*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
GAVINONE NIGHT IS ALL IT TAKESIn one of my expensive and luxurious presidential suites, I sat at a corner, staring at the bed where a slim figure lay across the bed, her outline evident in the dark room. The black evening gown she was wearing was still intact and I could feel that she was awake, staring right at the ceiling with her hands placed on her stomach. Her long blonde hair was spread across the bed and as the moonlight shone on it, it reflected back. “Are you sure you want this?” I asked her in a calm voice. As I said these words, she raised herself from the bed, staring in my direction. “Do you think I'll be here if I'm not sure I want this? And who knew I would discover something new.” I could see a smile on her lips but I wasn't even bothered about it. Placing the glass in my hand on the table before me, I stood up and started to pull out the buttons in my shirt. “Strip.” I ordered in a cold tone. She knelt on the bed, slowly pulling off the straps of her dress, re
IRISBACK IN TOWN“Damn you.” I tried my best not to curse out loud in front of my little cutie but that was the last straw. “Iris calm down.” My mother patted my back gently but I just pushed her hand off my shoulders. “Lyra is scared seeing you this way.”I looked down at Lyra who was staring at me with ber blue eyes filled with tears. I let out a breath before pulling her into a hug. “It's okay sweetheart. I'm just frustrated.” I patted her head gently. Those fools, they should have at least told me the plane won't be ready in time for my departure and now I have to go take the commercial plane. “Tell Helen to book a last minute flight back to Silver Moon.” I said to my secretary who nodded gently before walking away. “You should learn to control your anger in front of Lyra, Iris. Or she would be scared of you.” My mother said from where she sat. “I am her mother, mother. She loves me no matter what and you can tell yourself.” I said, pointing at the girl who was already wrappi
GAVINWHO IS MY MOTHER?“Logan Russell.” I called, pulling the curtains to his room open. All I heard from his was a groan as he tossed under his covers. “We agreed on you waking up early today, didn't we?” “But dad...” His little voice of protest came from under the sheets as he pulled it away from his face. “Your grandmother is here.” I said calmly and he sprang out of bed, heading out of the room in full speed. “Get back here you brat and brush your teeth.” The boy just ignored me, rushing out of the room to head to my mother who was serving breakfast downstairs. She had made it her weekend duties to come over and take care of Logan on the weekends and I was grateful for that because the little boy could be a handful sometimes. I watched as he hugged my mother before running back up the stairs, I guess to prepare for the day because she won't allow him to eat without a proper bath. His maid bowed as she walked past me to help him prepare for the day. “Have you found her yet?”
GAVIN FACE TO FACEI watched as Logan walked off from me after we arrived at the gala. He had seen my expression after asking the question so he didn't demand an answer from me. “Mr Russell.” A feminine voice pulled me out of my state where I was staring at Logan who walked off to meet othe kids. “It's nice to see you here.” Felicia flashed me a bright smile as she tried grabbing my hand but I pulled my hand away from her with a frown and she just chuckled gently. “Still the cautious young man I guess. Let the kids be and let's get something to refresh ourselves before the gala.” Felicia suggested. Felicia had always tried her best to get close to me these past years but I haven't given her that chance and Logan equally was disgusted by her presence so she was careful not to approach me when he was around me because he didn't mind saying what he felt about her while pretending to be respectful so he wouldn't get a scolding from me. “Excuse me.” I mumbled before walking past her a
IRIS GET MARRIED? I didn't know how to feel as he said those words but one thing was sure. What I was feeling right now was irritation and rage. How dare he come now and tell me this nonsense?! “You know what, Gavin. You're so full of yourself. Yes, you might have my son with you and he would know already that I'm his mother, but it has nothing to do with you. Five years ago, you rejected me and I've got my pride as a woman.” I said through gritted teeth before turning to walk away, but he grabbed my arm firmly before I could leave. “Please, Iris. Don't act this way…” “What way?”I asked already feeling irritated. I tried to keep my voice in check so I wouldn't cause a scene here. A scandal was the last thing I wanted for the Green family right now. “I am just acting like a reasonable woman would actually act.” Yanking my hand free from his grip, I walked over to Logan and Lyra where they were both standing and talking to each other. My heart swelled with joy as I watc
IRIS.HAPPY WITH HER TWIN“Married?” I raised a brow while looking at all of them. “Who came up with this foolish suggestion?” “Isn’t it enough that you had a child for a man we do not know? It is against the family's rules and I don't see why you should have been made the head of the family in the first place…”“Do you want to continue with your position as the family head? Because I would gladly take you, if I have to, to get away from this ridiculousness you all are basking in, father-.” I replied sarcastically, obviously livid. “You need to listen to me, Iris.” He slammed his fist against the table which irritated me more than I already was irritated. “As the family head, you have to sacrifice a lot of things. Whether you like it or not, you have to get married. The advisors would give to you those we have settled the deal with…”Before he could go any further, I stood up and walked out of the room. I heard them calling after me but I've just had enough. “I'll talk to her.” I he
GAVINYOU JUST WAIT!I could see the change in her expression when I brought up our twin's custody. I didn't know what to expect, but I had to try my luck anyway. I didn't want her to disappear from me again, I missed her but I can't show any affection so this is the best option.“What do you mean by our children's custody?” She asked with a raised brow. “Whatever it is your motives are, Gavin, know that I'm not going to dance to your tone.” “What a shame. You haven't even listened to me, Iris.” I chuckled briefly, leaning my chin against my knuckles. “It might be beneficial for not only you and me but the two of them also.”Hearing this, she leaned back in her chair with her arms folded across her chest but she was staring daggers at me from across the table. I had to admit one thing, and that was that she looked dang hot with her fierce look. “We are not sure whether Logan knows Lyra is his sister yet, but it's only a matter of time before he realizes that. I mean, she's the perfe
*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