VANESSA'S POVI sat in the dimly lit room, the weight of sorrow pressing down on me like a leaden blanket. It seemed as if time had become stagnant, refusing to move forward. I stared at the family picture, hanging on the wall, but my only focus was on Dame. They said burning pictures of the dead is a way of wishing peace on them, but I can't bring myself to do so, not when I have a feeling that he would return to me someday.The door cracked open, breaking the stillness like a thunderclap. Tristan stood in the doorway, his face swirled in a mask of fury. I watched as he clenched his fists, his jaw working furiously, with the air crackling with the intensity of his emotions.I hesitated for a while, as I contemplated between the urge to respect his privacy and the need to understand the source of his rage. Finally, unable to contain my curiosity any longer, I mustered the courage to speak."What happened, Tristan?" My voice came out, barely as a whisper.He turned to me, with a burn
DECLAN'S POVAfter several failed attempts to bring Tiger to eat, the maids eventually gave up and turned to me for help."Alpha, the boy won't accept anything from us," they told me.I instructed them to bring the boy into my room along with his food, and they returned shortly after.I gently encouraged him to take a bite. He glanced up at me, his eyes wide, a hint of stubbornness in his gaze. It was clear he wasn't accustomed to letting strangers care for him.Just as I'm making some progress, Jude strides in, a mischievous grin on his face. "What's going on here?" he asks, feigning innocence. I feel a surge of irritation rise at the sound of his voice. I can tell that he is here to pester me with his nonsense.I glanced at Jude, my brow furrowed in annoyance. "He won't eat from anyone else," I grumble, my voice edged with frustration. I can see Jude's expression shift from playful to teasing, his eyes dancing with amusement.He chuckles lightly. "Looks like you've become a nanny ov
TRISTAN'S POVI sat at my desk, staring into space, as the weight of the pack's struggle pressed down on me.The thought of being helpless made me feel stupid and all I wanted was to provide comfort for my pack members, but no matter how much I tried, I couldn't seem to stabilize the pack and get it back to how it used to be.The door cracked open, revealing Bruce, my Beta. He had been away for a couple of months to talk the Alphas of the Southern packs into joining forces with us for a business idea, but he had to leave everything behind and come back home as soon as he heard the news."Alpha, I saw a few people before coming here and I can't say that I am pleased with their situation. What do we do now?""Bruce," I sighed, frustration and worry evident in my voice, "we're running out of options. Our pack needs food, and we're struggling to provide it. If we don't find a solution soon, we might have to consider merging with another pack."Bruce stood by the window, his eyes fixed on
TRISTAN’S POVI fists tightened, my heart beating as a rush of adrenaline rose through my veins. The thought of strangling Declan flashed through my mind, a dark impulse driven by my boiling rage."Why on earth would I even consider that?" I snapped, my voice tinged in a fierce tone. I won't allow him to turn Vanessa into a pawn in his stupid game."Because this means more to you than it ever could to me," he retorted calmly, his audacity pushing me to the edge."This is just a way of getting back at me, isn't it? You don't even know my Luna. You want her out of spite just so you can brag about it to the world," I accused, my words laced with anger."You're right," he muttered with a shrug. "I need the power, and you need to rebuild your pack. The alliance are in support of you because you had a son and a Luna. Now that your son is dead, if I manage to get your Luna, I will earn their respect." He pointed.My blood boiled with anger, as he continued to spill out his nonsense."You thi
VANESSA’S POVSome situations call for extreme measures, and when hunger is included in the list, who knows what one would do?I navigate through a convenience store, to buy a few things, with my subconscious constantly reminding me that I have no money.I looked around for a blind spot like a petty thief, hoping to steal a few things without getting caught, and yay! Heaven answered my prayer.I turned towards the part where there was no CCTV to pick a few cookies and chocolate that could fit into my dress and ate a few to suppress my hunger.Once I was done, I walked towards the entrance casually, as if I couldn't see what I was looking for when the security guard at the door stopped me."Return everything that you picked." Busted! I pretended as if I didn't understand what he was saying, and before I knew it, he was already dialing a number which I assumed was for the police on the table phone. The cashier appeared with a frown on her face and took all the cookies I hid under my dr
VANESSA'S POVDifferent ideas popped into my head on how to leave without drawing the police's attention, as I sat behind the van. I have to think fast. I approached one of the officers, doing my best to keep my voice steady."Excuse me, officer," I stammered, "I'm feeling really pressed and I need to... you know, ease myself."He glanced at me, a hint of annoyance in his eyes. "Can it wait? We are in the middle of something here."I bit my lip, feigning urgency. "I'm sorry, but it's really urgent. Please, can you just point me to a nearby restroom?"The police officer gave me a suspicious look and I immediately knew that he wasn't buying my lie. I adjusted my dress, pulling it a little lower than necessary to reveal a little cleavage, as I began to flirt with the man.If this would get me out of the situation before Tristan arrives, then I am willing to do it.The officer's gaze was fixed on my cleavage, and I knew my plan was working. I twisted my long hair playfully, as I moved clo
VANESSA'S POVTristan and I remained in the same position for a while, staring at the stars, after crying my heart out. The night began to get more chilly and I shivered from the cold impact.Tristan covered me up with his jacket before suggesting that we go back home."I think we should head back now," he said, and I nodded in response. Running away had only brought me back to the same place. There was no point anymore. The drive back home was quiet, and the only sound that filled the air was the music playing on the radio.I had my gaze fixed on the window, enjoying the night view as he hit the road, and I hugged his coat closer to my skin, enjoying the warmth.The soft hum of the radio melted into the background as my eyes got heavy. The rhythmic swaying of the car rocked me gently, urging me to get some rest.I stirred when I felt the car engine stop. Blinking away the dizziness in my eyes. I found Tristan beside me, his hand gently unbuckling my seatbelt. He must've noticed my st
DECLAN'S POVI leaned on the armchair in my office, with my fingers tapping impatiently on the desk. The atmosphere in my office felt thick with tension as I hovered over the possibility of Tristan considering my offer.I know how much effort he has put into steadying the growth of his pack. The mere thought of him hesitating fueled the annoyance etched across my face.Jude walked in cautiously, sensing the storm brewing in my demeanour. "Hey, what's up?" He sat on the chair across me, as he searched my eyes for an answer."It's nothing, I am just curious to know what Tristan's decision would be." I responded, not looking at him. "What is with this relentless pursuit to make Tristan suffer?" he asked with a bit of concern.I leaned back, meeting his gaze with a cold intensity."Jude, the worst pain a werewolf can endure is losing their mate. Most people lose their shit when it happens to them, and that is exactly what I want. To strip away everything important to him." I grumbled, my
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