"How are you and the baby doing?" Mom asks for the ninth time."We are fine, Mama. I am just waiting for you to come here already," I tell her."Oh well, I needed to be as discreet as possible so the Alpha doesn’t suspect me coming here. You know he has been on my tail ever since you left, asking about your whereabouts. You should tell him where you are because he is the father of the baby," Mom says."I know that, Mom. I will tell him in my last week. I need time—time to heal and adjust to the new life coming," I tell her."Okay. I love you, baby," she says."Me too, Mom. Don’t forget the baked milky doughnuts I asked for. Marcus is also anticipating them," I chuckle, and she laughs.We hang up after talking about baby stuff.A week ago, I left the pack house and came to England without Zander’s knowledge.Mom says he went ballistic and searched for me frantically, but I was long gone.That night, I broke into tears in Marcus’s arms, and he comforted me as the best friend he is.The f
New Life, A New Beginning"Hi, little prince." I whisper to the tiny angel in my arms.Mama has cleaned both of us up, and now, we are in my bedroom. He’s wrapped snugly in a soft yellow cotton blanket, his tiny fingers peeking out.He stares at me with the most breathtaking green eyes I’ve ever seen—Zander’s eyes, with a faint sprinkle of my brown ones. His blond hair, my button nose, his father’s lips.It feels like Zander did all the work, and I only contributed."You are so handsome, my baby. I love you so much. I am your mommy." I whisper, brushing my finger along his cheek.He sticks his tiny tongue out at me, and I chuckle softly.The door opens, and the doctor enters with Mama, Marcus, and Zander."How are the baby and mommy doing?" the doctor asks, his warm smile reassuring."We’re fine." I smile, still lost in my little world."Good. I’ve left a prescription with your husband, and I’ll need to do a check-up on the baby next week. Congratulations again. I’ll see you soon."Mar
A Wedding, A Promise, A New BeginningI stare at the guests gathered on the beach, waiting for the wedding to begin.Marcus and Jen opted for a classic beach wedding, and I made sure everything was perfect for them. It’s a small, intimate ceremony with just family, close friends, and a few coworkers.Marcus never searched for his parents or family—he says he wants nothing to do with them. So today, I have the honor of walking him down the aisle.I glance back at Marcus and notice the nervous look on his face."Don’t tell me you’re nervous," I tease, chuckling. "Weren’t you the one running your mouth just a few minutes ago?"He smiles but keeps his eyes on the guests. "I’m not nervous. I just feel like… none of this is real. Like I’m going to wake up one day, and it’ll all be a dream or a lie." He pauses, a tear slipping down his cheek. "If someone had told me fifteen years ago that this orphan—unloved, unwanted—would be standing here today, a CEO, a millionaire, and about to marry the
Our Journey of RedemptionOur journey has been a rollercoaster of emotions, with his past betrayals casting a shadow over our relationship. However, we made a conscious decision to work on rekindling our love. Taking it day by day, we chose to rebuild the trust that had been shattered by his actions.We agreed to take things slow, allowing ourselves time to rediscover each other and truly understand the depth of our feelings.As we delved into meaningful conversations and shared experiences, I found myself gradually opening up to the possibility of falling for him once more. It wasn’t easy, but with patience and communication, we began to bridge the gap that once seemed insurmountable.Zander finally confessed to the pack about rejecting and mistreating me.He even went on trial before the council, and they nearly stripped him of his position.---Flashback"I stand before you, honored council, accused of a grave offense. I seek a fair trial to address these allegations," Zander said.
Five Months LaterIt’s my wedding day!It’s my wedding day!"Stop being a snob and let me hold my son," Marcus rolls his eyes, disrupting my daydream."Marc, honey, today is my wedding day. You should be helping my case, especially since I’m pregnant as a duck!" I glare at him while bouncing Cole on my lap.The little bundle of joy giggles in my arms like a maniac, making both me and his father laugh.Cole is Marc's five-month-old baby, and he is so cute and full of energy. Marcus was beyond happy to have another photocopy of himself.That boy was completely ungrateful to his mother because he looked nothing like her. At least for me, Louis had some of my features, but Cole? He took everything from his dad—his hair, his eye color, even the way he laughed.The day he was born, Marcus cried so much. I cried for him too—tears of joy. Who would have thought that the boy who was once on the verge of committing suicide would now be married with children?Life has been good. God has been good
The HoneymoonThe gentle hum of the private jet filled the cabin as I leaned back against the plush leather seat, sighing in contentment."You tired, my love?" Zander’s deep voice rumbled beside me as his warm fingers trailed lazy circles on my hand.I turned my head to him and smiled, basking in the love that radiated from his gaze. "Not tired, just happy."He smirked, reaching out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind my ear. "Good. Because I plan to keep you very occupied during this honeymoon."I laughed softly, shaking my head at his mischievous tone. "Where are we going again? You still haven’t told me."His smirk widened. "You’ll see soon enough. Just trust me."And I did. Completely.A few hours later, as we stepped off the jet onto a private island, my breath hitched. The scenery was breathtaking—white sand stretching endlessly, crystal-clear waters reflecting the golden glow of the setting sun. A beautiful villa stood just a few feet away, nestled between lush greenery and th
The journey back to the pack lands was nothing short of emotional. The past ten years had been a rollercoaster of pain, betrayal, and growth, but now, as I sat in the car beside Zander, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace. This was my homecoming—not just as the rejected mate who had risen from the ashes, but as the Luna of the White Moon Pack.The moment we arrived at the packhouse, a sea of familiar faces greeted us. Some were happy, others hesitant, but all were there to witness history. The last time I stood before these people, I had been cast aside. Now, I was returning stronger, loved, and with a purpose greater than myself.Zander held my hand firmly as we stepped out, his presence grounding me. His eyes burned with pride, reflecting the love and admiration he had for me. The past was behind us, and now we were stepping into a new era—together.---The ceremony was set at the heart of the White Moon Pack’s sacred grounds, a place where only the highest-ranking wolves gathered.
The warm morning sun filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a golden glow over our bedroom. I stretched lazily, my body still exhausted from the coronation ceremony the night before. My eyes fluttered open to see Zander lying beside me, his strong arms wrapped protectively around my waist. His steady breathing and peaceful expression made my heart swell. This was my husband. My mate. The father of my child.A sudden burst of energy jolted me from my thoughts. “Mama!” Louis's excited voice echoed through the room as he jumped onto our bed, his tiny body landing between us. His golden-brown curls were a mess from sleep, and his bright blue eyes shone with excitement.Zander groaned beside me, reaching out to pull Louis into a playful embrace. “Morning, little warrior,” he mumbled, ruffling our son’s hair.Louis giggled and wriggled free. “It’s our day out! You promised!” He looked between us, his little arms crossed, clearly determined to get us up.I chuckled, reaching out to cup
The grand hall of the packhouse was alive with warmth and celebration. Today marked fifteen years since Ruine and I had joined our lives together, and there was no better way to celebrate than with the people we loved most—our family. The space was beautifully decorated with golden and silver lights, symbolizing the strength and endurance of our bond.At the center of it all stood Ruine, his sharp golden eyes softened by joy as he laughed with Cole and Nikolai, both of whom had grown into strong, confident men. My heart swelled as I looked around the room. Our triplets—now nineteen—were standing together, sharing a quiet moment of laughter. They were no longer the mischievous children who used to run through the halls causing chaos but were on the cusp of full adulthood, strong and independent.Lilac, Ruine’s daughter from his first marriage, was beside me, holding a glass of wine as she watched her five children chase after my grandkids. She had married Ruine’s Beta and best friend, a
The summer sun kissed the rolling vineyards of Bordeaux as we arrived at our private villa in France. The air smelled of lavender and fresh bread, a scent that instantly made me feel at home. It had been years since our last big family vacation, and now that the kids were teenagers, this trip was bound to be different. Gone were the days of carrying them around on our hips; now, we were dealing with independent, opinionated young adults who still had that mischievous spark in their eyes."This place is sick!" Cole exclaimed, dropping his bag the second we stepped inside. He was already looking around for the best room, and I had no doubt he and Nikolai would argue over it.Kiara, on the other hand, was more composed. "It's beautiful," she murmured, running her fingers over the intricate wood carvings on the staircase. "I can't wait to see the gardens."Ruine chuckled behind me. "You two get your pick of rooms—just not the master. That’s ours."Cole groaned while Nikolai smirked. "First
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting an amber glow over the modernized expanse of Gold Sun Pack. The pack’s main hall buzzed with energy, wolves of all ranks moving through the grand space as they discussed recent events. Tonight was special—not just because the pack had grown stronger, but because it marked two pivotal moments in the lives of Casma and Ruine’s sons, Cole and Nikolai.Cole had always been the dreamer among the triplets, the one who found beauty in everything. But tonight, something shifted within him. It had started the moment he locked eyes with the mysterious stranger standing near the training grounds. She was unlike any wolf he had ever seen—because she wasn’t one at all. The unmistakable scent of magic clung to her, mixing with the crisp night air, making the hair on the back of his neck stand on end.A witch.The realization should have made him step back, should have triggered the instincts every werewolf was born with. But instead, he stood rooted to the s
It was supposed to be a normal day. The morning had started with the usual chaos of raising three teenagers. Nikolai and Cole were arguing over who had taken the last protein bar, and Kiara had been in her room, unusually quiet. I’d noticed she skipped breakfast, which was unlike her. Usually, she was the one dragging her brothers to the table, making sure they ate something before training with Ruine.The moment I heard a timid knock on my office door, I knew something was wrong. When I opened it, Kiara stood there, shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the other. Her usually confident expression was hesitant, and her hazel eyes darted everywhere except at me."Mom… can we talk?" she asked in a voice that was barely above a whisper.I immediately stepped aside, pulling her into the room and closing the door behind her. "Of course, sweetheart. What’s wrong?"She hesitated for a moment before finally sighing and looking up at me. "I think something’s wrong with me."Panic shot through
The day had finally arrived.Fourteen years ago, I had endured the most painful yet rewarding experience of my life—bringing Kiara, Nikolai, and Cole into this world. Now, as I stood outside in the open training grounds of the Gold Sun Pack, watching my children prepare for their first shift, I felt a strange mixture of pride, excitement, and unease. This was a monumental moment, a rite of passage for every werewolf, and yet I couldn’t shake the maternal instinct that wanted to shield them from the inevitable pain.The sky was painted in deep hues of orange and pink as the sun dipped below the horizon. Ruine stood beside me, his Alpha presence as commanding as ever, though his features softened when he looked at our children. He had spent the last year preparing them for this moment—ensuring they were mentally and physically ready to shift. Shifting for the first time wasn’t just a transformation; it was a rebirth.“You’re ready,” Ruine said firmly, his deep voice resonating across the
The morning started like any other—chaotic yet filled with love. The triplets, now eleven years old, were in the middle of their werewolf changes, which meant heightened senses, mood swings, and an insatiable hunger that rivaled a full-grown wolf. Living in the Gold Sun Pack had its advantages—modern facilities, excellent schools, and a strong support system—but nothing quite prepared me for raising three preteens going through their transformation simultaneously.I sighed as I entered the kitchen, already knowing what awaited me. Nikolai and Cole were engaged in a playful scuffle near the breakfast bar, while Kiara sat at the table, scowling at the milk in her cereal as if it had personally offended her.“Boys, do not break anything,” I warned, walking past them to pour myself a much-needed cup of coffee.“They started it!” Kiara huffed, pushing her bowl away. “I can hear them chewing, and it’s disgusting.”I took a deep breath. Enhanced hearing was one of the earliest signs of their
The air was thick with anticipation as we arrived at the Blood Moon Pack’s grand estate, the towering castle-like structure bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun. It had been years since I had stepped foot here, and despite the changes, the essence of the pack remained the same—strong, proud, and unyielding. But tonight was different. Tonight, we weren’t just visitors; we were here to witness my son, Tyral Dores, ascend as the new Alpha.The moment we stepped out of the sleek black SUV, a hush fell over the gathered pack members. They watched with reverence as Ruine and I made our way toward the ceremonial grounds, our five-year-old triplets—Nikolai, Kiara, and Cole—tugging excitedly at our hands. It wasn’t every day they got to visit their older brother’s pack, and they were eager to be part of such a grand occasion.Lilac walked beside us, her presence a silent strength. My stepdaughter had been a pillar in our family, and though she had suffered her share of loss, tonight, sh
The grand hall of the Blood Moon Pack was alive with excitement. The towering stone walls, adorned with the banners of past Alphas, stood as a testament to the strength and legacy of this pack. Tonight, the pack gathered to witness the coronation of its next Alpha—Tyral McLean, my firstborn son.It felt like just yesterday when I had held him in my arms as a newborn, vowing to protect him from all harm. Now, at twenty-four, he stood tall and proud, the embodiment of strength, wisdom, and leadership. By his side was his mate, Billy, the love of his life since childhood, and the mother of his four children. Their eldest, Kai, was already beginning to show signs of being a great warrior, his keen instincts mirroring his father’s at the same age.I stood beside Ruine, who held my hand as we watched our son prepare for the ceremony. Our triplets—Kiara, Nikolai, and Cole—stood nearby, their five-year-old faces filled with excitement and curiosity. Rhynara, now a young woman, watched with adm
The grand gates of the Gold Sun Pack stood tall and imposing, their intricate golden engravings gleaming under the midday sun. As our convoy approached, a wave of anticipation rolled through me. It had been years since I last set foot on pack territory, and now, I was returning not just as Ruine’s mate, but as his Luna, with our children in tow.Ruine, ever the picture of calm authority, sat beside me in the car, his sharp golden eyes scanning the familiar landscape. Even though he had left much of the day-to-day affairs to his Beta, his presence here was monumental. Today was a day of celebration, a day to introduce our children to the pack and to name our son, Nikolai, as the future Alpha of the Gold Sun Pack.The triplets—Nikolai, Kiara, and Cole—sat in the back, their eyes wide with wonder. This was their first time visiting their father’s pack, and though they had grown up hearing stories of it, seeing it firsthand was something entirely different.As we entered the main pack terr