CadenThat was one of a fucking morning! I walked away from the mansion and slipped into the sleek black car waiting for me outside the Frost building. I did not have time to sit and ponder on what occurred back at the breakfast table, I just went ahead and turned on the ignition. The car roared to life and I zoomed out of the estate.Time to head over to Peru’s agency to see what was going on. That Ethan of a guy didn’t seem as one dangerous, but pesty? He was one hell of a kind.In no time, the streets blurred into a haze outside the tinted windows. My thoughts, however, were already elsewhere. Lila was pulling dangerous strings here.I guess we were lucky that Ronan has not noticed anything yet or maybe he just has not gotten enough evidence yet. But I’m certain that he has his suspicions. I arrived in front of Peru’s agency. The sun hung high up in the sky, casting long shadows over the towering building. The entrance was discreet, the type that promised anonymity but whispered
EthanWe arrived at Alpha Ronan's study. My shoes are thudding against the polished wood. The Frost mansion loomed as it always did—oppressive, grand, and suffocating.But today, it felt worse. There was a tension in the air, a weight I couldn’t ignore.The heavy sound of our shoes echoed in the hallway, growing louder as we approached his study. My pulse quickened, but I forced myself to stand tall, locking my nerves away behind a mask of indifference.When the doors swung open, Alpha Ronan entered like a storm with his broad shoulders cutting a shadow across the room, his golden eyes sharp and unyielding.“Ethan,” he said flatly, his voice low, measured, but carrying the unmistakable weight of authority. “You seem to have more to say."I swallowed but didn’t flinch. “Yes, indeed. I have something important to tell you, Alpha.”His eyes narrowed slightly. “It had better be. I don’t waste time on trivialities.”“It’s about one Felix.”His expression changed instantly. The air around h
LilaThe Ball.“Get the fuck in here, Lila!” Emily’s voice cut through the muffled chatter like a whip.I flinched, the sound of her yell breaking my daze. Sighing, I slipped off the plush robe, letting it slide off my shoulders before pulling on a velvet dressing gown. The buttery fabric clung to my skin as I padded barefoot into the adjoining room.Emily stood in the center like a queen addressing her court, a stunning emerald gown shimmering under the soft chandelier light. Her hair was pinned into an elaborate updo, her makeup bold and unapologetic. She held out her arms with an exasperated expression.“You’re wasting time! Do you want to look like a wallflower tonight?” she demanded, gesturing toward the untouched dress hanging by the vanity.I crossed my arms, leaning against the doorframe. “Relax, Emily. We still have time.”“Time?” she scoffed, hands on her hips. “This isn’t just any party, Lila. It’s the ball. The one where everyone is important and by that, I mean everyone w
CadenDamn! The past three days had been a blur of restless nights and endless days that felt like they stretched on forever. I had done my best to avoid her—Lila. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to be around her; in fact, it was the complete opposite. She consumed my every thought, every inch of my body, and that made it impossible to stay away. But I had tried, damn it. She spent most of her time in the lab, and I had been doing my best to stay outside as much as possible. Out in the open air, where the distance between us was wide, and I could pretend for a while that I didn’t feel the magnetic pull of her presence.My wolf, however, was not so easy to deceive. It was restless, constantly pacing within me, yearning for her, seeking her out in every corner of the house, in every room I stepped into, in the very air I breathed. And each time I tried to keep my distance, it grew more agitated, clawing at the walls of my consciousness, demanding that I stop pretending.But I couldn’t
LilaI can’t believe I’m this unnerved by just being close to him. I was still arms intertwined with Caden’s arms and I could not hide how much of electrical impulses ran through me by just being this close to him. Can we not just get the fuck out of here to somewhere quiet? I think he heard my thoughts, because he smiled and whispered into my ears, “Don’t even think about it. Ronan would have both our heads.”I rolled my eyes. “ What are you talking about? “ I asked.“Come on Lila. I know that look in your eyes anyday and anytime.” He replied, straightening up just as Ronan was taking Joan to the dance floor.Of course he would. I had practically let him own me! I turned my attention back to the ballroom filled with different species of beings, but mostly populated by the werewolves of Silver Lake. The ballroom itself sparkled under the golden light and the air was buzzing with people in masks and expensive dresses and tuxedos. He gave his charming smile.My heart raced as I sto
CadenWhy the fuck was she so temperamental?!The moment she walked away, I felt the ache deep in my chest, a pull so strong it nearly dragged me after her. My wolf stirred restlessly, growling low, urging me to chase her, to make her stay. But I stayed rooted to the spot, staring at the space she left behind, pretending like I wasn’t considering following her out. I clenched my fists and forced myself to move to do anything but look as pathetic as I felt. Heading back to our table, I grabbed the nearest glass of wine and downed it in one go, ignoring the burn as it slid down my throat. It wasn’t enough to dull the need to claw at my insides, but it was a start. Just as I slammed the empty glass back on the table, Ronan and Joan returned, flanked by Ethan and Emily. They were all laughing, the warmth of their shared joy starkly contrasting with the cold storm brewing inside me.Ronan’s sharp gaze landed on me almost immediately, his brow furrowing slightly. “Where’s Lila?” he aske
Lila's POVHew ! So much for a confession. I shook my head and wrapped my arms over my chest as I stepped back into the ballroom. Nothing seemed different except for my thoughts. The lively hum of conversations and the clinking of glasses remained, but my heart was still racing from my earlier conversation with Caden. I don’t know how those words came out of my mouth, but I felt the effect it had on not just myself but Caden too. Could he also have feelings for me too? I sighed. If he did, he would have said something or shown it right? At least, I deserve a pat on the shoulder for being courageous enough to tell him how I felt.Good job, Lila, I thought, offering myself a small, self-satisfied smile. But even as I praised myself, a question gnawed at the back of my mind. What exactly do you freaking want?I knew what I didn’t want. Marriage was not on the list. Not yet, anyway. I didn’t want the suffocating expectations or the obligations that came with it, plus I don’t think
CadenAlpha Ronan, I hope you don’t scare the baby with that constant scowl of yours.I smiled silently at the words that played out in my thoughts. They did sound like what Lila would say to Ronan. She was with them on the stage and saying something to Ronan and Joan, but I could not quite make out what she said. Returning from the garden, I could not bring myself to return to the table in front. I wanted to give her some time to collect herself. I mean she just confessed that She loves me.I thought Ronan said she did not want to love anymore? What changed? She had returned from the stage and stood at the far side of the room, her auburn hair cascading down her back like silk, her smile lighting up the space around her. Watching her laugh, her head tilted slightly as Emily and Ethan cracked some joke, was enough to stir something in me—something I hadn’t felt in years.Ronan’s announcement caused the werewolves to be more merry. That was supposed to have been my plan too. Come
Emily The moment Ethan and Caden stepped back into the room, I could feel the shift in the air. My heart stuttered for a second as I took in the sight of my husband, his expression softer but still lined with the weight of everything that had just happened. Caden, on the other hand, looked like a man who just put out a fire, calm and assured. He caught Lila’s eye and gave her a subtle nod, a silent message passing between them.Lila turned to me and smiled. “Emily, Caden and I need to grab some groceries. We’ll pick up the kids on our way back.”I knew exactly what she was doing. She was giving us privacy, a chance to talk. A warm appreciation swelled in my chest, and I nodded, smiling back at her. “Thank you.”She waved me off as she grabbed her purse, and with a final knowing glance, she and Caden stepped out of the house, leaving Ethan and me alone.The silence stretched between us, heavy and uncertain. Ethan shifted his weight, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck. I stayed
EthanI slammed my fists into the steering wheel, the sharp sting running up my arms doing little to curb the frustration boiling inside me. I shouldn’t have let my temper get the best of me. I shouldn’t have snapped at Emily. But goddamn it, everything is falling apart, and I feel like I’m drowning with no way to get my head above water.I wasn’t supposed to make mistakes. I was supposed to take care of her, protect her, build a future where she’d never have to worry. Instead, I got swindled like a fool.Reuben. That bastard. He’d played me like a puppet, and I had danced to his tune, convinced that the deal would put us ahead. My financial advisor had warned me.“Ethan, this is too risky,” He said, but I had been arrogant, thinking I could handle it. Reuben must have been laughing behind my back, knowing full well what he was doing. And now? Now I was standing in the ruins of that stupidity, watching everything I worked for crumble.I rear back and punch the dashboard again.
Emily I knew something was wrong with Ethan before he even opened his mouth. The way his shoulders tensed when he thought no one was looking, the dark circles under his eyes from sleepless nights he never spoke about, the way he ran his hand through his hair when he thought too hard about something these were the little signs that only someone who truly knew him could catch.And I knew him. Knew him well enough to understand that he was keeping a secret. A big one.Lila and I stepped back into the living room, balancing the glasses of pineapple juice in our hands. I handed Ethan his glass, offering a soft smile. “Here you go, love.”He accepted it without looking at me. “Thanks.”Lila, ever the smooth one, slid onto the couch beside Caden and passed him his drink, shooting me a quick glance, almost as if to ask, Are you ready for this?I wasn’t. But I had no choice.I cleared my throat. “Ethan.”He sipped his juice. “Yeah?”I hesitated for a moment, gathering my thoughts, and then
LilaThe mood in the living room had shifted. The tension was palpable, as though the walls themselves were closing in on us. Ethan was unusually quiet, staring into his drink as if it held the answers to questions he wasn’t ready to ask, let alone answer. Caden and I exchanged looks, but neither of us dared to speak up. It had been a while since we’d all been together, and I could sense the heaviness that hung in the air, especially around Ethan.But it wasn’t until I caught Emily’s face, suddenly drained of color, that I felt a shiver of unease. She had been laughing just a minute ago, her usual lighthearted self, but now she sat there, a shadow of herself, her eyes flickering nervously. She was hiding something. I knew her too well.I didn’t want to push her in front of everyone, but I also couldn’t let it slide. I stood up, my feet carrying me toward her. "Emily," I called gently, "You good?"She froze for a moment, then forced a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. "Yeah,
EmilyTen years had passed and for two weeks now the rain had not let up. It was as if the clouds themselves were mourning, drenching everything in their sorrow. The funeral was anything but ordinary. Reuben had taken his own life, leaving behind a legacy as dark as the storm above. Pack traditions dictated that the body should be cremated, the ashes scattered to allow the soul to roam free. But for me, it wasn’t so simple. I’d known Reuben, and although his narcissistic and manipulative lifestyle had led to us going our separate ways and ultimately his sentence to the prison, I could not deny that I had once loved him and that he was also Ethan’s relative. “Ethan,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the howling winds, “Are you sure about this?”He didn’t answer immediately, his eyes fixed on the freshly dug grave. His jaw clenched, his brow furrowed. I could tell he was fighting with himself—struggling with a decision that felt so wrong but so necessary. Finally, he turne
Emily's POV Two years had passed since that life-changing day when everything seemed to fall into place. I stood at the kitchen counter, gazing out the window at the garden beyond. The sun was shining, a golden light spilling across the earth, painting everything in soft hues of warmth. The twins were playing outside, laughing as they chased each other around, their tiny feet kicking up little clouds of dust. Joan's son, almost two years old, was toddling along beside them, his innocent grin lighting up his entire face as he followed the twins’ every move. Lila’s baby, just a year old, was content in her arms, the tiny bundle snuggled against her chest, peacefully asleep.And then there was mine. My son. Our son. He had just turned one, and his bright eyes followed the others, his small hands reaching out to touch the world around him. I couldn’t help but smile as I watched him, my heart swelling with a love that felt boundless. He was the perfect combination of Ethan and me, with
Emily’s POVThe morning was crisp, the air just chilly enough to make me wish I had a scarf but not so cold that it drove me inside. I had grabbed my camera before heading out, planning on capturing the beauty of the city and the world around me for my blog. It wasn’t the most glamorous job, but I loved it—those quiet moments, the things most people overlooked, caught forever through the lens of my camera. I had started blogging as a way to reclaim some of my life after everything that had happened with Reuben, and over the past two months, it had been an escape. But now, it felt like something more—a way to share what I had found in the quiet spaces between moments, my own healing journey.I’d never been much of a morning person, but I had to admit, there was something beautiful about the way the world woke up. The soft golden hue of the rising sun filtering through the trees, the chirping of the birds, and the occasional rustle of leaves as a gentle breeze blew through the streets.
Ethan’s POVThe tension in the air was thick with the weight of what had just transpired. My wolf, still surging with adrenaline, felt like it was still in the thick of the fight, the echo of my claws scraping against Reuben’s skin. But the battle was over. Reuben had been captured, and now all that remained was to ensure that the twins were safe and that justice was done.I couldn’t help but glance over at the twins as I carried them, still unconscious but alive—thank the gods. The small bodies of the children felt impossibly light in my arms, but the fear gnawing at me wasn’t going away anytime soon. I could already imagine the damage done to them—mentally and physically. The kind of trauma they would have to overcome.As I moved through the woods, my thoughts kept drifting back to Emily. Her tear-streaked face haunted me. She’d been through too much—more than anyone should have to endure. I hated that Reuben had forced her to go through all this, but at least, for now, we had saved
Ethan’s POVThe forest was eerily quiet, the air thick with tension. My pulse pounded in my ears as I led the way through the thick trees. Every step felt heavier than the last, each footfall a reminder of what we were about to face. The twins were close. Too close. I could almost taste the fear in the air, the bitter tang of it sinking into my chest.The plan had been simple: get in, get them out, and deal with whatever came next. But there was no plan for what was about to happen. The forest was quiet now, too quiet, like the calm before a storm, and I could feel it deep in my bones.As we moved deeper, I could sense them—Reuben and his men—waiting. Their presence, looming in the shadows, thickened the air. The anger was palpable, like a storm cloud ready to burst. I didn’t know what to expect, but I knew one thing for sure: we were walking into a confrontation that could change everything.When we finally reached the clearing, there they were. Reuben stood at the edge of the trees,