the blade gently slid down his cheek, leaving a fresh trail of blood on his already scarred skin. She leaned in close to him, whispering in his ear, "You really make me sick to my stomach, to have fallen this low. Didn't you always despise me? What now?"He didn't respond. He just opened his gray-blue eyes and gazed deeply into mine.My heart trembled.He was saying goodbye."No!" I struggled desperately, attempting in vain to rush toward him. But the man in black behind me held me down in an unrelenting grip, a cold gun barrel pressed against my back.Elena stood and turned to the henchman beside her, her tone chillingly calm. "Show him what humiliation truly means."Before I could reac
Fern's PerspectiveThe pungent stench of blood filled the entire warehouse, mixing with the rusty scent in the damp air, creating a nauseating atmosphere. My hands were bound behind my back, my knees sunk deep into the cold concrete floor, and my body had grown numb from the prolonged position. But the pain in my heart was unbearable, as if it were being scorched by an unrelenting fire, so intense that it stole my breath.Elena stood nearby, her heels echoing sharply on the ground like the bells of a death knell. She smiled, her narrow eyes glinting with the playful satisfaction of a victor, while several black-clad bodyguards behind her held Daniel down in a deadly grip. His mouth was gagged, and his eyes were wide with terror.But my gaze was fixed on the man before me—him, my MATE, my Alpha, the man I thought I'd never forgive in my life. Yet here he was, kneeling before Elena.I had never seen him so disheveled.His black
Fern's PerspectiveHowever, at that very moment, a loud bang shattered my thoughts—"BANG!" The warehouse door was viciously kicked open, sending dust flying and filling the air with a pungent, decaying smell. I instinctively opened my eyes, only to see a tall figure step through the doorway, standing frozen in the intersection of light and shadow, as if emerging from hell, radiating an unmissable aura.That figure was all too familiar to me—it was Giovanni.My heart skipped a beat, overwhelmed with a mix of surprise and pain. I hadn't expected Giovanni to be here, and even though I had long accepted that there was no going back to the past between us, seeing him in front of me still made my heart race and left me momentarily breathless.Elena clearly hadn't anticipated this turn of events either. My face immediately darkened, my gaze fixed on Giovanni like a viper's, and I drew a pitch-black pistol, aiming it menacingly at my
Fern's PerspectiveNight had fallen, and the air felt heavy with humidity, making it suffocating and uncomfortable. My heart raced faster than usual, and every step I took felt like it weighed a ton. My grip on the car keys tightened, and my eyes locked on the deserted warehouse ahead. I knew instinctively that nothing was going to be easy tonight, but there was no turning back. I didn't even let myself consider it.I tightened the collar of my jacket and took a deep breath, feeling a wave of suffocating pressure. Daniel's silhouette kept haunting my thoughts—the one closest to my bloodline, the one child who still didn't know who he truly was. I instinctively knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, I couldn't allow Daniel to be harmed.The doors to the warehouse were closed, and a disconcerting silence hung in the air. I knew Elena had anticipated my arrival. As I approached the door, I gazed at the faded iron gate, hearing the bea
Fern's PerspectiveThere was a strange tension in the air when I got home. The moment I opened the door, a gust of icy wind hit my face. The house seemed unnaturally quiet, and the air felt thick and heavy. I couldn't shake the growing sense of unease rising in my chest.The place was a mess. Papers were scattered across the table, a few books had been knocked off the bookshelf, and shoes and clothes were strewn across the floor, suggesting that something had happened here. My heart sank as I quickly scanned the room, my eyes darting to every corner of the living room, searching for the one person I was most familiar with—my son, Daniel."Daniel?" I called out, my voice sounding weak as it echoed through the empty house, but there was no answer. My heart began to race, and my brow furrowed as I hurried through each room, checking every detail. The kitchen, the bedrooms, the bathrooms—everywhere was empty. There was no sign of Daniel.