Vanessa's POVI have concluded that I would be leaving once I regained my strength, but I do not want what happened when I tried to leave the last time to repeat itself. I know Declan would probably be looking all over the place for me, and he might have stopped me from leaving again, so I thought of writing a letter to him instead.I knew going to see him and telling him whatever I had to say was the proper way to end everything, but I was afraid that I might change my mind if I saw his pained expression, or even melt at his words if he surprised me by begging me to stay or do something worse like lock me up in his house to prevent me from leaving. With Declan, one can never be too sure.I opened the drawer and saw everything the way I left it. It was as if Tristan was hoping that one day I would return back to him. I expected him to throw out all of my belongings and wipe out every single trace or reminder of me in his pack, but he didn't.I imagined the good life I could have had w
Vanessa's POV"Vanessa! Come and play with us!""Yes please, we are tired of playing alone," the kids whined as I sat down on the swing and watched them play by themselves."No, we want to play hide and seek," one of the kids whined, and I smiled at them."We have been playing hide and seek all morning," I said, still panting, from running for a long time. "You should play another game or I will have everyone go back inside," I threatened them, but it didn't even look like they were listening to me."Let's play a video game. Whoever wins gets to decide what we do next," one of the kids suggested, and I couldn't help but smile about how they reminded me of Dame in every way. That trick was the same Tristan and Dame always used to get whatever they want, and watching the kids say the same thing made me smile.It was as if the kids knew about my past life. They always find a way to remind me of the past in every way.It's been three years since I left the southern pack. Three years of le
VANESSA’S POV Jenna started with my hair that evening, brushing it slowly while she talked my ear off on how I was lucky to have such long and curly hair, I was not listening. My eyes were fixated on my reflection in the mirror with different thoughts running through my head, and the center of all my thoughts was him, my husband whom I have spent the entirety of my life loving — Declan Thorne, Alpha of Wildheart Pack. My heart was heavy even as Jenna smiled at me, taking her time to dress me up. "Luna, are you even listening to me?" Jenna tapped me softly, her concerned gaze roaming over my features. I sighed. "Jenna, do you think he will notice me today? I mean it's been three years since she died and I've been married to him in that same amount of time. Do you think Declan will notice I exist today? Maybe he would smile at me a little bit?" I knew I sounded pathetic, but when a woman in love is desperate, rationalism is one of the things we cannot afford. It was
VANESSA’S POV "Luna, is something wrong?" Jenna asked me curiously, concern etched all over her face. I dragged Jenna into my room hurriedly, trying not to stumble. "They think I am barren. The Elders think I cannot produce an heir for Declan ," I wailed once we got inside. "Because I have been married to Declan for three years without an heir, the Elders and everyone think I am barren." Jenna looked at me with pity. "But you know you are not," she said, trying to console me. "Because I know does not mean they know! What have I done to deserve all this pain, Jenna? Is loving him a crime?" "No, My Luna. It is no crime to love a person." "Then why does it hurt this much?" I cried, hitting my chest like that would take the pain away. "Why does it hurt enough to kill me?" My eyes watered as I recalled how I had gotten here in the first place. How I had found myself married to Declan in the first instance. As the daughter of the previous Beta of our Pack,
VANESSA "Take it off, love, they are a nuisance," Declan whispered into my ear. His voice was as smooth and silky as his breath that blew over my face. I could feel his warm breath against my ear and I shivered at the sensation of his strong arm encircling me, holding me close against him. His body felt like fire to my skin, but not in an uncomfortable way… It was nice, sensual. Like he was the heat from a fireplace that you would sit near during the winter. I hurriedly took off the cloth, not wanting to delay the moment any longer. Once the offending garment was removed, we kissed passionately. His fingers tangled in my long black hair, making sure to hold on tight. I moaned at the sensation of his touch. The feeling of his lips on mine made my head spin and it wasn’t just from kissing. My skin felt electrified and it didn’t help that he was pressing against me. It didn’t matter though because all I wanted to do was get lost in his embrace. I wrapped my arms a
VANESSA’S POVI opened my eyes to an unfamiliar world. The beeping sound of the machine and the smell of antiseptics filled my nostrils, giving my brain the not so subtle reminder that this wasn’t the room I woke up in every single day. That revelation made me jerk up in utter shock. I regretted trying to stand up immediately as I was welcomed by an immense pain that caused a banging in my head. My entire body burned and that was when I realized that my body was covered up with different cuts and fresh bruises.I sank back into the bed immediately, unable to take the pain from standing on my own. Using that opportunity, I scanned my surroundings, and it looked like I had been hospitalized. No surprise there. With the number of cuts on my body, I couldn’t have survived without being connected to drips and being put on medication.But the real question was: how? How did I get here? The last thing I remembered was Declan denouncing me as his Luna. I left through the back door and—
VANESSA’S POVThe reflection of the sun that was peeping through the window casted its glow through my eyelids, and that was what woke me up.My eyes scanned the room and it landed on the clock that was hanging on the wall. It was 9:15 in the morning.I don't remember when I fell asleep while crying my heart out last night, but I felt a little relieved this morning. Maybe that was because the pain I was feeling had reduced, and I didn't wake up to a throbbing headache, or maybe it was because the constant feeling of putting on my best behaviour just to be seen and acknowledged by Declan was out of the list — either way, I feel much better.I got up from the bed to stretch my body and that was when I noticed a note on the nightstand. "You can change into the dress lying on the bed if you need something after freshening up. You can find your way to the kitchen if you are hungry — you will find what to eat there. I will come fetch you soon and take you back to where you belong. ~Trista
Chapter 6: IRON-HIDE’S LUNA. VANESSA’S POVI stood there in utter shock as I watched Tristan lie with a smile so genuine, I could have believed him myself if I didn’t know the truth. Luna? His child? What is he talking about? This man wouldn't even spare me a glance at the hospital room when the doctor was announcing my pregnancy, and here he was— lying to the elders of his pack, not minding the consequences."What are you talking about?" The pretty lady was the first to break through the silence that had followed Tristan’s words while the elders shared a confused look among themselves."Alpha, just a while ago, we were just talking about finding you a mate, and you didn't mention anything about having a mate or someone carrying your child. What is with this shocking news?" One of the elders asked. "I understand that this is a little surprising, and this is honestly not how I planned to inform you all. To be fair, I didn't share the news earlier because I wasn't sure what your re
Vanessa's POV"Vanessa! Come and play with us!""Yes please, we are tired of playing alone," the kids whined as I sat down on the swing and watched them play by themselves."No, we want to play hide and seek," one of the kids whined, and I smiled at them."We have been playing hide and seek all morning," I said, still panting, from running for a long time. "You should play another game or I will have everyone go back inside," I threatened them, but it didn't even look like they were listening to me."Let's play a video game. Whoever wins gets to decide what we do next," one of the kids suggested, and I couldn't help but smile about how they reminded me of Dame in every way. That trick was the same Tristan and Dame always used to get whatever they want, and watching the kids say the same thing made me smile.It was as if the kids knew about my past life. They always find a way to remind me of the past in every way.It's been three years since I left the southern pack. Three years of le
Vanessa's POVI have concluded that I would be leaving once I regained my strength, but I do not want what happened when I tried to leave the last time to repeat itself. I know Declan would probably be looking all over the place for me, and he might have stopped me from leaving again, so I thought of writing a letter to him instead.I knew going to see him and telling him whatever I had to say was the proper way to end everything, but I was afraid that I might change my mind if I saw his pained expression, or even melt at his words if he surprised me by begging me to stay or do something worse like lock me up in his house to prevent me from leaving. With Declan, one can never be too sure.I opened the drawer and saw everything the way I left it. It was as if Tristan was hoping that one day I would return back to him. I expected him to throw out all of my belongings and wipe out every single trace or reminder of me in his pack, but he didn't.I imagined the good life I could have had w
Declan's POVTwo days have passed, and I have no clue where Vanessa might be. Even after watching the CCTV footage, I refused to believe that Vanessa would leave me. I spoke to the doctor and he said the side effects of the drug and injection he gave her were drowsiness and hallucination. Judging from how she left the hospital, I want to believe that she was sleepwalking and she is properly in some kind of danger right now.I had my men look everywhere for her, but she was nowhere to be found. We searched everywhere… every single road that led to the hospital. The streets nearby, we even went as far as searching through the people's houses, but there was no sign of Vanessa.I sat in my room, tapping on my table as I thought of where she might have gone. What if she had an accident? Then, the police would have said something. She doesn't have anywhere to go. She doesn't even have anything on her, where could she possibly go?Jenny…I rushed over to the kitchen where Jenny was busy cutt
Vanessa's POVCrying for so long made me feel numb and it felt like there was no water left in my eyes to shed. The injection given to me made me drowsy and my head felt heavy. I know the smartest thing to do right now was to sleep or at least lay on the bed and get some rest, but I can't afford to be anywhere around Declan anymore and I just wanted to leave.Staying in the hospital reminds me of how I watched Dame's lifeless body on the bed without being able to do anything to revive him and I think it's best to just leave.My vision was blurry, and I felt so weak. I knew I had to leave, but I couldn't even think straight. With trembling hands, I reached for the tube in my arm, wincing as I pulled it out. The pain shot through me, but I gritted my teeth and kept going. Finally, I was able to pull it out, and I staggered out of the ward, barefoot and disoriented.Every step felt like a hassle as I made my way down the corridor. I have to get out of here. Those were the only thoughts i
Declan's POVI stormed back home, feeling enraged, as my insides boiled with anger like a pot left unattended on a raging fire. Guilt weighed down on me at the reminder of Vanessa's accusations, and shame chewed me up inside. As much as I hated to admit it, she was right. Dame died because of me, I killed him.Even if that was true, it's not like I neglected them intentionally. She has equal blame in all of this. She ran away with my child and only showed up years later. If she hadn't left, or if she had ignored her pride and informed me about the pregnancy, none of this would have happened.Dame's death hasn't been easy on me too, heck, it hasn't been easy on anyone. Even the maids are grieving his death so what made her think she could get mad at me on this? I understand that she was mourning her child, but he was my son too.I could feel all sorts of emotions surge inside me; anger, irritation, hurt, and pain.The last time I felt this way was when I lost Ellena, and now, once agai
Chapter 140Vanessa's POVI woke up in the hospital bed, surrounded by the sterile scent of antiseptic and the low hum of medical equipment. My body felt heavy like I was being dragged in the mud, and all of my pain came rushing back in double folds.When I lost Dame in the rogue attack, I thought that would be the end of me. I cried every day and became a mess because he was all I lived for. But then Tristan came back to tell me he was alive, all of my pains vanished into the air. It felt like I was given a reason to live again. To work harder, to become a better mother.Just when I thought I had all the time in the world to be with my boy, I lost him to the cold hands of death. I wanted to scream, to yell out my frustration. I wanted to blame somebody so badly, and hate them for the rest of my life, but where do I begin?I haven't shed a single tear since we got back home from the hospital. This one was different— I had two weeks to prepare for his death. His death wasn't exactly ne
Chapter 139Declan's POVIt's been a week since Dame died. Seven miserable days of wishing and hoping even though no amount of breakdown would bring him back. The last time I felt this vulnerable was when Ellena died. I wasn't even this sad when I lost my parents.Everything felt vain and I had lost the will to continue with my role as the Alpha or do anything to gain more wealth or power. What was the use of all my power and influence when it couldn't save my son from dying?What is the point of being the most powerful Alpha when I can't even keep the one thing I wanted most in my life?What hurt the most was the fact that I was beside Dame when he took his last breath, but I wasn't there for him. I slept peacefully that night, thinking I still had another day to grant his wishes. I went to bed feeling on top of the world because I finally got to hear him call me father, not knowing those would be his last words.If only I had known that those were the last time I'd hear him speak, m
Vanessa's POVI traced my hands on the bed, expecting to feel a small hand or at least a tiny body, but there was none. I opened my eyes lazily and found myself in a room different from the one I thought I would be in.I was at Dame's ward until last night, how did I end up here? Judging from the smell, I could tell that I was still at the hospital. Did I pass out? I searched my body checking for any visible injury but other than the throbbing pain in my heart and the headache that has become a constant thing since I found out about Dame's health, I am all good.Maybe Declan brought me here so that I can sleep peacefully. I stood up from the bed and made my way to Dame's ward, where Dame and Declan were sleeping peacefully.This is the first time Declan has looked peaceful since we have been visiting the hospital. He was trying so hard to stay strong, to hide his feelings, but he couldn't always keep them in check. His expressions sometimes sell him off.Dame clung onto Declan's cloth
Declan's POVVanessa paced the room anxiously, waiting for Tristan to return with Dame as I watched from the minibar. We haven't said a word to each other since our last encounter in the morning and I do not want to say another word knowing she would end up misunderstanding it.Right on cue, Tristan came in with Dame sleeping peacefully in his arms. Vanessa's worried expression was soon replaced with excitement as she rushed over to his side."Thank you so much for today," Vanessa gave Tristan a warm smile which made my stomach twitch. The way Dame and Vanessa act so comfortable around Tristan was enough to rile me up, and once again, Tristan does that thing he always does.He acts like the perfect gentleman that Vanessa could always lean on. Too fake if you ask me. They seemed to be carried away with their little conversation to notice my presence.I made my way to them, and Tristan handed a basket of fruit to Vanessa simultaneously."What is that?" I pointed at the little puppy roam