IRIS.BLIND DATE“What is it this time, Helen?” I groaned as I stared at her through the FaceTime we were on. For a reason, she ended up drunk and had a serious hangover. She knew she fell sick after getting drunk and should drink lightly, but went ahead to get super drunk. This was the fifth time my phone has been ringing with her calls. “I asked June to send in some files to you this morning. And it was one from Gavin.” As she said his name, my hand that was hovering over the iPad which was before me stopped. “About the custody he requested the other day.” I started to search for the file on my table and soon found it. Forcing the cover open, I could see the heading. He was freaking serious about this custody shit. I haven't been a good mother to Logan and I don't think I'm ready to face him right now and admit the fact that I am his mother to him. How would he look at me? For all these five years, I just left him without a mother figure in his life, just because I wanted to get
IRISDEAL!I looked up at the man clad in a fitted black suit with neatly cut brown hair standing before me. He had a bright smile, and I knew he was familiar. “Jude,” I called and he flashed a bright smile before taking his seat before me. The last thing I expected was for those damned advisors to get someone I am acquainted with as my date. “So it's true. You really are from the Green family.” He said. “I'm sorry for keeping you waiting, but I was practically forced here.” “I understand.” I bluntly replied as I waved the waiter over to get my order. I had a lot of things to do and I wasn't here for any catching up of any sort. “I'll take a cup of juice.” “Yes, Miss Green.” The waiter bowed before turning to Jude for his order. Jude used to be one of those admiring me from afar when I was in college. I knew about it because Helen didn’t hesitate to spill the tea of anyone who spoke about me to me, but I've never spoken to him more than two times and it was a forced conversation.
GAVIN. MATING SEASON “Did you hear? The alpha made a project deal with the Greens.” “I don't believe it. The same Greens?” “Yes…”I let out a low growl as I pushed the doors of the conference room open. The entire room which was a second ago filled with their gossiping became silent. I should be having a meeting with Iris this morning and I didn't sleep a wink last night. I was busy thinking of my strategy to bring her in as I progressed with the business, and before I knew it, it was dawn. So I was extra cranky early this morning. “They're here.” Jerry said to me as I settled at the head of the table. The doors were pushed to the side and there she was, standing in a formal outfit. The black dress she wore underneath kissed her curves perfectly and she had a white coat draped over her shoulders. Her blonde hair was down, making her look like an angel. Looking at her before me made me aroused for some reason and her sweet scent mixed with the mate scent didn't help my situatio
IRISA MISTAKE?What on earth was I thinking when I accepted to come over during his rut? As I sat there and he was staring at me all through the meeting, I could feel the tugging in my chest and our bond pulling me towards him. Ever since he dumped me back then, I've been so focused in work to help me take my mind off him. Of course I liked him before we had a one night stand, it wouldn't be easy to toss him aside. “Tch.” I gritted my teeth as I walked towards the car where Helen was waiting for me already. "As she opened the car door for me, she remarked, 'That was quick.' I didn't register her comment until she slid in beside me, her face inches from my neck, her warm breath sending a shiver down my spine."“Don't tell me.” She said with her hand reaching for my coat to pull it away. “Don't tell me you had an intimate session with him…”“What are you talking about?” I frowned and she took out her phone, took a picture and showed it to me with a smug grin. “He gave you a hickey
IRIS.CURIOUS LYRA My heart fluttered as Lyra rushed into my arms to give me a big hug. I ruffled her hair gently before hugging her back and squatting to reach her height. “How was school today, my love?” I asked her as I placed a kiss on her forehead. “I had a lot of fun. I exchanged foods with Logan and his dad made some mashed potatoes and carrots. I loved it.” She squealed and I looked up at Logan who was just standing there watching us. “Come, Logan.” I gestured to him with my arms open and he sprinted over, hugging me tightly. I fought back tears as emotions overwhelmed me. This was an opportunity I didn't have all these years, to just hug him and kiss him as I do for Lyra. I felt like a bad mother who chose one child over another just for her personal gain. “How was school today, sweetheart?” I asked him with a sweet smile, trying to cover up my tears filled eyes. “It was great.” He replied, his eyes twinkling as he looked up at me. “Dad said Lyra would be coming over for
GAVINA DEATH WISH?“Dad, marry Lyra's mum.” I spat out my coffee so I wouldn't choke on it as Logan spoke. “Where is that coming from?” I asked him while wiping the table which now had coffee all over it. “Lyra doesn't have a dad, and I don't have a mum, so you two can get married and we'll be siblings.” He waved his hands multiple times as he explained to me. “I see.” I mumbled, placing my cup of coffee on the table. I wonder how Iris would react if our kids said that to us right in front of us. She might not want me but the kids do. My face flushed red as I stared at myself in the mirror. I was in my rut season already and I had to go into seclusion like I always did but deep down, I knew Iris might not show up if I didn't go to her. It hurt my pride as a dominant alpha to grovel before a woman but if it's Iris, I don't care. I wanted her and I'm not shameful to admit it. I wanted her without my rut feelings affecting me, I wanted her as my Luna but she hates me for my arrogan
GAVINAROUSALSSeeing her stand in front of me stamped it all. Even I could tell the scent caused of my pheromones was going wild but she didn't seem bothered as she just leaned against the doorframe. “Who directed you here?” She asked, eyeing me like I was a nuisance but that was the least of my worries now. She looked damn hot and I just wanted to pounce on her but it took all of my consciousness to pull myself back. “Y-you said you would come…” I mouthed, looking at the ground as if it would help me clear my thoughts. “I changed my mind, so leave.” She hummed and turned to close the door but I stopped it with my foot. “Come on, Iris, don't be this cruel. You can't tell me you don't know it's my rut already. Seeing you, I'm going wild right now.” I explained to her, or rather pleased because she was driving me crazy. “I couldn't care less. Help yourself in and take some soup…”“Lyra made one for me.” I cut her off, trying to hint at the urgency at which I needed her but all she
GAVINHIS ALPHAEverything was beginning to go hazy as my rut feelings started to take over at inhaling Iris' scent. Fuck, I had to put myself together or I would regret what would come by after and she might hate me too. “Fuck, Iris you've gotta do something about this. I'm going crazy.” I gasped before she tried pushing me off her and I just let her do what she wanted as I sat on the sofa while she stood up, running her fingers through her hair. “I knew it'll end up this way.” She gasped, turning away from me. “That's why I didn't want to come over…”“But we can't avoid this, Iris. We're together during this rut so why not just spend it and forget about whatever it is. We can worry about that tomorrow.” I said, still leaning back on the sofa, waiting for her to do something. I didn't want to be too forward so she wouldn't hit me, it was something she was ready to do at any time. Turning to face me, her expression was much better than before like she was able to suppress the urge
*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