[--Esmarie Cruz--]
I can’t believe I used to be friends with this guy. The nerve he has to... to be such an ass. I paced back and forth. Panic was filling my chest. I don’t know the first thing about taking care of children. My omega instincts are good, but in this world the younglings need the warmth of an alpha for them to really feel well.
And I just don’t have that alpha. In fact, I hate alphas officially. Especially ones that disappear for years after a kiss and confession, and have the nerve to not even apologize. I hate the Darkwood. I rubbed the bridge between my nose. I feel so fucking frustrated.
Looking at these innocent babies I think I should hand them over to someone who can do a better job. But with how everyone has failed me in my life, I want to do better. I want to bring up two good people in this messed up, fucked up world.
I let out an exasperated sigh. Life is such a mess sometimes. There is really no one you can trust but yourself. How could he end up like this? Well, I guess you never really know someone. I ran my fingers through my hair, then I stepped out again so I could use his work computer to check whether children were supposed to sleep this soundly and not cry. They’ve been sleeping for a while now and I’m worried.
Thankfully, it seems like Kaiser- I am not calling him Kai. I hated when his family would shorten his name. It was Kaiser- had left before I came back out. He left me a note and a credit card with the PIN code.
The note read ‘Go out. Buy some groceries or whatever you might need to be comfortable. Or get something for your children. Perhaps books on how to be a good mother.’
I scrunched up the note and huffed. The audacity. I tossed it away after memorizing the PIN code. Then I went back into the twins' room. There’s a conjoining door that leads to my bedroom. This is a swanky place.
So many rooms, he’s rich rich. I mean, he runs a pack. His family knows that. He’s been all over the news. I knew where he was. I knew he was safe, strong, and popular. Whenever the four regions pack would pop up Barry would get so pissed off and he’d take it out on me. His little brother was making a difference out there.
Wealthy, and handsome, he was the alpha of many dreams. And my nightmares. I pulled out the stroller Kaiser’s beta had bought for me. Then gently, I picked up each child. I’d named them after the only two good people I had known in my life. My deceased grandparents.
Elijah and Eloise.
They’re beautiful. Thank god they took mostly after me. But they have Kaiser’s family eyes. The ever-changing eye color. It’s one of their best features. Under several lights and situations, their eyes change in color.
Kaiser had the best of them. One minute his were hazel, then bright blue and destructive. Because Kaiser with blue eyes... is still a dumbass.
“You’re going to be great, my little angels. I’ll die before I ever let your sperm donor or his fucked up family take you.” I have a bit of PTSD. The loud noises and darkness scare me. And I had been expecting one child. I’m shocked I have two. I held Elijah close to my chest, pressing a kiss to his forehead. Then I placed him into the stroller. It was big enough for two.
I’m grateful to all the people who helped me. They didn’t have to, but I’m grateful. It’s been a while since I’ve been around people with compassion.
I placed Eloise in there as well. Then I pulled the hood up and covered them with a blanket. It’s a bit chilly outside. And I don’t know what is appropriate. But I need to buy some stuff.
I pulled on a jacket, thankful for fresh clothes even though they dragged over my injured body. The bruises were healed off but the pain was there. Some of it at least. It was mostly psychological.
I then pushed the stroller out of the room, down the hall, and towards the front door only for it to open the moment I got there.
Kaiser looked at me, he looked at the stroller. Then his face turned sour. It’s like my children could sense the bad vibes because they woke up immediately and began to cry.
“Really, kaiser? What is wrong with you?”
“I didn’t do anything, and just call me Kai.”
“No, I will not. You don’t own me. And I’m freaking out. I’m trying to make sure I don’t do anything stupid and your distasteful alpha aura is affecting my babies.” I reached for Eloise, balancing her on one arm, then for Elijah but Kaiser intercepted it.
“If you hurt them, I swear to the goddess. Don’t hurt my son.”
“Okay crazy chick, I run a respected pack. I do not hurt children. I’m sorry if my aura upset your son that wasn’t my intention. I don’t know anything about children.”
I followed my omega instincts and held on to Eloise. Softly rubbing her back. “Follow my lead. And maybe as an apology, you can show me where the market is and how I’m supposed to get around.”
He gave me a gruff reply but he started to follow my movements. It took us thirty minutes of soft rubs, and cooing for the twins to go back to sleep. My heart felt full and aching. When I put them back, I dropped to my knees. I’m going to fail at this.
I just know it. I’m so scared of every move that I make. I’m in a foreign land.
“Hey, hey they’re asleep.”
“For now. I don’t know how to do this. Should I even take them out to buy stuff? What if we get into an accident and I lose them? What if I purchase the wrong wipes or I-”
“Okay, look at me. Listen I will take you shopping. Let’s buy as much as we need. But we also have an app where you can order groceries and supplies. They’ll bring them to the gate. I have a gate and a fenced wall. You don’t even have to speak to the person. Just take the stuff after they leave. Then after a while, when you’re used to being here, we’ll work you into doing this stuff by yourself.” then he shook his head. “I must say your ex-husband did a number on you. You seem more afraid to step out than anything else.”
“My ex-husband was Barry.” I got back to my feet, rubbing my eyes and trying to clear the tears. “You left me with your sick family. So yeah, I’m afraid of going outside. I haven’t been outside in years. I was never allowed. The last thing I want is to traumatize my babies. I don’t want to be like you Darkwoods.”
Kaiser looked at me in shock. Like he had no clue it was his brother I had married. What was he expecting? That they’d treat me like an angel after he left. They said it was my fault. And in a way it was. I trusted Kaiser when I shouldn’t have. And that will always be my fault.
I pushed the stroller, lightly bumping him as a way to tell him to move.
I would overcome this and buy what I need. Kaiser stepped back and helped me take the stroller down the steps without waking the children.
Then I spotted a black SUV. He said it was Will’s former car, and it’s hooked with car seats. Suddenly my hands started to shake, and scenarios filled my mind of my twins choking in the seat. Or being too young to even be in a seat. They’re only days old. Like four days. I can’t..... no.
“Let’s go back in. You can do the shopping. I’ll do anything else but that. I can’t do this.”
“But-”
“Let it go, Kaiser. I cannot do this.” He must have noticed the fear in my eyes and the way my body was shaking because he nodded. And we took the stroller back in. They put the twins in their cribs and knelt in front of it. I think I’ll sleep in this room for the time being. Just to make sure that if something happens I’ll be right here.
[--Kaiser Volkov--]During the drive to the supermarket, I was panicked because I had expected her ex to be some bastard and I was right. I just didn’t think it would be the same bastard that ruined my entire life. What did they do? Force her to marry him the second I left. She was too fucking scared to do anything. She had been outside for just a few seconds and god she looked so terrified. This is what my family does to people. They make your life so frightening that you have no choice but to do as they asked. No choice but to give them what they want. I feel so bad for her. She did not deserve that.I should have taken her, or at least sent her off to some place off. But I’m struggling with the idea that my older brother was sleepy with her. From how shaken I don’t think any of it was consensual, and that is just fucked up. I’m upset, but I hope to god they didn’t do to her what they did to me.I need to tread carefully. This is all the more reason why I want her gone. She’s bringi
|--Esmarie Cruz--|I woke up from a nightmare in the middle of the night and immediately sorted out my children. Thankfully, it was all in my head. They were still in place, but I could no longer go back to bed. I got up and left the room. I left the door slightly ajar so I could hear them if anything happened. Sure, I also took the baby monitor with me. I’m freaking out. I know.I’m making this whole thing seem like it’s the end of the world. And it is. But Martha, that sweet old lady helped me so much. How did she ever get involved as a mother figure to that jackass? He thinks he’s tough shit now, carrying around the same attitude his brother had.The difference is if he hits me, I will smack him over the head with my shoe. I checked the hall before I went into the chicken to grab a can of soda. I picked a fruity canned punch instead. My legs were hurting from the angle at which I’d been sleeping.The floor is not comfortable, no matter what carpet is placed over it. I took my place
[--Kaiser Volkov--]Another day cleaning up the messes rough packs were trying to make. I ran my hand through my hair, and Will watched me with a weird eye. Trying to gauge why I was being quiet instead of making jokes or checking out some hot girls who offered to help us out.Mostly to get hit on by me, but I couldn’t do it. Imagine being compared to your older, creepy, rapey brother simply because you chose to be free. I need to drink alot tonight. Esmarie is such a bitch. I know it’s rude to say that but I’m not some savior so she has no right to be angry.I didn’t do anything to her on purpose.Which is why I don’t understand the guilt currently taking over my mind and killing me. Fucking hell, that woman. And to just have such a nice body to go with that attitude- I need alcohol. That thought was very wrong. ew.Geezus.“Okay, I will ask the question that has been plaguing me. What is wrong with you, Kai? You’re not flirting, you haven’t talked about drinking, and you’re being al
[--Kaiser Volkov--]I fell asleep with the twin babies on my chest, their small bodies nestled against mine as I lay uncomfortably on the couch. Was it comfortable? Absolutely not. My back ached from the awkward position, and my neck felt stiff from the angle at which my head had been resting. I would have given anything to be in my own bed, sprawled out with a pillow that didn’t dig into my spine. But I was trying not to be the douchebag who complains about a couple of infants. After all, they didn’t ask to be here, and it wasn’t their fault that I’d been roped into this makeshift bed-sharing arrangement.Somewhere in the dark, I awoke, blinking groggily as I tried to remember where I was. The house was silent except for the faint hum of the refrigerator in the next room. I shot a glance down at the babies still resting on my chest. They were adorable—I’ll give them that much, even if I wasn’t particularly fond of children. Elijah, the boy, was sucking on his pacifier, his eyes tight
[--Esmarie Cruz--]I showered quickly, or at least I tried to. The warm water cascading against my skin felt like a recipe for relaxation, melting away the tension from my muscles the moment it touched me. I had intended for it to be a fast rinse, but the sensation of the heat working its way into my body made that impossible. It was like my body needed this—more than I’d realized. As the steam began to fill the bathroom, swirling around me in gentle, hazy clouds, I tilted my head back and let the water pour down my face, soaking my hair completely until the curls grew heavy with the weight of the water. I could feel my breathing slow as the tension ebbed from my shoulders, the constant buzz of stress that had lingered in my chest now dissolving, little by little, into the heat.I reached for the shampoo, squeezing a generous amount into my palm. I massaged it into my scalp, working it into my tangled curls, feeling the lather thicken as it spread through each strand. The sensation of
[--Esmarie Cruz--]“Marie, wake up."The voice broke through the fog of sleep, pulling at the edges of my consciousness, but I groaned softly and rolled over, burying my face deeper into the pillow. It was a voice I recognized, one that had haunted me for years, but I was too exhausted to let it pull me from the fragile comfort of sleep. I could hear the steady rhythm of my own breathing, and feel the weight of the blankets cocooning me, and all I wanted was to stay there, wrapped in the momentary illusion of peace."Marie, wake the fuck up! Did you really think you could keep my children from me?!"Before I could even process the words fully, I felt rough hands yanking me up with brutal force, tearing me away from my dreams and sending me crashing to the cold, unforgiving floor. Pain shot through my body as my elbows and knees hit the hard surface, the jolt ripping a gasp from my throat.My eyes flew open, wide with shock and terror, as reality slammed back into me. I was sprawled on
[--Esmarie Cruz--]I thought I was fine with the phone call for a good fifteen minutes after what should have been peace. I turned into a snarky person.This isn’t jealousy. It’s pure, unfiltered anger. A rage that simmers just below the surface, threatening to boil over with every second that passes. Why does he get to live his life at all? Why does he get to move freely, without the weight of guilt or consequences dragging him down? He walks through the world as if nothing matters, as if no one else's pain is real, as if the destruction he's left behind is nothing more than a faint memory. And me? I'm trapped here, stuck with the aftermath of everything—everything he and his brother did.Because I was so mad, and the twins could feel it, I had to devote my whole day to taking care of my twins-- extra style. The cutest babies in the world, and they're mine. I played with them, fed them, changed them, rocked them to sleep, and put them down for naps twice. Twice! Let me tell you, the
[--Kaiser Volkov--][FLASHBACK]I sat down by the riverbank, the familiar hum of the water flowing gently in the background, the kind of peaceful sound that usually helped clear my head. But today, it felt like nothing could drown out the noise in my mind. My gaze dropped to the bruise on my wrist, dark and fading, but still there, a stubborn reminder of everything I’d been through. The skin around it felt tender, and as I scratched at it absently, a dull ache shot through my arm. The pain was nothing new—too familiar, too constant. I sighed, letting my hand fall back into my lap, staring at the water without really seeing it."Hey!"The sudden sound of Esmarie’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. My heart skipped a beat, the kind of reflexive reaction that always hit me when I heard her. Esmarie. Damn. I panicked for a second, hastily tugging the sleeve of my shirt down over my wrist to cover the bruise. The last thing I wanted was for her to see that and start asking questions. I p