GAVIN. CONTRACT The ray of sunlight reflection on my face made my eyes flutter open. I couldn't remember well what had occured for me to get here but looking at my surroundings, I could tell I was in a room and it wasn't mine. Then my eyes fell on the picture on the bedside table. It was that of Lyra and Iris. That's right, I spent my rut with Iris last night. The sound of the door clicking clise made me turn my attention to the door and there she was with a tray in her hand and her cold look back on her face. “You're awake.” She mumbled while settling the tray on the coffee table surrounded by white sofas, matching the white aesthetic of the room. “I made breakfast, and we need to talk.” “Can I take a shower first?” I tilted my head to the side with a bright smile and she shrugged, gesturing towards the bathroom and I got up to take a bath. “Your clothes are in there.” She said. Walking out of the bathroom, she was seated on one of the sofas her legs crossed with an
GAVIN. MEETING “You're in a relationship with her?” Jerry slammed against the brakes suddenly, making the force of the car pull forward. “Stop acting like it's unexpected,” I replied calmly, staring out the window. It was going to be news to him and mother but I don't have to tell mother that it is a contract relationship. “She proposed the contract, so I had to agree. It's a chance to bring her back.” “Ooh.” He nodded with a sly smirk on his face as the car stopped again as it was approaching the Russell mansion. This was the last place I wanted to visit right now, but I had no choice. My father had summoned for my presence and it would be the perfect chance to tell them I have gotten a bride. “Are you sure you'll be okay? You haven't visited the family mansion since Logan was born. You rejected every request to see you and talk with you.” Jerry asked and all I did was lean my chin against my knuckles as I looked at the building before me. “It's always bad news whe
ENGAGEMENT IRIS. “So you're trying to tell me that you are engaged to Alpha Gavin?” My father scoffed as I sat before all the advisors. “Don't be ridiculous.”“He's my mate.” I pointed out and they all whispered, looking around. “I've been with him for five years now.” It wasn't technically wrong, we've known of each other's existence due to our kids since then. No one knew who the mother of his son was and no one but those in my family knew about Lyra. I've never told any of them who her father was because I ignored the question every time. “Does that mean he is your daughter's father and you've been having an affair with him before you announced your relationship to us?” The head of the advisors asked with a disgusted look. “I spent my rut with him and I had Lyra and Logan.” I said and they all gasped, including my mother who was seated. I haven't told her about him either so she would be surprised. “You are a…”“I don't care about the family rules and if you're not careful, I
FAMILY TIME. IRIS. “Now I feel like the left out one.” I let out a sigh as I got out of the car in front of the shopping mall the three asked to meet up. I was literally forced here against my schedule and I wasn't complaining but I can't start to imagine what they would put me through once I get married to him. “Mommy.” Lyra's squeal made me look up. She rushed into my arms with a bright smile on her and her eyes sparkling. Her hair was done in a way I would have never done it for her. Not like she would agree in the first place. “Who gave you pigtails?” I raised a brow. “Logan.” She giggled. “I love it.” “Is this favoritism I smell.” I grumbled. “Yes.” Gavin said, standing next to me with Logan who was already standing behind Lyra with his arms wrapped around her shoulders. “Hi, Lyra's mum.” He smiled and I nodded. “Mommy, is it true you're getting married to Logan's dad?” Lyra asked, tilting her head to a side. “Yes.” I replied and the duo squealed, rushing to my side to
THREAT. GAVIN. “What did you say?” I stood up, my fists slamming against the table from Jerry's report. “Come again?”“Your father asked you to pick up Miss Anderson from the airport.” Jerry said, making me sink back into my seat. What on earth was she doing here? Why was she coming to the engagement party after I specifically told father to keep the Anderson family out of this till I got married to Iris. “Arrange a meeting with the old man right now. I need to have a word with him.” I stood up, not waiting for his response before storming out of my office. Ciara was the last person I wanted to meet right after I've gotten Iris on my side. Iris isn't one who would fight for me now, she would stay out of it and almost kill me with just her stare. How could he even think about inviting her. She could sow a seed of anything that would destroy everything. After she left seven years ago, I finally felt peace since she never even bothered to say hi or anything. “Damn it.” I slammed my
A NEW SOMEONE.GAVIN. I stood in front of the airport, leaning against my car in discomfort as I waited for her to exit the building. I had to go out of my way to pick her up and now she's making me wait. My phone buzzed slightly, turning my attention to it and Iris' picture displayed on it. She was in her engagement dress and just looking at the picture, I wanted to devour her. “There you are.” An irritating and slightly pitched tone made me look up from my phone, stopping the reply I was about to give to Iris. “It's been how many years, Gavy boo?” She fluttered her eyelashes as she leaned forward, trying to close the space between us. The last thing I would expect as an alpha is to go pick someone who I'm not submissive to at the airport. “Get in.” I ordered and I could see the pout on her face at the hostility I was showing her. I knew it was all a facade and the last thing I wanted right now was drama. “Just because you're getting engaged doesn't change the fact that you're
ATTACK. GAVIN. I drove at high speed towards the said border and as soon as I got there, I could already smell the blood in the air. Getting out of the car, I rushed towards the border and my men were there, surrounded by countless dead bodies. Jerry was also there, his clothes were filled with blood and so what his fists. From the looks of things, I could tell they already dealt with everything that needed to be delt with before I arrived, but something wasn't sitting right with me and that was the fact that the number of enemies was a lot. “You're here.” Jerry said while ripping off his shirt and heading towards me while giving other orders. “Seems you took care of it.” I said and he nodded while looking in the direction of the bodies the men were rounding up. “Is something wrong?” “Yes, a lot of things seem to be wrong. Firstly, they seem to be much weaker than ordinary rogues even though they are rogues and two, they seem they aren't in their right state of mind.” He explai
A MYSTERY IRIS. Seeing Gavin here in front of me and his vulnerability made me aware that he might not actually be here to tease me and I just let him in anyway. “What is it?” I asked, handing him a glass of water and he chugged it down in a second. “Since you'll be my Luna, I might as well give you a headstart. Rogue attacks and other stress.”“Rogue attacks?” I tilted my head to the side, quite surprised. Silver Moon pack was known for their little to no rogue attacks and for an attack to take a toll on him, something must be wrong, or something else was originally wrong, which I wasn't interested in asking so he won't get the wrong ideas here. “Yes. It seems they are planning something and I don't think it'll be anything good at all.” He explained, his chin resting against his knuckles as he stared at me with a small smile which I just ignored. “I've gotten reports on rogue attacks in Salt Pack too but it's just a minor thing.” I said sitting opposite him. “Having them attack
*NO POV* HAPPY EVER AFTER The next morning dawned clear and bright, the warmth of sunlight filling the hospital room where Gavin’s mother, Mrs. Russell, lay resting. Gavin, Iris, and the kids entered, greeted by her gentle smile. Lyra and Logan rushed to their grandmother’s side, their laughter filling the room as they shared stories of their bravery, their voices animated and full of life. Mrs. Russell’s laughter was a soft sound, joyful and content as she listened to her grandchildren, her heart brimming with pride and relief. Iris watched the scene with a smile, holding Gavin’s hand as they stood by. It was a moment of family, of love, and of hope, one she’d longed for but hadn’t allowed herself to truly believe could happen. And now, it was here. The threat of Tyler was gone, and they could finally start to heal, to rebuild, and to look forward without the shadow of fear hanging over them. Just as they were leaving the hospital, Iris’s phone buzzed, and she saw her father’s
GAVIN'S POV BATTLE WON Night had come and the moon shone on the war ground. It was cool and dark, and the clearing was quiet before the storm. Iris and I alongside Iris's father, took our wolf forms, our muscles tense, eyes gleaming with fury and determination. Tyler’s rogue wolves surrounded us, an overwhelming number against only three, but that didn’t matter. We were here to end this, and they would do it together. Tyler, towering and ruthless, commanded his wolves forward, sneering with a dark pleasure as the ambush ensued. The fight was brutal, claws tearing into flesh, growls echoing through the trees, and the thick scent of blood filling the air. Each wolf knew their place in this battle, and none were willing to give an inch. Iris fought with the strength of every wrong she’d suffered, every harm Tyler had caused. She had only just discovered that this twisted man was her stepbrother, a revelation that was almost incomprehensible. But the bond of blood didn’t erase his
JERRY'S POV SAVED The dim corridors seemed endless, but Helen and I kept moving, pushing through each door, each obstacle, with only one thought in our minds—finding Lyra and Logan. The scent trail was faint but clear enough for us to follow, mixed with the reek of rogues we’d taken down along the way. My hands were still shaking from adrenaline as we moved swiftly through this maze, hearts pounding. Just then, we caught sight of a room ahead, voices muffled behind the thick door. I motioned for Helen to stay quiet as we moved closer, pressing my ear against the door. I heard a voice, shrill and taunting, and my blood ran cold as it registered. It couldn’t be… Ciara. She was supposed to be dead, lost in the flames at the station. Yet, there she was, alive, and from the sound of it, taking pleasure in tormenting Gavin’s kids. My jaw clenched, a mix of rage and shock roiling inside me. “Jerry… is that…?” Helen’s voice was barely a whisper, her expression as horrified as mine. “Y
GAVIN'S POV The walls of the cell pressed in on me, cold and unyielding, as Jerry and I worked tirelessly to remove the device clamped around our necks. Every time I twisted my fingers around its edges, a fresh surge of anger rushed through me, fueling me to keep trying even though the damn thing wouldn’t budge. I needed to get to Iris and the kids. I couldn’t stand the thought of them in danger, held somewhere in this hellish place by people who’d already done so much damage. Jerry, sweating and grimacing, glanced at me, and I could see the same desperation in his eyes. “We’ve got to get these off if we’re going to get anywhere.” “Tell me something I don’t know,” I muttered, forcing another yank at the device. My mind raced, trying to figure out how I’d get to Iris, how we’d find Logan and Lyra. The thought of Ciara, of her twisted satisfaction if she succeeded in hurting them, made my fists clench until my knuckles ached. Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed down th
IRIS'S POV MY STEPBROTHER IS THE DEVIL The sharp sting of pain sliced through my head as I staggered forward, clutching the back of my skull where a rogue’s first had landed hard. My vision swam, but I forced myself to stay focused. I had to get to Logan and Lyra. I’d seen Ciara pulling them toward a waiting car, but this ambush by her pack of rogues was forcing me into a fight, wasting precious seconds. I planted my feet, fists raised, and fought back. With each punch, kick, and dodge, the fiery need to protect my children fueled my every move. One of the rogues lunged at me, but I ducked and drove my fist into his ribs, hearing him grunt in pain. But there were too many of them. I knew I couldn’t last long. Just as I managed to kick another rogue back, I heard someone calling my name. My blood ran cold as I glanced over my shoulder, spotting my father. He’d followed me, and now he was calling out, looking stunned to see me in this fight. For a heartbeat, I was caught off guard
IRIS'S POV CIARA'S NOT DEAD As I pulled away from the hospital, the fleeting moments of joy faded, replaced by a creeping sense of unease. Just as I rounded the corner toward the ice cream shop, a familiar car pulled into the hospital parking lot. My heart sank as I recognized my father’s imposing figure stepping out of the vehicle. He spotted me immediately, his face set in that stern expression I knew all too well. The last thing I wanted right now was to deal with him, not when I was finally trying to focus on my kids and my own peace of mind. I took a deep breath, willing myself to stay calm as he approached. “Iris!” he called, his voice cutting through the air like a knife. I hesitated, my grip tightening on the steering wheel. I didn’t want to hear what he had to say. I knew it would only lead to discussions about the pack, expectations, and everything I was trying to escape. “Dad, I really don’t have time right now,” I replied, trying to keep my tone steady. “This is impor
IRIS'S POV GRANDMA'S IS WELL AGAIN I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my knuckles white as I navigated the winding roads leading to the hospital. Lyra and Logan chartered excitedly in the backseat, their youthful energy a stark contrast to the heaviness in my heart. As much as I tried to focus on their laughter, my mind was consumed with worry for Gavin, Helen, and Jerry. The morning sun streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow inside the car, but I felt none of its warmth. My fingers tapped anxiously against the leather of the steering wheel as I tried to push away the nagging thoughts swirling in my mind. They should have answered by now. Where were they? Had they found Helen? With each passing moment, my anxiety deepened. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. I had insisted that Gavin stay behind to focus on the search for Helen, but I had a sinking feeling that he was in danger, too. The thought of anything happening to him made my stomach
HELEN'S POV FIESTY LITTLE HELEN As I was pulled down the hallway, I turned back, my eyes searching for a glimpse of my friends. “Gavin! Jerry!” I shouted, straining against the rogue’s grip. “Don’t worry about me! I’ll find a way out!” But the rogues only tightened their hold, their expressions cold and unfeeling. “Save your breath,” one of them sneered. “You’ll need it for later.” We turned a corner, and the corridor opened up into a lavishly appointed bedroom, a stark contrast to the sterile environment I had just left. The walls were draped in deep crimson, adorned with elaborate tapestries that seemed to watch me as I was thrust inside. The plush furnishings and decadent decor felt like a mockery of the grim reality I faced. The Boss stepped in behind me, his presence suffocating as he surveyed the room. “Welcome to my humble abode, Helen,” he said, his voice low and smooth. “I trust you’ll find it… comfortable.” I fought against the rogues as they pushed me forward, fear cl
HELEN'S POV As I stood in the oppressive darkness of the chamber, the tension in the air thickened like a tangible force. The Boss's gaze was piercing, and his smile seemed to carry the weight of impending doom. I could feel every heartbeat echoing in my ears, a reminder that I had to remain resolute, even as fear threatened to wrap around my throat like a vice. "What do you want from me?" I asked, forcing my voice to remain steady despite the tremor in my hands. The Boss stepped closer, his presence looming like a shadow stretching across the floor. "You are here because I have an interest in your little pack and Luna's precious alliances. You see, Helen, it’s not just about capturing Iris. It’s about breaking her spirit, dismantling everything she holds dear." His tone was smooth, almost persuasive, as if he believed I would crumble under his words. I shook my head, anger flaring within me. "You’re wrong if you think you can use me to get to her. You don't know her at all. She