Arabella's POVAs we arrived at the pack house, my eyes widened in surprise as I stared at the building, now transformed and more beautiful than ever."Wow, Asher, you've really turned this place around," I marveled, my eyes scanning the familiar yet transformed surroundings. Asher smiled, a glint of satisfaction in his eyes. "I wanted it to be a place where our family feels safe and comfortable."The maids efficiently went about their tasks, arranging our bags and ensuring everything was in order. "Thank you, Asher," I whispered, wrapping my arms around him. "I didn't expect everything to be so organized and ready. It feels like this place was never abandoned."He held me close, his voice soft. "You deserve nothing less, Bella. I want you and the triplets to have a place where you can just be, without worry."Heading to the master bedroom, I couldn't help but admire the careful arrangement of furniture and the soft hues that adorned the room. It was a perfect blend of elegance and
Bella's POV The next morning, as the sun began to cast its warm glow over the pack house, I decided to gather everyone in the main hall. The pack members gathered, curious expressions on their faces, and Asher stood by my side."Good morning, everyone. I hope you all had a peaceful night," I began, scanning the attentive faces before me. "I have an announcement to make."Whispers circulated through the crowd as anticipation filled the air. I took a deep breath, my eyes meeting Asher's for reassurance."We've decided to stay here for a few days, and during this time, we'll be hiring packhouse workers to help maintain and run things smoothly," I declared.Asher nodded in agreement, and I continued, "We want this place to thrive, not just for us but for all of you. A home where everyone feels welcome and supported."The crowd erupted into murmurs, and I raised my hand to quiet them. "Spread the news. Anyone interested in working here or contributing in any way, please come forward. We'r
Arabella's POV My mind swirled with a whirlwind of emotions and questions. This wise woman, with her knowing eyes, held the key to unraveling the mysteries that surrounded my family and the pack. I took a moment to collect my thoughts before asking the most pressing question. "Where is my father now? Please, tell me," I implored, my voice filled with a mix of desperation and determination. The woman sighed, her gaze penetrating through the layers of time and space. "Your father is in a place between realms. Although I do not know where exactly he is, I know he's not far. " A heavy silence settled over us and before I could even say a word more, she disappeared, leaving me with more questions than answers. "Well that didn't go as planned," I mumbled and together with Asher, we left the elderly's place and made our way back home. Exhausted from the revelations and the emotional weight of the day, Asher and I made our way back to the pack house. The air was thick with anticipati
Arabella's POVAnxiety gnawed at my insides as I entered our room, my eyes scanning the space for any clues. The remnants of Asher's hurried departure were scattered across his desk. Papers hastily pushed aside, a pen abandoned mid-scribble. The room felt emptier than before.I hesitated, contemplating whether to call him or wait for his return. But the suspense was killing and I decided to take action. Grabbing my phone from the bedside table, I dialed Asher's number, my fingers tapping nervously against the device.The phone rang multiple times, each ring echoing but it never went through. My worry deepened as the call remained unanswered, and I couldn't shake the unsettling feeling that something was amiss.Frustration welled up as I ended the call, deciding to send a text message instead. My fingers flew across the screen, typing a message that conveyed both my concern and the need for his immediate response."Asher, where are you? Something's happened, and I need you. Please call
Arabella's POVJeremy's gaze held a flicker of surprise as if caught off guard by my perceptiveness. He leaned back, a thoughtful expression crossing his face."There's always more to the story, Arabella," he admitted, his tone measured. "But for now, let's focus on finding your father. Trust me, it's in our mutual interest."His words hung in the air, leaving me torn between skepticism and the desperate need for answers. "I need more than vague promises, Jeremy. If we're going to work together, I need to know your intentions, the whole truth."Jeremy's eyes bore into mine, and a wry smile played on his lips. "I also need to know you'll work with me before I disclose more information," he replied and I nodded. "I'll think about your offer.""I'm afraid we don't have that much time," he replied and I looked at him in confusion once more."Why is that? Is something coming?" I asked and he didn't reply. "Twelve hours. I give you twelve hours to make a decision. If you don't, you might
Arabella's POVThe room seemed to tighten around me as Jeremy's request hung in the air, a chilling proposition that sent shivers down my spine. My eyes locked onto his, searching for any trace of deceit. "Why do you need my blood?" I demanded, my voice unwavering despite the unease settling in my gut.Jeremy chuckled, a sound that danced on the edge of arrogance. "Let's just say it's a form of insurance. Knowledge comes at a price, Arabella."I exchanged a wary glance with Asher before returning my focus to Jeremy. "No, Jeremy. I won't give you my blood. There has to be another way for us to work together."His expression darkened for a moment, and I braced myself for a potential confrontation. "Arabella, I don't think you understand the gravity of our situation. The rogue killer is just the tip of the iceberg. There are forces at play beyond your comprehension."I stood my ground, defiance in my gaze. "I won't be manipulated, Jeremy. If you have information about the rogue killer,
Arabella's POV"I promise, Mary, they won't be removed," I vowed, my fingers gently tracing the delicate jewelry adorning each child's wrist."Once again, the both of you. Be careful around Jeremy. He gives off a bad aura," she warned and we nodded. With her premonition, I have to make sure he doesn't even see my children. We decided to have a snack and tea before she left and that helped lighten the mood a bit. Once she left, we heard a knock. "Alpha Asher, Luna Arabella, there's someone downstairs asking for you.""Who is it?" I inquired, exchanging a quick glance with Asher. A part of me wished it was Jeremy and the other part, well was a bit indecisive.Ordering people to watch the triplets, Asher and I walked downstairs. As we descended the grand staircase, the maid led us to the foyer where a tall figure stood."Jeremy," I greeted, my eyes narrowing with a mixture of wariness and curiosity. "What brings you here again so soon?" I asked, obviously insinuating that he was late.
Arabella's POV"We've been at this for hours, Jeremy. We need a break," Asher insisted, looking at Jeremy who seemed to not feel tired like us.Jeremy's eyes flickered with something that made me uneasy. "Like I said, we do not have time!""Can you at least tell us why it's so urgent?" I implored, my patience wearing thin. "We've been following you blindly, but you haven't given us any concrete information yet. Just some book that we can't even find."Jeremy hesitated for a moment, and I could see him taking a breath before facing me. "All you need to know is we have to find this book and find your brother fast. No more questions!" Asher sighed, running a hand through his disheveled hair. "Fine, but we can't keep going like this. We're exhausted. Let us rest, and we'll resume in the morning with fresh minds."Jeremy hesitated, his eyes flicking between us. "Alright, but make it quick. We can't afford to waste time."Relieved, Asher and I made our way back to our room. Sending the mai
Arabella's POVAfter feeding and tending to the triplets, we carefully escorted them to a secure safehouse in the basement of the attic. Ava insisted on staying with them, her protective instincts kicking in as she cradled our precious babies in her arms. With tears in my eyes, I kissed each of their foreheads, silently promising to return to them unharmed.As we left the safety of our makeshift sanctuary, the weight of impending conflict hung heavy in the air. The moon cast an eerie glow upon the forest, illuminating our path as we marched toward our destiny.The night whispered with the rustle of leaves, a symphony of anticipation and fear. We moved with purpose, each step a silent vow to protect our loved ones and rid the world of the darkness that threatened to consume us.Arriving at the rendezvous point, our allies stood ready, their eyes ablaze with determination. Jeremy, clad in the mantle of leadership, exuded a quiet confidence as he addressed the assembled group."We strike
Arabella's POVMy heart raced as the echoes of the ritual still lingered in my mind. The bond may have been severed, but either it didn't work or its remnants were imprinted on my senses. I turned to Asher, urgency etched across my face."We need to find Jeremy. He's in danger," I uttered, the gravity of the situation piercing through the newfound calmness.Without hesitation, my father led the way, his steps purposeful as we ventured back to the house but I stopped them. "I think he's in this direction," I shouted and they stopped."Noah, take them home. I'll go find my brother." My father suggested but I shook my head. Without me, they might never find him and I'll be restless. I had to go with them. We just had to be extra careful.The air seemed charged with an unspoken tension, and my instincts guided me toward Jeremy's location.As we moved deeper into the forest, a sense of foreboding enveloped us. The ominous rustling of leaves and distant echoes of a struggle sent shivers do
Arabella's POVIn the quiet of the nursery, surrounded by the soft breaths of the sleeping triplets, I grappled with the enormity of the revelations.I traced the patterns on the floor, lost in thought when Mary and her sisters materialized in the room. “Asher called me," Mary said, her eyes locking onto mine. "Your father explained the situation between you and the other Jere brother. “Is there a way to unlink us from each other? I don't want to be linked to him. And my blood, isn't there a way to remove that too?” I asked with hopeful eyes.“They asked me this and I will tell you the same thing I told them. Breaking a bond like yours is no easy feat. Only the witch who binds can unbind but she doesn't seem to be alive and with the help of my sisters and the rest of the coven, we'd try our best. I believe we can find a way.”Relief washed over me at the prospect of a solution. "Please, Mary, find a way”One of the sisters nodded, her expression serious. "First, we need to delve int
Arabella's POVI rushed to find Asher, my mind swirling with unanswered questions. As I entered the meeting room, Asher's concerned eyes met mine, and I knew he sensed that something was wrong."Dad needs us. There's something going on," I said, trying to convey the gravity of the situation.Asher nodded, immediately following me to my father's room. The atmosphere was tense as we entered, my father and Jeremy exchanging uneasy glances. My father gestured for us to sit, and as we did, he began to explain."As you already know, Jeremy and I are the Jere twins," he began, looking at his brother and then at me. "We've been around for more than three hundred years before I finally met your mom then had you. Before that time, the two of us used to rule, until there was a fight and he became a rogue. I couldn't bear to kill my own twin but I had to find a way and it came with its own consequences. With everyone's help, we were able to find the witch queen who explained that you were coming,
Arabella's POVAs I met Jeremy's gaze, a chill ran down my spine. The shared look of terror confirmed that what I had experienced wasn't merely a product of exhaustion. There was something more, something ominous lurking in the shadows."Jeremy," I whispered, my voice shaky. "What does it mean? Why would we both dream something so vivid and unsettling?"His eyes darted nervously, and for a moment, I wondered if he held a piece of the puzzle he wasn't ready to share. "Why did we have the same dream?" I asked and this time he opened his mouth to speak."We're connected. As for the dream, I don't know…"A surge of anxiety tightened my chest. "But what if it's a warning? What if something terrible is about to happen to Dad or you?"Jeremy hesitated, his jaw clenched. "We have to be careful. I think you should call your witch friend," he said, then turned around, an air of mystery following him as he left. "Don't bother him now, Ara," Asher sang in my ear as he saw that I was looking at t
Arabella's POVJeremiah's eyes held a mixture of sadness and regret as he regarded me. "Arabella, my dear, I've been trapped in this place for many years. Breaking the barrier at the door was only the first step. But now, we need the map that brought you here."I nodded, determined to free my father from this mysterious confinement. I retrieved the aged map from my Jeremy and handed it to him. As he studied it, a solemn expression crossed his face."This map is more than just a guide," he murmured. "It holds the key to the enchantment that keeps me here. We must decipher it together."I leaned closer, my eyes fixed on the intricate details of the map. "Tell me what to do, Father. I'll do whatever it takes to free you."He muttered a few incantations, his fingers tracing the lines on the map. Suddenly, the room seemed to shift, as if responding to whatever he was saying. A low hum filled the air, and the barrier that surrounded my father's room weakened."Arabella, my strength is fadin
Asher's POVJeremy led me to a secluded corner of the house, away from prying eyes and curious ears. The air was heavy with tension, and I fixed him with a glare that could pierce steel."Explain yourself," I demanded, my voice low and threatening. "What happened with Arabella? And why the hell is my sister claiming some... connection with you?"Jeremy ran a hand through his wet hair, raindrops falling onto the floor like a steady beat. "Look, Asher, I didn't plan for any of this. I found Arabella outside, unconscious. I have no idea why she was there or what caused her to faint. And as for your sister, Ava, I can't explain that either. It's not something I control."I scoffed, unconvinced. "You expect me to believe that? We've been through enough without adding mysterious mates and fainting episodes to the mix. I need answers."He sighed, a weariness in his eyes. "I know it's hard to believe, but I'm not your enemy here. As for Ava, the connection she feels is real, even if it defies
Asher's POVAll of a sudden it began to rain heavily and we decided to go back inside.As I approached the entrance to our home, I noticed the lights were turned on. Thinking it was Jeremy, I ran in.Entering the living room, my eyes widened in disbelief at the scene before me. Jeremy stood there, his soaked figure revealing that he was in the storm outside. Yet, it wasn't the rain that held my attention, it was the limp form of Arabella he cradled in his arms."What the hell happened?" My voice came out, filled with shock and anger. I glanced between Arabella's unconscious form and Jeremy's stoic expression."She fainted," Jeremy explained calmly, his eyes meeting mine. "I found her like this outside. I didn't see you, so I brought her in."I could feel the heat rising within me. "Fainted? Why was she outside in the first place?""I don't know. She was just standing there, and then she collapsed. I did what I could to get her here quickly." "Call for the nurse. Now." My command cut
Arabella's POV"I don't know, Asher," I replied, my anxiety growing. "But I have a bad feeling about this. He just disappeared."Asher nodded, a stern expression on his face. "You stay here with the triplets. I'll gather some men, and we'll search the pack house and the surrounding area. We can't let him slip away when we are this close to finding what's going on."I watched as Asher hurriedly stood up, wore his clothes then left the room. Alone with the triplets, I couldn't shake the uneasy feeling that had settled in the pit of my stomach.The minutes felt like hours as I waited, listening to the distant sounds of footsteps and hushed voices. When Asher returned, his face wore a mix of frustration and concern. "We couldn't find him anywhere. It's like he vanished into thin air."I clenched my fists, frustration bubbling within me. "This is not good, Asher."Asher's gaze hardened. "We'll keep searching. But you need to stay here, Arabella. It's not safe for you to be wandering around