IRIS'S POVTRUST HIM, MARRY HIM“Did you pick these men yourself?” I asked, I was on a call with Helen. There was no response for awhile, I checked my screen to see if I was still on the call with her or she ended it.“Helen, are you still there?”“Yeah, I am right here.” She answered tiredly. She was far from being tired, she just wasn't in support of me marrying someone else.“I know you hate what I am doing right now but I really don't care Helen, you should know that by now.”“Of course, I know there's no one that can change your mind when you make crazy decisions like this.”“It's not a crazy decision. I'm doing this for the good of everyone.”“And how is choosing another man apart from Gavin a good decision, Iris?”“Not again, Helen. We've been past this.”“Fine.”She had tried to convince me before now, but nothing was changing my mind. And then again, I couldn't help but think of how stressed out and disappointed the kids would be if they knew that I wasn't getting married to
IRIS'S POVGENUINE INTIMACYHis words had penetrated into my heart and for a moment, I wondered if it was all a dream. If those things I said to him were real. It was real, I felt his lips touch everywhere in my body. And this time around, I didn't need to pretend like I didn't want him.It didn't feel like a dream, it was so real that I could hear him whisper some words into my ears as we were deep into the intimacy.“Dont stop!” I muttered out those words as he was right on top of me. He whispered back, he wasn't going to stop until I was tired of him and tonight I doubted if I was ever going to ask him to stop.The whole conversation we had downstairs had me smiling within. I had come to forgive myself, finally, to accept him and to accept that whatever we had in the past was a mistake he made and finally did all he could to gain my forgiveness.I moaned, he had hit a spot pretty hard. He stopped and looked at me with pity like I was some little virgin, having sex for the first tim
GAVIN'S POVWEDDING PLANS“How did you do it? Seriously, you need to share whatever you use to change her mind so drastically.” Jerry paused, pointing his fingers at me like I had committed a crime I should be guilty for.“You truly have a talisman, don't you?” he accused.I looked up from my phone and glared at him, “Quit your nonsense talk and call the wedding planners again.” I instructed.He checked his wristwatch, “They should be on their way by now, what's keeping them?”“That's for you to find out, Jerry. Go do your job instead of adding to my headaches.”“Quit being rude to me or else I will forfeit from being your groomsman on your wedding day.” He teased me.“I could easily find someone else, Jerry. Don't mess with me.”“You had better not try it.” he warned playfully before walking towards the door. Then I heard him greet someone politely, I looked up to see it was Iris.“Were you deliberately declining my calls?” I asked her as she walked into my office, Jerry winked at me
IRIS'S POVWEDDING PLANS CONT'DGavin and I arrived at his mother's house to visit the kids and her, we've been everywhere, doing so much wedding planning but it's time we saw the kids. And I was fulfilling my promises to them now by bringing Gavin along with me.We were off work today, planning a date with the kids. They also had to participate on our wedding ceremony.“Mummy, daddy.” The twins voices synced, as they rushed to hug both Gavin and I.“How are my babies doing?” I asked Logan and lyra, touching their little faces. They looked so neat and healthy. “We're doing great mum. Grandma is doing a great job.”I nodded. “I can see that.”“Of course who else would take better care of them if not for me.” Gavin's mother appeared into the room as she approached us with a smile on her face.“I hear wedding plans, how true are they?” She asked. Gavin and I stared at each other.“Jerry told you, didn't he?” Gavin asked. “That sly, he won't keep his mouth shut.” He hissed.His mother sma
Gavin's POVATTACKAfter the whole drama with my father, we took the kids with us. They were excited but my mum felt sad that they were leaving her. Iris and I promised to bring them back to her. We only have time for them now before we decide to leave the pack work to our secretaries, they are capable of handling things until we come back to our duties.As I drove Iris and the kids, I couldn't help but hear the twins argue behind the back seat.“What’s going on with the both of you?” Iris questioned them, her authoritative voice echoed. They kept mute instantly. “I need answers.” she pressed on. I'd like to know why they were bickering just now, they rarely quarrel like this.From the rearview mirror, I could see Logan shushing Lyra up, his fingers on his lips as she tried to explain.“Logan, let lyra talk.” I said“Logan won't stop talking about his dream, it scares me as he keeps explaining.” Lyra explained.“Logan, is that true?” Iris questioned him, her voice was calm this time a
Chapter 75GAVIN'S POVA WARNINGThe memory of the incident still lingers, if I hadn’t driven away so quickly, they might have succeeded in killing us. My thoughts were abruptly interrupted by the loud ringing of my phone. I glanced at the screen, Jerry was calling.“Where have you been? I’ve been trying to reach you,” Jerry's voice was sharp on the other end.“Sorry about that, I was tied up with some things here at the office,” I replied.“Whatever you're working on can wait. I need you to look into something for me right away,” Jerry's tone was urgent.I paused, walking back to the desk to pick up the slip of paper where I had written the licence plate number of the vehicle that had nearly hit us.“What’s going on, sir?” Jerry asked, sensing the tension.“A car tried to run the kids, Iris, and me off the road today. It failed, but it was no accident. I memorised the licence plate, and I need you to find out who owns that car,” I explained, my voice controlled but tense.“Holy hell!
IRIS'S POVPLOTTING PLANSI had another meeting scheduled with the pack officials today. As I sat down at the head of the table, the air felt heavy, thick with the weight of too many concerns.I scanned the room, trying to gauge the expressions of those seated around me. Each of them bore the same strained look, etched with the same tension I was feeling. No one smiled anymore, not since the attacks started.Another one of the officials, Leon, stood up and cleared his throat. I could already see the frustration in his eyes before he even spoke.“We spotted strange faces again,” Leon started, his voice gravelly, “near the southern border this time. Whoever they were, they slipped away before we could catch them.”The room hummed with murmurs of dissatisfaction. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my temples. It was always the same. Strange faces.Elusive spies. Unsettling news. My pack was on the brink of breaking, and it felt like everything was slipping through my fingers.“Are we eve
IRIS'S POVPLAN IN MOTIONHis expression didn’t change, but I saw something flicker behind his eyes. Hurt, maybe? Or regret? He opened his mouth to respond, but whatever he was going to say, it was cut off by the sound of Helen clearing her throat softly from across the room.I turned, and she gave me a look, time to go. We didn’t have the luxury of dwelling on family drama right now. The moon was rising, and our plan needed to be set into motion.“We’ll talk later,” I said to my father, my voice flat, though we both knew that “later” might never come.He nodded, though I could tell he wasn’t satisfied with how things had ended. Neither was I. But we didn’t have time to fix it, not tonight.As I walked toward Helen, I could still feel his eyes on me, but I didn’t look back. There were bigger things at play now, things that wouldn’t wait for me to patch up the fractures in my family.Helen gave me a small, sympathetic smile as I joined her. “Everything okay?”I shrugged. “It will be.”
*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