JOHN“Mira, sweetheart, are you sure you didn’t see anyone take Harry from the classroom?” Diane asked gently, crouching to Mira’s level.The little girl kept her head down and slowly shook it without looking up.I couldn’t stop myself. Desperation crept into my voice. “Are you sure? Was it a teacher? Did you see her? I know it was a woman…”“Alpha John,” Aria interrupted firmly, reaching for Mira’s trembling hand. “I understand how badly you want to find the person responsible, but please, she’s just a child. Pressuring her won’t help. She’s already told you everything she knows.” she paused then continued. "so please it's either you enjoy or meal or...""Or I leave" I pushed my chair back with a loud screech. “Well, I’m leaving.” I rolled my eyes and stomped out of the house, slamming the door behind me. Light but hurried footsteps followed close behind. It had to be Diane.This whole trip had been a waste of time. I should have gone with Andrew to track down the list of buyers for
EVEYLN"Your man and his ex-wife are getting cozy inside," Aria texted.I stared at the message and scoffed, acting like it didn’t bother me. But deep down, it did. No matter how much I tried to ignore it, the words stung.In the restroom, I turned on the faucet and rinsed my hands, scrubbing off the sticky chocolate as it almost makes me wanna throw up. It clung to my skin, just like the bitterness of that text. I grabbed a napkin and dried my hands quickly.My phone buzzed again, but I ignored it. Instead, I pressed the call button and held the phone to my ear."Heo Chino," I said, my voice low but firm. "Take the kid to the basement at Nacro Pack. Don’t worry, Aria will keep them distracted. Just make sure John doesn’t notice."I hung up without waiting for a reply and slipped the phone into my bag. My heels clicked against the floor as I left the restroom, each step matching the rhythm of my thoughts.Near the classroom door, I paused and glanced inside. Harriet sat at her desk, h
EVEYLN The moment Bea called to say Harry was back, I didn’t waste a second. My heart raced as I rushed out. I didn’t care about the details or his condition, my son was home, and that was all that mattered. But I couldn’t shake the confusion. How had this happened?Without thinking, I texted John, my hands shaking. Only after I sent it did I remember he had mentioned handling with something at home. I shouldn’t have bothered him. Regret settled in my chest.Chino wasn’t outside, but I knew he was already in the car, waiting to take me to the villa.When we arrived, panic hit me the moment I saw my car parked out front. John was here. My legs moved before my thoughts, and I rushed inside.The air in the parlor was heavy with tension. Then I saw him, my son. My breath caught, my eyes widening in surprise as I placed my hands on my mouth."Evelyn..." A voice broke the silence, pulling me back.I didn’t need to turn to know it was John. His hand settled firmly on my shoulder, grounding
EVEYLN"Ouch!" I flinched as the ointment stung my wounded face. His hand was steady but firm as he carefully guided the cotton wool, holding it between the silver blades of scissors."Sorry," he murmured, his voice soft, almost a whisper. "I'll be gentle." His touch lightened as he dabbed around the sore skin. For a moment, he paused, and our eyes met—his gaze on mine, searching. I held my breath. The room felt still, as if everything had stopped."He's asleep, ma'am," Bea's voice suddenly broke the silence, snapping me out of the moment.Startled, I turned to her, blinking away my daze. She stood in the doorway, glancing between us. Heat rushed to my cheeks as I quickly looked down, breaking the stare. "Make sure the AC isn’t too high. Just keep it at medium, that should help him cool off," John muttered. She nodded slightly before turning and leaving the room."He’s going to start hurting innocent people, Evelyn. Please, agree to take him to the Silvermoon Pack," John urged, his t
EVEYLNThe alarm blared loudly, snapping me awake. I stretched and yawned, feeling a dull ache in my head, I must have stayed up too late. Sunlight streamed through the window, but something else caught my attention, a familiar scent.John.Where's that moron?I sat up quickly and rushed to the bathroom, but he wasn’t there. My room looked surprisingly neat, even though I remembered it being a mess last night. I had knocked over an ointment bottle and stumbled into John. But now, the bottle was gone. Instead, it was neatly placed in the first aid box.Did John clean up, or was it Bea?After freshening up, I walked into the parlour. The room was silent and empty—there was no one in sight. Curious, I made my way to Harry's room.I pushed the door open and found him sitting cross-legged on the bed, gripping a game controller. Beside him, John leaned against the headboard, laughing as the game played on the screen. A smile tugged at my lips, and a wave of relief washed over me. Harry was
EVEYLN"Slow down.... Evelyn," John called as he hurried after me."He's in the dungeon right now, with my warriors," he added, as he sighed.I skidded to a halt, spinning to face him. The weight of betrayal hit me like a punch, tightening my chest but it must have hurt John more than me. It must have shown on my face. John, of all people, should have known better, chino worked for him."How did this happen?" I demanded, my voice cracking. "Who was he working with? How could he do this... to a kid?"John flinched, his eyes darkened with guilt. "He confessed," he admitted quietly, looking down like the words were too heavy to meet my gaze. "It was Diane... and another woman he couldn’t name. But... there was also a man.""What?" My voice rose, disbelief flooding every syllable.Diane. Of course, she was behind this. But now there were two more, two people working with her? My hands clenched into fists, shaking with anger. How many did it take to try and ruin me? And for what?For nothi
EVEYLN"I have a good news," Winnie said, her voice trembling slightly. She hesitated, fidgeting with the hem of her jacket.I turned to her, raising an eyebrow. "More good news? Sounds great to me," I said with a small smile, trying to match her excitement.Her smile grew, but instead of replying, she slipped off her brown jacket. Turning her back to me, she let it drop to the floor, revealing something I never expected.My breath caught. My eyes widened, and I clapped a hand over my mouth as I jumped to my feet.There, on her shoulder blade, was a mark—one I recognized instantly.I stammered, my voice shaky. "Alpha Reuben?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper as she nodded enthusiastically. Her happiness was contagious, I couldn’t help but feel happy for her too. She was already his mate; their bond was sealed.I sank back into my chair, still trying to process everything, while she sat beside me. Her expression softened as she began to explain.“It all started when he saved m
JOHNThe doctor’s words had crushed me. I had gone in hoping for good news, expecting to hear that she was getting better. But instead, I was left struggling to process what he had just told me. By the time I got back to her room, I still didn’t know how to break the news. So, I waited and let the doctor do it himself.As soon as he spoke, her reaction was instant. She gasped, covering her mouth as tears streamed down her face. Harriet blinked rapidly, her own eyes filled with tears. She tried to speak but couldn’t get a word out. The silence was unbearable. My hands clenched into fists, anger burning inside me. I knew exactly who was responsible, Diane and her accomplices. And I had to act fast. I needed proof to expose her for what she had done.The doctor’s voice cut through the silence.“But don’t worry,” he said gently, giving a small, reassuring smile. “With time, she might regain her speech. She won’t be mute forever.”He glanced at us before adding, “She can go home today. And
EVELYN POVEven after all this time, coming back to this pack still stirs something deep inside me, a connection I wish I didn’t have. It feels like the ground remembers me. Leaving wasn’t easy. Even with Harriet in the hospital, it took me two days to pack. I made time because I had no choice. This wasn’t just another visit, it was something I couldn’t ignore. My Harry was in danger.Ahead, John’s car led the way, winding through familiar roads. He insisted on taking the lead, and I let him. Not because I didn’t remember the way I did but because he needed to feel in control. So I stayed quiet and let him.From the backseat, I caught glimpses of pack members turning their heads, trying to see into my car. The tinted windows kept me hidden. But I could feel their curiosity pressing against the glass, their need to know who had come with their Alpha.We stopped in front of a villa, a two-story building with walls so polished they looked newly built. The place felt untouched, like no on
GIOVANNI "Boss, Alpha John came looking for Elvis at the construction site,"As soon as I read the message, I snapped my phone shut and shoved it into my pocket. My jaw clenched. I couldn’t leave Evelyn now, not after what I saw last night. The image burned in my mind: their lips pressed together, her arms wrapped around him like he was her whole world.The memory cut deep in my mind. My chest ached with a rage I could barely hold back. It hurt so much I wanted to storm into her room, rip him away from her, and destroy him with my bare hands.No one could ever love Evelyn the way I do. No one. Every sacrifice, every sleepless night, every risk I took it was all for her. And yet, after everything, she’s back with him. Her ex.A bitter laugh escaped me. Fine. If she thinks she can love him again, I’ll make sure she hates him instead. "Don’t worry, Evelyn," I said softly, trying to ease her worry. "I’ll bring a sign language tutor here so she can start practicing for now."Harriet had
JOHN“At first, he looked scared when he tried to push us,” he began, his voice steady but laced with bitterness. “I was the one who fought back before he fell to the ground.”“So, he was paid to do it?” I asked, leaning in.He nodded slowly, confirming my suspicion.Of course, someone had paid him. But who? Diane, right? She was the only one ruthless enough to pull something like this off. Her motive was clear—make Evelyn lose the project so it could be handed over to her brother, the same brother who had been desperately fighting for it before.Wait… Diane’s brother. Benjamin.Where the hell is that guy?I placed my hands firmly on the car, my thoughts racing, when Andrew cleared his throat, snapping me back to reality.“So, should we head to the construction site?” Andrew asked, glancing at me. I nodded. “Yes.” We climbed into the car and zoomed off. The ride was quiet, almost too quiet, as if the weight of the situation hung over both of us. When we arrived, I wasted no time a
JOHNThe doctor’s words had crushed me. I had gone in hoping for good news, expecting to hear that she was getting better. But instead, I was left struggling to process what he had just told me. By the time I got back to her room, I still didn’t know how to break the news. So, I waited and let the doctor do it himself.As soon as he spoke, her reaction was instant. She gasped, covering her mouth as tears streamed down her face. Harriet blinked rapidly, her own eyes filled with tears. She tried to speak but couldn’t get a word out. The silence was unbearable. My hands clenched into fists, anger burning inside me. I knew exactly who was responsible, Diane and her accomplices. And I had to act fast. I needed proof to expose her for what she had done.The doctor’s voice cut through the silence.“But don’t worry,” he said gently, giving a small, reassuring smile. “With time, she might regain her speech. She won’t be mute forever.”He glanced at us before adding, “She can go home today. And
EVEYLN"I have a good news," Winnie said, her voice trembling slightly. She hesitated, fidgeting with the hem of her jacket.I turned to her, raising an eyebrow. "More good news? Sounds great to me," I said with a small smile, trying to match her excitement.Her smile grew, but instead of replying, she slipped off her brown jacket. Turning her back to me, she let it drop to the floor, revealing something I never expected.My breath caught. My eyes widened, and I clapped a hand over my mouth as I jumped to my feet.There, on her shoulder blade, was a mark—one I recognized instantly.I stammered, my voice shaky. "Alpha Reuben?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper as she nodded enthusiastically. Her happiness was contagious, I couldn’t help but feel happy for her too. She was already his mate; their bond was sealed.I sank back into my chair, still trying to process everything, while she sat beside me. Her expression softened as she began to explain.“It all started when he saved m
EVEYLN"Slow down.... Evelyn," John called as he hurried after me."He's in the dungeon right now, with my warriors," he added, as he sighed.I skidded to a halt, spinning to face him. The weight of betrayal hit me like a punch, tightening my chest but it must have hurt John more than me. It must have shown on my face. John, of all people, should have known better, chino worked for him."How did this happen?" I demanded, my voice cracking. "Who was he working with? How could he do this... to a kid?"John flinched, his eyes darkened with guilt. "He confessed," he admitted quietly, looking down like the words were too heavy to meet my gaze. "It was Diane... and another woman he couldn’t name. But... there was also a man.""What?" My voice rose, disbelief flooding every syllable.Diane. Of course, she was behind this. But now there were two more, two people working with her? My hands clenched into fists, shaking with anger. How many did it take to try and ruin me? And for what?For nothi
EVEYLNThe alarm blared loudly, snapping me awake. I stretched and yawned, feeling a dull ache in my head, I must have stayed up too late. Sunlight streamed through the window, but something else caught my attention, a familiar scent.John.Where's that moron?I sat up quickly and rushed to the bathroom, but he wasn’t there. My room looked surprisingly neat, even though I remembered it being a mess last night. I had knocked over an ointment bottle and stumbled into John. But now, the bottle was gone. Instead, it was neatly placed in the first aid box.Did John clean up, or was it Bea?After freshening up, I walked into the parlour. The room was silent and empty—there was no one in sight. Curious, I made my way to Harry's room.I pushed the door open and found him sitting cross-legged on the bed, gripping a game controller. Beside him, John leaned against the headboard, laughing as the game played on the screen. A smile tugged at my lips, and a wave of relief washed over me. Harry was
EVEYLN"Ouch!" I flinched as the ointment stung my wounded face. His hand was steady but firm as he carefully guided the cotton wool, holding it between the silver blades of scissors."Sorry," he murmured, his voice soft, almost a whisper. "I'll be gentle." His touch lightened as he dabbed around the sore skin. For a moment, he paused, and our eyes met—his gaze on mine, searching. I held my breath. The room felt still, as if everything had stopped."He's asleep, ma'am," Bea's voice suddenly broke the silence, snapping me out of the moment.Startled, I turned to her, blinking away my daze. She stood in the doorway, glancing between us. Heat rushed to my cheeks as I quickly looked down, breaking the stare. "Make sure the AC isn’t too high. Just keep it at medium, that should help him cool off," John muttered. She nodded slightly before turning and leaving the room."He’s going to start hurting innocent people, Evelyn. Please, agree to take him to the Silvermoon Pack," John urged, his t
EVEYLN The moment Bea called to say Harry was back, I didn’t waste a second. My heart raced as I rushed out. I didn’t care about the details or his condition, my son was home, and that was all that mattered. But I couldn’t shake the confusion. How had this happened?Without thinking, I texted John, my hands shaking. Only after I sent it did I remember he had mentioned handling with something at home. I shouldn’t have bothered him. Regret settled in my chest.Chino wasn’t outside, but I knew he was already in the car, waiting to take me to the villa.When we arrived, panic hit me the moment I saw my car parked out front. John was here. My legs moved before my thoughts, and I rushed inside.The air in the parlor was heavy with tension. Then I saw him, my son. My breath caught, my eyes widening in surprise as I placed my hands on my mouth."Evelyn..." A voice broke the silence, pulling me back.I didn’t need to turn to know it was John. His hand settled firmly on my shoulder, grounding