Kyle's POV.Anytime I went through a crowded club, my senses heightened by the pulsing beat of the music and the scent of sweat and alcohol. As a werewolf, I was used to navigating the raucous atmosphere of these human and werewolves gatherings, but tonight was different, I needed to get away from the house, hence the reason why I came here in the first place.I stepped out of my room after the women had left and I had finished the bottle of vodka I had ordered. I turned around to find someone standing at the far end of the hall, I couldn't make out the face since the person was covered in a cloak but something about the outfit looked very familiar. My attention was drawn to the figure in the shadows, standing motionless and shrouded in a long cloak.I squinted my eyes and was taken aback to recognize the cloak, it's my mother's purple cloak, the one that had gone missing after their death and Alpha Theon had said someone was spotted in it, could this be the person? I stood there for
Mauris POV.The whole thing with Kyle is beginning to get irritating, I couldn't stand the unspoken hatred between me and Kyle. He avoided me as much as I avoided him, we did everything to avoid running into each other and now I felt tired of it all. I want to talk with my friends again, discuss things with them around the house and enjoy their company like we usually did.After the birthday celebration, I helped Maggie clear move her presents to her room, even if I knew it was a task the maids were expected to do, I was more than comfortable doing it, at least it took my mind off the thoughts that have been keeping me awake and.red eyed.Everyone complimented Yara after they had a slice of her chocolate cake, a few people had suggested she opens up a bakery some offered to give her contracts to bake cakes required for events if she wants to take this a step further but Yara simply smiled, thanked them and promised to get back to them.One of my father's appointed doctors had been at
Oma's POV.The news about my father's death came as a total shock. I had seen him the other day at his apartment and even planned on dropping by to talk to him about the whole Summerstones situation but now, I received a report on his death and the pack had tagged it as suicide along with a letter that commands my presence at the next council meeting to discuss matters regarding my loyalty and the kind of relationship I had with my father.I am not sure that I would like to hear a conversation like that at the moment but I couldn't turn down a direct order from the Alpha. As I stood in the elevator, tapping on the envelope that I had received earlier today informing me of my father's death and the meeting, I felt empty. I had expected myself to burst into tears the moment I finished reading the message but since then and up until now, I felt nothing. It felt numb, I loved my father and even though we didn't have the best relationships, at least he had adopted me and took care of me ag
Maggie's POV.Yara and I were busy playing one out of the hundreds of games in Mauris room when Mauris returned from the council meeting that he had left for a while, I wasn't expecting him to be back so soon since those things usually took longer than expected and the surprised look on Yara's face simply meant that she wasn't either. I paused the game as Yara is ran up to him, wrapping him up in her tight embrace. It's so obvious not that Yara belongs to Mauris, it would have been a grave mistake if she had married Kyle, she would have never been this free and happy with him and I knew that Kyle has noticed it too, just like everyone in the house."You're back." Yara wrapped her arms around Mauris and kissed his cheek softly. She turned around to look at me, I could see her flushed cheeks, "Oops! Sorry about that." She apologized and put a comfortable between their tightly enclosed bodies."Don't have to apologise, I would just have to get used to it." I waved off her apology with a
Kyle's POV.After I dropped Oma off at the house, she said she just wanted to rest and walked to her room without a word to me. I went to my room since I had some papers to review before tomorrow's meeting but for some reason, I wasn't comfortable. I just didn't feel right to know that she was all alone in her room, going through this tough time alone.I wanted to talk to her, to see how she was holding up, and probably bring her some chocolates, she loves sinking her teeth into a chocolate bar anytime she was upset, I want to do all this and more but at the same time I didn't want to impose on her private space.After much deliberation, I agreed to just check in on her and if she is sleeping then I would leave the chocolates by her bed side and return to my room. I kept a pack of some chocolates bar because of her, most times I would drop some in her room without her knowledge and loved how her face lit up when she found them, she would eat them without bothering about who had left i
Oma's POV.I wasn't expecting the wave of tears that hit me the moment I was alone in my room. There was suddenly this large hole in my chest and the room felt like it was spinning around. The back of my throat burned with the unshed tears that I was yet to release. I knew I needed some air, I needed to talk to someone and I know just who. I grabbed the purple Cloak from where I hid it deep inside my wardrobe and snuck out of the house, I waited until I was in the darkness outside before I slipped it on and headed for Lucian's den, I just hoped that I would find him there since I had not informed him that I was coming and I knew that it's not safe to go to the club just yet, not after those pictures that Alpha Theon had shown us during the council meeting.I drove to the tunnel that led to his underground base and went in. The tunnel was dark and cold but that didn't stop me, I switched to my wolf vision and kept walking straight ahead. I arrived in front of the large metal door, this
Mauris POV.The elders called for an emergency meeting, the very next day, right after their meeting with Oma the last time and their conclusion to discuss it if all investigations have been carried. I had left Yara fast asleep in the room, it was still too early to wake her and didn't want her involved in this or worried about Maggie, I could see that their friendship had gotten a lot stronger. As I hurried to my car, the more I became convinced that they must have found something incriminating for them to call for the meeting this fast that Kyle and I have been warned not to for any reason inform Oma about the meeting or bring her along, that could only mean one thing, this wasn't to accuse her it's to dish out her punishment.I drove up to the front of the headquarters building, stepped out and tossed my keys to the valet. I practically ran through the doors, almost tripping over in my haste, I was so eager and curious to know what was going on. Inside, I rushed to the elevator but
Yara's POV.Maggie left me in my room after we had seen Oma slip out of the house in the purple cloak, I sat on my bed contemplating whether to tell him or not. I was more than grateful when Kyle didn't come over when he saw us earlier, even more grateful when Maggie didn't pull us towards him, I wonder if Kyle knows about Oma too because what was he doing outside of her room just when she left the house in the robe.I made up my mind and headed to his chambers, I knew he would still be awake because it wasn't too late so I knocked softly on the door and waited for a reply but none came. I knocked again and waited, still nothing, I was about to knock for the time time when the door pulled inwards and a guard's face came into view. He looked me over distastefully, for a second I thought he wouldn't let me in but then, he stepped aside, holding the door wide open for me to step inside.I walked in to find him seated on his bed, a large brown envelope laid by his side, he was still dress
Mauris POV. The warm glow of the setting sun bathed our cozy cottage as Yara and I stepped through the front door, our hearts brimming with joy. We had just returned from witnessing the union of our beloved sister, Maggie, to the man she truly loved. The air was filled with an electric energy, a tangible reminder of the love and happiness that had enveloped the castle. It was surprising to see how Maggie has changed from the little woman that ran around the house, shoving her body into my face to this beautiful, talented and mature woman. She really blew my mind, especially when she handled the situation with her ex without causing any disturbances.Unable to contain our excitement, Yara took my hand and twirled gracefully around the living room, her laughter filling the air. We danced together, our bodies moving in perfect harmony, as if our souls were entwined in an eternal waltz. In that moment, time seemed to stand still, and the worries and troubles of the world melted away, lea
Maggie's POV.As the sun cast its warm golden glow upon the land, I stood outside the grand entrance of my brother Kyle's imposing castle, hand-in-hand with Derek. The weight of anticipation settled in the air around us, as we prepared to seek his blessings for our union. This meeting held the potential to shape the future, to bridge the gap between our families.With a deep breath, I stepped forward, the heavy wooden doors creaking open to reveal the opulence within. Kyle, the Alpha of our pack, stood tall and formidable, his piercing gaze fixed upon us. Memories of our tumultuous past threatened to resurface, reminding me of the long-standing feuds that had divided our families.Kyle's eyes flickered with a mix of apprehension and lingering resentment as he looked at Derek standing beside me. "I hope you understand, Derek, that this is not a decision I make lightly. The wounds of the past run deep, and I have a responsibility to protect my sister and our pack."Derek's voice remaine
Yara's POV.The morning sun gently filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the cozy cottage that had become our sanctuary. I held my baby close, his tiny hands grasping onto my finger as I soaked in the peacefulness of the moment. Little did I know that a letter, carried by fate's gentle breeze, would soon awaken a yearning within me, one that had long been dormant.As I opened the envelope, a surge of excitement coursed through me. It was a letter from Amelia, the maid who had served the Summerstone family during my childhood. Her words held a precious gift, a piece of my past that I had yearned to reclaim. She revealed the location where my biological parents were buried, a place that held the remnants of my lineage.With a heart filled with anticipation, I shared the news with Mauris, who embraced my desire to visit the gravesite. Together, we made our way to Oma's grand castle. The grandeur of the structure never failed to leave me in awe, a reminder of the desti
Oma's POV.As I held my newborn baby in my arms, a wave of indescribable joy washed over me. The tiny bundle nestled against my chest, his soft breaths creating a sweet melody that resonated deep within my soul. I marveled at the miracle of life, feeling an overwhelming sense of gratitude for this precious gift bestowed upon me.In the castle's nursery, bathed in warm sunlight streaming through the window, I sat in a comfortable rocking chair, cradling my little one. The room was adorned with delicate mobiles and colorful toys, creating a whimsical atmosphere that captured the innocence and wonder of childhood. I gently rocked back and forth, lulling my baby into a peaceful slumber.As his eyelids fluttered closed, I studied his delicate features. His button nose, tiny rosebud lips, and wisps of fine hair were a testament to the beauty of new beginnings. Every movement, every sound he made was a testament to his vulnerability, reminding me of the immense responsibility and privilege o
Maggie's POV.A night before she came to the castle,As I drove through the night, the echoes of the heated argument with Simon still reverberated in my mind. The hurtful words and the tense atmosphere lingered, casting a shadow over my heart. Tears welled up in my eyes as I navigated the dark road, seeking solace in the familiarity of my elder brother's castle.When I arrived at Alpha Derek's castle, a mix of anticipation and anxiety washed over me. The sight of another woman by Derek's side, her presence unexpected, stirred an unsettling feeling within me. Lisa. Her name echoed in my mind as I observed their interaction, my heart sinking with a pang of jealousy.Suppressing my emotions, I chose to retreat to the solitude of my assigned room, seeking a moment to collect my thoughts and find some semblance of composure. The door closed behind me with a soft click, enveloping me in a cocoon of solitude and contemplation.As I entered my assigned room, a sense of unease still lingered w
Kyle's POV.As I stepped into our bedroom, a sense of awe and gratitude washed over me. The air seemed to hum with anticipation, and the room was filled with a soft, warm glow. Oma stood by the window, her hands cradling her burgeoning belly. The sight of her radiance filled my heart with joy and wonder."Kyle," she whispered, her voice filled with a mixture of excitement and vulnerability. "Can you believe how far we've come?"I crossed the room and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close. "No, my love," I replied, my voice thick with emotion. "I still remember the day we met, the battles we've fought, and the love that has carried us through. And now, we are on the precipice of a new chapter in our lives—a child, our child."Tears glistened in Oma's eyes as she leaned her head against my chest. "I never thought I would find such happiness, such love," she whispered.The room seemed to hold its breath as we stood there, caught in a moment of profound connection. Our journey had
Yara's POV.I rushed through the door of our cottage, my heart filled with exhilaration. The baby, our precious little one, had been found, and Gerald was finally captured. The weight that had burdened my soul lifted, replaced by a surge of hope and relief. Oma, my trusted confidante and guardian, awaited me in the cozy living room, her eyes brimming with anticipation."Oma!" I exclaimed, unable to contain my excitement. "They found the baby! Gerald has been captured!"A wide smile graced Oma's weathered face as she enveloped me in a warm embrace. "Oh, dear child, this is wonderful news," she murmured, her voice filled with joy. "Tell me everything."I settled into a chair, cradling the baby in my arms, and recounted the events of the day. The rescue mission, the confrontation with Gerald, and the triumphant return with our little one. Oma listened intently, her eyes shining with pride and admiration.As we reveled in the joyous moment, a sudden commotion erupted outside. The sound of
Mauris POV.The weight of shock and disbelief settled heavily upon me as Yara's words echoed in my mind. Gerald, the long-lost son of my father, Alpha Theon, had emerged from the shadows of secrecy to exact revenge upon our family. It was inconceivable, a twist of fate that threatened to tear apart the fragile tapestry of our lives.I knew I had to act swiftly, to protect Yara and ensure the safe return of our precious baby. Fear and determination mingled within me as I made the decision to take Yara to the safety of Oma's castle. Oma, also known as Luna, had always been a pillar of strength and wisdom in our pack. I trusted her to provide shelter and guidance during this tumultuous time.As we arrived at the castle, I held Yara close, finding solace in the familiar walls that surrounded us. The warmth of Oma's presence enveloped us as she greeted us with open arms, her gaze filled with concern. I relayed the harrowing events that had unfolded, the betrayal that had shattered our live
Yara's POV.The house was filled with the tantalizing aroma of simmering stew as I moved around the kitchen, humming a tune under my breath. It had been a quiet day, and with Mauris away at the council meeting, I found solace in keeping myself busy. The rhythmic clatter of pots and pans accompanied my cheerful melody, filling the air with a sense of contentment.Every now and then, I would steal a glance at the living room where our baby peacefully slumbered in the cozy cot. The soft glow of the afternoon sun filtered through the window, casting a warm embrace over the room. I smiled, grateful for the tranquility that enveloped our little haven on the outskirts of town.As I bustled around the kitchen, preparing a meal for Mauris's return, I felt a sudden prickling sensation at the back of my neck, as if someone was watching me. Goosebumps erupted across my skin, and a cold shiver ran down my spine. I dismissed it as a figment of my imagination and continued my culinary endeavors, try