“I think we’ll be on our way now,” I said in a tight voice as Little Ruby approached, balancing both lunch boxes in her small hands.Roman followed us out onto the driveway, his steady presence making my skin prickle. I was ready to put this visit behind us, but Rhett had other plans.“Wait, Roman!” Rhett called, turning back. “Our stuff is in your car.”I frowned, glancing at Roman as he nodded. Without a word, he followed the kids to his sleek black car parked nearby. Helen and I trailed behind, keeping a small distance. Roman popped the trunk, and that’s when the chaos began.From the depths of the car, Rhett pulled out a massive, shiny red toy car. He grinned, his eyes sparkling with excitement as he held it up for me to see.“Mum, look! I got a new car!” he said, beaming.I scoffed, shaking my head. “Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me.”Before I could process the sheer size of Rhett’s new toy, Ruby emerged, dragging an equally enormous dollhouse. The pastel Blue structure had tiny
“Goodnight, loves.” I said this before closing the door behind me.I thought about heading back to the car to offload the mountain of things Roman had bought for them, but damn, I felt tired—physically and mentally. I decided it could wait until morning. My bed was calling, and I was too tired to resist.When I stepped inside, I instantly felt uneasy, like something was wrong. The air felt heavy and it was kind of hard to breathe. I shook off the feeling and reached for the light switch to turn on the lights.The room flooded with warm illumination, revealing nothing out of place. The same dresser stood against the far wall, and the faded floral wallpaper, though peeling in places, held no secrets. A nervous laugh bubbled up inside me, the kind of laugh you give when exhaustion toys with your senses.Just the weariness playing tricks. I said to myself.However, as I turned towards the bed, I abruptly stopped.He was there.My breath caught in my throat. “Shit! What the fuck, Roman?
And now, with just one kiss, it had roared back to life.My legs felt like jelly, and I wasn't sure how much longer I could stay upright. Thankfully, Roman seemed to sense this, and without breaking the kiss, he slid his arms around my waist and pulled me closer.I was pressed against him now, the feeling of his body against mine sending a shiver down my spine. My mind was spinning, but there was one clear thought cutting through the haze.I didn't want this to end.I knew it was wrong, but right now, it didn't matter.Right now, all that mattered was this.This feeling.This moment.The feel of his lips against mine, the taste of him, the way his hands felt as they explored my body, sending sparks of pleasure through every inch of me.The sound of his heartbeat, thudding in time with mine.It was like coming home after a long journey.Suddenly, Roman broke the kiss, pulling back. His eyes were wild, and his chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath.I couldn’t breathe. I could bar
The door clicked shut behind him, leaving a deafening silence in its wake. My legs gave out, and I sank onto the edge of the bed, pressing trembling fingers to my lips. They still tingled, betraying me, reminding me of the heat and the weight of Roman’s kiss.“What the hell just happened?” I muttered, shaking my head like I could erase the last ten minutes of my life.But I couldn’t.Every second of it was seared into my memory—the way his lips felt, the fire in his touch, the way his voice wrapped around my name like it belonged to him.No. I couldn’t let this happen.I stood abruptly, pacing the room as if motion could undo the chaos swirling in my chest. My reflection caught my eye in the mirror, and I froze. My hair was disheveled, my cheeks flushed, my eyes wide with… something. Anger. Confusion. Longing. None and all at the same time.“Snap out of it, Ruby,” I scolded myself, gripping the dresser until my knuckles turned white. “He doesn’t get to do this to you. Not again.”But
The sound of bread sliding into the toaster filled the quiet kitchen as I packed sandwiches into the twins’ lunchboxes. The morning sun filtered through the blinds, casting a warm glow over the counter, but my mind was still stuck on last night.Roman.The kiss.The bond.I sighed, pressing my fingers against my temple as if I could rub away the thoughts. Grabbing my phone, I dialed Helen’s number. She picked up after the second ring.“Ruby? What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice laced with concern.“Everything,” I said, glancing toward the hallway to make sure the twins weren’t within earshot. “Helen, you won’t believe what happened last night.”“What?” she asked.“Roman was in my room.”“In your room?” Helen repeated, her voice rising in disbelief.“Yes,” I said, quickly recounting everything that had transpired—the kiss, the bond, my eventual demand for him to leave. By the time I finished, Helen was silent, a rare occurrence that made my stomach twist.“Well?” I pressed.Helen let ou
The words slammed into me like a freight train, leaving me breathless and reeling. "Notice of Custody Hearing" screamed at me from the page.I felt my vision blur, my heart racing as I struggled to process the implications. And then, like a cruel twist of the knife, I saw his name.Roman had filed for custody.My breath caught, and I stumbled back into my chair, clutching the papers tightly. A thousand thoughts flooded my mind, each one more overwhelming than the last.How could he?After everything, how could he try to take them from me?I leaned forward, pressing my forehead against the cool surface of my desk. Anger bubbled in my chest, hot and consuming, but beneath it was something else. Fear.Because no matter how wrong Roman was, I knew one thing for certain. He wouldn't give up easily.Taking a deep breath, I picked up my phone and scrolled to Roman’s number. My finger hovered over the call button for a moment before I pressed it.Gripping the phone so tightly my knuckles tu
"Have you ever thought of telling them?"“Tell who what?” I asked, my voice muffled by my hands.“The kids... The truth," she said, her words landing heavily between us.I lifted my head, meeting her gaze. “The truth?”“Yes,” Helen said firmly. “About who Roman really is. That he's their father. Abd about why he’s here. They’re smart, Ruby. They deserve to know.”My chest tightened at the thought. “They’re just kids, Helen,” I said in a wavering voice. “How am I supposed to explain all of this to them?”“You’ll find the words,” she said, reaching across the desk to take my hand. “Because they need to hear it from you, not from a court or, God forbid, Roman himself. You have to control the narrative, Ruby.”I swallowed hard, the weight of her words settling on my shoulders. She was right. As much as I wanted to shield Rhett and little Ruby from this chaos, they deserved the truth.But how do you tell your children that the man who’s suddenly appeared in their lives is their father? That
DANE'S POVThe damp air of the abandoned warehouse clung to my skin like a second layer, the bitter tang of blood and rust heavy in my nostrils. My body sagged against the pole, the rough ropes biting into my wrists as they stretched high above me. Pain throbbed through my swollen mouth, and blood trickled down my temple, salty and warm as it pooled into my cracked lips."Haven't you had enough, Dane?" Alpha Damien's voice broke the heavy silence, filled with a rage that sent a chill down my spine.I lifted my head slowly, feeling sharp pain shoot through my neck with the movement. "I swear on my life, Alpha Damien," I rasped in a trembling voice, desperate to be heard, "I didn't steal the money."His eyes narrowed, glowing faintly in the dim light. He hissed in frustration, turning away from me with a flick of his wrist. "You didn't steal the money?" He turned around, his face very close to mine, his words cutting sharply. "Then who did, Dane? Who?”"I’m telling the truth, Alpha Da
~Ruby's POV~"And I am his Luna.”The room erupted. Chairs scraped the floor, and voices overlapped each other."You'll drag us all down with him!""Think of the pack, not your pride!""Abel won't wait forever!"I held my ground. "Roman has always protected this pack. You think Abel will show you mercy if you turn on your own Alpha? You’re fools if you believe that."Dorian slammed his hand on the table. "Your loyalty will cost lives!""My loyalty," I said slowly, each word sharp enough to slice the tension around me, "is the only reason you are still standing here arguing and not running for your lives already."A silence fell, heavy and loaded.I saw the fear etched deep into their faces. It wasn’t me they feared. It wasn’t even Roman.It was Abel.Cowards.I felt it in my blood—the old part of me, the part connected to the bond Roman and I shared, still strong even now."If anyone wants to challenge me for the right to speak for this pack, step forward now."Silence.Not a soul mov
~Ruby’s POV~"No, no, Roman!" I yelled, my voice breaking. "This is a mistake! You have to tell them!""Stay with the kids," he said instead, like he already knew there was no talking his way out of this.The enforcer kept going. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law."Roman stayed still as stone."You have the right to an attorney."His hands—those strong hands that had once shielded me, carried me, built a life around me—were now locked behind his back like he was some criminal."If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you."“Someone do something!” I pleaded, spinning toward the council members standing nearby, toward the familiar faces of our pack, hoping—begging—for someone to step in. "This is a misunderstanding!"But they didn’t move. They didn’t even lift their heads.One by one, they dropped their gazes to the ground, shame or fear—or both—etched into their faces. Silent. Powerless. Complici
Ruby’s POV“Who the hell was that?” I whispered, though my voice might as well have cracked the tension wide open.The room fell silent after that question. You could feel the tension in the air. I looked at Roman, and he looked back at me with a tight jaw and darker eyes than usual. I hadn’t even noticed I was clenching my fists. The twins across the room stayed completely still, not reacting at all.Roman stepped forward, his voice dropping low but firm. “Wait… why didn’t you two tell us about this?”Little Ruby raised her chin, defiant but not disrespectful. “You wouldn’t have taken us seriously if we did.”Rhett nodded, crossing his arms. “If we didn’t have proof, you'd have thought we were just being paranoid. You all would’ve.”“No, honey. We would’ve listened,” I tried gently, but the moment the words left my mouth, I knew they rang hollow.Little Ruby gave a tiny scoff. “You definitely wouldn’t, Mom.”My chest tightened.“It all started after Aunt Jean died,” Rhett said, voice
~Kai’s POV~I crossed the living room, heading toward the counter where I had last dropped my tablet. I was still trying to go over the document but right now, I just needed something smaller and lighter.Except when I reached the table, something felt… off.“Good afternoon, Kai,” two familiar voices chirped in unison.I looked up—and there they were. Little Ruby and Rhett, seated like innocent cherubs on the chair, surrounded by toys and wide-eyed expressions that were just a little too wide.“Afternoon to you, too,” I said, trying not to sound suspicious. “What are you two up to?”“Nothing,” Little Ruby said, fiddling with a small plush bunny.“Just playing with our toys,” Rhett added, stacking blocks as if he were being filmed for a commercial.I nodded slowly, eyes drifting to the table.“Where’s my tablet?”Rhett glanced at his sister.“We have no idea,” Little Ruby said quickly, far too quickly.“Really?” I asked, arching a brow. “Because I left it right here. “Are you sure you
~Roman’s POV~I wasn’t even fully out the front door when I caught sight of Kai’s car pulling into the driveway. I stopped, watching as he parked with none of his usual chill. That was my first red flag.Kai wasn’t just my Beta or my best friend or just a tech genius—he was my anchor in chaos, always playful, always steps ahead. But right now? The way he slammed the car door and stalked toward me… something was off.I didn’t even need to ask. “What’s going on, Kai?”He glanced around briefly, eyes sharp, voice low. “We need to talk. Like, right now.”I nodded and gestured toward the house. “Alright. Let’s go inside.”“No. Somewhere private.”That made my stomach twist a little. Kai never needed “private” unless it was something massive—something ugly.As we made it into the house, he scanned the hallway like a detective on edge. “Where’s Ruby?”“Probably upstairs or around. Why?”Kai didn’t stop walking, just muttered, “She should be here too.”I frowned. “You can just tell me. I’ll p
~Roman's POV~I woke up suddenly, heart racing and sweat dripping down my forehead. I was breathing heavily, as if I’d been running in my sleep. Abel's smirk was all I could see behind my closed eyes, clear as day. Even though he was behind bars in my dream, I felt the real sense of being trapped. I could still hear his voice echoing in my mind.“You’re building a kingdom you can’t control, little brother.”I ran a hand down my face, shaking off the memory. Just a dream. Just a dream. I glanced at the digital clock blinking on the nightstand: 9:42 a.m. Damn early for this much mental chaos.Beside me, Ruby stirred softly, her arm slipping over my chest. Her fingers brushed my skin absentmindedly, warm and grounding. I turned to her, letting the sight calm me—dark lashes resting on her cheeks, that faint line between her brows when she dreamed. She looked peaceful, untouched by the nightmare that had clawed through my head. I let out a long breath and tucked a strand of hair behi
~Little Ruby’s POV~It was really, really late when the ceremony ended. My eyes were so sleepy that they kept trying to close on their own. Rhett was walking like a zombie beside me. The grown-ups said goodbyes and thank-yous, but all I wanted was a pillow and a blanket.“Are we not going home?” I asked, rubbing my eyes.Mom looked at Dad—well, and they did that grown-up eye talk thing.“Not at all,” Mom said, fixing my hair gently.“It’s late already. We’ll deal with all that tomorrow. For now, you have to rest,” Dad said, and his voice sounded kind of soft like it did when he used to read us stories.They led us into the guest room together and tucked us in—one by one. Mom kissed my forehead, and Dad did the same.“Alright then, have a good night,” she whispered.“Goodnight, kiddos,” Dad added, and the light clicked off.Now we were alone. And my eyes are wide open. I tried to sleep. I really did. But my brain didn’t wanna listen.Because I saw her.That lady.The one from the party
~Little Ruby’s POV~Few hours ago…“Come on, kids, we're running late!” Aunt Helen's voice echoed from the living room.I pulled my socks on in a rush. “Coming, Aunt Helen!” Rhett shouted before I could say it first.I pouted as I looked in the mirror. “We should’ve just slept over after the wedding,” I said, brushing my hair quickly.Rhett sat on the bed, trying to fix his shoelace. “Oh yeah? And we couldn’t just because you forgot your gown.”I narrowed my eyes. “So you’re trying to put the blame on me?”He shrugged like it was nothing. “Not exactly. But we do know whose fault it was.”Before I could throw my hairbrush at him, the door swung open.“Oh you two,” Aunt Helen said, her hands already on her waist. That meant trouble. “On your feet. Now.”We both jumped up like soldiers. Rhett almost tripped over his own shoe.“Remind me again—why are we going there?” Rhett asked as he walked out behind her.“I thought the wedding was done,” I mumbled, still grumpy.Helen turned to us as
~Ruby’s POV~Sunlight streamed into the room, shining brightly through the light, flowing curtains that danced in the breeze. I blinked slowly and felt the soft silk sheets against my skin, reminding me that I wasn’t in my old home anymore. This place felt new, different, and—most importantly—safer.Being back here in the Silver Frost Pack House brought back memories—memories that I’ve tucked down deep in the abyss of my mind. But none of that mattered as much as the warmth that pulsed quietly through my heart. A warmth I hadn’t felt in years.I sat up, running a hand through my hair, exhaling deeply. The scent of sage, firewood, and freshly baked bread drifted in from somewhere down the corridor. Even with the grandeur surrounding me, it wasn’t the luxury that settled my nerves—it was the laughter I could hear in the distance. The twins. Safe. Happy.And Roman.A soft knock echoed from the door before it cracked open. “You’re awake,” came his voice, deep and calm.He stepped insid