It has been three peaceful years; Demetrius finally made Layla his Luna, Queen, and wife. There was peace throughout the werewolf territory. Demetrius chose new Alphas for the packs that had no leaders.He was currently seated on the beach with his lovely mate beside him. He could still remember the last argument they had two years ago, after Layla gave birth to three boys. Layla turned to him when he did not answer her question.“Demetrius!” she called, touching his shoulders.“What?” he jerked to the present.“What are you thinking about?” she asked him.Demetrius shrugged. “I was thinking about our last argument about the boys,” Demetrius told her.★★LAYLA’S POV★★I shook my head and turned away from Demetrius; I was still annoyed with that. I couldn’t hold my boys for long before they were taken away from me. “I miss my boys,” I told Demetrius.“I miss them too,” my mate said.“If you miss them, then get them back home,” I said.“I want them to grow up stronger, more powerful,” De
LAYLA’S POVI told Annabelle that my sons had nothing to do with the mess we had created. They were innocent; they should not pay for their parents' sin. No, it shouldn’t be. I was surprised to see Annabelle looking well and good. I thought she was part of the attack and she fell with the attack, so she had been out here for three good years. Building her armies, gathering rogues who would work for her.And now she has my boys in her hands, and here I was powerless to stop her, Demetrius out of my reach.“Annabelle, these kids are just three years old. They have no knowledge of our past lives,” I told Annabelle.“And they should have been mine, not yours. You don’t deserve them,” Annabelle said bitterly. “And you never will.”“Please, Annabelle, let’s reason with this,” I pleaded.“No, I need to plan my next move. I never knew you would be this stupid to come seeking them out alone. Without help, I would have loved to see the look on Demetrius’s face when he discovered I have his sons,
★JAROD'S POV★I watched as Annabelle stormed into the room. She went to sit down and pulled her head into her arms, screaming to her heart's content. Then, she sat upright and looked at me as if realizing I was in the room. She had been worrying me for weeks, her attitude becoming unstable, as if her powers were eating her from the inside. Yet, she wouldn’t talk to me.Since I lost my pack and she saved me from dying, my words did not have much effect on her anymore. I was only living under her mercy. The only place I knew I controlled her was in bed. I was the master in that area.“Are you okay?” I asked her when it looked like we would only continue staring at each other.“Yes.”“You look pale and angry,” I told her.She huffed, stood up, paced, then went back to her seat. She was bothered, and with the look she was giving me, I think she was contemplating whether to tell me what the real problem is or not.“Talk to me,” I encouraged her.“You know we have Demetrius’s kids in our po
When Layla saw that everything was quiet, she went over to the barred gate and started working on the lock. She moved quickly because, from that moment, their cover could easily be blown. She heard the click sound, signaling that she had successfully unlocked the gate."It's open," Layla told Foster. She listened for any sounds, hearing none, she opened the door and motioned for Foster to follow her.They both stepped out of the cell and made their way cautiously, not moving too fast as they were still weak. Out in the open, they hid from the guards patrolling outside. When no one was looking, they changed their position and concealed themselves among the bushes."Can you tell where exactly they are?" Layla asked Foster, knowing it would be easier for him to pick up the kids' scent.Foster sniffed the air, attempting to pick out the kids' scent, but it was challenging, mixed with that of the rogues. "Let’s move away from here and try again.""We need to hurry up; they will soon notice
Demetrius was summoned to the north border. He hurried over to the place, running in his wolf form, which was faster than in his human form. He had to persuade his wolf, who had been angry with him for days since Layla left on her own to save their kids.He could vividly remember his last conversation with Demon echoing in his head.“You are a fool for staying here when it is likely our mate has been attacked.”“She does not want our help.”“Your help, you mean?” Demon retorted hotly. “We are one person, are we not?”“You should have gone after her no matter what. But what did you do? Stayed back, and for two days now, she has been out of reach. You are so comfortable with yourself.”“I have a pack to worry about.”“So, Foster or your kids are not part of your pack? Or talk about your mate. You don’t need her?” Demon asked him.“Of course, I need her. She is the one that does not need me!”“You sent her kids away from her; she hates you for that. And you won’t even allow her to visit
Nancy gave the boys a bath, fed them, and watched them play in the garden. The children had asked her for their mama; she told them their mama was out, as the Alpha had instructed them to say if the kids asked for their mama. Nancy wished she had her own child. She was the one who told her mate that they should wait. She wanted to enjoy their time alone, but then the Luna came into the picture, and her mate had to attend to the Luna's needs, and everything happened so fast. Maybe now was the right time to have her own child, but the Luna's situation was a concern. Their Alpha did not believe his mate was dead, but Foster said she was dead.Foster was still asleep; he must be regaining his strength while on bed rest. Elena joined Nancy in the garden, and they sat together.“How are they doing?” Elena asked.“Well, they are fine. They have been constantly asking for the Luna,” Nancy said.“What do you think?”“What do you mean?”“Do you think the Luna is dead?” Elena asked. “I don’t wa
★ANNABELLE’S POV★I was in so much pain; my whole body was burning. I knew I was cursed with the witch power running through my veins. The fact that Layla escaped my camp, a place I thought no one could penetrate, was a big shame to me. It made me more furious at everything I had built. I should be untouchable by now, but a weak girl, three children, and a weak male still escaped and went free. I wished Layla was conscious when they brought her back; she might be dead by now. I busied myself in preparing my weapon. If she doesn't want to die easily, then I will give her options to choose for herself. Then she won’t be able to escape death again.I picked up the potion bottle; it was a death poison. Instead of wasting energy to kill her, seeing how she had not turned up dead, escaped from Jarod, didn’t die when I stabbed her, I had to release her when I captured her, and Jarod tried to kidnap her but failed miserably, and now she is in my hands again. I am so done with her shit. I sh
DEMETRIUS' POVAfter leaving my office, I went to the nursery where the kids were playing under the watchful eyes of Elena. She looked so tensed up, and I knew that the other ladies must have set her up to babysit the boys. And the three of them together are capital trouble. When the boys saw me, they ran towards me with super speed; their growth was so fast that they were comfortable on their own feet."Papa," they shouted as they got to me and surrounded me. Elena stood up right and bowed to me. "I will watch them for some time," I told Elena."Yes, Alpha," she said, sounding relieved. She bowed and left the room. "Play with us," Tristan demanded."Carry me," Shamir said, lifting his hands up to me. I knew if I carried one of them, all of them would want to be carried, so I dodged that request. I walked over to their playing mat and sat down; immediately, Shamir placed himself on my laps, occupying his space and claiming ownership. It would be trouble if any other person wants to si