What would you do if three hot men came to your doorstep claiming to be the father of your kids? I would slam the door against their faces. ***** Briar Ashford had everything—an ideal marriage, a loving mate, and a baby on the way. But her world shattered when she discovered her husband’s affair with her closest friend. The betrayal led to the loss of her baby and a burning desire for revenge. In a moment of reckless despair, she had a one-night stand with a stranger before fleeing to start anew. In her new town, the moon goddess grants her a second chance at motherhood, but the blessing comes with unexpected twists. Seven years later, Briar’s past collides with her present when three men show up at her doorstep, claiming to be the fathers of her children. How was this possible? She only had a one night stand with one man. Want to know more? Read and find out.
View MoreI sat in my car outside the diner long after Kylan had left, staring at my phone screen, debating how to even start this conversation.A trip.It was reckless. Dangerous, even. I should’ve shut it down immediately. But Kylan was right—I was lost.And if this person he knew really could help me…I inhaled sharply and opened the group chat with Kai and Kieran.Me: We need to talk. It’s important. I’ll be home soon.A response came almost immediately.Kai: What happened?Kieran: Are you okay?I stared at their messages, hesitating before replying.Me: Just meet me at the house.I put my phone down before they could respond, gripping the steering wheel tightly.This was going to be a fight.---By the time I walked through the front door, they were both already there—Kai leaning against the kitchen counter, arms crossed, and Kieran sitting at the table, watching me closely.The moment I stepped inside, Kai’s eyes narrowed. “What’s going on?”I exhaled, dropping my keys onto the counter. “
After dropping the kids off at school, I felt useless.I sat in my car for a while, staring at the wheel, trying to figure out what to do with myself. There was always something to handle, always another crisis waiting, but today, there was nothing.It felt wrong.I exhaled sharply and checked my phone. A single message stared back at me. Council Hall. Now.I sighed. No explanation, no warning, just an order.By the time I pulled up to the hall, my mood had soured. The council building was old, built with stone that made it look more like a relic than a functioning place of authority. I pushed through the heavy doors, the cool air inside making my skin prickle.Elder Ama was waiting at the long table, along with three other council members. They watched me with expressions that gave nothing away.“Briar,” Ama said, motioning for me to sit.I didn’t move right away. “This about the clinic?”“It is.”I sat down, crossing my arms. “If this is another attempt to pin something on me, save
“I messed up,” Kylan said, groaning and running his hand over his face.“You think?” Kieran said, standing up, his silver eyes sharp with irritation.Kylan growled, his hands clenching into fists. “You… How dare you bring up Kayla?”“Because you’re trying to do the same thing to Briar,” Kieran shot back, his voice rising. “You don’t connect with her. You don’t listen. And now you’re throwing yourself at her like that’s going to fix anything. Kayla is six feet under because you couldn’t hold yourself together, and now—”“You bastard!” Kylan roared, his voice breaking as he swung at Kieran.The punch landed hard against Kieran’s jaw, the sound of it echoing in the room. Kieran staggered back, but his silver eyes flashed with fury as he wiped at his lip, which was already swelling.“You want to do this?” Kieran growled, his voice deeper now as his wolf pushed to the surface.“You brought her up,” Kylan spat, his fists clenched tightly at his sides. “You know how she was to me. You know
There was a weird thing between triplets. The called it ‘the tingling.’When one was going through a single vulnerability, they all felt it.And Kylan felt it from Kai. This wasn’t the first time. Or the second.Anytime Kai was with Briar, he softened. His tone changed, his walls cracked just enough for it to be noticeable. It was like a gravitational pull existed between them, and Kylan, no matter how hard he tried, felt like an outsider.A goddamn third wheel. It stung more because, out of all of them, Kylan had been the first to meet Briar. He’d noticed her spark, her fire, before either of his brothers had the chance. And yet, it was always Kai who seemed to draw her attention.Kylan stood in the living room, arms crossed, watching Kieran gently arranging blocks on the coffee table.“Aren’t you jealous?” Kylan asked suddenly, his voice tight. “Of the fact that Kai is the closest to her?”Kieran sighed without looking up. “I’ve known since the day Mother spat us out of her womb
Kieran’s silver eyes softened as he leaned forward, resting his forearms on his knees. “Briar, no one’s blaming you. We’re just trying to figure this out, and you don’t have to do it alone. We’re here to help.”His words made my throat tighten, but I couldn’t bring myself to speak. I looked away, blinking rapidly to stop the tears that threatened to spill.Kylan, sensing the shift in my mood, stepped closer to the railing and leaned against it casually, his blue eyes glinting with something lighter, softer. “Okay, okay,” he said, holding up his hands. “Let’s hit pause on the serious doom-and-gloom talk for a second. Briar, when’s the last time you took a break? Like, a real break?”I frowned, glancing at him. “A break? Kylan, my life is falling apart. Now’s not exactly the time for… a spa day.”He grinned, a playful edge to his voice. “Hey, I didn’t say spa day—though now that you mention it, we could use some hot towels and massages. My shoulders are killing me.”Despite myself, a sm
I called the three men in for a talk after I had made sure the kids were asleep.We were at the balcony of their rather extravagant mansion. The moonlight reflected off the glass railings, casting a faint glow over the space. The air was cold, filled with the faint scent of cedarwood that seemed to cling to this place.Kieran sat holding a glass of whiskey, his long legs sprawled out casually in front of him. His fiery red hair, tousled and catching the light, framed his sharp jawline in a way that was maddeningly attractive.His shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, revealing just enough of his toned chest to make it impossible not to notice.Kylan leaned against the balcony railing, his black hair tied back in a loose knot. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, revealing his muscular forearms, and his blue eyes gleamed mischievously under the faint light. He looked like he belonged on the cover of a magazine, his easy smirk always hovering on the edge of teasing.And then there
Briar’s POVI haven't smoked in years.Haven't touched the goddamn thing, but since my life took a drastic change, I brought out the cigarette I’d just bought, my fingers shaking as I pulled it from the pack. I stared at it for a long moment, my breathing uneven.The weight of everything, the clinic, the elders, my kids, the Lycan Kings, was pressing on me, suffocating me from the inside out. I leaned forward against the kitchen island, tears stinging the back of my eyes.I placed the unlit cigarette between my lips, not even bothering to grab a lighter. It wasn’t about smoking, not really. It was about holding something, distracting myself from the cracks forming in every part of my life.My hands trembled as I placed the cigarette back down on the island, burying my face in my hands. My shoulders shook as the tears came, quiet at first, then harder, until I was sobbing uncontrollably into the silence of my room.I didn’t even hear the door open.“Mommy?”My head snapped up, my face
I walked into my office, shutting the door behind me with a heavy sigh. The air felt stifling, every corner of the room reminding me of the work I’d poured my heart into. The weight of the elders’ words pressed on my chest, threatening to choke me.I dropped into my chair, leaning back and closing my eyes, wishing for just a moment of reprieve. But the sound of a knock pulled me out of my spiraling thoughts.“Come in,” I called, my voice weary.The door opened, and Sarah stepped in. Her usually bright demeanor was replaced with a rare frown, her arms crossed tightly over her chest.“Are you okay?” she asked, though her tone was clipped, her concern edged with frustration.I nodded, rubbing my temples. “I’m fine, Sarah.”“No, you’re not,” she said bluntly, stepping closer to my desk. “And frankly, neither am I. What’s going on, Dr. Ashford? The elders have been breathing down our necks, and now everyone’s talking about patients dying after therapy. This isn’t normal.”I looked at her,
Something was wrong with me.I… I woke up with scales all over my two forearms.They were faint, almost translucent in the morning light, but they were there. Smooth, glistening, and completely unnatural. Yesterday… yesterday I had been fighting with my own self, my own mind, and now this?Yesterday, the voices had been louder, more persistent. They weren’t my children’s or anyone I recognized, but they were real. Whispers that slithered through my thoughts, hissing things I didn’t want to hear, things I couldn’t understand. The louder they got, the harder it became to breathe, to think, to function.And then there was the other part—the part of me that wasn’t me.It was like another presence inside me, pushing, clawing, begging to break free. My body had trembled under the weight of it, my vision had blurred, and my skin had burned like fire. I had locked myself in the bathroom, splashing water on my face to keep whatever it was at bay.But this morning, the scales? They felt like pr
The battlefield was a wasteland. Bodies, both fresh and decaying, were strewn across the ground. A thick, unnatural fog hovered over the earth, masking the stench of death, but not enough to hide the horrors from anyone still standing. Still fighting for this war that had gone for more than a week. "Hold the line!" Marcus's voice boomed across the clearing, his silver hair matted with dirt and blood. His piercing blue eyes darted from one corner of the field to another. "Don’t let them break through!"To his left, a Lycan tore through a vampire’s throat with a savage snarl. Blood splattered across his chest, the vampire’s body falling limp before hitting the dirt. The Lycan grunted, his yellow eyes flaring. "This is getting worse, Marcus. They’re faster. Stronger than normal. We can’t keep up."Marcus spat on the ground, his jaw clenched. “We don’t have a choice, Jax. We either fight or die. You wanna run? Then go. But I’m not going down without tearing a few more apart.”Jax wiped...
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