HUNTER. I sit in front of the gate for a long time. Hoping, wishing, praying that she would just come back but if life was so easy then I guess she wouldn’t have left in the first place. The guards stare at me in confusion as I sit on the floor but none of them talked to me. They either didn’t have the words to say or the guts to say it. I’ve come to notice that men like them respect positions more than they respect people. Their stares are making me uncomfortable, I might as well take my pouty self inside. Instead of watching them watch me like this. And maybe later today, I’ll let Nikolai whoop my ass until I can no longer breathe. It doesn’t feel like I can breathe now but I can because I’m still alive. It’s a bother. Daphne could have just
DAPHNE “Father,” I greet and his smile is twice as wide as I remember. He quickly kisses me on the cheek and takes Charlene from me and kisses her too but we both know he’s more happy to see the kids than he is to see me. “Uncle,” I bow as he paces down the stairs like a king. He sights Amelia and rushes to her. It’s like I don’t even exist to both of them. “Uncle.” I greet again and he shoots me a short glance before returning all his attention to Amelia. They despise Patrick but the twins are hard not to love, it’s like their superpower. They attract all the love and attention around to themselves. I walk past both of them and go upstairs to my room. At least, my former room. I used to live in it when I was a kid like it was my home away from home. I’d coke here to hide anytime I got mad at my father, mostly when he got mad at me. The triplets were a lot to handle. They treated me very differently because I was a girl and when they decided to play with me, they played m
WINTER. I should have seen this coming. Daphne is not a people-person or a person-person. She’s barely even a person. I can’t even look Hinter in the eye because all the pain he’s going through right now is my fault. Maybe not all of it but most of it. If I didn’t force him to take Daphne in they wouldn’t have fallen in love in the first place. I want to apologize but I don’t know if it’s going to make it worse because it seems like he’s starting to get better but I can be too sure about that. He and Nikolai have been joined by the hips since our return from the war and Hunter's new position as Beta is making it even worse. I won’t be surprised if they start to take baths together. The other person I’m worried about is Aunt Hyacinth. She barely leaves her room and I hear she’s requested another leave. Of course, she’s the only one that requests leaves as much as she does. No one else dares to but no one else was there when she was raising Nikolai so I guess that gives her the pow
AUNT HYACINTH I woke up with a terrible headache thanks to my impulsive decision to drown myself in alcohol. I don’t remember a thing so seeing myself naked was the most horrifying experience.My heart was beating faster than eyes were blinking. I was panicked. I hastily threw some clothes on before going go check the door. Its locked from the inside and it gives me a certain sense of relief. “No one could have gotten in if the doors were locked,” I thought but a counter thought popped in, a silver of doubt.“What if I personally locked the door after the person who came in and saw me like this?” What then. The panic came back faster than it left. I swear never to drink alcohol for the rest of my life, no matter how short. I guess some things are hard to forget no matter how much alcohol you drink. I vividly remember that I don’t have much time left to live so why can’t I remember what happened hours ago? Or at least before I lost my clothes? My room has never been this disorderly
HUNTER. If overreaction was a person, Nikolai would be it’s superior. Aunt Hyacinth's letter specifically said not to worry but here I am on a trip with no specific destination in mind. She’s a full grown woman that is more than capable of taking care of herself. I’m no dummy, I know aunt Hyacinth is capable of killing. She can not have lived that long in the palace and not have blood on her hands, she’s not a saint. I have no idea why Nikolai is so worried, he’s not telling me but this has a lot more to do with what happened before returned home than aunt Hyacinth's letter. I finally arrive at her house. It’s the only place I know to find her, I would have let Nikolai do the search but u don’t want him to going over board the moment he leaves. He has a wife to tend to and except he wants to end up like me, he better. “Anybody home!” I yell as I bring my horse to a stop. It’s covered in dust and so are my boots but it’s the least of my problems right now. “Anybody!” I y
NIKOLAI. Everyone is failing to understand, I know what it looks like but I’m sure they’re mistaken. I’ve known her all my life and the only time she ever told me not to worry was hours before my mom died. She never says not to worry except there’s something to worry about and with all the recent security threats, I can’t take any chances. I aggressively tousled my hair almost ripping the whole thing out. Everything looks like a mess. Hell, everything is a mess! I don’t know how I managed to make my office look like this in only a few hours. I pick up a book from the ground and a piece of paper falls from it. There’s something written on it. It’s a reminder to help Jacob find his missing wife. I totally forgot about it. I’m glad I wrote it down. It’s been one problem after the other lately, the only good thing I have going on is the pack project. It’s like the entire land is cursed or something, I don’t know what’s going on. I sit back to analyze all my problems and think of pr
HUNTER.“Why did you clean up the blood?” she asks and I shrug. “I didn’t want the real owner of the house to come back to a bloody house.” If aunt Hyacinth decides to make a quick stop at home, I’m not sure she’d be happy to see that someone was wounded in her home. “The home is still a mess though.” She notes and I nod in agreement. “She could easily conclude that an animal did it.” “I’m not sure animals come with luggage.” They don’t.“A bunch of thieves are better than a bunch of killers.” I say with finality and she glares at me. “I still think you shouldn’t have cleaned the blood, it’s the only indication of danger.” She might have a point but there’s no way I’m losing to her. “How old were you when you first rode a horse?” she asks and I wonder what she’s getting at now. “I don’t think we’re close enough to tell each other childhood stories.” I snap and she tries to move her leg.We’re on our way back to the palace and she’s seated in front of me, her hands are wrapped a
DAPHNE. Every mother, at least most mothers will do anything for their children. I will do anything for my children, it’s not their fault that they had an unfortunate father but they don’t have to know that, I took care of that part of their lives, I can’t be sure that they’re going to have new father any time soon but at least they don't have to grow up with an unfortunate one. “Are you just going to sit there all day and mope?” My father asks glaring at me. I think he might even be pissed that I exist. “What would you suggest I do, father?” “You better watch your tone young lady, you seem to forget that the only reason I let you in is the twins.” He bellows. How can I forget? He reminds me every ten minutes. Just when I start to think that there’s a little sympathy left, that he still feels something for me as his daughter, he knocks on the door and corrects my thoughts with his husky voice. “I never forgot dad, I’ll try to earn my keep. What do you need me to do?” I offer an
EPILOGUE 2018 A Maybach gears up after the traffic lights turn green. There's a man in a suit in the back seat. He's looking out the window and staring at the billboard of an author and popular model. She's beautiful. He thinks, and he continues staring until his phone rings. "Hello?" "Liam, will you still make it for the meeting?" "Yes, Zach. I'm on my way. There's no traffic, so I'll be there in about five—" The car comes to an abrupt halt. He hears the sound of crash and mutters a curse under his breath. He will not be getting out of this one easily. He looks up and sees the angry driver of the other vehicle already slamming their door closed. He turns to his driver. "What happened?" "I don't know. She just stopped abruptly. I have no idea why. This woman is obviously crazy." He pinches his forehead and comes down from the car after his driver does. She is furious and crazy because the way she's already raving about her bashed car has him taking cautious steps forward.
NIKOLAI Winter's giving birth. I'm as anxious as a live wire. I'm pacing the halls of the house while the midwives and the pack physician deliver our son. Hunter is with me. He's carrying his daughters and feeding them breakfast on the dining table. The house has been gloomy for months since Tara died. This is the first thing that has brought joy to all of us. Our son. I can't wait to meet him. I wonder who he would look like. Deep down, I want him to look like his mother. I smile to myself, and Hunter calls me out. "Pull yourself together. You are embarrassing me." I clasp my sweaty palms together. "I guess this was how you felt when the twins were born." Hunter smiles genuinely. He doesn't do that anymore. There's no reason for joy in his life, and I truly feel sorry for him and for everything he's been through. He lost Daphne and lost Tara, and to think he will always have the memories lodged in his head is pure torture, even for me. "Yes. I'm pretty damn sure I felt much wors
WINTERSix Months Later...It's been six months since Daphne and her father tried to destroy us. Six months since we've heard anything about her whereabouts. Life seemed to go on in contast paranoia that they would be back, especially for Nikolai. I'm almost due. My bump is large, like someone trapped a volleyball inside there. The pack doctor examines me. He says I keep getting weaker and weaker. I've told no one about the conversation Isador and I had the night of Hunter and Tara's big escape. But I know why I'm being diagnosed as weak. I have little time left with my son and mate. It's breaking my heart.I know Elkan didn't survive his brothers wrath. Killian killed him and his triplets before Hunter could make do with his promise. It's beating him up, but he doesn't show it. The fact that he failed those innocent children. It only means one thing, though. Killian owes use all a life, and he will pay up when the time comes.The pack doctor shakes his head. "Your temperature and bl
HUNTER They had beaten me to a pulp, but they were going to need more than that to end me. I just need to know if Tara is alright. Since Daphne carried her into that separate room, I have seen nothing and heard nothing. My wolf is terribly weak. I struggle against the chains. I've been doing that for hours. Killian came and asked Daphne when she was going to kill me. She may hate me now, but I know she can never do something as horrendous as that. Daphne still loved me. I couldn't kill her as well if given the chance. There was just something holding us back. She stalled my execution date until two days from now. Meaning, Nikolai has 48 hours to rescue me successfully, or I have just that amount of time to break free before they sell her off to Ander. I need to save her, or else I won't forgive myself. I struggle against the chains bound to the ceiling above. It hung me up. I pull with all of my might, but nothing can save me from the weakness freezing my wolf out. I feel helpl
NIKOLAITheir weapons are laced with wolf's bane and poisons of various calibres. We are outnumbered, and it's also impossible for us to win this war against Ander. My wolves are perishing all around me, and I feel helpless. Ander is on his horse wrecking havoc with the mighty scythe in his hand.I run for him, growling as my fangs gleam under the afternoon sun. He's about to hit one of my closest wolves from behind. I dive on his horse and throw him to the ground, cartwheeling and dodging the scythe's blade by a narrow miss.Ander roars, getting on his feet. It's between the both of us. I'm not armed, and I know I've got to be careful while going against that blade. Winter warned me about that, and I promised myself I would make it out alive.I charge at him, and he comes for me as well. We clash, baring our teeth. Our wolves around us are still going at each other. Still, it is clear that Ander is winning. He shoves me to the ground. I bring out my leg and swipe it across, making him
DAPHNE Tears burn my throat. It didn't occur to me that he would actually find my replacement. I still loved him deeply, but I couldn't disobey my father. If he chose me now, I would have abandoned everything and saved him from this hell. But the man I love is interested in another woman. This must be my karma. I walk into the barren room where Tara has been kept inside. I know she's scared, but I'm so livid that I could pluck out her entire hair. How dare she steal what is mine? "Ander would love to hear you survived his trap. He would take your sorry ass back and punish you for life because that is what you deserve." Tara starts begging. She knows what it's like to be slaved under Alpha Ander. Not to mention being punished eternity by him. It's pure hell, and I want to laugh at the terrified look on her face. I do laugh. "What? Scared, are we? This is what you get for taking what's not yours." "I didn't know you and Hunter were an item. I met him by chance and he said nothin
HUNTER I told her not to go. I told her I had to stay put right here inside the damned pack house, but she just won't listen. One thing I've learnt about Tara is that she's as pig headed as they come and can't take no for an answer. She literally dragged me out from the house to come and pick herbs in the woods. Her argument is that it's close by and we won't be gone for more than half an hour. It takes only a second for things to go epically wrong, but I don't know why I can't resist her anymore. When she speaks, she always finds a way to get to me, and she doesn't even do much. She only just has to say the word. I don't what to make of it, but I'm trying to school myself into making this the only time such would repeat itself again. Sure, she can pick her herbs for now, but next time, I won't consent to something as careless as this, leaving the pack house unguarded. She's in front of me, skipping happily into the woods. I'm always happy to see her smile. The sight of it just m
WINTER I dread waking up to this morning because I know what it means for us. Nikolai wants us to do this. He wants us to pay Jacob a visit, but I don't think I'm ready. Jacob was the man who hurt me. Although he seems repentant, I still can't tell what his heart would be like. I'm stepping out of the bathroom when he meets me halfway. Nikolai hugs me. Last night brought us a lot closer intimately. I was so darn sure I would have his babies after that. He made sure of it. But then, would the curse of Rose find me now that I am Winter. Will I still not be able to have kids of my own? "Hey, babe." Nikolai calls me, resting his forehead against mine. "You look stressed. Don't be stressed." "You know why I'm stressed." "I'll be right there with you. You don't have to be scared because you have me protecting you always." He has a point. I know he will never abandon me. Nikolai loves me so much. He proved that last night, and I'm certain he will always have my back in everything. I do
HUNTER I walk ahead as soon as I walk towards my room in the Alpha's home. She's right behind me in the next minute. I saw her hold back her words before Nikolai was out of respect. I knew the second she was in the clear, she was going to come at me with everything she's got. Funny enough, I'm anticipating it. I'm also anticipating seeing more of her in those pretty clothes. It's new for Tara. "Ever heard of give people their flowers, Hunter?" She crosses her arms as she falls in step with me. Nikolai and Winter have occupied the main stairs, so we are going all around to get to my room. Tara is just following me without a clue about where she's going. "That's the most senseless thing I've ever heard." She blocks my path, walking with her back when I don't stop coming forward. "Take that back." Tara slaps my chest. Coming from a werewolf, her hit does justice, and I almost break a wince. "I won't take it back, Tara. Because it's my opinion." "I found you empathetic at first