Kookie:
Hearing my actual name leaves me in shock for a moment. My eyes catch Elias’s, and I can see the twist of confusion on his face. Then I find Levi’s eyes as he is wheeled toward me. This has his writing all over it. I can almost swear he is hiding a smirk. He might think he has won, but this is far from over.
When he gets close, I step forward as instructed, then the elder hands him the tablet. Levi stands slowly, handing the tablet to me. As my hands grip the side of the smooth, stony texture, I hold my gaze on him for a moment, but he remains unfazed.
“With the power vested in me as a vessel of the goddess, I welcome you into the council, and I hope you serve the pack justly until the goddess calls you home.”
The crowd erupts in applause as he says this, but I am nothing close to impressed. He might sound tough and professional, but he is nothing close to that, and only if the pack
KOOKIE:My mouth hangs open for seconds as I stare at Elias. He has to be joking, asking me to marry him at a time like this. It is not surprising that he might have feelings for me, but it is too impromptu to reveal them, and sadly, I do not think I feel the same way about marrying him. Sure, he is attractive, but I have more pressing issues than drooling over a six-foot-tall hunk of an alpha male who has the most gorgeous gray eyes and a perfect body.Fuck, why the hell am I describing him like I am attracted to him? I question myself as I shake my head, trying to pull myself back into the right headspace.“Elias…” His name leaves my mouth, but nothing more comes out. I shake my head, and I watch his face fall. “How can you ask me such a thing at this moment?”“Because there is no better moment to do that. You always have a lot on your plate, and I would love to take some of that burden off you.”I stare at him as he says this. Does that mean he is only asking out of pity and not be
KOOKIE:My blood runs cold as I turn around to see Elias walking up to us. What is he doing, claiming to be the father of Blue? That is crazy. Does he even know what he is attempting to do? My parents will kill him when they find out Levi is the father, but what if they never know?Elias steps forward, snaking an arm around my waist and pulling me toward him. This man will really do anything for me. He probably thinks I am in danger, and he did not even give it a second thought before jumping in to save me, disregarding the consequences. I swallow hard, glancing between my parents and him before finally clearing my throat to ease the tension.“Mum, Dad, this is Elias,” I say, and Dad puts out his hand. “Elias, meet my parents.” Elias uses his free hand to shake my father’s, and then he turns to my mum.“Nice to meet you, Ma’am.” He gives a brief bow, as if he is not the Alpha of an entire pack. I know our pack is of a higher rank, but my parents are still Betas, and he is an Alpha, so
LEVI:Kookie’s new house being ready makes me feel weird. There is a feeling in my chest I cannot quite explain. She will still be in the pack, occasionally meet with me because she is the Pack’s Chief Doctor now, and she is also in the council, but something about her moving out of the royal mansion makes me uneasy. I will not wake up to see her every single day. Maybe it is because I lost her before, and this feels similar to that.A knock on my door jolts me back to reality. I let out a sigh as I relax back in my chair.“Come in.”Donald pushes the door open as I say this. He gives a bow before standing upright.“I have given the keys to Dr. Kookie,” he says, causing my chest to tighten even more.“What did she say?” I ask immediately, desperation in my tone. I sound like a child now, but I couldn’t care less because I want to know if she is eager to leave or if she feels this w
THIRD PERSON POV:Hearing Kookie say those words makes Elias feel a bit relieved. For the past six years, he had kept his feelings for her in check because he never saw the right time to pop the question. He had loved Blue like his own ever since, and sometimes, when he saw the stress in Kookie’s eyes, he felt he wasn’t doing enough. But Kookie wouldn’t let him do some things—she was overprotective of Blue, and he understood.She had named her daughter after his favorite fruit because he ate them a lot, and it made her crave them so much during her pregnancy. They had a lot of history between them, but Kookie never banked on that because she always reminded herself that Elias was a man.Kookie pulls away from Levi, waving the wallet in her hand in his face.“We should go to Blue. She will be relieved to leave this house,” she says to him. Elias feels a familiar weight press down on his chest. He knows it
KOOKIE:We get into the car, and I open the wallet. There are two master key cards inside, along with a paper that I pull out. It contains an address, which I read out to Elias, who is driving. I read further to see the instructions on how to configure the security system and its default password. It is basically everything I need. I search the wallet further to see if there is anything else, and I find a neatly folded paper, which I assume contains more instructions. But when I open it, my heart skips a beat.It is a letter from Levi. Not just any letter—it is written in the same format as the letters we exchanged when I was in medical school and he was away for his training. My name is designed in cursive, with the first “K” adorned with tiny hearts. It is supposed to be childish because we are no longer teenagers, but seeing it makes the eighteen-year-old version of me resurface—the one who craved this so bad
Kookie:“I’ve got to hand it to him,” Elias begins, his eyes scrutinizing the wardrobe. “He has great taste.” He tries to mask the anger in his tone, but he isn’t doing too well. I let out a sigh, shutting the closet and turning to him.“You don’t have to worry about anything.” When I say this, Elias raises a brow.“I’d love to believe that, but you’ll literally be living in the dream house built by your ex, and—”“Mummy, can I have my own room?” Blue cuts Elias off, causing both of us to hold our breaths as she nearly walks into him, revealing that Levi is her father.My eyes leave Elias, settling on Blue, who looks happier than I can recall. I walk over to her, crouching down in front of her.“Yes, baby, you can have your own room.”“Yay!” she chimes, clapping h
KOOKIE:Waking up to Elias’s hands wrapped safely around me feels like a dream. It is like a therapy I needed but never knew of. The warmth alone makes it difficult for me to stand from the bed, and if I could, I would remain in bed, but we have a lot to do today, which includes dinner with my parents.He stirs from sleep behind me, shifting closer, allowing his morning wood to press into the back of my butt. Self-control is the only thing stopping me from letting out a moan, because my mind can already paint a mental picture of how thick it could be.“Good morning, Love.” His thick voice fills my ears, causing bumps to sprout up on my skin. The grip he has on my waist loosens, and I turn around to face him.Even without a shower or morning routine, he looks gorgeous as hell. His hair is messy, but… sexy. Get it together, I whisper to myself as I press my thighs together to calm the storm between my legs. Yes, he is hot, but maybe I am just super horny, because I haven’t been touched
KOOKIE:“Ignore him,” I whisper to Elias as my mother shifts for us to walk in. She exchanges brief cheek kisses with Elias. “Hi, Mum,” I greet as I walk into the house with Elias.The door is shut, and we make our way to the dining, which has a lot of meals laid out for us. Blue has a special seat all ready for her size, and Mum has made sure to place it beside her.“She looks just like you,” Mum says as she places Blue in her seat. I flash her a smile while Elias pulls out a seat.“Thank you,” I say, glimpsing his eyes before I sit. Then he takes the seat close to me, which is opposite my father, whose brows have not relaxed once the entire night.He isn’t even trying to hide the fact he does not approve of Elias, and it makes me wonder if he wants me to go back to Levi. Is he not angry about the fact his only daughter was betrayed and humiliated? I cannot imagine the look on his face when he knows Levi is the father, and I have been suffering alone for six years. Would he still hol
Levi:The council chamber reeks of incense, its chilly air creeping up my shoulders. Elder Axel’s voice drones on from the head of the table as he speaks about the upcoming Werewolf Mating Ball, which is to take place in two weeks during the full moon.He goes on and on about having the place heavily guarded—keeping underage were-children out and protecting the venue from intruders. His point is solid, but somehow I don’t care, because my gaze remains on Kookie. She’s in her traditional council attire—the one that’s just a cloth draped around her body, which makes her look extra sexy.I had picked out multiple fabrics of its kind for her when furnishing her house. Knowing she’s putting on something I purchased makes it even better. It’s like she’s imprinted with me.She’s across the long mahogany table, flanked by Elders Patrick and Lion
KOOKIE:My blood pressure shoots through the roof when I learn the person who picked up Blue is Levi. I stare at Luna Jasmine, hoping for a good explanation, but she says nothing as I fume with anger. How could she do this to me? I thought she liked me, but it seems she is only trying to sabotage me. Why would she even let Levi near my daughter? I rush to the window, looking out to see Levi’s car pulling up.“I am sorry, Luna Jasmine, but I have to leave.” I take a step towards the door, and she speaks.“I know Levi is her father.”My blood runs cold, freezing me in place as a chill runs up my spine. Involuntarily, my body turns to face her, and I open my mouth to speak, but the words do not come out.“Wha... what are you saying?” I finally ask. Then I shake my head, trying to deny it. “Elias is the father of my child, and we have been together for six years.”Luna Jasmine rolls her eyes.
LEVI:I make payment for Blue while I sit in a corner, honoring the greetings of pack members with my eyes on her as she plays on the bouncing castle. The place is rowdy, with a lot of children, but somehow I can single out her own giggle, which weirdly warms my heart. I can’t tell if it is my connection with Kookie at work, but seeing her daughter happy makes me happy, too.Instead of sulking about my mistakes, I sit there, determined to make the best out of it. Maybe my mother is right, and I have not been man enough. I know Kookie will not just accept an apology, but I will keep trying to work my way to her heart, even if it means giving up all I have. This is what I never knew I needed—a daughter. A daughter from the woman I love. She isn’t even my biological daughter, but the mere fact she belongs to Kookie makes me want to care for her like she is mine.After a moment, she runs to me breathless, with nothing but her socks on.&ldqu
THIRD PERSON POV:Blue is sitting at her desk in class, painting what she assumes is a picture of Elias and her mother. Her teacher, Mrs. Walter, walks up to her, stopping a few inches from her.“Blue,” she calls out in a soft tone, and Blue turns to the sight of the black dress in front of her. She looks up at her teacher, a brown-haired lady in her mid-thirties.“Yes, Mrs. Walter.” A smile forms on Blue’s face as she tries to answer politely, like her mother has taught her.“Your mother is busy, and the Luna has sent someone from the Alpha’s house to come get you.” When she says this, Blue’s face falls, as she had planned to show her mother her drawing.It has been almost a week since Elias left, and she wishes he would live permanently with them, because he makes her mum happier.“Okay, Mrs. Walter,” Blue answers, facing her drawing again.Mrs. Walter understands her tone, so she tries to keep Blue company. She is her latest student, one she is yet to figure out. She isn’t rude, bu
LEVI:The days have been long. Too damn long that I don’t even know how I’m still breathing through it. I wake up, and she’s the first thought. I close my eyes, and she’s still there—always there.Ever since I saw her kiss him, I’ve been trying to claw my way out of whatever hell she left me in, but the way she melted into him like he was the only thing that mattered—I don’t think I’ll ever forget that. I’ve tried to move on. Forced myself to. Got girls to spend the night. Pretty ones. Soft voices, eager hands, but the moment they climb into my space, I cannot even touch them.Their skin feels like acid against mine, and I guess it is my punishment from the goddess. Slowly torturing and reminding me I don’t get to feel good without her. When she came over last week for my last shot, her expression was blank even after seeing the girl in my be
Kookie’s :No matter how much I try, the news about Elias leaving horrifies me. I thought I would be over it this morning, but knowing I will wake up alone in two days makes the worry in my chest weigh me down. The warmth of Elias beside me is the only thing that feels authentic right now, the only comfort in the storm brewing in my heart.I don’t want to open my eyes, don’t want to face the reality that tomorrow, he’ll be gone. Tears slip down the sides of my face, soaking into the pillow beneath my cheek. I try to stifle the sob, but it comes anyway, a soft, aching sound that breaks through the stillness of the room. I feel his presence, still so close, and I reach out instinctively, wanting to hold on to him, to keep him here with me. But when my fingers brush against the empty space beside me, panic floods my chest.My eyes snap open, my breath catching as I sit up in an instant,
THIRD PERSON POV:The sunlight filters through the soft curtains, casting a golden hue across the room. Kookie stirs, her body still curled into Elias, the warmth of his skin blanketing her like safety. For a moment, she lies still, eyes closed, basking in the afterglow of everything they shared the previous night. When her eyes finally flutter open, a smile forms on her lips—wider and more genuine than any she’s worn in weeks.Her heart flutters as her mind replays every moment, every soft touch, every sweet word. The way Elias held her like she was something rare. The way he moved with her—slow, intentional, loving. It was nothing like she had imagined; it was better. So much better. Beside her, Elias stirs too, groaning softly as his arms instinctively tighten around her waist, pulling her back into his chest.“Morning,” he murmurs in a thick voice. Kookie giggles, turning to face him, their
KOOKIE:When we get back to the house, I lead the way into my room in silence. He closes the door behind him softly, the click echoing louder than it should. The thoughts in my mind from the morning cloud it again, and I am curious, wanting to know how all of him tastes—not just his lips. Wanting to know how it feels for him to be inside me, the warmth, the pleasure it would bring. I want all of it, but I don’t know if he wants it this fast. I am bent on finding out.He opens his mouth to speak, but I don’t let him. I crash into him, my hands gripping his shirt as I kiss him hard—raw, desperate, and completely unfiltered. It’s not soft or careful. It’s the kind of kiss that demands answers, claims ownership, and leaves no room for doubt. The kind of kiss that says, I need you now.Elias stumbles back slightly, caught off guard, but his hands find my waist, holding me stea
KOOKIE:The drive is quiet, save for the soft hum of the engine and the occasional exhale from Elias. But I can’t stop looking at him. The way his knuckles clench around the steering wheel, the slight furrow between his brows, the sharp line of his jaw. He’s tense, but still here—by my side.I keep watching him out of the corner of my eye, and I can’t hold back anymore.“Why did you come after me when I left?” I ask quietly, eyes still fixed on him. “Why not when I was still in the house?”He doesn’t answer right away.His jaw tenses further, and his grip on the wheel tightens just a little.“I didn’t want to make things worse,” he says eventually, his voice low. “I felt like... if I stopped you in the house, it would lead to another fight. You were upset. Hurt, and I didn’t want to throw fue