GAVIN'S POVBROUGHT TO SAFETYI was thankful to have found Iris at the right time. She was slightly bruised all over her face, she was unconscious and cold. I waited closeby, waiting patiently for the physician to come out already.He took so much time and I was beginning to wonder if there was something else that had happened to Iris.My phone rang, its sound enveloped the quiet hallway. It was Jerry calling. Before I could answer it, the door to the emergency room creaked open, I sprang up to my feet, ignoring the call.“How's she?” I asked the doctor.“No need to worry, Mr Gavin. She will be fine in no time. She just needs enough rest.”“Thank goodness.” I sighed in relief. “Can I see her now?”“Yes of course.”Without another word, I rushed inside the emergency room. My gaze instantly fell on Iris, who was still unconscious, probably asleep. I went close to her bedside as I sat beside her.I gently held her hands, now slightly warmer than before. "I'm sorry I couldn't get to you s
IRIS POVREVEALING MYSTERIESMy eyes slightly opened towards the dim light in the room. I tried to process everything that had happened and why I was in a hospital room. My head banged, the last thing I remember was the lady with the red hair. Her sinister smile was a nightmare, one that I might never forget.“You're finally awake.” A voice said, I had not noticed the figure by the table stand. It was Helen, and she was stirring up something in a cup.“How long have I been here?” I asked her as I tried to sit up and relax my back on the pillow behind me. I felt uncomfortable laying like a dead person, and I was sure I had been like that for hours straight, the evidence of the neck pain was experiencing at the moment.“For a day, some minutes and seconds.” She replied playfully.“Here's some hot tea.” Helen handed it to me, feeling my head gently. “I'm glad you're back. You can't imagine how worried I was.” “Of course you were.” I spat out sarcastically as I sipped the cup of tea, i
GAVIN'S POVFEISTY IRIS"I haven't heard any updates from you, Jerry. Tell me, have you found anything?" I asked, my voice low as I walked down the hallway, my footsteps echoing softly against the polished floors.I was on the phone with Jerry, my trusted investigator, as I made my way toward Iris’s room.I wondered if I would still find her confined to that hospital bed. She had been eager to leave for days, but I had discreetly instructed the doctor to keep her from being discharged until she was completely healed. Her well-being was more important than her impatience."I'm still on it, sir," Jerry replied, his tone reassuring. I trusted him; Jerry was not the type to leave my orders unfulfilled."And what about the sketch?" I asked, rounding a corner. As I did, I overheard a few nurses whispering about the bouquet of roses I was holding. Their admiration for the flowers was evident, and I couldn’t help but hope that Iris would feel the same.Iris was a mystery, even to me. She rare
IRIS'S POVWELCOME BACK HOMEI hesitated, rejecting his offer to ride with him in his car. He had done enough for me by saving him and I certainly didn't want him to do anymore so that I wouldn't have to be compelled to show him gratitude.We were already getting so close due to the intervention of the dues and this whole professional relationship was frustrating me already even though I was the one who brought up the idea.I didn't want any more connection with him than that.“Why don't you want me to take you back home?” Gavin asked. I took a quick glance at him, was he reading my mind? I looked away, my face directed towards the window, I was staring at nothing in particular only to avoid his questions.“No answers?” He added.“My reasons wouldn't change anything. I'm in your car, right? That should be enough.”“Typical of you, always aggressive towards showing your true emotions. Don't worry, I know it's the reason I haven't heard a “Thank you” from you.”“And how typical of you t
GAVIN'S POVI arrived at my father's house and when I entered, the old man shared company with his liquor. I glanced at my wristwatch, it was only past 12 in the morning.“You could have mated a liquor instead of mum.” I spat out, my voice tinged with sarcasm and disgust.My father turned to me, a smirk on his lips. It reminded me of myself, but I was far different from him. We shared different personalities, at least I knew how to treat a woman better than he could and I wasn't an alcoholic freak like he was.“Sit down Gavin. We need to discuss your wedding. It is taking a lot of time for you and Iris to come up with a date.”“If you both are too busy to do that then I am most willing to help.” my father offered, and I sensed more than the alcoholic smell coming from his mouth. I sensed he was up to something, why did he want the wedding to happen so quickly?I furrowed my brows in confusion. “It's my wedding. Not yours, father. Iris And I would decide on a date when the time comes.”
GAVIN'S POVMy plans to visit the kids at my mum's place were cancelled instantly after Jerry called me. He found something about this strange lady. As I drove, concentrated on the road, I thought carefully about what Jerry would have found about the lady.For someone like her, it would be hard to even get her name. She was like a spirit, an evil one who knew so much about me yet I have never met her in my life.Jerry had sent me a message earlier, telling me that some people in the rural areas of the pack had seen the woman. They described her as strange and eerie. Some said they saw her for only a few seconds before she vanished into thin air, as if she'd never been there at all.When I arrived at the meeting spot, Jerry was waiting for me."Hop in," I said as I unlocked the car. He got in, shoving the sketch of the woman into his pants pocket."I think the woman we're looking for is a witch," Jerry said, his voice filled with certainty."What makes you say that?" I asked, pulling a
IRIS'S POVHUBBY IN DANGER“You have a meeting with the pack officials today and a training session with your trainee…”I stopped walking and I turned back to Helen who was behind me. “Cancel everything. I want to go see the kids.”Helen furrowed her brows in confusion, “You rarely visit the kids, what's changed?” She asked. I ignored her for a few seconds as we walked towards the car.“I need to be with them the most.” I paused and got into the back seat. “Okay…That's strange.” Helen said and got into the driver's seat.“Its strange to you because you think I'm not a good mother to them.”“That's not it Iris, I was just…” I cut her off right there.“It's fine. I understand” I said calmly. I knew myself that I haven't been the best mother to Logan and lyra and I felt the need to be closer to them the more because back there when I was kidnapped, I thought for a moment that I would die right there and they would lose their mother.I couldn't imagine how life would be for them with just
IRIS'S POVGETTING GAVIN TO SAFETYMy heart had stopped beating for a moment, panic set in but I knew better than to show my emotions.“You're really not going to do anything?” Helen asked me, she was surprised or rather shocked that I was taking the news calmly.“Jerry is there with him, isn't he?”Helen scoffed, “They still need our help, Iris. The father of your kids is at the point of death as we speak, doesn't that bother you?” Helen snapped, her voice was a bit low and harsh, preventing the kids and Gavin's mother from hearing anything.I let my emotions gultify me as Helen spoke. I couldn't tell how I really felt but I had the urge in me to go save Gavin wherever he is.“Where are they?” I asked Helen.She didn't waste a second to tell me. “At a rural area around the pack.” She explained.I nodded my head, heading towards Gavin's mum and the twins. “We need to get going. I've got work to do.”“Mummy, when will you visit again, you and daddy?” Logan asked.I squatted before them
*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