Chloe’s POVMason's demeanor shifted abruptly, his expression hardening. "Chloe, what are you doing?" he snapped as I picked up a piece of meat with my hand. "Why are you embarrassing me in public?"I froze, shocked by his sudden change in tone. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice trembling slightly."Look at you, eating like that," he continued, his voice dripping with disdain. "People are watching us. Have some dignity."I put the meat down, my appetite vanishing. "Is this who they really want me to spend the rest of my life with?" I thought to myself, feeling a mixture of anger and despair.Trying to keep my composure, I asked, "Mason, when will we be leaving for home?""Home?" he repeated, a mocking tone in his voice. "Which home?""My father's pack, of course," I replied, growing more confused and frustrated."Oh, that," he said dismissively. "Nah, we're not going there.""What?" I said, my voice rising. "I don't get it. Where are we going, then?"He remained silent, avoiding m
Chloe’s POVAs I was still thinking about how I was going to escape, suddenly I heard a knock on the door. My mind cut. Who could it be? "Who is there?" I said, my voice trembling slightly."It's me, ma'am. Room service," someone said from the other side.Room service? I didn't order anything. "Oh... come in," I said, even as I wondered how room service came here.A young woman in a uniform entered, carrying a tray. "Good day, ma'am. We wanted to ask if you would need anything.""No, no, I'm fine," I replied quickly. "My... my husband has gone downstairs to get something for us both." I stammered, unable to get myself to call Mason my husband."Okay, ma'am. Sure, ma'am. That's all good. If you need anything, just ring the bell by the side of your bed, ma'am," she said, smiling politely before turning to leave.I nodded, my mind racing. This was my chance to gather my thoughts and make a plan. I couldn't stay here; I needed to find a way out. As soon as the door closed behind the room
Chloe’s POVThe cabin was dark and musty, with cobwebs hanging from the ceiling. I crept to the back and hid behind an old, broken-down couch, trying to catch my breath. My heart was still racing, but I had to stay quiet.I listened intently, straining to hear any sounds outside. Minutes passed, then an hour, but there was nothing. It seemed like I had finally lost them.I allowed myself to relax a little, leaning back against the wall. I needed to rest and come up with a plan. I couldn't keep running forever. I needed to find a safe place to hide and figure out my next move. Where would I go from here?My thoughts were racing, but one thing was clear: I needed to get as far away from Mason as possible. The idea of crossing into another pack's territory came to mind. It was risky, but the thought of facing rogue wolves seemed more bearable than falling into Mason's hands again.I waited until nightfall, hoping to use the cover of darkness to my advantage. I knew it was dangerous, but
Aiden’s POVI just laid in my room, all frustrated and so confused because I didn't even know what I was doing again. I missed Chloe really bad. Ever since she left, it had been crazy for me. I had been having nightmares upon nightmares, and I hadn't been myself."You did the right thing by sending her away," I told myself. But no! That's not it! I said even as I was like, I'm running mad right now. She had a child for someone else. What was I supposed to do?I shouted in my room, "What was I supposed to do?" I couldn't stop the rage. "Gosh, I'm losing my mind right now," I said, hitting the wall.My fist throbbed from the impact, but the pain felt good. It was something tangible, something real amidst the chaos in my head. I slumped down to the floor, clutching my head, my thoughts a jumbled mess.The door creaked open, and Lucas peeked in. His expression shifted from curiosity to concern when he saw me on the floor. "Aiden, are you okay?" he asked, stepping inside.I didn't look up.
Aiden’s POV"It's been months now, and this throne issue hasn't been resolved," I muttered, staring at the ceiling. The uncertainty was tearing the Lycan Kingdom apart, and I knew it. But I didn't care. All I knew was that I had to be king, no matter what. Everyone else could go to hell.I said this to myself as I stood up from my bed one morning, my head pounding from the night before. The room spun, and I stumbled, falling back onto the cold, hard ground. The taste of last night's alcohol was still in my mouth, making me feel even worse."Dammit," I groaned, pushing myself up slowly. I hadn't slept at all. Restlessness consumed me, gnawing at my sanity. I had to get my head straight. I needed to figure out my next move.There was a knock on the door. "Who is it?" I snapped, trying to hide my weakness."It's Lucas," came the calm reply. "Can I come in?""Yeah, whatever," I muttered, pulling myself up to sit on the edge of the bed.Lucas entered, his expression serious as usual. He cl
Aiden’s POVWe arrived at the Moon Goddess Shrine, the sacred ground radiating an aura of ancient mystery and power. Claire held my hand firmly as we approached the entrance, her grip both comforting and encouraging. She had convinced me that this woman, this priestess, held the cure to all my problems. Desperation had driven me here, hoping for a miracle.As we stood at the threshold, a voice from inside suddenly spoke, strong and clear. "Take off your shoes and cloak before you come in."I frowned, feeling a twinge of annoyance. "Why should I do that?" I turned to Claire, seeking an explanation.She looked at me with a mix of urgency and patience. "Just do it, Aiden. Don't be stubborn. We're here to solve a whole lot, so please, just do as she says."Claire had already started to remove her cloak, her movements quick and assured. Reluctantly, I followed suit, feeling exposed as I shrugged off the heavy garment. I had worn the cloak to conceal my identity; as the king, I couldn't aff
Aiden’s POVLucas sighed deeply. "To be sincere, Aiden, I have no suggestions. Just ponder on the issue. Think it through.""Okay, Lucas, thanks," I said, feeling a bit more at ease. "How's the work going over there? Any progress on the west side coming to our side?""Yeah, there's massive progress. I just met with their Alpha a few moments back. We're having a meeting scheduled this afternoon, so surely we will talk about it," Lucas said."Okay, that's great. Just give me a heads-up.""Sure, I will," Lucas replied.Chloe’s POV"This children will no kill me," I said, even as I just sat on my bed. Both Mia and Alex were running around the room, making a whole lot of noise."Can you two shut up? Can't you see I'm trying to rest?" I pleaded, rubbing my temples."But, Mom! Alex stole my toy!" Mia shouted, chasing after her brother."No, I didn't! It's my toy!" Alex yelled back, darting behind the curtains.I sighed, knowing this was going to be a long day. "Mia, Alex, can you please calm
Chloe’s POV"I don't know," he admitted. "But we won't let him hurt you. You're safe here.""I just wish it could all be over," I said, sighing."It will be, one day," he said, his voice filled with certainty. "Until then, we'll keep fighting."**********The next day was a new day. I woke up way earlier than usual, determined to join the chefs in the kitchen and make breakfast for the entire pack. After brushing my teeth, I headed to the kitchen."Good morning, Your Highness," all the maids greeted me as I entered."Morning! How are you all doing?" I asked, smiling warmly as I went to where the aprons were hanging and put one on."Good, thank you," they chorused back, their faces bright with enthusiasm."So, what are we doing today?" I asked the head chef, eager to get started.The head chef, Elena, smiled at me. "Today, we're making a big breakfast feast. Pancakes, eggs, bacon, fresh fruit, and pastries. Everyone's been working hard, so we thought a special breakfast would be a nice
Years LaterThe grand festival continued into the night, but as the celebrations waned, a quieter, more reflective scene unfolded. Amidst the joy and laughter, Aiden and Chloe found themselves watching their children, Alex and Mia, play in the castle’s expansive gardens.Alex, now a young man of seventeen, had inherited his father’s strong, determined spirit. He was tall and confident, with a sharp gaze that seemed to miss nothing. His interactions with the other children were marked by a natural leadership, a blend of kindness and authority that spoke of his future role as a leader.Mia, a year younger than Alex, was equally impressive. She was vibrant and intelligent, with a keen sense of justice that mirrored her mother’s. Even at her young age, her ability to understand and empathize with others was remarkable. She moved through the crowd with a grace that drew people to her, her laughter and energy infusing the air with an infectious enthusiasm.As Aiden and Chloe watched their c
Aiden’s POVI stood there, my mind racing with a mix of shock, betrayal, and disbelief. The flashing red and blue lights of the police cars painted an eerie glow on the faces of the people I once called family. Claire, Mason, and Hudson were being led away in handcuffs, their expressions a mixture of anger and resignation."It's funny," I muttered, more to myself than anyone else, "how people you call your family and blood would turn against you."Ashley, my best friend, stood beside me, her face pale. "I can't believe they had a hand in your son's disappearance," she whispered, her voice trembling. "All this time..."I shook my head, feeling a bitter laugh bubbling up. "Yeah, I know the world is wicked and all, but nah... this was too massive," I said, my voice rising with emotion. "Like wow... damn... so I really had fake bloods around me."The words felt foreign in my mouth, like speaking in a language I didn't quite understand. I watched as the police shoved Claire into the back o
Claire’s POVI arrived at the abandoned building, its skeletal structure of steel beams and concrete looming ominously against the twilight sky. This place, once a construction site left unfinished, now served as a perfect hideout for clandestine activities. Pulling up in my car, I shut off the engine and stepped out, my senses on high alert. Just then, my phone buzzed with a call from Mason."Mason, where are they?" I asked, my tone brisk."They’re inside the building, Claire. Just walk in, and you’ll find the kid," Mason's voice crackled over the line."Alright," I replied, my eyes scanning the darkened entrance. "I’m heading in now."Walking towards the entrance, the crunch of gravel underfoot punctuated the silence of the evening. As I stepped inside, the dim light from the setting sun barely penetrated the building’s interior, leaving me in shadowed uncertainty. I called out as I moved further in, my voice echoing off the empty walls."Mason, I’m inside. I don’t see anyone yet."
Claire’s POVI entered my room and slammed the door, shaking the walls with the force of my anger. My breath came in ragged gasps, and my heart pounded furiously in my chest. God!!!! Chloe!!!!!! After all I have done to get rid of you, you still were able to squeeze yourself back into my life. Wow... Nice. I muttered to myself, an evil smile playing on my lips as I paced back and forth, trying to calm the storm inside me. I will make sure you and Aiden never have peace of mind.The room was dimly lit, the curtains drawn tight to shut out the world. My desk was cluttered with papers and books, the remnants of a life I was trying to rebuild. But now, all I could see was red. Memories of Chloe flooded my mind – the times she outshone me, the moments she humiliated me, the way she always seemed to have Aiden's attention.I paused in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection. My eyes were wild, filled with a mix of rage and determination. "You always thought you were better than me, di
Aiden’s POVThe room was dimly lit, and the smell of antiseptic was heavy in the air. I blinked slowly, trying to clear the fog from my mind. My head throbbed with a searing pain that felt like it was tearing through my skull. It took a moment for my surroundings to come into focus—the hospital room, the steady beeping of monitors, and the IV drip attached to my arm."Finally, you're awake," a familiar voice broke through the haze. It was Lucas, sitting in a chair beside my bed, his face a mixture of relief and concern."Lucas..." I croaked, my voice raspy and weak. "What... what happened?"He leaned forward, his eyes never leaving mine. "Aiden, we thought we lost you. Chloe managed to reach me after it all happened. She said you both were attacked."I struggled to sit up, wincing as pain shot through my body. "Yeah, we were... Is she okay? Are the kids okay?"Lucas hesitated, his silence stretching like a taut wire. I repeated my question, my voice rising in urgency. "Lucas, are Chlo
Aiden’s POVI was beyond happy as I drove my family back with me to my pack. Having Chloe and my kids in the car was one of the happiest things that had ever happened to me. As I heard Mia and Alex having their playful banter in the back seat, I couldn’t help but smile. Yeah, finally, I had gotten what I had been missing all this while to myself."Why are you smiling really hard?" Chloe asked, her voice pulling me back from my thoughts."Ooh, nothing," I said, my smile widening."Hmm, you sure?" she asked, giving me a sideways glance."Yeah, just thinking about how perfect everything is right now," I replied, glancing at her briefly before focusing back on the road."I can see that," she said with a soft laugh. "It’s kind of contagious, you know.""What is?" I asked, curious."Your smile. The kids are smiling too. Look at them," she said, turning slightly to look at the back seat.I glanced in the rearview mirror and saw Mia and Alex giggling, their faces lit up with joy. It warmed my
Aiden’s POVThe guard took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly. "The news reaching us right now is that Aiden will be returning with Chloe.""Okay?" I replied, confusion lacing my voice. "That's good news... because I know definitely he's returning with her head in a ba—""No, Your Highness," the guard interrupted, his tone more urgent. "It is said that they are returning as couples.""What! Couples? How?" I exclaimed, standing up so abruptly that my chair toppled over. "Isn't Aiden meant to kill her for him to have peace? Wasn't that what the goddess we paid instructed him to do?""Yes, sir, but—""But what?" I cut the guard off angrily. "See, get me Claire," I told him, even as I sat back angrily in the bathtub. "What sort of rubbish is this?"The guard nodded quickly and scurried out of the room. I leaned back in the tub, the warm water doing little to soothe my rising irritation. How could Aiden betray us like this? What could possibly have happened?Minutes later, Claire,
Aiden’s POVBefore I could answer, Chloe's stepfather, the alpha of the pack, interrupted me. His stern expression softened as he looked at Chloe and then turned to me, confusion etched on his face.'What is going on here?' the alpha demanded. 'Who is this man, Chloe?'Chloe took a deep breath and stepped closer to her stepfather. 'Dad, this is Aiden. He was... he was my husband.'The alpha's eyes widened in shock. 'Your husband? The one who...''Yes,' Chloe interrupted, her voice trembling. 'The one who sent me away.'The alpha's gaze turned hard as he looked at me. 'You have a lot of explaining to do, young man.''I know,' I said, meeting his gaze. 'I owe Chloe and you an explanation.'Chloe gestured for us to sit. 'Let's all sit down and talk. There's a lot to discuss.'We moved to the sitting area, the tension in the room palpable. Chloe sat next to her stepfather, while I took a seat across from them.'Aiden,' the alpha began, 'I want to hear your side of the story. Why did you s
Aiden’s POV"Hey, sir, sorry to intrude, but I couldn't just keep quiet. You really have amazing grandkids, Sire," I said, trying to mask my curiosity with a friendly tone.King Aiden looked at me and chuckled. "Yeah, I sure do. They are really something special. My grandkids are the best gift life has given me.""That's really lovely, Sire," I said, genuinely touched by his pride. "From the way your grandson looked, I'm pretty sure their mother must be very beautiful."The Alpha's face lit up with a broad smile. "Oh, you have no idea. My daughter is beyond beautiful. She's a queen in every sense of the word," he said, his voice filled with pride as he continued praising her beauty and grace."I can imagine," I said, smiling. "She must be very special to have such a wonderful son.""She is," King Aiden nodded. "Chloe has always been the heart of our family. Strong, kind, and fiercely protective of those she loves."As we continued our meal, the atmosphere was light and filled with lau