Ricky’s POVThe doctor’s words hung in the air like a heavy fog all over the room. Memory loss – a concept so terrifying, especially when it had to do with someone as nice as Shannon. We exchanged glances as the reality of the situation sank in.Cole, unable to contain the turmoil within, turned to the doctor, desperation written on his face. “Are you sure about this? Could there be any mistake?”The doctor, her expression firm, nodded. “I wish it weren’t true, guys, but the probability of it is almost true. We can only assess the extent when she wakes up.”Jules asked the question that rang in each of our minds, “How long will she be resting, and when can we see her?”The doctor paused, contemplating the request. “She’s sedated for now to ensure her rest properly. I guess you can see her briefly, but please do not disturb her. It’s crucial for her healing to rest well.”A flicker of hope in my eyes, I pleaded, “We promise we won’t disturb her. We just want to be there when she wakes
Shannon’s POVThe hospital room was filled with florescent light that hurt my eyes when it finally fluttered open. As I looked around, I found myself surrounded by faces that felt both familiar and distant.Three young men stood there, their expressions a mix of concern and relief. I tried to identify them in my head, but my mind was blank.“Hey, Shannon, you’re awake!” one of them, the one with a rugged charm, greeted me.I mustered a weak smile. “Yeah. Where am I?”“You’re in the hospital. You had an accident,” another one explained, his eyes searching mine for recognition.I shook my head, frustration building. “I don’t remember.”A moment later, a woman entered the room, and my face lit up immediately. I recognized her, she was my Mom. “Mom.” I whispered softly.She rushed forward, her eyes filled with a tears. “Yes, sweetheart. I’m here, baby. It’s alright now.”As I looked at the woman before me, her features warm and comforting, tears gathered in my eyes too but I didn’t know w
Jules’ POVThe crisp morning air filled with the anticipation of another day at school. We had decided to keep our suspicions to ourselves, to observe Selena and Leila discreetly, hoping to catch them in the act of revealing their involvement in Shannon’s accident.As we approached the school gates, my eyes caught sight of a familiar blue sedan, the same one that had sped away from the scene of Shannon's accident.Selena slipped into the driver’s seat, her eyes darting around cautiously. The realization struck me like a bolt of lightning – the pieces were falling into place.“Guys, that’s the same car from the other day,” I whispered urgently to Ricky and Cole, who were walking beside me.Their eyes followed my gaze, confirming my suspicion. We exchanged a silent agreement to keep this information to ourselves, to continue observing without tipping off Selena and Leila.Throughout the morning, we kept a discreet eye on the girls, watching for any signs of guilt or involvement. As the
Jules’ POVSelena and Leila seemed to have vanished from town, leaving us with nothing but unanswered questions. Ricky and I attempted to talk to a few of Selena’s friends, but all we could gather was that the girls were out of town. It was a frustrating realization that increased our anxiety for Shannon’s safety.As we returned home, we knew we needed more than just our own efforts. We needed help, and that meant turning to Dad. His initial reluctance was clear, concerned about the potential dangers involved.However, as he looked into our determined eyes and saw the desperation to protect Shannon, something changed in him. “You boys are willing to go to great lengths to protect her, aren’t you?” he acknowledged rather than asked, a rare softness in his voice.“We’ll do whatever it takes, Dad,” Ricky affirmed, and I nodded in agreement.Robin sighed, understanding the depth of our resolve. “Alright, we’ll find them. I’ll assign some of our men to help in the search. We won’t let them
Shannon’s POVDays passed with me still in the hospital room, each day was mom’s persistent efforts to help me regain my memories, and the constant visits from the triplets.They brought gifts and kept me company, yet, fragments of my memory remained stubbornly out of reach.Cole handed me a bouquet of flowers, his eyes hopeful. “Maybe these will trigger something?”I mustered a smile, the traces of a smile tugging at my lips. “Thanks, Cole. I’ll try.”Jules, always the joker, chimed in, “Remember when we used to tease you about your obsession with sunflowers?”I chuckled, a brief feeling of familiarity stirred in me. “Sunflowers, huh? Yeah, I think I liked them.”Ricky leaned closer, his expression calm and stern as always. “Shannon, we’ve taken care of Selena and Leila. You don’t have to worry about them anymore.”A ripple of confusion washed over me. Selena and Leila? Why did they seem familiar? The brothers had told me that the girls had ran me over with their car in attempt to ge
Shannon’s POVThe revelation about Eric hung heavy in the air, a bitter truth that altered my feelings towards Ricky. His admission of killing Eric triggered a flood of memories, each piece of the puzzle falling into place with a clear picture.The past unfolded before me, I recalled walking out of the grocery store and as I turned a corner, a car had sped towards me hit me before I could even think.Anger surged within me, fueled by the realization that Ricky had taken Eric’s life. The bond we once shared became sour all of a sudden, and I found myself standing between a choice that I wasn’t sure if I would regret.Confronting Ricky, the storm of emotions swirling within me erupted. “You killed him, and I don’t think I can ever forgive you for that.” I said, my voice filled with rage and disbelief.“What? Shannon…”“Forget it, Ricky. I want nothing to do with you, you’re a killer.” I let out not looking his face again.Ricky, facing the weight of my accusation, stood there with a mix
Shannon’s POVThe days went by slowly after Ricky’s departure to another country. Time did little to fill the emptiness in me. Ricky’s absence had left a void that persisted through my every breath.My wolf’s whines echoed clearly my regret for letting Ricky go, for rejecting the one who completed our bond. Unable to ignore the persistent tug in my heart, I found myself standing before Jules and Cole one afternoon.My voice tinged with desperation, I sighed. “We have to find Ricky. I can’t bear this emptiness any longer.”Jules and Cole, caught off guard by the sudden urgency in my voice, exchanged glances.“Shannon, Ricky made his peace with your decision. He chose to leave,” Jules reasoned, his tone heavy with a sense of finality.“What changed your mind all of a sudden though?” Cole asked, surprised.“I don’t care! I just can’t take it anymore.” I let out.“Shannon, we can’t just go looking for Ricky, he has made peace with everything and decided to leave to find his own path.” Jul
Shannon’s POVThe atmosphere in the mansion shifted as we returned to the pack, a strange tension in the air. The familiar surroundings seemed tainted by an unexpected storm that awaited us.As we entered the mansion, a stranger stood in the living room, a man whose features surprisingly bore a deep resemblance to mine. He extended a hand towards me with a half-smile, introducing himself as my real father.The revelation struck me like a lightning bolt; Mom had told me that my father was dead. I even had a picture of him hanged on the wall of my bedroom, how was it possible that this man could be my Dad?Confusion etched across my face, I turned to Mom who stood there along with Robin for an explanation. Her eyes revealed a mix of apprehension and regret, as if she’d been caught in a web of secrets.“Shannon, don’t listen to him, he can’t be trusted.”“Shannon, you don’t need anyone to tell you that I am your father, just take a good look at me.” The man said, drawing closer to me and
Shannon, five years later.As the sun streamed through the windows, filling the room with warmth, I found myself chasing after our energetic twins, boy and girl, who are barely five years old. Laughter echoed through the house as they raced around the living room.“Slow down, you two!” I called out, trying in vain to keep up with their energy.But Jules walking in just chuckled from the doorway, his eyes shining with amusement. “Let them play, my love,” he said, his voice filled with affection. “They’re just having fun.”I sighed, knowing he was right. As much as I wanted to keep them safe, I couldn’t deny them the simple joy of being young and carefree. With a resigned smile, I watched as they continued their game of chase and catch, their laughs filling the air with screams.Just then, I felt Jules’ arms wrap around my once again pregnant belly from behind, his embrace warm and comforting. I leaned back into his arms, relishing the feel of his strong arms around me. “How are you and
Shannon’s POVThe atmosphere in the castle had shifted since Matthew’s capture. With him out of the picture, the pack felt safer, even at the borders. Ricky and Cole had returned after several days of patrolling, their faces weary but relieved.As we gathered around the dinner table, there was a sense of peace and contentment in the air. Jules sat at the head of the table, his presence reassuring and strong. I couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride as I looked at him, knowing he had risked everything to protect our pack.Ricky and Cole filled our ears with tales of their adventures at the boarders, their voices filled with excitement as they recounted their encounters with rival packs and rogue wolves. Despite the dangers they faced, they had emerged victorious and the pack now was finally safe.As we shared our meal, laughter echoed through the hall, the tension of recent events fading into the background. Even Dora and Ellie had joined in the festivities, as I’d insisted on invitin
Shannon’s POVTwo days after the investigation for Jules’ attempted murder, as I entered his room, I found him fuming in his bed, his face twisted with frustration.“They couldn’t find him,” he muttered to me before I said anything, his voice dripping with irritation. “Matthew has slipped through our fingers again.”I sighed as I watched Jules’ restless movements, knowing this was going to be a long conversation. “You need to rest, Jules. Let the guards handle this.” I said firmly, approaching his bedside. “You’re not in any condition to be worrying about Matthew right now.”Jules shot me a glare, but I could see the pain in his eyes. “I can’t just sit here while that traitor is out there,” he grumbled, shifting uncomfortably against his pillows.I gently placed a hand on his arm, trying to calm him down. “You need to focus on getting better,” I urged. “The guards will find Matthew eventually. You need to trust them.”He let out a frustrated sigh, but finally relented. “Fine,” he grum
Shannon’s POVI walked back to the castle, my mind swirling with thoughts about Matthew. He didn’t deny it. He didn’t even try to. My suspicions were like shadows creeping over me, chilling me to the bone. But without solid proof, I felt like I was playing with smoke.I found Jules in his study, buried under a mountain of paperwork. His tired eyes glanced up at me, and I could tell he was bracing himself for another round of my suspicions.“Jules, I need to talk to you about Matthew,” I blurted out before he could stop me.He sighed heavily, rubbing his temples. “Shannon, we’ve been over this. You’re letting your imagination run wild.”I shook my head, frustration bubbling inside me. “But Jules, I just need you to listen. I know something’s not right.”He looked at me with a mix of sympathy and exasperation. “Shannon, I understand you’re scared after everything that’s happened. But maybe you’re seeing things that aren’t there. It’s understandable, given the trauma you’ve been through.
Shannon’s POV“I’m not lying to you Jules, you need to believe me when I say that Mathew is not a good person. He is trying to pot against you and why won’t you believe me?” I inquired with a very stern countenance plastered on my face.“Oh please Shannon can you please just stop all of this drama? Why are you bothering yourself over something that you shouldn’t? I don’t know what is feeding you with lies but you know better than to believe everything you hear.” Jules snapped at me, walking back to his desk, and sunk into it without giving me any more regard.I knew he wasn’t going to believe me from the start but why? I’ve been on Mathew’s trial forever and it’s enough for me to know that he is planning on hurting Jules.But why won’t Jules listen? Why is he so certain that Mathew can’t do anything to him? Why am I looking like the crazy one here? All I’m trying to do is to avert him from the danger that is heading right towards him.I couldn’t let anything happen to Jules but at thi
Shannon’s POVI knew the answers I needed were not going to come that easily. I knew my instincts weren’t wrong about Matthew and he had something up his sleeves.I intended to find out because one way or the other it was going to affect someone I cared about.I had second thoughts on the fact that I might be overthinking and he wasn’t doing anything wrong.But what if he was actually what I thought he was? Doing research won’t make me lose anything but ignoring this would.I knew he had been working here and I knew exactly where to start my investigation from. The best way to get my answers is through the maids.They were the eyes and ears of everything, all I needed was to convince a maid to tell me everything. Of course, she would resist at first but later she’ll give in to some persuasion.I paced around my room thinking hard if this was the right way to go about it. What if I was wrong and I got blamed along with being called paranoid?This just has to work so I won’t get blamed
Shannon’s POVI stormed into the castle, my heart pounding in my chest. The situation with Matthew had left me unsettled, and I know I had to find a way to make Jules listen to my warnings about him.As I entered the main hall, my eyes immediately fell on Michael, playing innocently with a toy on the floor. Beside him stood Matthew, the man I found so suspicious.My instincts screamed at me to grab Michael and run, but I forced myself to stay calm. I hurried over to my son, scooping him up into my arms protectively. Michael grinned up at me, holding out the toy he had been playing with.I turned to face Matthew, my expression hard and suspicious. “What are you doing here?” I demanded, my voice laced with tension.Matthew blinked in surprise, taken aback by my abruptness. “I came to see Jules,” he replied, gesturing vaguely. “One of the maids told me to wait here, and I saw Michael, so I thought I’d keep him company.”My grip on Michael tightened, my protective instincts in overdrive.
Shannon’s POV.The next day Jules and I moved into the pack house.It was still so surreal to me that I was an Alpha.Jules was almost completely healed now and he kept talking about how it was all because of his training yesterday. I mentioned to him that it was probably because of the training he’s still not properly healed yet but he just laughed in my face.As soon as we arrived in the pack house, we were welcomed by the slaves. They were all lined up in the living room in a straight line dressed in black and whiteThey had to be at least fifty to a hundred of them.What on earth did we need so many slaves for?I wondered as I scanned their faces.I glanced over at Jukes who seemed a little too confident. I wish I had his confidence. It seemed like he was used to it, unlike me.“These are the palace slaves, they are always at your service, They all have been assigned different stations. You will eventually get used to them but for now, these are the most important faces you will
Jules POVI woke up in a brightly lit room. I blinked, trying to adjust to the harsh fluorescent light.“Jules!” A familiar sounding voice called out and I frowned as her face came into view.“Shannon,” I sat up a little too quickly and groaned out in absolute pain.“Hey Jules,” she smiled at me.“Don’t move too much. You have not yet healed up.” She said, her sweet voice wrapping around me like a blanket.“You’ve been released?” it was supposed to be an observation but it came out as a question. I was so happy to see her, I couldn’t believe I had won. At some point, I had completely blacked out but if she was here with me then I had won.“Thanks to you. I’m so sorry for what you had to go through for my sake.* She said, hugging me.I winced at the pain and she quickly let go of me as if I were some fragile glass.“No,” I protested at the absence of her warmth. I wanted it back but I knew she would be too afraid to hurt me. That was just who Shannon was.“I’m sorry, you seem to still