And so it begins...
AmberI woke up with the sharp, nauseating realization that I had just made the biggest mistake of my life.The air around me was heavy, too warm, and thick with a scent that sent a shiver down my spine. My stomach churned as I blinked my eyes open, my body sluggish and sore in ways I didnโt want to think about. The ceiling above me was unfamiliar, and the bed I was lying in wasnโt mine. Panic set in, tightening its claws around my chest.I sat up slowly, every movement feeling like it required monumental effort. The sheet slipped from my shoulders, exposing bare skin. My breath hitched as I realized I was naked. Completely naked.No, no, no. This canโt be happening.Memories of the night before were fragmented and elusive, like trying to hold water in my hands. The last clear moment I could recall was Reed dragging me to Brittanyโs house, his excitement contagious even though I hadnโt wanted to go.Brittany had thrown the party to celebrate graduating high school in two months. Sheโd
AmberโAmber, get in the bathroom. Now.โ Rayne hissed, his voice barely above a whisper, his tone sharp and commanding.โWhat?โ I whispered back, frozen in place as panic surged through me. Reedโs knocking on the door grew louder, more insistent.Rayne cursed under his breath and grabbed my arm, practically shoving me toward the bathroom. โJust go. Now!โI stumbled into the small, dimly lit bathroom, clutching the edge of the sink to keep myself upright. The door clicked shut behind me, and I heard the muffled sound of Rayne throwing on his clothes as Reedโs voice carried through the door.โRayne? Open up! What the hell are you doing in there?โโGive me a second,โ Rayne called back, his tone strained but even.My heart raced as I leaned against the wall, every muscle in my body tense. My hands trembled, and I pressed them against my stomach, trying to will myself to calm down.The door creaked open, and I held my breath as Rayne finally let Reed in.โFinally,โ Reed said, his voice muf
Amber For as long as I could remember, my life had been a series of struggles and disappointments. Being an Omega wasnโt just a curseโit was a brand, a mark that said I was worthless from the moment I was born.My mother died giving birth to me, and my father made sure I never forgot it. To him, I was the reason she was gone, the reason his life fell apart. He didnโt call me his daughter; he called me a murderer, a killer who had stolen the woman he loved. My earliest memories were filled with his cold, unforgiving eyes and the sharp bite of his words.It wasnโt enough for him to hate meโmy brothers followed his lead, treating me as though I didnโt exist or, worse, as though I was something to be ashamed of. They were Alpha warriors, strong and respected in the Pack, everything I wasnโt. To them, I was weak, a constant reminder of our familyโs disgrace.For years, I tried to earn their love. I thought if I worked hard enough, stayed out of their way, or did everything perfectly, they
AmberThe walk back to the shelter was a blur, my mind spiraling in endless loops around the bond thrumming at the base of my neck. Rayne's mark felt like a brand, burning against my skin, a constant reminder that he was mineโand worse, that I was his.I didnโt want to think about him. I didnโt want to picture him with Reed, his hands on him, his lips pressing against hisโno, I couldnโt go there. I refused to go there.Once I got to my room, I locked the door behind me, grabbed a towel, and headed straight for the bathroom. The water in the tiny stall ran coldโit always didโbut I didnโt care. I scrubbed myself furiously, scrubbing until my skin turned red, desperate to wash away the scent of Rayne that still clung to me.But no matter how hard I scrubbed, it wasnโt enough. The bond wouldnโt let me forget. It was a cruel tether, making me hyper-aware of every beat of his heart, every breath he took, as if he were right there with me. It was sweet, torturous intimacy, and I hated how mu
AmberIt had been two weeks since that nightโsince Rayne had marked me, since our worlds had collided in the most painful and disastrous way imaginable.Two weeks since I had seen or heard from him.I told myself, at first, that he needed time. Anyone would. How could Rayne possibly come to terms with a mate bond, the betrayal it represented to Reed, and the weight of everything else all at once? But as the days stretched on in agonizing silence, the emptiness of his absence became unbearable.The bond wouldnโt let me forget him.It wasnโt just a mark. A mate bond was far more than a symbol of ownership or a claim. It was a tetherโan indestructible, unyielding tie that linked our souls. Through it, I should have been able to sense his emotions, feel his heartbeat echoing alongside mine, and even hear his voice in my mind if either of us willed it. The bond should have let us soothe each other, even from afar, a connection so deep and intimate it defied explanation.But Rayne had slamm
RayneReedโs room was dark, lit only by the faint glow of his bedside lamp. The bed smelled like himโwarm, familiar, safe. His head rested on my chest, his long, luscious hair spilling over my bare skin like silk. One of his arms was draped over me, holding me close as if I might disappear if he let go.โYou know, Amberโs been acting so weird lately,โ Reed said suddenly, his voice cutting through the silence.I hummed absently in response, running my fingers through his hair. The motion was automatic, a routine Iโd done a hundred times before, but my mind was far away.โShe didnโt even wait for me after school today,โ he continued, his tone laced with curiosity. โSheโs been distant, like sheโs trying to avoid me or something. Donโt you think thatโs strange?โAnother hum. My hand moved through his hair again, but I wasnโt really listening. My thoughts were consumed by something elseโsomeone else.Amber.It had been two weeks since that night. Two weeks since Iโd marked her, since Iโd l
RayneReedโs warm hands trailed down my chest, his fingers nimble as they worked at my belt. My breath hitched as he unbuckled it, pulling it free before undoing my zipper. He looked up at me, his coffee-brown eyes gleaming with playful affection, the kind of look Iโd come to know so well.โJust relax, babe,โ he murmured, his voice low and soft. โLet me take care of you.โI nodded slowly, though the knot in my stomach didnโt loosen. When Reed wrapped his hand around me, stroking me with practiced ease, a shaky sigh escaped my lips. I leaned back against the headboard, closing my eyes and letting the warmth of his touch wash over me.This was Reed. My Reed. The person I loved most in the world.I should have been content, but my mind wouldnโt stop spinning. As his lips replaced his hand, enveloping me in heat, I felt a pang of guilt twist in my chest.I loved Reed. I loved him.Didnโt I?The memory of my mark on Amber's neck, of the bond thrumming faintly in the back of my mind, made m
AmberThe night was endless. Every time I closed my eyes, the darkness stretched on, filled with the weight of my thoughts and the ache in my chest. I stared at the cracked ceiling of my room, the faint moonlight filtering through the broken blinds casting shadows on the walls. Tears slid silently down my cheeks as I lay there, clutching my stomach.I didnโt sleep. How could I? The anxiety clawed at me, every thought spiraling back to the same terrifying conclusion. I had to tell Rayne.For the past two weeks, Iโd been drowning in fear and uncertainty, trying to pretend like everything was normal. But it wasnโt normal. My body was changing, and I couldnโt keep it a secret much longer. The other Omegas at the shelter had already started whispering about my constant use of scent patches. They werenโt stupid. Sooner or later, someone would notice the difference in my scent, the subtle shift brought on by the life growing inside me.And then what?Rayne had to know. I had no idea how heโd
AmberI didn't want Evalie to grow up without me, to ever think for a second that she was unloved and unwanted. I knew exactly what that felt likeโ I had been abandoned by my own father and brothersโand I would never wish it on my worst enemy.I squeezed my eyes shut, a sob ripping from my chest.This couldnโt happen.I couldnโt let it happen.I almost gave in to the panic, to the devastation โ but then a warm, steady presence unfurled inside me, strong and unyielding.Irma.My wolf growled low in my chest, fierce and protective, wrapping around me like an unbreakable shield.โNo,โ she whispered, her voice a steady thrum in my head. โWe are Evalieโs mother. We raised her. We protected her. He cannot take her from us.โShe released bursts of endorphins and they washed over me like waves, calming me down and reminding me of happier times. I had flashes of truth โ Evalie's little arms around my neck, her sweet giggles filling our home, her sleepy "I love you, Mummy" whispered against my
AmberRayne had been quiet since his abrupt visit, and it was unsettling.I wasnโt sure what I had expected after that day โ maybe for him to show up at the hospital, lurking by the emergency entrance like some stubborn shadow. Maybe he'd camp outside the house, demanding to see Evalie. Maybe he'd blow up my phone with calls or texts, shouting accusations. I even thought he'd try to contact Evalie somehow.But he didnโt.Not a call.Not a visit.Nothing.Just silence.And while a small part of me was grateful for the peace, I knew better than to trust it. I knew it was too early to celebrate, too naive to hope that it was over.This โ this eerie stillness โ it felt like the proverbial calm before the storm.A heavy, loaded quiet that pressed against my chest like a hand waiting to shove me under when I least expected it.I tried to shake the feeling, tried to convince myself I was just being paranoid โ that maybe Rayne had gotten the closure he needed. Maybe seeing Evalie, even from a
ReedThe wait was the worst part.I sat on the edge of the bed, bouncing my leg anxiously, staring at the clock on the wall like I could will it to move faster.Rayne had gone to that bitch's house.To see their daughter.And I hated it.I hated sitting here helpless, not knowing what was happening. It twisted my stomach into knots, made my skin feel too tight for my body.But there wasnโt much I could do at the moment.Not yet.Soon, I promised myself.I was still coming up with a plan โ something perfect, something flawless that would get rid of the problem once and for all.And when I enacted it, it would be final.Amber wouldnโt even know what hit her.I clenched my fists so hard the bones cracked.I needed to distract myself before I lost my mind.Grabbing my phone, I opened a shopping app, aimlessly scrolling through page after page of random crapโkitchen gadgets, wireless earbuds, luxury sneakers, designer watches.I wasnโt really seeing any of it. My mind was too full of Rayne
AmberAs soon as Ian was certain I could stand without collapsing, he quietly led me inside.The moment the door closed behind us, the world finally went still.No more growls, no more tension thick enough to choke on. Just Ianโs solid presence beside me, guiding me with gentle hands toward the living room.He helped me sit down on the couch, his movements tender, careful like I was made of glass.โAre you alright?โ Ian asked softly, crouching in front of me, concern etched into every line of his handsome face. โDid he hurt you?โI shook my head, my voice barely above a whisper. โNo. Iโm okay.โ My hands were still trembling slightly from the hormonal rush, but I forced a small smile. โThanks to you.โHe exhaled, visibly relieved.โIโm just glad I got here when I did,โ he said, sinking down beside me. He stayed close, but not smothering, giving me space without pulling away completely. โWhat happened, Amber?โI stared down at my hands in my lap, picking at an invisible thread on my jea
AmberRayneโs hands flexed and unflexed at his sides like he was barely leashing a monster inside him.The tension crackled between us, thick and ugly. I knew he could overpower me physically if he wanted to. He was stronger, bigger, an Alpha in his prime. But there was no force on earth that could make me willingly hand Evalie over to him.We glared at each other, the silence blistering."You think youโre doing her a favor?" Rayne said, his voice dipping low and cruel. "Keeping her from her own blood? Youโre screwing her up more than you know."I flinched, but didnโt move. "Better than letting her near a man who almost ruined her motherโs life," I retorted harshly.Rayneโs face darkened."She deserves to know who I am," he growled. "She deserves a father.""You forfeited that right the moment you abandoned me," I fired."You think you can just erase me?" He snarled, his voice vibrating with rage. "Pretend I don't exist? Pretend she doesnโt deserve to know her real father?"I stared h
AmberIt had been a few days since the confrontation at the hospital. A few long, exhausting days.But finallyโfinallyโI was beginning to breathe normally again. Beginning to accept that everything would be fine. That Evalie and I would be okay, no matter what storms brewed outside the fragile little world we had built.Today was Saturdayโmy day offโand I planned to make the most of it.It wasnโt just any Saturday either. I had promised Evalie that if she aced her math test, weโd celebrate. And like the little genius she was, she had scored a perfect mark. My heart had almost burst with pride when her teacher emailed me the results.We were supposed to have a full day togetherโjust the two of us. First a trip to the amusement park, then a little shopping spree. Evalie had been eyeing a ridiculously expensive dollhouse for weeks now, and today, she was going to get it.Ichika and Ken were out for the dayโsome sort of coupleโs spa thing theyโd been planning for weeksโso the house was bl
AmberI barely made it through the next few minutes.I was shaking so badly after Rayne was dragged out of my office that I could hardly hold a pen steady, let alone continue reviewing patient files like nothing had happened. My mind wasnโt on my work. It wasnโt on anything but the echo of his voice, the fire in his eyes, the awful words heโd thrown at meโBad mother. Selfish. Cruel.Each accusation burned itself deeper and deeper into my chest, like brands pressed into raw skin.I couldnโt stay here.I couldnโt pretend everything was normal when my whole world had been tipped upside down.So I did what I never didโI signed out early. Scribbled my name across the sheet, handed over my remaining charts to a nurse with shaking fingers, and left before anyone could ask questions.I needed to breathe.I needed to get Evalie and get the hell out of this hospital before I completely lost it.I made my way to the playground, my legs moving on autopilot.Evalie was easy to spot.She was sitting
ReedShe had no right. No right to come back. No right to still hold power over us after everything.And now?Now there was a child.A living, breathing extension of Rayne and Amber's bond. The very thing I fought so fucking hard to destroy.Everyone knew how possessive Alphas were about their pups.Everyone.It was coded into their DNA, their instincts, their blood.An Alpha couldnโt walk away from their kid. It didnโt matter if they hated the mother. The second they scented their pup, it was over.They were tied to them for life.And now Amber had that power.I couldnโt let that happen.Not now.Not ever.Not as long as I was breathing.I had to pull myself together.I had to.Even as my whole body screamed and my soul felt like it was bleeding out at my feet, I forced a smile. Forced my breathing to slow. Forced the tight, ugly emotions slamming against my ribs to stay buried where Rayne couldnโt see.You have to protect whatโs yours, I reminded myself.Even if it killed me."Have y
ReedThe name hit me like a punch straight to the gut.Amber.I blinked. Swallowed. Shook my head like maybe Iโd heard wrong.โWhatโฆ?โ I croaked out, but Rayne wasnโt finished.โAnd thatโs not all,โ he said quietly, voice like gravel scraping against stone. โI found out todayโฆ Amber had my child.โFor a moment, there was no air.No floor beneath me.No ceiling above.Just an endless, screaming black void as my entire world shattered into dust.He kept talking, but I barely heard the words through the roaring in my ears. Something about walking into her office, about seeing a little girl sitting there. Blonde hair. Green eyes. Looking so much like him it was unmistakable.Their daughter.Rayne had a daughter.A daughter he hadnโt known about. A daughter Amber had hidden from him.A daughter that wasnโt mine.I clutched at the sheets beneath me, my fingers curling so tight they hurt, nails digging into the fabric.It couldnโt be real.It couldnโt be happening.SheโAmberโhad a child with