Gabe's POVI spun Rosaline around, laughing as she giggled and twirled in my arms. Father-Daughter Day was turning out to be everything I'd hoped for – quality time with my little girl, making memories that would last a lifetime.But as I gazed into Rosaline's sparkling eyes, I couldn't shake off the nagging feeling that something was off. Her attitude towards Emma earlier had left a sour taste in my mouth.I recalled the way Rosaline had dismissed Emma, her words dripping with disdain. "It's Father-Daughter Day, Mom. It'll be more fun just with Dad and me."At the time, I'd brushed it off as teenage angst, but now, as I watched Rosaline's carefree dance moves, I wondered if there was more to it. Was she feeling resentful towards Emma? Had I unintentionally contributed to this rift?My mind wandered to Emma, standing alone in the hallway, a mixture of sadness and understanding on her face. I'd wanted to reassure her, to tell her that Rosaline's behavior wasn't a reflection of her wort
Gabe's POVAs the laughter died down, I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me. This was everything I'd always wanted - my kids happy, carefree, and connected to me.But as I looked around the room, I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was missing. Emma.It was strange without her. I'd always wanted to connect with my kids, to be the father they deserved. And now, here I was, experiencing that connection, but it felt incomplete without Emma by my side.I remembered the countless times we'd shared moments like these, the laughter, the joy, the sense of family. Emma had always been the glue that held us together, and without her, everything felt slightly off-kilter.I pushed the thoughts aside, not wanting to ruin the moment. But as I looked at my kids, I knew I couldn't ignore the elephant in the room. Emma's absence was felt deeply, and I knew I needed to find a way to address it.For now, though, I just smiled, trying to savor the moment, imperfect as i
April's POVI was running, crazy, mad, insane. I needed it. I really needed it. My feet pounded the pavement, my lungs burning as I sprinted through the deserted streets.Tears streamed down my face, my eyes red and puffy from crying. My hair was disheveled, tangled from pulling it out in frustration.My body ached from rolling on the floor, from banging my fists against the wall. I couldn't contain the emotions anymore.Why did they do this to me? Why did I keep secrets from them?I thought of Emma, of Camilla, Lucien, and Rosaline. They were I was hiding something. They knew it.My mind raced with questions, with fears, with doubts. What was going on? Why couldn't I trust myself?I stopped running, collapsing onto a bench, exhausted. My chest heaved as I struggled to catch my breath.I looked up at the sky, tears streaming down my face. "Why?" I screamed, my voice echoing through the empty streets.But there was no answer. Only silence.And the ache within me grew, a hollow feeling
Camilla's POV I stood at my locker, exchanging pleasantries with Rosaline and Lucien. But my mind was elsewhere, consumed by thoughts of April.Her behavior earlier had left me unsettled. The lies, the evasions...something was wrong, and I couldn't shake the feeling.Rosaline nodded along, her eyes glazing over as she responded to my questions. Her mind was clearly elsewhere, lost in thoughts I couldn't begin to decipher.Lucien's gaze drifted over my shoulder, his eyes fixed on someone behind me. I followed his gaze, but saw nothing out of the ordinary."Hey, how's it going?" Lucien asked, his voice distracted."Yeah, good," I replied, going through the motions.Rosaline murmured something incoherent, her thoughts still a million miles away.I couldn't help but wonder what was going on with my friends. April's secrets, Rosaline's distant thoughts, Lucien's mysterious gaze...it all added up to a sense of unease I couldn't shake.As we parted ways to head to our next class, I couldn't
Camilla's POVI walked alongside Rosaline and Lucien in the hallway, lost in thought. We were on our way to meet with our teacher to discuss our group project.As we turned a corner, a commotion caught our attention. Krisdana Elrod, the school's notorious mean girl, was standing in the hallway, her eyes blazing with contempt.But it was the sight of the student kneeling at her feet, begging for mercy, that made my blood boil."Please, Krisdana, I'll do anything," the girl whimpered, her eyes brimming with tears.Krisdana sneered, her voice dripping with malice. "You'll do anything? Really? Well, let's start with your lunch money. Hand it over."The girl hesitated, then slowly reached into her pocket and pulled out her wallet. Krisdana snatched it from her hand, flipping through the contents with a sneer."Pathetic," Krisdana spat. "You're practically broke. What else can you offer me?"The girl trembled, her eyes darting around the hallway for help. But no one intervened. Krisdana's r
Rosaline's POVI stood on the sidelines, watching Lucien play ball with his friends. His laughter and shouts filled the air, a stark contrast to the tension that had been building inside me.As I scanned the sports complex, my eyes landed on Krisdana, lounging by the vending machines, sipping on a soda. Her eyes sparkled with malice as she chatted with her friends.This was the perfect opportunity. Lucien was distracted, and Camilla was nowhere to be seen, probably spreading laughter and joy wherever she went.I took a deep breath and made my way towards Krisdana, my heart pounding in my chest. It was time to confront her.As I approached, Krisdana's eyes flicked towards me, a smirk spreading across her face. "Well, well, well. Look what we have here."I stood tall, my voice firm. "Krisdana, we need to talk."Krisdana raised an eyebrow. "Oh, this should be good. What's on your mind, Rosaline?"I clenched my fists, trying to keep my cool. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. Your
Lucien's POVI lay in the sick bay, my ankle throbbing in pain. The nurse had given me some ice and told me to rest, but my mind was racing.I couldn't help but think about what happened today. Rosaline was so quick to blame Krisdana, but was it really her fault?I thought back to the commotion on the field. Rosaline had caused a scene, confronting Krisdana and distracting me. If she hadn't done that, I wouldn't have gotten hurt.It wasn't Krisdana's fault that I got distracted and twisted my ankle. It was my own fault for not paying attention.But Rosaline wouldn't see it that way. She was too busy blaming Krisdana for everything.I sighed, feeling frustrated. Why did Rosaline always have to jump to conclusions? Why did she always have to assume the worst about Krisdana?I knew Krisdana wasn't perfect, but she wasn't the villain Rosaline made her out to be.As I lay there, I couldn't shake the feeling that Rosaline was misjudging Krisdana. And I couldn't help but wonder what would ha
Lucien's POVI lay in the sick bay, feeling defeated. The confrontation with Rosaline had left me drained.At least Krisdana wasn't angry with me. Her apology and concern had been genuine.But Rosaline... my own sister. I could still see the disappointment in her eyes, the hurt and anger.I had never seen her like that before. It was like I had betrayed her.Camilla's expression had been just as disappointing. She had tried to stay neutral, but I could tell she was upset with me too.I felt like I was losing everyone. Rosaline, Camilla... what about Mum?I couldn't bear the thought of disappointing her too.I closed my eyes, feeling tears prick at the corners. Why did everything have to be so complicated?Krisdana's face flashed in my mind. Her fearless character, her apology... she was the only one who didn't seem to be angry with me.But even that brought me guilt. I felt like I was caught between two worlds, two girls... two sisters.I didn't know what to do. All I knew was that I
Emma's POVI slipped out of the car, my heels clicking on the pavement. Time to pick up my babies. I smiled, anticipating their chatter.As I approached, the triplets noticed me and waved enthusiastically. Rosaline rushed to the front passenger seat, buckling up beside me. Camilla and Lucien settled into the backseat."Hey, kids! How was school?" I asked, starting the engine.Rosaline launched into a detailed account of her day, from math lessons to lunchtime gossip. "And then, Mommy, Tommy asked me for answers during the exam!"I raised an eyebrow, concerned. "Did you handle it okay?"Rosaline nodded vigorously. "Yes, Mommy. I told him I couldn't help him."I beamed with pride. "That's my smart girl!"Camilla chimed in from the backseat. "My exam was simple, Mom. No worries."Lucien shrugged. "Mine was fine, too."I glanced in the rearview mirror, meeting their eyes. "Last exam before summer break, huh?"The triplets cheered in unison."We're done, Mom!" Camilla exclaimed."Till next
Emma's POVI woke up to the warmth of Gabe's body beside me, his gentle breathing a soothing serenade. Last night was magical, a world of our own creation. As I slipped out of bed, Gabe stirred, his eyes fluttering open."Morning," he whispered, his voice husky."Good morning," I replied, smiling.I dressed quickly, my mind already on breakfast. The kitchen was my sanctuary, where love and nourishment blended.As I cooked, the aroma of freshly baked pastries and brewing coffee filled the air. The pack would gather soon, eager to help Carly with her mating ceremony preparations.But I wouldn't join them. Baking was my solace, my way of showing love.The triplets were at school, their exams looming. My babies. My heart swelled with pride. No matter what, I'd always love them.Gabe entered the kitchen, his presence wrapping around me like a warm hug."You're amazing," he said, stealing a kiss.I blushed, my heart skipping a beat."Just making breakfast," I replied, waving a flour-dusted
Gabe's POVI left my office, eager to return home. The evening air was crisp, carrying the scent of blooming flowers.As I entered my house, the silence enveloped me. Everyone was likely indoors, retired to their rooms.I glanced around, confirming my suspicion. Camilla and April were probably out for ice cream, giggling over flavors. Rosaline had tagged along with Augustine to the supermarket, eager to help with shopping.And Lucien... He was likely with Krisdana, lost in their own little world.That left me alone in the house, with Emma.A thrill ran through me as I climbed the stairs, my footsteps quiet on the carpet.I reached Emma's room, my heart beating faster. I pushed open the door, finding her sitting on the bed, lost in thought."Hey," I said softly, not wanting to startle her.Emma looked up, her eyes locking onto mine. A hint of a smile played on her lips."Hey," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.I stepped inside, closing the door behind me. The world outside
Gabe's POVI stood in my office, gazing out the window at the bustling pack grounds. As Alpha, I couldn't always be with my family. Duty called, and I had to answer.My mind wandered to Camilla and the kids. I missed their laughter, their smiles. But I knew I had to put the pack first.My assistant, Ryder, knocked on the door. "Alpha, we have a meeting with the border patrol in an hour."I nodded, focusing on the task at hand. "Let's review the reports."The meeting was productive, but my thoughts kept drifting to Luca. I needed to talk to him, apologize for my past mistakes.Luca's mating ceremony with Carly was approaching, and I wanted to clear the air. My pride had kept me silent for too long.As I worked, the hours ticked by. Finally, I heard the door open, and Luca walked in."Gabe," he said, his expression neutral."Luca," I replied, standing up. "Thanks for coming."Luca took a seat, his eyes locked on mine. "What's this about?"I took a deep breath. "I want to apologize. For
Camilla's POVFinally, everything was perfect. Our family was whole again. Lucien and Krisdana's relationship had brought a new sense of joy to our lives. I'd never seen Lucien so happy, so carefree.Their love story was one of redemption and forgiveness. Lucien had forgiven Krisdana for her past mistakes, and she'd proven herself worthy of his trust. I admired their strength, their commitment to each other.But what brought me the most relief was April's recovery. No more addiction, no more terrible nightmares, no more fear in her eyes. She was herself again – vibrant, kind, and full of life.I remembered the dark days, the sleepless nights spent worrying about April's well-being. The helplessness had been suffocating. But now, with April's smile radiant once more, our home felt truly happy.Last night's sleepover with Lucien and Rosaline had been the cherry on top. We'd giggled, shared secrets, and reaffirmed our bond. Our family's love had conquered all.As I walked downstairs, the
Lucien's POVI settled into my bed, phone pressed to my ear, and Krisdana's sweet voice filled my senses. "Hey, baby," she said, her tone husky."Hey," I replied, grin spreading across my face."How's your day?" Krisdana asked."Better now," I said, closing my eyes. "Just needed to hear your voice.""Aww, Lucien," Krisdana cooed. "You're making me blush."I chuckled. "That's the plan."We talked about our days, sharing stories and laughter. Krisdana's voice was music to my ears.As we chatted, my mind drifted back to the recent drama with Tyler. Guilt pricked at my conscience."Krisdana?" I said, my tone serious."Yes?""I'm sorry," I began, "for almost suspecting you with Tyler. I was blind, stupid."Krisdana's soft laughter calmed my nerves. "Lucien, it's okay. I know you were worried.""No, it's not okay," I insisted. "I should've trusted you. You'd never betray me.""Lucien, stop," Krisdana said firmly. "You were hurt, scared. I get it.""I promise, Krisdana, I'll never doubt you
Rosaline's POVAs I gazed around the room, warmth filled my heart. Everyone was smiling, genuinely happy. Lucien, my usually brooding brother, looked relaxed, laughing with April. Her return had brought joy to our family, especially to Camilla.That little ball of energy was beaming, her eyes sparkling whenever April was near. Their bond was special, and I was grateful April was home, better and stronger.Carly's happiness was contagious, and even Augustine couldn't hide his smile. His reserved nature made his rare displays of emotion all the more precious. Mum's radiant smile told me Dad was happy too.It was a chain reaction of love and happiness, each person's joy amplifying the others. Our family had faced struggles, but we'd emerged stronger.I watched Mum, her eyes shining with tears as she listened to April's stories. Her love for our family was unwavering.Dad, our Alpha, sat amidst our gathering, his presence a steady anchor. His love for our family was palpable.As I soaked
Augustine's POVI watched my family laugh and share stories, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction. Finally, everyone was coming together, bonding over love and shared experiences."Family bonding," I murmured to myself, a small smile creeping onto my face.Carly's happiness was contagious. I'd never shown it, but her joy filled me with pride. As her brother, I'd always prioritized strength and control, hiding my emotions behind a stoic mask.But today, surrounded by loved ones, I allowed myself a moment of vulnerability. My eyes lingered on Carly, her smile radiant as she talked about Luca.Gabe caught my gaze, nodding in understanding. He knew me too well.I cleared my throat, addressing the room. "It's good to see everyone together. We've been through a lot, but our bond remains unbreakable."Emma's eyes met mine, warmth and gratitude shining within them.Rosaline, Lucien, and Camilla chattered excitedly, their energy infectious. April's newfound happiness was a balm to our family's
April's POVI zipped my suitcase, excitement coursing through my veins. Finally, I was leaving the rehab center. My two-month program was done, and I felt reborn.The memories of my time here were bittersweet. I had struggled, cried, and fought my demons. But with every passing day, I found strength, hope, and inner peace.I thought of Camilla, my little niece, and my heart swelled. If not for her, I might still be trapped in the darkness of addiction. Her innocent smile and loving gaze had awakened something within me.I envisioned the warm welcome awaiting me at home. Rosaline's nurturing embrace, Lucien's reassuring smile, Gabe's protective hug, Emma's gentle kindness, Carly's infectious laughter, and Augustine's wise guidance.My journey to sobriety wasn't easy, but it was worth it. I had discovered a new purpose: to live for myself and those I loved.As I wheeled my suitcase out of the room, a sense of freedom filled me. I was ready to start anew, to cherish every moment with my