Valeria POVThe loud sound of a pup crying rang out in the hospital ward, and I fell to the bed, weak. I looked at the nurses as they carried my pup, wrapping him up with a white blanket.“It’s a boy, Luna,” they said, their eyes shining with nothing but happiness.“Bring him,” I said, my voice hoarse as I sat up weakly. They brought him to me, putting him in my hands. He immediately stopped crying the moment he was in my arms; he squirmed around in my arms, making sounds that were melting my icy heart.“Leave,” I said. They bowed their heads, walking away. I looked at the little boy in my arms, and my heart was only beating in happiness I hadn’t felt in months.“He looks so much like him,” Sofia said. She was right; he looks so much like Damien; I have never seen a pup look so much like their parents as a newborn. You might be wondering what happened after that tragic night. Well, as the moon goddess said, I woke up the next day, and I was in the Midnight Pack hospital, passed out on
Valeria POV“When will they be arriving?” I asked, staring at Collin.“They are on their way, Luna,” he said, and I nodded my head, looking at the papers.“Is there anything else you need?” he asked. I shook my head no, and he bowed his head, leaving. I continued with my paperwork, checking the names of the pack arriving. Houses are provided for them; they will be able to settle in this month. The door burst open, and I looked up, breathing out.“How many times do I tell you both not to barge in when I’m working?” I asked, staring at the brown and blue-eyed boys. They smile sheepishly, walking in like they own the room.“What are you doing, mom?” Egan asked me, finding his way to my laps, and Daus did the same thing, and I sighed, carrying the both of them up. They are not little pups anymore, but just loved to be carried. “What is this?” Daus asked, looking at the papers.“It’s adult work, little pups like you can’t understand,” I said. They continued looking at it, and I sighed, wo
Valeria POVIt was the next day, and Collin and I were inside the study together.“Has he replied?” I asked, growing anxious.“No,” he replied, and I sighed. I really need him to reply to me. I have lots of questions to ask about what transpired between the goddess and Lux. Collin looked at me like he had something to say, but chose to keep quiet. That’s how our relationship has been—strictly work and nothing else. He is still the beta, and I allowed him to live because I needed someone from this pack to give me information. I didn’t want any close relationship with Adrain or anything that would make me go to him, so Collin was the right person. Over the years, I have noticed changes in him, and he is truly hard-working. I saw a new side of him. I didn’t appreciate what he did back then, but I have learnt to forget about it and see the good side of him.“Speak,” I said. He looked at me, biting his lips nervously.“I just wanted to say you should relax, Luna; if he doesn’t respond, you
Damien POVI sat down in my study, mindlessly going through the papers on my table. I don’t know what is going on in my mind, but I know I am not concentrating on this paper. It’s been my usual habit to often pace off, staring at the walls mindlessly or just sitting around with my eyes closed. It all started after she left. She is a topic everyone avoids bringing to me; what is she doing? What is she up to? Is she Luna now? Does she and that bastard have pups together? I have no single clue. I sometimes wonder what goes on with her or the pack after that unfortunate night. I didn’t chase after Adrain after that night; my longing for war has long since reduced; I just don’t have any more purpose to do that. My phone rang, and I looked at the unknown number calling. I breathe out, deciding not to pick simply because I am not in the mood too. The phone rang again, and I wondered why this person was calling; this is my private number; not many people know it. The phone rang for the third
Damien POVI roam around the living room, biting my lips anxiously. We are in the night around 8, and Dante has informed me of her arrival. He didn’t give me any details except she came alone with the warrior driving the car, and I was even more anxious. She is not coming here to say hi after four years, right? “What is wrong with you, Damien?” Darcy asked, carrying her pup, Sean. He is 2 years old, and he is just like his dad. Personality-wise and looks. I sometimes see both of them together and wonder how me and my son would have looked together. Would he look like me? Would he look like her? Whose personality would he have? Would he be naughty and stubborn? I always wonder, but I never have an answer.“Can you stop roaming about? You are stressing Sean out,” she said, trying to calm the fuzzy pup. And I still continued ignoring her, and she groaned. It was just me, mom, Darcy, Joey, and Sam in the living room. I have no idea where dad is, but right now, I don’t care.“Seriously, D
Valeria POVSeeing Damien holding Egan so closely to him was the best thing a single mother like me can see. A single mother who had been hoping one day her son would meet his father. I try not to get affected by Daus being around his dad and getting to do whatever he wants with his dad, while my son watches on sadly. Sometimes I could only hug my son closely as he cries; what would I tell him? Your daddy and I separated so unjustifiably? The goddess who is supposed to protect us has been unfair by breaking the bond she gave us. Even if I had told him, he would have never understood.I am happy Adrain had given me a push to bring him here. I needed it all this time because I was contemplating and didn’t know how Damien would react to knowing he had a son. So that is why I left the pack house unnoticed. I took my son and a guard, and I only informed the guard I would be back soon after I was almost away from the pack house. Now seeing their hug made up of four years of him not being in
Valeria POV“He’s asleep,” Luna said, looking at Egan in my arms. I don’t know what he and Joey did, but they came back all fuzzy, and he slept off right in my arms. We have just been talking, catching up, and they asked me a lot about Egan. His name and what he likes—they didn’t ask me deep questions, which I appreciate. And Damien has been staring at me nonstop.“It’s past his bedtime; can you show me to the room, please?” I asked. “Damien would show it to you,” Luna said. I smiled, nodding my head. Then I stood up, my hand under his bum, to support him as he laid his head on my shoulders. Then I carried my hoodie, which I used to hide him. I didn’t want anyone to see him, because if they did, they would have informed Damien and ruined the surprise. Dante was curious, but I was happy he trusted me enough not to ask or even search me. Happy to know they still love and care about me. We walked away from the living room in silence, and Damien stopped. I turned to him, confused.“Can I
Valeria POVI turned in my sleep, hugging the most comfortable pillow I have ever owned in my life. Why is it so comfortable? I didn’t want to wake up, but I felt eyes on me. And who owns that comforting scent? I usually sleep alone or with Egan, but I know my son doesn’t smell that way, so I slowly opened my eyes, and Egan’s blue eyes were staring at me.“Good morning,” he chirped excitedly, and I wondered what was getting him so excited. I was confused a bit, but when I looked down, it all finally made sense. Damien’s blue eyes were staring at me, a smile on his face.“Good morning,” he said, his morning voice coming through. I took a deep breath, not minding our morning breath. I lived with that for months before, and we kissed and did the nasty, so I am used to it. I cleared my throat, sitting up.“Good morning,” I said, running a hand through my hair. Egan giggled, looking at my flush cheeks. Then he squealed as Damien carried him up from his hips, throwing him high up in the air
Valeria POVDmitri finished cleaning the dishes, which he didn’t allow me to touch. Then we walked outside the house. It was a really big house. A mini mansion.“Wow”, I said, looking at the building.“Welcome to my house,” he said, smiling.“Your house?” I asked, and he nodded his head.“I had this property a really long time ago. I never slept here; I had workers here keeping the house clean and taking care of my pets,” he said, and I raised my eyebrows.“Pet? And why didn’t you sleep here?” I asked. He smiled at me.“This house is for the woman who I am going to get married to. I kept it for future purposes when I finally found the one meant for me,” he said, and I looked at him. What does he mean by that? Am I the woman for whom he kept the house?“Am I the woman in this sentence?” I asked, and he smiled.“Maybe,” he said, smiling at me teasingly. I rolled my eyes at him, and he took my hand.“It has two guest rooms and five bedrooms, all ensuite. There is a playroom for children
Valeria POVI woke up from my sleep, and I was in an unfamiliar bed. I looked around me, and I could hear the sound of birds chirping. The room was big and comfortable, with not too many designs. And the big window was opened, allowing the gentle breeze to come into the room. Something about the breeze, the chirping sounds of the bed, and the serenity makes me feel so calm.I smiled, coming down from the bed. I left the room and burst into the hallway. The hallway was spacious, and there were some vintage-looking lamps hanging on the walls. The floor was wooden, and the walls were a creamy colour. I walked down, and I got to the stairs. I walked down the stairs, and I was in the spacious living room. Instead of walls, it was a transparent glass wall, and I could see what was going on outside. We were surrounded by more beautiful green trees. The front yard is filled with soft green grass, and it looks so beautiful.“You’re awake,” Dmitri said, and I turned around. He smiled at me, wal
Dmitri’s POVI smiled, watching Valeria dance with some little children. The trip has been going way better than I imagined. I knew I needed to do something to get her out of her comfort zone, to show her a new world. All the things I said about my flings were true; I was never the man to fall in love with any woman. The last woman I loved genuinely was my mate, and she died so many years ago that I have forgotten some memories of her. I had flings, and they were there for sexual pleasure. It was nothing more than that. But with Valeria, it was different. Something about her captured my soul, and I have loved her for a long time.I am ready to take it step by step with her, ready to make her fall in love with me at her own pace. What she went through was sad; it shaped her into the life she lived today. But I know that is not who she is. Valeria just wants love; she wants to be loved, and she wants happiness. She may be stubborn, but that is a facade, and I saw right through her. Seei
Valeria POVI sat in the passenger seat, jamming to the song playing on the radio. It was three days later, and Dmitri and I were on our way to this surprise he organised for us. I have no idea where we are headed, but I am happy to be with him. He left two days ago to fix everything, and then he came back with some bags. He told me to wear the floral yellow sundress with a pair of brown sandals. The dress is a free long dress with a very fitted waist. It has spaghetti strap arms, and the gown cups up my breast, showing a bit of cleavage. Dmitri brushed my hair, leaving it messy as it fell down my back. He used some lip balm on my lips, and I was looking so beautiful and simple. I have never dressed that way; it was new, refreshing and simple. I loved it.I remembered how Egan looked at me. He was in awe, and his eyes were teary. I suddenly got shy, and they laughed at me. Dmitri was keeping his words, and I was welcoming it. The way he dressed me up, I looked so feminine. It was givi
Valeria POVI pulled back after crying my eyes out, and he cleaned my tears.“I’m sorry,” I said, looking at his body. He was shirtless, as usual, and I just cleaned my face on it. He looked down at his chest and waved it off.“It’s okay,” he said softly. He stood up, and I watched him go; soon he came back and lay down beside me.“You alright?” he asked, and I nodded my head, smiling. Felt good to get that off my chest.“You look cute when you cry,” he said, and I laughed.“Do I?” I asked, and he nodded his head. I smiled, lying down, and we both looked at each other.“You should get rid of your flings,” I said, and he raised his brows.“Why?” he asked.“If you claim to love me, then you need to stay loyal to me,” I said, and he chuckled.“But you are not mine,” he said.“You are lying on my bed, beside me,” I said, and he smiled.“Is that a yes?” he asked. I turned around, smiling.“Do it the right way and I will reconsider,” I said, fighting my smile. That was a beautiful speech; e
Valeria POVDmitri lay down beside me, his arms under his head. We have both taken separate baths, and now we are on the bed, with a small distance between us. It was awkward, all my fierce attitude of the window. Am I supposed to move closer? Am I supposed to drag him to me? I hated how I was acting like a teenager in love. I glanced at him, and he seemed lost in thoughts. What could he be thinking? What is going through his mind? I looked away, swallowing hard. I should try to make a conversation, say something to get rid of this awkwardness. I cleared my throat.“So, when was the last time you had sex?” I asked, and a deep laughter left his mouth. I looked at him, and he was laughing at my question. He was laughing so hard I was surprised because I have never seen him like this. I rolled my eyes.“What’s funny?” I asked, and he breathed out. Running a hand through his hair.“I’m sorry, pardon my laughter,” he said, and I rolled my eyes at him again. Well, don’t blame a girl for ask
Valeria POVSoon, night settled, and Egan and Cassidy left. I guess she was taking him to her quarters. I was left with Dmitri in this big-ass apartment, and I was quite nervous. We were still in the kitchen, seated on the island, and his stare was making me uneasy. I shifted in my seat nervously, looking at him.“What?” I asked, and he smiled slightly.“I am excited to see you nervous,” he said, and I raised my brows.“Why?” I mumbled. He shrugged his shoulders.“Nothing, it’s just amusing to see. You have some emotions in you,” he said, and I rolled my eyes.“When have I ever not been emotional?” I asked, and he breathed out.“The girl you killed, you didn’t care much for her,” he said, and I rubbed my neck.“It was a mistake,” I said, and he shook his head.“She was innocent,” he said, and I breathed out.“Well, I compensated her family,” I said, and he raised his brows.“You did?” he asked, and I nod my head.“I told Cassidy about it. Her family is super wealthy now,” I said.“Tha
Valeria POVWe finished eating, and Egan took the plates, clearing them.“So, why have you decided to grace us with your presence?” Cassidy asked. Egan didn’t tell her, I guess.“Vladimir”, I said, and she raised her brows.“What happened to him?” she asked, and I smiled.“I went to a strip club and met his son. He actually drugged me and tried to rape me,” I said, and her mouth hung open.“And you shove out his dick, literally,” Dmitri completed my statement, drinking his juice. Cassidy’s eyes widened, then she burst into loud laughter.“He deserves more than that. You never take advantage of a woman. We are terribly against it,” she said, and I nod my head.“Grace must have called you,” she said, and I nodded my head.“The bitch wants my apology. Obviously, she only wants to humiliate me because she and Vladimir won’t let it go. They will surely want their revenge,” I said, and she nodded her head.“Yes, she doesn’t like you, anyway. She feels threatened,” Cassidy said, and I nod my
aleria POVWe pulled apart and stared at each other. Was I betraying Damien by doing this? Was I committing a grave sin? Should I be regretting this and locking myself up as I hide my face in shame?“Hey, don’t overthink it,” Dmitri said softly, searching my face.“I am not,” I said, and he raised his brows.“You are, Valeria. Don’t overthink it,” he muttered. I smiled softly, my body still tingling at the thought of the kiss. It’s been so long since I had a kiss, a kiss where I genuinely wanted to, a kiss where I shared the same amount of passion. I have kissed a lot of me, but those are all hungry kisses, no emotions, and it was not in the least affectionate. But this one it was everything I could ever imagine. I wrapped my arms around him, hiding my face in his shoulders, and I took in his scent. He smelt different; he smelt like home, and he smelt like warmth, and it made me happy. He rubbed my back slowly, his hand trailing down my spine.“You are so strong,” he whispered in my e