Vanya loved Cian with her entire heart. Despite being an omega in the feared Dragon claw pack, she prayed to the moon goddess day and night that she would make Cian her mate. Her prayers were answered, but at what cost? "What are these?" Vanya whispered her voice shaky, staring at the papers tossed on the table. She looked up at her husband of three years, the alpha of Dragon claw pack. "Cian, what is this?" "Sign the papers. We're getting divorced." He said with a straight face. "I'm rejecting you, both in human terms and on wolf terms." "I was with you only because you looked like her." He proceeded to say. "Sign the papers and get out of my house." Once his first love returned, he was quick to cast her away like used trash. After the breakup, fate brought them back together. But the Vanya of now was no longer the sad girl in love with him. Now the CEO of her own catering company, she vows to reclaim her life back. Cian realized he was in love with her, and tries to get her back. But there's a new man in her life now who claims to love and cherish her. Will Vanya forgive Cian, or will she move on from him completely? How will she handle the challenges thrown at her? How will she continue to rise to the top and overthrow her enemies? Or will she succumb to the voices?
View MoreTristan's POV"No healer comes to see him throughout today," I spoke to the guards. "He doesn't eat for the next two days. And after those two days, feed him once a day." "You sure are taking my business into your own hands," Angel commented. "This is just for the meantime. You have him to yourself for all eternity. Do as you please." She grinned in response. As I stepped forward, Angel, Niko, the driver, my father, and the guards parted for me to pass through. The guard's gaze shifted from me to my hands. That was when I remembered that I hadn't wiped it on my handkerchief. I reached for my pockets but it wasn't there.. I had left it in the cell. Just then, my father handed his to me. I extended my hands to take it, but he held firm onto it, studying my face as if taking in every muscle movement, facial expression, and n. We stood there, the handkerchief in both our hands for almost seven seconds before he finally let go of it. I wiped my hands clean, tossing the handkerchief int
TRISTAN'S POV My fists clenched on their own accord by my sides wanting to punch the hell out of him. I could feel my pulse increase by a hundred percent as rage seized through me with such ferocity I only felt during the war against another pack when they tried to hurt Angel or my father. "Don't look so downtrodden Tristan." He continued spewing rubbish from his mouth. "Didn't you know she was a slut?" He widened his eyes, staggering to his feet before taking wobbly steps to where I stood. "But it's fine. She's nothing but my used property. You can have her." I clasped him by the collar, raising my fists to make them collide with his nose. He kept laughing like a lunatic, clapping his unchained hands. I pulled my hands back, stepping away from him before wiping my hands on the handkerchief in the pocket of my trousers. "It's good to see you go mad," I replied to him after regaining my calm. "And just so you know, you are her used property. Look at how miserable you are but look
Tristan's POV "I don't need you to summarize." He shot Angel a glare who returned it with a smile, still wearing her glasses. "The sun's already set. " He pointed to the glasses she wore. "What's that for?" "Dirty work." She replied. "Just in case he..." She pointed to me. "I would love my eyes protected." Then she strolled to the car waiting for the four of us. "Time to show you my newest acquired property." She sang to herself, opening the car door and getting into the second back of the car before the driver could assist her. I got into the first row of seats with my dad while Niko sat in front as the driver zoomed off. Now and then, Angel giggled at her phone, probably at the pictures of Cian being sent to her by the guards as she had instructed them. A purebred lunatic and her lunatic guards. We drove in silence, no one speaking to the other. When we eventually got to the borders of our pack, Angel put away her phone, straightening herself. The guards greeted us with a bow o
TRISTAN'S POV"I picked the grade eleven cell. What do you think?"I shifted my attention from the lovely hills beneath us turning to Angel. "Grade eleven you said." I met her gaze as they shifted from her phone to me. "Was I too lenient?" She blinked at me.I scoffed before chuckling. "Maybe?" "I thought so." She grinned from ear to ear. The sight of it would have made a stranger throw up their lunch in sheer fear, but I was already used to it. Missed it. "If I was too lenient, how about..." She gazed at the window, down at the hills. "I just toss him out there, from a height like this." She gestured to the official blackwood privet jet we were in that headed to Moscow, Russia. "I'll leave the tossing to me. It'd be my pleasure." I said.She smiled, her phone vibrating with an incoming call. She passed a smile to me signifying me of the caller. I nodded as she picked it up. Funny enough, which wasn't funny, I had been thinking about the same thing while I looked down at the hill
Vanya's POV"The thing is—" he unbuttoned my pajama top, and with each new button that came off, the fire in his eyes burned brighter "— I won't know unless you tell me." "Kiss me." I said. For starters. "Just a kiss?" I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down. "Stop teasing me and kiss me." His eyes moved down to my lips, and I felt the kiss before his lips met mine. He slowly looked back up, that infuriating smirk on his lips. "But of course," he lowered his head and his lips met mine in a searing kiss. My head swirled and I held him closer, my lips moving in sync with his. I felt him smirk, and with one hand he unbuttoned the rest of the pajama top and pushed it off my body. He spread my legs, settling between them, all the while never missing a single beat while kissing me. He kissed down my lips to my chin, and down to my chest. "What else do you want me to do?" He asked, his eyes intense on mine as he kissed my sternum. "What do you want to do to me?" I a
Vanya's POV: I brushed oil into my hair, my mind miles and miles away. Tristan was leaving for Russia. And I'm not sure when he'll be back. Two days or more huh. I knew it sounded selfish of me wanting him to stay when he clearly had something important to do there. But I couldn't help it at all. Ever since this whole hospital ordeal, I've been itching to have him close to me at all times. It's crazy, and I can't explain it. But I feel it. My body longs for him. My wolf wants her mate at all times. It's a miracle I can keep a straight face about everything and act like I'm normal around him. I shouldn't be feeling this way, right? And yet I brushed my hair robotically, dressed in my pajamas and ready to go to bed. I should go to sleep and try not to think too much about it. I finished brushing my hair and crawled under the covers. The night is cold, but under the covers it's very warm. And yet I couldn't fall asleep. I wondered what Tristan was doing now, was he packing? Or woul
Vanya's POV "No. I'm going with you." I picked up my phone. "What do I need to pack for the trip?" I opened my contact list wanting to call Marco to get ready some clothes and bring them to me. I paused. "Or better still, I pack nothing and buy new ones when we get to Russia. I heard Russia is known for heavy type of clothes due to their weather. " I looked at the screen of my phone again, opening the search web instead. "Or I could just search about it. Check it out." I keyed had only keyed in "the weather in R..." When my phone was snatched from my fingers. "What are you doing?" I made to take the phone from him which he put away from my reach. "You are not going with me Vanya." There was a note of finality in his voice when he spoke and a look in his eyes that said. "I'm sorry but you won't." "Why? Why can't I? We have to be together remember?" "And you have to be safe!" His voice was firm but had a little tremble in it, barely noticeable. "What do you think would happen to
Vanya's POV "Will you be alright by yourself?" Emilia asked her, Marco and the kids were getting into the car to get themselves prepared for school and work today. Emily hadn't come with them the previous night when Tristan had left. She pulled me into a hug, holding me even when I wanted her to let go. "You might as well crush me." "Now that, is not an answer." She said against my neck. "Will you be alright by yourself?" A question I didn't know if I knew the answer to yet. I didn't know what to say, or how to even say it. I just nodded, murmuring a yes against her hair. "I will." She pulled away from the hug, looking at my face as if scanning for any hint that showed I was lying. "You're lying." She finally said, before turning to Marco and the kids. "Take them with you. I'll stay with Vanya until Tristan returns. " "You don't have to." I started to protest when she hook her head with a smile. "You can't do anything about it. After all..." She reduced her voice to a wh
VANYA'S POV "Of course not." He brought out two bottles of fruit juice, and poured into two glasses, handing it over to them. We decided to sit in the floor, deeming it the best way to enjoy the treat. "Will you be okay?" I asked Tristan. He laughed, sitting down beside the twins as I sat down beside him. "I'm perfectly okay with it. No need to worry." Marco hit his glass with the champagne opener calling everyone's attention. He raised his glass up. "Here's to a new beginning for our dear Vanya, the surviver of survivers. Cheers!" "Cheers!" We all clinked glasses as we began to eat the snacks and drink. All around me, all I could see was laughter, joy and happiness. And deep down, my heart was at peace, and I couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corners of my lips. Andrew and Ryan couldn't stop messing up themselves thanks to the huge glass that had been given to them. Each time they spilled their juice on themselves, Tristan would be the one to wipe it off. Three
Vanya's POV:"Congratulations my Luna, you're three weeks pregnant.""R-really?!" I gasped, unable to contain my excitement. I felt tears prick my eyes, tears of pure joy. "I can't believe this.... I’m pregnant."Doctor John smiled, the crow feet at the corner of his eyes crinkling as he did. "I'm really happy for you." He said, placing a warm hand over mine. "I'm Sure the alpha will be very happy to hear the news.""Yes," I sobbed, wiping my eyes. "He'll be so glad when I tell him."Doctor John passed me a box of tissues. "Take all the time you need okay?" He said. I nodded, wiping my eyes with a tissue. Finally, at long last, everything had changed. "There's a lot of measured to be put in place though." Dr John was saying. "This is an alpha's baby, and the pregnancy is likely to take a toll on your body. You have to be careful not to stress at all."I nodded, listening with rapt attention. "I can carry this child without complications, right?""Yes. Even though you're an omega, w
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