AlexisSpending the night at Alex’s place left me feeling calmer, almost like I had stepped out of the storm, but I still didn’t know what he planned to do next. I trusted him, though, and decided not to push. I’d let him reveal whatever he was up to in his own time. Even without crossing any lines, being here with him gave me peace, something I’d almost forgotten existed.When I checked the clock and saw it was 5 a.m., I knew I had to leave. “I need to go,” I said, shifting off the bed. Alex looked at me, his face shadowed with reluctance, but he didn’t protest.“Unless you want our son to face danger, I can’t stay any longer,” I told him. The words “our son” slipped out naturally, surprising me. My heart fluttered at the realization. Deep inside, I accepted that Valen truly belonged to Alex, not Byron. That thought brought a strange satisfaction, almost like I’d won a game I didn’t even know I was playing. No longer was I tied to Byron’s chaos and cruelty. I had an escape, a way
Alex Gianna's voice grated on my nerves as she ranted about how Alexis had indirectly accused her of taking Valen. I wanted to tell her to shut the fuck up so I could focus on the surveillance feeds in front of me. Each screen showed a different angle of Byron’s house, captured by the secret cameras my men had installed. Gianna hovered beside me, seething like an angry cactus.“Why would I even want to take her son?” she huffed.I nodded absently, keeping my eyes on the monitors, my headset on as I listened to the surveillance audio and zoomed in with the joystick. “Can you stop? I’m trying to see how the boy got taken.” I shot her a sidelong glance. “And honestly, maybe you share some blame here. You were home last night, weren’t you?”Her face twisted in indignation. “Are you serious? Since when did I become his nanny? Or his mother, who just leaves him for her lover?”I ignored her barbed reply and scribbled timestamps on my notepad. She hissed under her breath, stormed off to m
AlexisI let out a cry of pure joy, flying down the stairs to pull Valen into my arms. My precious boy was safe and right here in front of me. The tight hug I gave him probably squeezed the breath out of him, but he didn’t complain. Instead, he clung to me, pressing his small body against mine as if he’d missed me just as much.“Mommy!” he squealed, burying his face against my neck. I lifted him up, showering his cheeks, forehead, and tiny nose with kisses, tears streaming down my face in a mixture of relief and guilt. “Oh, my baby, I am so sorry,” I whispered, my voice trembling as I held him even tighter. “Please, please forgive Mommy. I promise I’ll never leave you again, not for a single second.” Valen nodded, his little head bobbing up and down.“That woman took me,” he said, frowning as he remembered. “I didn’t like her. I don’t wanna go there again.”Hearing him say that made my heart ache, knowing he’d been scared and confused, dragged into this chaos just because of the adu
Alexis Four days after all that chaos, Valen started school. I couldn’t stop smiling as I watched him bouncing with excitement in front of the mirror, his grin as wide as I’d ever seen. He kept rambling about his school supplies and every little thing I’d bought him like they were treasures.“Mommy, I’m going to be so popular at school! Just wait and see,” he declared, glowing with pride. I bent down, adjusting the collar on his crisp, white shirt and smoothing out the navy blue blazer bearing Brookstone Academy’s crest. It was the most expensive school in the province, a place that only the elite could even think about sending their kids to. But he belonged there, all polished and perfect with his neatly knotted tie, khaki pants, and shiny black shoes.“Look at you, my handsome little man,” I said, my heart swelling. “You look like you’re ready to conquer the world.” He laughed, jumping around, too full of energy to stand still.I’d dressed up, too, shedding my usual style for some
Alex Seeing Alexis looking so incredibly sexy in her little red dress caused an intense sexual craving within me. My cock ached to be touched, and I was already horny as hell even before coming here. I was in my heat period and needed my mate's supple body by my side to quell this sexual hunger that threatened to consume me whole.And, of course, the hottest girl in the room was mine to have. She looked gorgeous today. I could have sworn I'd never seen such a perfect specimen of a human being before. Her dark, curly hair framed her face perfectly with its soft texture. Her face looked like an angel, but her body was curvy as a sex dominatrix. She had a sweet little smile on her lips and rosy cheeks. My eyes traveled down the length of her body and returned to her face. Her dress fit her like a glove, and she swayed seductively back and forth as she walked toward me with long strides. And when those full breasts rose with every breath, I almost burst a nut.My mouth watered just t
Alexis Alex and I sat close, our faces inches apart, wrapped in the gaze that could melt everything around us. His eyes burned, intense with desire, making it clear he wanted more, but I held back.I wasn’t ready yet; I needed to move slowly, and I needed to make sense of the guilt still eating at me. Byron was technically still my husband; I couldn’t ignore that, even if he’d been a hollow shell of a partner. But that didn’t stop the fire in Alex’s eyes or how he leaned in as if I were the only thing he saw.He started the car, breaking the moment, and I glanced around, taking in where we were. “Did we really just do all this in a parking lot?”Alex chuckled, his voice thick with amusement. “What? A little parking lot fantasy too wild for you?” He gave me a cheeky grin. “I told you there’s a bad girl under all that ‘good wife’ nonsense, didn’t I?”I laughed, a little embarrassed but definitely not disagreeing. I gave his arm a light smack, feeling my cheeks warm up. Then his hand sl
AlexisStanding beside Byron on the ceremonial grounds felt like torture. The clearing was secluded, encircled by tall trees that seemed to be watching this farce of a ritual unfold. I wanted to be anywhere but here, standing next to a man I could barely stomach, watching him go through the motions of a ritual he didn’t deserve. Around us, stone circles marked the ground. They were symbols of power and tradition that I couldn’t bring myself to believe in. Along with the other future pack leaders, Byron stood shoulder-to-shoulder, radiating an aura of authority. As for me, I was simply playing my part, dressed in earth-toned garments that felt heavy with tradition I no longer believed in. Alex should have been here, but he was nowhere to be found. Probably for the best, considering the circus this had become.In my hands, I held a small, hand-crafted jar of scented oils, the thick glass cool against my skin. The oils nearly slipped from my grasp as I prepared to anoint Byron’s legs
Alex I pushed back my chair, and the harsh scrape echoed through the room. “Excuse me, I need to use the restroom,” I announced, forcing a neutral tone. But I had no intention of using the guest restroom downstairs. No, I was taking a little walk and chose to go upstairs, away from Byron’s smug grin and this ridiculous dinner. Since no one seemed to be paying attention, I slipped out quietly.The upper floor was quiet and spacious, with a long hallway lined with photos on the walls. Valen’s innocent smile stared back at me from countless frames, his bright eyes a painful reminder of everything that had been stolen. One particular photo caught my attention—Valen with Byron and Alexis, a "family portrait" of lies. His supposed father. It made my blood boil. My fingers twitched with the urge to rip that picture down and throw it across the hallway.I walked on, keeping my pace steady. Some doors were open just a crack, but I ignored them, knowing that every corner of this place was li
Gianna Peter and I sat across from each other in the quiet room. The only sound between us was the rustle of tissue in my hands. I sniffed, wiping my nose and feeling the remnants of my earlier breakdown.Peter crouched in front of me with a smirk creeping onto his face.“Look at you,” he said softly. “I never pictured you to be so emotional.”“Oh, shut up,” I muttered playfully, tossing the crumpled tissue into a nearby trash can.“Come on, big girl, hug it out,” Peter said, spreading his arms wide. Unable to resist, I chuckled and closed the gap between us. His arms wrapped around me, warm and secure, pulling me into a hug that felt like home.I let myself melt into him, breathing his scent and relishing the quiet strength of his embrace. His hands cradled my face, and his lips were on mine before I could say anything.The kiss was soft and unhurried, carrying a passion that made my knees weak. His eyes were filled with sincerity when he pulled back.“I’m falling in love with you,
GiannaMy chest caved, and I couldn't maintain eye contact with Alexis and Alex after Peter had dropped that bombshell about us being mates.The tent felt suffocating, and his words kept ringing in my ears: Gianna and I are fated mates.The silence in the room was so thick, like the awkward cousin at a family reunion—uncomfortable and making everyone wonder who would break the silence first.My eyes darted to everyone's reactions. Alexis stood still, her eyes dimmed with shock. Alex looked utterly perplexed, his gaze bouncing between Peter and me as if waiting for someone to yell, Gotcha!Lisa's shock was the loudest. Her face paled, and her lips parted as though she were going to scream, but instead, she let out a low gasp followed by a horrified look. Peter's mom stared at her son, her face slack with shock.And then there was Peter. His eyes burned with the fire of someone ready to fight for what he believed was his, and he held my hand, ready to shield me from whatever backlash mi
Peter My nostrils flared with anger, and my heartbeat pounded. Lisa screamed trouble ever since the moment she stormed toward us. It was one thing for her to feel the silent talk of abandonment ever since I met Gianna, but this was an explosion I hadn't seen coming.Her voice, like nails on a chalkboard, grated on my ears. I'd never seen her like this—loud, volatile, and uncouth. She was a far cry from the sweet girlfriend I knew her to be—or maybe I hadn't known her as well as I thought.My anger wasn't from the embarrassment, for I didn't give two flying fucks about these people here except for Alexis. My rage was because Lisa made Gianna appalled. She looked away and rubbed her hands against her clothing as if trying to rid them of something. She would have done that if she had the power to melt into the shadows and disappear. Anger bubbled under my skin at how mortified she looked."Why would a high-class lady like her want anything to do with you?" Lisa asked. "What could you po
Gianna The reception hall buzzed with life. Laughter, cheers, and the over-enthusiastic guests filled the space. The older ones munched on their food while the younger ones danced on the floor, gyrating to some recent hit from the live band.Leaning against one of the columns, I sipped on a glass of sparkling water. Alexis didn’t need me anymore, and my legs almost gave way from standing in my ridiculous heels for hours. I had since changed into flats and let my poor toes breathe.A smile crept onto my lips when my gaze landed on Alex and Valen dancing together. The sight of father and son tugged at my heart, and I was genuinely happy for Alex. The little one had been giving him such a hard time for months.Watching them now, with pure and cheerful laughter ringing out and the pride on his father’s face, made me smile. Alexis had found her happiness, and she so deserved this perfect moment.“What’s a beautiful woman like you doing standing by herself?”I turned my head to find Louis,
AlexisThe morning of day seven arrived like a whirlwind, filled with nerves that hung heavy in every cell of my body. My room was a chaos of curling irons, foundation brushes, and bridesmaids humming around me like bees.Despite my usual nonchalant attitude, I couldn't deny how anxious I was. It tightened around my chest and shocked me. For someone who had always claimed she wouldn't be bothered by society's expectations, today felt different, and I wanted everything to go right.Already feeling cranky because I had been awake since 4:00 AM, I was mentally ticking off every item on my checklist while the hairdressers and makeup artists were doing their thing. Gianna was helping some of the maids steam the bridal gown and the bridesmaids' dresses.“You look like a queen already,” Gianna said as she walked past me. She perched on the edge of the bed with a grin, trying to distract me. Then she leaned closer and whispered, “What’s the first thing you’re doing after this whole circus is
Lying in Peter's arms felt like I had just entered heaven. His heartbeat thumped steadily beneath my ear, and I rested my head on his chest. His fingers traced lazy circles on my back, lulling me into a sense of peace I hadn’t felt in years. For once, my worries seemed like distant shadows, temporarily banished by his warmth.“Is this what you were trying to give up? This bliss?” Peter teased, breaking the comfortable silence.I sighed and tilted my head to look up at him. His eyes sparkled with mischief, but I could see the sincerity beneath. He pleaded with me, silently asking me to see the world as he did.“As much as I enjoyed our little…session,” I began with a teasing lilt, “things aren’t as straightforward as you think. There are stakes we need to overcome.”“Like what?” he challenged, raising an eyebrow. “Because right now, I can’t think of a single thing worth ruining this for.”“For starters, your girlfriend,” I said, sitting up and pulling the blanket closer around me.Pete
GiannaPeter kissed me and lifted me into his arms when we entered my room. It was a kiss to end all kisses, a soft press of lips to lips. I melted instantly, wrapping my arms around his neck and pressing myself as close to him as possible. He held me tight against his body, and his lips moved gently against mine, tasting each dip and curve. A moan escaped my lips as his hands trailed down to rest at the waistband of my dress. His fingers slid under the hem and slipped along the smooth skin of my thigh, causing my knees to buckle."Fuck, Gianna. You're perfect. No wonder everyone wants to be in bed with you," he murmured, his breath hot as it brushed against my cheeks and neck before burying his head between my breasts.I ran my hands down his chest until I reached the buttons of his shirt and unbuttoned them before sliding the garment from his shoulders. The cool air hit my heated skin, causing goose bumps to rise. I wrapped my arms around Peter's waist and pressed my mouth eagerly
Gianna The party was in full swing, and I tried to blend into the background. The room was lively and filled with laughter, and I did my best to stay out of the spotlight. My eyes wandered to the far side of the room, where Oscar was talking animatedly to a girl. He was leaning far too close, flirting with her in his typical style. I rolled my eyes. The spoiled brat didn't deserve an ounce of my energy, and the only person I felt pity for was the girl who must be thinking she had hit the jackpot.Alex's boisterous voice cut through the crowd and pulled my attention. He was standing beside his bride and gesturing dramatically. "Seriously, look at her. She's the most beautiful woman in this room," he declared, earning a round of applause, chuckles, and whistles from his friends."Alex, you are super hyper and happy. Can't you see how Alexis is subtle because she knows your flattery is not a big deal to her?" one of the guys said, but Alex waved him off."You better not be fooled by tha
GiannaThe wildlife reserve stretched out in front of us. It was an endless expanse of greenery dotted with open fields and enclosures for animals. I loved the smell of fresh grass, but initially, when we got here, I was skeptical. Peter forced me to stay. I wasn’t much of a wildlife enthusiast, and the idea of spending my day surrounded by animals wasn’t exactly thrilling."Trust me, you will have fun," Peter had said, and I rolled my eyes.But as we ventured deeper into the reserve, his infectious excitement began to chip away at my reluctance. I gasped when I saw zebras lying lazily in the distance. A few giraffes towered over the bushes, stretching their necks gracefully to nibble on the leaves of acacia trees."Look at that one," Peter said, pointing at a particularly playful baby giraffe galloping awkwardly beside its mother. "Reminds me of how I was as a kid."I suppressed a small laugh. We moved to an enclosure where a family of meerkats stood upright, peering cautiously at us