JERRY'S POV ASSISTANT ROMANCE PART 1 After an hour ride to the blue moon pack, I finally arrived. I paused for a while, holding my little bag filled with clothes and other things I might need while staying in Helen's apartment. Was this the right address? I wondered as I checked my phone to be sure. Was it the right address or did Helen give me a fake address on purpose? She disliked me or perhaps she was only pretending to. I walked up to the gate, a gate made of black bars. I could see the house from where I stood. Painted in white and a touch if black, it had a small garden by the side and the compound wasn't so spacious, more reason I parked my car outside. I held onto my bag, dialling Helen's number in my phone. But before it rang for the second time, a message from Helen popped on my phone. "The gate is wide open." I read her text and pushed the gate without hesitation, shaking my head in disbelief. Why would she leave it open? Helen was always so careless and nonchal
JERRY'S POVASSISTANT ROMANCE PART 2My eyelids opened slightly towards a dim light as I tried to discover where I was. I was in a room which wasn't mine, I looked around with my sleepy eyes and then spotted pairs of female undies hanging on the wardrobe.I was no longer oblivious to my surroundings. I was in Helen’s room, and we had sex last night.Just then, I turned towards her as she shrugged on the bed. She was fast asleep but started to open her eyes as her gaze fixed on me.“Holy shit!” She pushed me away, carrying the bed sheet to cover her cleavage. “What happened here?”“We had sex.” I told her plainly, she was clueless of everything that happened last night. How could she forget such a moment? From when she complained about my scent to drawing me for a kiss.Her eyes were now widened, her mouth agape. “Please don't look at me like that. You started things first. You told me you couldn't resist me and pheromones, remember?”I waited, hoping to see if she was going to remembe
IRIS'S POVDISRUPTED WEEKENDI woke to the soft glow of the morning sun filtering through her curtains. The weekend had been a quiet one, unexpectedly so. Gavin had been with me the whole time, doting on her with a tenderness I hadn’t quite anticipated.We spent most of the weekend in the cosy confines of my home, where he pampered me with quiet gestures, bringing me cups of tea, breakfast in bed and making sure I was comfortable.Yet, despite his attentiveness, something felt off to me. The entire weekend had passed without them sharing a moment of intimacy, and while part of me appreciated the respect and care he showed, another part of her couldn’t help but feel a little down.Was it wrong to want more? To crave the closeness that had always been a natural part of their professional relationship?As these thoughts swirled in my mind, I shook my head, trying to dismiss the strange sense of longing that clung to me. It was silly, I thought.Gavin was here, I was tempted to walk into
GAVIN'S POVDECLARATION OF WARAs we arrived at the location where the attack was happening. The night was thick with the scent of blood and the air hummed with tension.My senses were heightened, every muscle in his body coiled and ready to strike. “Stay behind me, Iris.”“I'm capable of protecting myself, Gavin. You should know this by now.” She whispered as we both hid behind the car, watching as the attack took place, some rogues pouncing on our wolves.“Still, this battle doesn't look mild. Just listen to me for once.”Iris persisted, she moved with a lethal grace, her eyes narrowed and focused as she led the way. I couldn't help but shake my head. She was too stubborn.We raced through the forest, shadows among shadows, until we reached the site of the attack.The scene before us was nothing short of a war zone. A horde of rogue wolves, their eyes glowing with bloodlust, surged forward like a wave of darkness, relentless in their assault.My heart pounded in his chest as he took
IRIS'S POVTROUBLEAs we rode back to the mansion, I couldn't help but notice Gavin's pale face. He looked troubled.“What's on your mind?” I asked casually.He glanced at me and then turned his gaze back to the road. He shook his head, paying so much attention on the road as he held the wheels firmly.“Nothing.” He simply said. It wasn't nothing, I was certain about that. I had no idea about what could be troubling him but hoped he came around.The silence in the car was defeaning which gave me a chance to think clearly. The attack that had just occured was something that could have destroyed a lot of things if Gavin and I weren't there.I wondered if I would have been able to fight those rogues off on my own. Maybe I was grateful that Gavin was there with me. We made a great team, no doubt, but he was not going to hear it from me.As I reminisced on the attack from earlier, I noticed Gavin fought well, in his human form. He didn't bother changing into his wolf form which made me won
GAVIN'S POVMUM'S ADVICEI was back to my mansion, I had left after Iris went to the blue moon pack. I had offered to go with her but she refused, saying that whatever the problem was over there she was going to handle it herself.She still didn't think we were a great force together. I was worried about her, she was strong but not strong enough to fight off dozens of rogues on her own.Helen and Jerry would be there with her but still I couldn't help but worry. I picked up my phone and dialled Jerry's number. At least I could get information from him on how things are going over at the blue moon pack.“Jerry, are you close to Iris right now?” I asked him.“Yes.” He whispered. That was to tell me Iris was closeby and could hear what I was about to say.“I'll send you a text, do well to read it now.”I instructed and with that, I ended the call.My only message to him was to watch over Iris, even though she proved headstrong at times. I still cared about her, and I certainly won't want
GAVIN'S POVKIDNAPPINGMorning was here again and the first thing I decided to do with my time was to make breakfast for the kids. The maids were in shock, so was my mum. She didn't teach me so much on cooking while I was growing up but I had to learn it. Being an Alpha and a strong wolf couldn't be my only best qualities.“Just so you know, a burnt meal isn't good for the body, especially the bodies of kids.” She teased from the dining table.“Newsflash mum, I'm a great cook and so a lot of people can testify to it.”“Oh, really? I really want to be among this set of people you speak about.”“You will be, if you give me the opportunity to concentrate, mum.” I replied to her, my voice strained from talking to her from the kitchen.“Of course. Sorry for the disturbance. I will go wake the kids. They need to see their father cooking.” My mum said, I couldn't help but chuckle. She knew that once the kids were awake, they would do nothing else but disturb me while I cooked.Suddenly my ph
IRIS POVTRAPPEDMy head throbbed as I slowly lifted it, feeling the weight of disorientation. It had been down for some time, and the discomfort was undeniable.As my vision cleared, I took in my surroundings, dim, cold, and unfamiliar. I was tied to a chair, situated in the center of a vast, empty warehouse."Somebody help!" I screamed, my voice echoing off the walls. I strained against the handcuffs biting into my wrists, twisting and pulling, but it was no use. The metal held firm."Let me out of here, you cowards!" I shouted again, my voice cracking with desperation. The coppery taste of blood lingered in my mouth, a reminder of the beating I'd taken before being dragged here.The last thing I remembered was driving back to Helen's apartment after a meeting with some pack officials in the Blue Moon Pack. Then suddenly I was attacked by some unknown people, who I could clearly testify were rogues.I tried to fight them off but they were too many, they took me down and now I was he
*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