King’s POVWatching her move across the training field each punch sharper and each dodge quicker. I felt a tightness in my chest I couldn’t shake. Gianna was improving. Fast. It was impressive, even by my standards. But that wasn’t what was making my stomach churn. I hate it is making my stomach churn but there they are. It was Liam and Tom. They stood on either side of her, their expressions annoyingly soft. Liam had just adjusted her footing, his hand lingering on her arm longer than necessary, while Tom cracked a joke that made her laugh. She never laughs when she is around me alone. I knew they weren’t stupid enough to cross any lines. They’d been with me since childhood my most trusted men. They know what she means to us and the doors we could open with her. They won’t risk it. But seeing them close to her? That was something else entirely. I don’t want to be close to her and I don’t want them close to her either. “Keep your guard up” I barked, my voice harsher than I int
Gianna’s POVSweat dripped down my temple as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Even the blind could see I have changed in the past few weeks and it is a good sort of change. My arms, once soft and unused to anything more than lifting a book, were now lean and strong my shoulders defined. My skin had darkened under the relentless sun of the training fields and my body felt powerful, capable. Like I could conquer the world all on my own. Except for the swell of my belly pushing against the waistband of my sweatpants, a reminder that I wasn’t just building strength for myself. I was training to be strong for my baby and I. I threw another punch watching the way my muscles moved feeling the strength ripple through my body. I liked what I saw. I liked what I was becoming. I want to be more. But as quickly as the pride came, it vanished, replaced by the memories I couldn’t outrun. The triplets. Their betrayal. Their faces haunted me, each one etched with betrayal and heartbr
Gianna’s POVThe tension was suffocating as I stepped into the female section of the training field. The girls were already paired off stretching and preparing for their matches, but the moment I walked in, all eyes turned to me. Their gazes weren’t curious or friendly… they were predatory. None of them looked ready to have a small talk with me like they already decided to hate me before they met me. I felt the weight of their disdain settle over me like a curtain. They didn’t even know me but their hostility was so palpable. My throat tightened and I looked down at my hands, feeling like the outsider I had always been. Why did they send me in here knowing I wasn’t going to be welcomed? Was it intentional?No one had ever truly liked me. Not my mother, not my pack, not my mates. What was I even doing here, thinking I could fit into a place like this? I am so delusional. I tried to shake the thoughts but they clung to me like a second skin. My self-esteem plummeted, the voices in
Gianna’s POV “Gianna, you’re up!” The trainer’s unfamiliar voice echoed across the field, loud and sharp. I froze the weight of the moment pressing down on me. Blair nudged me with her elbow, a mischievous grin on her face. Why does she have trust in her eyes? She doesn’t even know a thing about my skills. “Go get ‘em, girl.” she said with her voice filled with so much confidence it made my chest swell. “Whoop some ass for me.” She even let out a loud whoop that turned a few heads but I barely noticed. For the first time in forever, someone trusted me. But had I really gained a friend? Or was she just like the others, playing some long game I hadn’t figured out yet? Time would tell. I stepped into the ring, my stomach twisted into tight knots. My opponent was already waiting. A tall girl with sharp features and a smug smirk plastered on her face. The one who called me King’s whore. I hated her. I don’t usually hate people in instant but this one here? I can’t stand he
Gianna’s POVThe canteen was buzzing with chatter and clinking cutlery but the moment I walked in with Liam, Tom, and King, the air shifted. I mean, everyone already thinks I’m getting special treatment even though King gave explicit order I shouldn’t be given one. One thing is for sure, I don’t care what anyone here thinks of me. They don’t know me and I won’t let their shallow thoughts get through my head. Heads turned, whispers started circulating and glares followed me to our table like heat scorching my back. The tension crawled under my skin but I refused to let it show. If it were the Gianna that first came here without knowing how to fight, I would have been scared to come in here. I would keep cowering but knowing I can throw a punch or two makes my back straight. Sitting with them made me feel like I had a giant target on my back. Liam and Tom were easy going as usual cracking subtle jokes about the sparring session. I don’t want to remember but then I feel pride when I
Gianna’s POVThe cabin door creaked as I pushed it open, King’s heavy presence looming behind me. The walk back from the field had been silent but the silence only fueled the questions clawing at my insides. I kept trying to resist but nope, my brain won’t stop. The fight, the glares, the whispers… they all led back to one name I couldn’t shake. I didn’t want to ask. I have no business knowing everyone in the pack. Not with the way they welcomed me. I didn’t want to know. But the words tumbled out anyway. “Who is Caroline?” I froze as the question echoed in the space, the air growing heavier along with it. My heart raced as I bit my lip, regretting it instantly. I don’t used to being this blunt. I used to stutter for goodness sake!For a moment, I thought he hadn’t heard me. He was so quiet, so eerily still that I began to doubt if he’d even followed me inside. When I turned, there he was, standing in the doorway, his blank expression betraying nothing. As usual. “No one impor
King’s POVThe morning air was sharp, crisp, and biting against my skin as I pushed open the cabin door. The sky was a pale gray promising the first hints of sunrise but the woods were still cloaked in darkness. I needed to get away. Her scent was everywhere in my space… soft and floral and maddeningly invasive. It clung to every corner of the cabin like a new scent that doesn’t want to go away fast. I hated it. My cabin used to be my sanctuary a place that is void of distractions, a space of greens and browns of simplicity. But now? Now there were splashes of pink and red. Pillows, of all things, bright and soft and entirely out of place. I shook my head as I jogged into the woods. She’d gone shopping with Tom, and somehow, she’d brought back an invasion of femininity into MY space. Why had he allowed it? Or had they conspired together, knowing it would grate on my nerves? That makes the most sense to be honest. As I ran, the ground softened beneath my feet damp from last ni
Gianna’s POVThe night air nipped at my skin as I stepped outside the door creaking softly behind me. For a moment, I thought about shifting into my wolf form. The idea of running feeling the wind against my fur was so so tempting. But then I glanced down at my swollen belly, the cute curve of my baby bump pressing against my loose hoodie. It was risk and I knew it. My wolf might be strong but my body wasn’t just mine anymore. With a sigh, I tucked my hands into the pocket of my hoodie and started walking instead. The soft crunch of gravel underfoot filled the air as I made my way toward the pack house where Blair lives. When I reached her window, I picked up a small stone and tossed it against the glass. A soft clink echoed and I stepped back, glancing around to make sure no one else was nearby. The window creaked open and Blair’s bleary face appeared, framed by her chopped blue hair. Her hoodie was pulled over her head, but her narrowed eyes glared down at me. “You’ve got t
Gianna’s POVI slipped out of the room as quietly as possible, carefully closing the door behind me. Kate stirred slightly but settled again when I tucked the blanket around her. My heart twisted at how peaceful they looked, oblivious to everything that had unfolded.The scent of food hit me as soon as I stepped into the hallway … eggs, something savory, and a faint hint of coffee. My stomach growled reminding me I hadn’t eaten since before everything went to hell. When I reached the kitchen, I froze in place. I should have expected the sight before me. Really. I was almost used to it two years ago. Damn. I can’t believe it’s been that long either!King stood at the stove, his back to me and very much shirtless. The muscles in his back rippled with every movement as he flipped the eggs, the light from the window casting shadows over the sharp planes of his body. Had he grown bigger or was it my eyes?I hated that my eyes lingered. And that new tattoo… black ink curled over his l
Gianna’s POVThe SUV felt like a prison, a rolling cage trapping us on the way back to a place I swore I’d never return to. I sat stiffly clutching Kate and Kayden close to me. Blair was beside me, her jaw set in defiance though her eyes betrayed her exhaustion. Tom and Liam had packed all our belongings without a word, stuffing them into the back of the SUV like it was nothing. Like this was something already planned from the beginning. King drove, his eyes fixed on the road while Tom sat in the passenger seat and Liam lounged in the seat behind them, his gaze occasionally flicking to us like he was gauging our next move. But there was no point in fighting. King wasn’t going to let us go. We all knew that. I leaned back in my seat, the tension pulling at my muscles like a vice. My mind was too drained to even begin to process the whirlwind of the last few hours. It was so freaking exhausted. Tara’s absence, Blair’s argument with King, the children witnessing Tom and King for th
Gianna’s POVBlair stormed out of the room, her red hair wild and her face a mask of hot fury. She was wearing nothing but a robe tied loosely around her waist and the flush on her cheeks made her look like a woman ready to go to war. I froze as she stepped into the living room, her glare sweeping over King, Tom, and Liam before landing on me. She already knew they were here but she looks thoroughly fucked. I heard someone growl angrily but I can’t tell who. “What the fuck is going on here?” she demanded her voice slicing through the tension in the room like a blade. Tom’s head took her in from head to feet, his jade green eyes narrowing as he took her in. Without a word, he started toward her his expression unreadable. Why?“Don’t you fucking dare” Blair hissed, taking a step back. “Where do you think you’re going?” Tom asked coldly, his voice as sharp as broken glass. “Anywhere but here, apparently. Isn’t that why you’re here? To drag us back to your godforsaken world?” Bl
Gianna’s POVI tucked Kayden and Kate into bed, their soft curls tickling my fingers as I brushed them back. Kate clung tightly to her stuffed rabbit, her lips parted as she drifted into sleep while Kayden’s tiny hand rested protectively on her arm. My heart softened at the sight, a warmth filling me that I hadn’t felt in years. When it comes to my children, everything just brightens. I look forward to seeing them after a long stressful day. "Goodnight, my love” I whispered, leaning down to kiss their foreheads. I didn’t mean to linger but my body felt too heavy to move. The mattress dipped slightly as I sat on the edge of the bed, just for a moment, just to rest my tired eyes. Work had been exhausting, as always, and Tara's behavior only added to my weariness. She hadn’t been home since she asked if we were werewolves. I didn’t know whether she was avoiding us or if something bigger was at play. The questions weighed on me but the comfort of my children eased the tension in my
Third Person’s POVBlair pressed her lips together to stifle a moan as Jules moved above her his hands gripping her hips firmly. Every touch, every kiss, every thrust sent waves of pleasure rippling through her, but she couldn’t lose herself completely. Not when Gianna and the kids were asleep just a few doors down. Her nails raked across Jules’s back as she bit down on her lower lip her body arching into him. She realized she loved sex so much in the human world. She’s had enough one night stands but with Jules? He knows just about the right places. "God, Blair" Jules whispered and groaned at the same time with his voice low and strained as he fought to keep his own sounds quiet. "Shhh," she managed her voice shaky but amused. "You’re going to wake them." "I can’t help it" he murmured, his lips brushing her ear. "You drive me insane." Blair smirked and tugged him closer, her teeth grazing his shoulder as she whispered back. “Then keep going." The room was filled with the f
King’s POVThe quietness of the small town was a stark contrast to the chaos that had consumed me for the past two years. I leaned against the cool brick wall of the alley my eyes fixed on Gianna as she stood on the dimly lit street. She looked… peaceful. Happy. Her new dark hair (that they used probably to throw us off, cute) framed her face and her lips curved into a soft smile as she waved to the man who walked away from her his hand lingering at his side as if he regretted letting hers go. Then he turned, kissed her cheek and said something that made her smile. She looks free here. Smiling and grinning like she never had before. I clenched my fists my nails digging into my palms as I fought the urge to storm across the street and rip him away from her. My chest burned with something primal, something I hadn’t felt in years. Was this jealousy? Rage? Or the unbearable weight of guilt? Do I have any right to feel? “Eric huh?” Liam muttered at my side his tone flat but laced wit
Gianna’s POVI was clearing off a table my mind preoccupied with thoughts of Kayden and Kate’s latest antics that really shook me when I saw Tara walk in. It wasn’t her walking in that got my attention. Her movement did. She usually had a spring in her step and a bright smile but today she looked pale and nervous her arms crossed tightly over her chest. Why didn’t I like that look at all. “Hey, Tara. What’s wrong?” I frowned wiping my hands on my apron as I made my way over to her.“Can we talk?” She glanced around as if making sure no one else was listening. “Of course.” I led her to the back where the staff took their breaks and sat down beside her. “What happened?” Tara hesitated, biting her lip. “I… I met this kid at school. He was… weird, you know? He kept saying things about werewolves being real.” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “He said his dad was one.” “And what did you say to him?” My heart plummeted a cold rush of fear tightening my chest. “I laughed it off at firs
Gianna’s POVBlair’s laughter rang out in the apartment as she twirled in front of the mirror showing off a figure-hugging dress that screamed confidence. Her date Jules, leaned against the doorway with a smug grin, his tailored black shirt rolled up at the sleeves revealing strong forearms. He works out just fine. He was undeniably handsome… too handsome, really and he knew it. That doesn’t stop him from wanting my girl. “Alright, do we look hot or do we look HOT?” Blair asked spinning on her heels. Yeah don’t ask how she’s adopted the girly life whenever she feels like. I cannot walk with heels for more than an hour but she’s mastered it so bad. “You both look fine. Now can I have some quiet tonight?” I teased giving Jules a pointed look. “Some of us would like to sleep without how do I put this? Audible distractions.” “Jealousy doesn’t suit you, G. But don’t worry. We’ll try to keep it down. Try.” Blair cackled clearly unbothered.I rolled my eyes but I couldn’t hide my smil
Gianna’s POVTwo years later, we had rebuilt our lives in another country. The move hadn’t been easy but staying in the same place after that eerie encounter was a risk I wasn’t willing to take. I told Blair we had to leave and though she hesitated, reluctant to give up the routine and security she’d built for herself and the kids, she agreed. We had no other choice. Tara was the wildcard. Her mother overdosed shortly after the park incident and with no one else to turn t she begged us to take her with us. I wasn’t sure it was a good idea. Adding a human to our already delicate situation felt dangerous. But Blair, ever the soft spot for lost causes thought it would do more harm to leave her behind. “She’s already seen too much,” Blair had said. “If she wanted to betray us she could have done it back there. Letting her come might actually make things easier.” So Tara came. It wasn’t easy at all. Everything we’d built to start fresh somewhere else but it turned out to be the best