Evelyn. Life was so good again. After everything that had happened with me - with messing around in my head with the thought of going back to Alpha Cyrus, and ignoring the man that had been there for me through thick and thin - I was finally back to being myself. “Hey, baby!” I called out to Alpha Gaius as he came out to the living room. “Good morning!” I said once I got his attention. I blew him a kiss from where I was and watched with a smile as he pretended to catch it and plastered it right on his lips. Right there! How could I have thought of leaving a man who would die for me just for the one who was ready to kill me?“Hey, kitty. Good morning.” The man said when he got to where I was seated. He gave me a kiss on my cheek after inhaling my scent for a few seconds. “Something smells good.” He moaned in my ear. I knew what he was trying to insinuate. I slapped him on the arm to keep him back in focus. “Sit and let’s eat breakfast,” I told him. When he looked like he wanted t
Alpha Gaius. “So, like I was saying before, I really would love it if you and I could work together to bring Alpha Cyrus down. I would have loved to do it by myself, but you know that I am now old and no longer have enough strength for battle with a young blood like Alpha Cyrus and yourself. But I want to make sure he pays for all his atrocities toward my daughter.” Alpha James continued the moment we got to the office and we were both seated. Now that Evelyn was no longer in the room with us, I knew I could be free with the man and truly discuss what was on my mind. That was why I wanted us to continue the discussion in my office, where Evelyn would not get to see the kind of man her father was. “I do understand your point, Alpha James,” I began, looking at the man intently. “And I do want to work with you as you’ve requested because the man hurt my mate.” I shrugged as I said the last part. All the whine, my eyes didn’t leave the man. I took note of every single thing about him,
Evelyn. “How dare you!” My voice was a tone or two or even maybe three times louder than it usually was. I couldn’t believe my ears. After all these while, I was finally able to put a face to the person who made me have sleepless nights and always got me scared and lonely. How heartless could a person be to go as far as that? Especially to someone who was supposed to be their own family. “Why?” I asked after a minute. “Do you hate me that much?” I asked, looking at him. Out of all three of them - him, my sugar, and my father - he seemed to be the one who hated me the most. But I never once thought that the hate was enough to make him send me death threats. “Since you are no longer with Alpha Cyrus, I’ll tell you.” His voice didn’t carry any remorse for the things that happened. I waited for what I knew would break my heart once I learned of it. I wanted to tell him I was not interested, but I knew it would be a lie since I would always think of it every single day and would keep
Gaius. Holy fucking this!How could I have lost my guide and allowed this man to take me unaware?And to think that I was already aware of his antics, yet I allowed myself to relax. Maybe it was because I thought that if I alerted him to the fact that I knew what he was thinking about, that would make him back down. Little did I know that would fuel his anger instead. “No, you don’t!” I yelled at the man when he rushed over the table in an attempt to get the phone with me. That didn’t stop him. Instead, he flew over and stretched his arm to reach me. I moved my seat backward, and that was the first mistake. The chair toppled over and I found myself losing balance. Both the chair and myself were on the floor in recorded time. I hit my head against the wall and felt my eyes doubling everything in my sight. I blinked once, then twice to get out of the forge. Once I felt myself getting back to normal, I stood up as fast as I could, ready to move out of the reach of Alpha Jane’s, but I
Evelyn. My head was foggy and I couldn’t explain why. One last thing I remembered was hearing Gaius’s voice from the office where he had gone to talk with my father concerning Cyrus, then everything else went blank. Right! Gaius!As I wanted to stand up to rush to the office, I saw him beside me. “Gaius?” I called, unsure of myself for reasons I couldn’t fathom. “Welcome back.” He told me, hugging me as if his life depended on it. Welcome back? From what? Or where?Then, it all came to me in a rush. How I heard his scream and I had wanted to go to the office to help him but my brother had tried to stop me. In a fit of anger, I felt my vibe cracking and my body changing. Soon, I was in my wolfs form - something I had prayed earnestly for to happen since I turned eighteen but I didn’t get the luck. “Are you okay?” I asked him, losing myself from his embrace to look him over very well. My eyes fell on it then, the fresh bite mark on his arm. I knew without a doubt that I had done
Alpha James. For the last time, I turned to look back to see if anyone was after me, but the coast was clear. There was no sign of any other human being, nor did my wolf smell any threat around. Relaxing a bit, I dashed in the direction of Alpha Cyrus’s pack. When I got there, the guards at the gate took a look at me, then at each other, trying to see if they should let me in. I couldn’t blame them for the look because I felt like hell worn over myself. So, I didn’t need a soothsayer to alert me to the fact that I was looking very bad. Heck, my head hurt like it was being hammered and my left hand was twisted in an odd form, so I knew that I had broken the bone. Because Alpha Gaius had always been gentle and stayed away from trouble, I had assumed that it was because he was a weakling. Little did I know that I was wrong. If it hadn’t been for the distraction that happened, I was very sure I would be a dead man by now. My mind went to Roman briefly as I pondered on whether he had
Alpha Cyrus. How dare he?How dare Alpha James treat me like that after everything I had done for the man? And to think he had the audacity to come here and warn me about what he was about to do. Well, it could only mean one thing - the man was ready to die. Because there was no way I would just sit still and wait for the man to ruin everything I had managed to work out for. One word from him and everything would go up in flames. Now was not the time for me to lose everything. Especially not when I was still dealing with the consequences of the actions of his daughter. And now what? He wanted to add to my agony? He thought he could threaten me just because he knew my darkest secrets?There were no two options about it at the moment. I was going to eliminate the man before he even had the chance to blabber off what he knew. “What are you going to do about him?” Raven asked me, still hugging me tightly. “I am going to take care of things. Don’t worry yourself and just go to bed,”
Alpha Cyrus. “If you think that I wouldn’t get rid of you just because you have done evidence against me, then I would advise you to rethink that decision,” I told the man in the calmest voice I had ever mustered. “Then, go right ahead and do it.” He dared me, his eyes blazing like fire that could not be extinguished. I bent down until I was looking at him face to face. I picked up the clipper that I had dropped in a fit of rage. Then, I grabbed his hand back. While still staring at his face, I clipped the clipper against his smallest finger. The howl of pain that came with the snap of the clipper and the small finger on the floor gave me immerse satisfaction than I thought would be possible. I stood up from the floor and dropped the clipper in my hand, ignoring the clattering sound it made. “I didn’t do it!” The man pleaded when he saw me looking at his other finger. “You know what they say about dead men not being able to tell a tale?” I asked, looking at his bleeding finger a
“Evelyn, I need you to listen to me,” Gaius said, his voice low but steady, cutting through the anger consuming me. His green eyes fixed on mine, unwavering, even as my wolf bared her teeth and snarled in warning.“I can’t,” I gasped, my voice broken, almost unrecognizable. The primal force inside me surged, raw and uncontrollable, drowning out reason. My claws flexed, slicing the air as I took an instinctive step back.“You can,” Gaius cut in, stepping closer, his movements deliberate, calm. “You’re stronger than this, Evelyn. Look at me. I’m right here.”A guttural growl erupted from my throat, and before I could stop myself, I lunged. My wolf moved with blind fury, her grief a palpable force driving her.Gaius was ready. He stepped to his sides swiftly, catching my wrists mid way. His grip was strong but not harsh, a steady counter to the wildness consuming me.“Evelyn, stop!” he barked, his Alpha tone cutting through the haze like a sharp blade.But my wolf wasn’t ready to stop. S
Evelyn’s povThe room was buried in silence, heavy and suffocating. Gaius’s words lingered in the air, his promise to protect me from losing more piercing through the grief that took over my mind.But it wasn’t enough. Nothing about this felt enough.I stood abruptly, the blanket falling from my shoulders. “I can’t do this,” I said, my voice shaking with barely contained rage.“Evelyn,” Gaius started, rising to meet me, his tone cautious.“No,” I cut him off, walking towards the window, the frustration in my chest itching to be let out. “Sitting here, mourning, letting them walk away with everything they’ve taken from us—it’s not enough. It’s not me.”“You’re grieving,” he said softly, moving closer.I turned to face him, my wolf stirring beneath my skin. “And I’ll grieve later. But not now. Not while Clara’s standing there beside Roman like she’s untouchable. Not while the Council of Elders protects them and refuses to see the truth. They think they’ve won, Gaius. They think I’ll fa
Evelyn's pov“Evelyn, you need to eat something,” Gaius said softly, his voice filled with worry as he knelt beside me. His hand reached for mine, but I pulled it back, squeezing further into myself on the couch. The blanket wrapped around my shoulders felt like the only thing keeping me together.“I’m not hungry,” I muttered, my voice low.“You’ve been saying that for days,” he cut in, his tone strict now, though not unkind. “You can’t keep doing this. Your body needs—”“My body needs nothing,” I interrupted, my voice sharp as my gaze finally met his. “What’s the point, Gaius? Why does it even matter?”He flinched, but instead of arguing, he moved closer, his green eyes searching mine. “It matters because you matter, Evelyn. Don’t you see that? I can’t lose you too.”My throat tightened, the weight of his words settling over me like a heavy wood. “You deserve better than this,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “Better than me. I couldn’t even…”“Stop,” he said firmly, cutting me o
Evelyn’s povWhen I woke, the world was muted, hazy around the edges, as though I were emerging from a thick fog. The sharp ache in my body was overwhelming, radiating from my abdomen and seeping into every nerve. My lids fluttered open, and the dim light of the room filtered in, casting long shadows on the walls.The first thing I saw was Gaius, seated at my bedside. His hand clasped mine tightly, as if letting go would cause me to slip away. His face was pale, his eyes red-rimmed, his usual controlled demeanor replaced by an expression I’d rarely seen on him: anguish.“Evelyn,” he breathed, his voice breaking with relief. “Thank the moon.”I tried to speak, but my throat was dry, and my lips felt cracked. “What… what happened?” I managed to rasp, the words scratching painfully as they left me.“You were poisoned,” Gaius said, his voice low but laced with fury. His eyes darkened as he spoke the word, and his jaw tightened as though he was forcing himself to remain calm.The memory of
Evelyn's povThe scent was unmistakable. As soon as I opened my eyes, it hit me—the rich, comforting smell of the meals my mother used to make. It was a blend of herbs, spices, and something warm and hearty, familiar and safe. I could almost hear her humming in the kitchen, the sound that always seemed to follow the delicious aroma of her cooking. For a moment, I thought I had drifted back in time, back to when everything was simpler, when my biggest concern was running through the halls of the packhouse with my siblings, laughing and carefree.I rose slowly from bed, the lingering warmth of the covers against my skin making me want to sink back into them. But the smell pulled me out of my stupor, and I couldn’t resist. I slipped into my slippers and walked quietly down the hall, following the scent like a trail.When I entered the kitchen, my steps faltered. There, standing at the stove, was Clara. She was stirring something in a pot, her focus completely on the task at hand. I co
Evelyn's pov.The day felt heavy, as though the weight of everything I’d been struggling with had finally caught up to me.My steps were slow as I made my way through the corridors of the packhouse, my hand resting on my stomach. The baby inside me had grown stronger, more active, and yet I could feel the toll it was taking on my body.I’d been so caught up in the chaos of everything around me—Roman, my father, Gaius, and the constant pressure of the pack—that I hadn’t taken the time to care for myself.Today, I was going for my checkup, and I could only hope that the doctor would have some good news.Gaius walked beside me, his presence a constant source of comfort. His hand brushed against mine every now and then, a subtle reminder that no matter what was happening around us, I wasn’t alone.“How are you feeling?” he asked, his voice low and concerned.“I’m fine,” I said, though my words didn’t feel as convincing as I wanted them to. “Just tired.”“You need to rest more,” he said,
Evelyn’s P.o.vThe weight of uncertainty hung heavy over the room. Gaius, Lisa, Adam, and I sat in the study, the air thick with tension as we tried to piece together our next move. My father’s whereabouts—or what Roman believed to be his fate—loomed over every word spoken.“We need to consider the possibility that Cyrus has him,” I said, breaking the silence. My voice trembled slightly, but I forced myself to speak clearly. “If Roman isn’t lying, and if my father’s not dead, there’s no one else who would go to such lengths to keep him hidden.”Lisa nodded thoughtfully, her gaze sharp as she exchanged a glance with Adam. “It would make sense,” she said, tapping her fingers against the armrest of her chair. “Cyrus would gain leverage over you that way. And we know he doesn’t shy away from using people as pawns.”Adam leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. “If Cyrus does have him, we need proof before we act. Otherwise, we’re walking into a trap.”“I know that,” I replied, try
Evelyn’s P.o.vThe silence between Gaius and me stretched long and thin as the car sped away from my father’s packhouse. I couldn’t shake Clara’s words, her hesitant voice playing on a loop in my mind.He’s not coming back. Roman thinks he’s dead.No matter how many times I replayed it, I couldn’t accept it. My father—dead? No. It wasn’t possible. He was too strong, too clever to be taken down so easily. But the doubt wormed its way into my thoughts, gnawing at my resolve.Gaius’s steady grip on the wheel was the only anchor keeping me tethered to the moment. I could feel his glances, the weight of his concern, but I didn’t have the energy to meet his gaze. Instead, I stared out the window at the passing trees, their green blur doing little to distract me from the storm in my chest.“Evelyn,” Gaius said softly, his voice cutting through the hum of the engine.“I don’t want to talk about it,” I said flatly, not looking at him.“You’re not fooling anyone,” he replied, his tone gentle bu
Evelyn's P.o.vThe air in the packhouse was suffocating. My wolf moved uneasy beneath my skin, her unease mirroring my own as Roman stood before me, his expression a mixture of defiance and barely concealed fear. His hands were clenched at his sides, his jaw tight, but his eyes betrayed him. “I told you,” he said, his voice wavering despite his attempt at control, “I don’t know where Father is.” “Liar,” I said, taking a step closer. My voice was steady, but inside, my anger simmered, threatening to boil over. “You’re hiding something, Roman. Just tell me the truth.” “I’m not hiding anything!” he snapped, though his gaze darted to Gaius, who stood at my side, silent and imposing. Gaius didn’t speak, but his presence alone was enough to make Roman flinch. I narrowed my eyes, my wolf growling low in my chest. “Do you think I’m stupid? Do you think I don’t see through you? I know you know something. Stop wasting my time.” Roman’s lips pressed into a thin line, and he took a st