~~ HANNAH ~~The next morning, I groaned as the sun streamed through my bedroom window, casting a painful glare that seared into my throbbing head. Holy fuck!I groaned again, pressing my thumb against my forehead.When you are having fun, drinking, no one comes to warn you about the raging Hangover that would follow the next day.I can't remember the last time I've had one.My head was throbbing badly…effects of too much vodka. With a heavy sigh, I dragged myself out of bed and stumbled toward the bathroom.As I turned on the shower, the hot water pouring over me offered a little solace and calm to my aching body. I stood there, letting the water wash away the remnants of the previous night. Memories of the party flashed through my mind in fragmented pieces, like a puzzle. I vaguely recalled dancing, laughing, and chatting with new friends, but the details remained hazy.I also remember coming home with Maurice, but everything after that was just black and nothing.After my showe
~~ HANNAH ~~The next few days were a whirlwind of activity as we dove headfirst into preparations for the upcoming bonfire. The mansion buzzed with energy, and it felt good to be focused on something besides the recent troubles that had plagued our family.The triplets had thrown themselves into various tasks, from organizing the logistics of the event to coordinating with the other Lycan families. Their dedication and attention to detail were impressive, and it was clear that they were determined to make this month's bonfire a success.My mum and I were equally occupied. We spent hours planning the menu, choosing decorations, and making sure every aspect of the event was well-thought-out. It was heartwarming to see my mum's enthusiasm and commitment to something.Alex, on his end, never said anything about the bonfire. But since the money is coming from his wallet, I'm certain he's aware that we are planning it.He's barely at home. Always in and out, and when he's around, he always
"OH.MY.GOD!" Andrea gasped, her wide eyes darting from Dean to me, "Oh My God!"My heart skipped a beat and I tried to release myself from Dean's hold but his hold tightened as he glared at Andrea."A little privacy please?" He growled, "As elegant as you are, one would think that you know how to knock on a door before getting in," Andrea waved him off in dismissal, "Shut up dimwit. I'm processing something here."But how could he be so calm? My throat suddenly felt dry as I looked at her face.What would she do?How would she react?Would she tell me mum?"So..." Andrea said brushing into the room and shutting the door, "Is it just Dean or all three of them?" I blushed in embarrassment and averted my gaze. She saw my reaction and gasped again."Oh you!! I can't believe this. You are actually banging your sex brothers? Damn girl!" She whistled and I met her gaze.She didn't sound upset or disgusted.I mean where's the judgment I was so afraid of?"Andrea... ""I am just wounded that
The world around me seemed to blur and distort as I stood there, frozen in time. My heartbeat thundered in my ears, its rhythm discordant and chaotic, as Isabella’s lips stretched into a smile.“You look so shocked, Hannah,” She drawled and shrugged as if she did not just rock my world apart with that single bombshell.Oh, I am so beyond shocked as of this moment.Shocked?Shocked doesn’t even start to define the horror I was feeling.I tried to form a response, to make sense of the devastating revelation, but my voice betrayed me, reduced to a mere whisper in the tempest of emotions that raged withinThe shock coursed through me like a bolt of lightning, leaving in its wake a trail of smoldering ruins. “But that is not possible…” Damian muttered, “She is fucking lying, that cannot be.”Isabella pouted her painted lips, “What do you mean by ‘Not possible?’ We had sex, the three of you fucked me, and came inside me, and now I am pregnant. How is that so hard for you to believe?”Each
I woke up the next morning, my room bathed in soft morning sun, but I had no desire to embrace the new day.Even though it was almost midday. What happened last night had left a deep, gnawing ache in my chest. As much as I wanted to push those thoughts away, they refused to leave me in peace.The moment I recalled the memories, it felt like a crushing weight on my heart all over again. How could they? How could they betray my trust and break my heart like this? I had loved them, trusted them implicitly, and they had paid me back with deceit and betrayal.I turned to the side and buried my face in my pillow, trying to muffle the tears that threatened to escape. The pain was almost unbearable, and I wished I could just forget it all. But I couldn't, and the tears kept flowing, carrying away the heartbreak and betrayal one drop at a time.The ladies had left very early this morning, after staying with me for hours, and I'd just cried myself to sleep.Men…I sat up angrily and wiped my
“I've decided that I'm going back to Chicago tomorrow.”My mother's eyes widened, shocked, and she stood up immediately, approaching me with hurried steps, “What did you just say?”I took a deep breath, “I'm going back to Chicago tomorrow.”She frowned.I noticed, from my peripheral vision, how frozen to the ground the triplets looked, and I didn't care at that moment.This is something I have to do, and not even mum can change my mind.“But….but why?” Mum stammered and looked behind her at the men as if asking for a backup, “why? What happened?”“Mum…please keep in mind that I initially wanted to stay for a day. I have a home back in Chicago. It's time I get back, I think I've stayed long enough.”“Okay, okay. I understand that. I do, but why this sudden decision?” she asked, her voice breaking. I set the plate of pizza down on the coffee table before I leaned forward to explain myself. “Mom, it's not really sudden. I've been thinking about this for a while now. Besides, there's thi
ONE WEEK LATER I gazed out of the window at the bustling streets of Chicago, the feeling of displacement making me such.The city that had once felt like home now seemed like a foreign land.Or rather, it's the saying “you never miss what you don't have.”I was always used to life in the city alone. Isolating and locking myself up, being antisocial and in approachable.I always preferred it, I loved it that way.But now….It just feels like something is missing.It's been one week since I came back, yet I've not been able to adjust back to my life.My apartment felt too cold and quiet, the city was too noisy…empty noises, and I couldn't shake the emptiness in me since I got here.I missed the laughter, people randomly rushing into my room without knocking. Eating breakfast with my family.I missed the sounds of deep baritone voices, filling the air.I missed every single thing.And I wonder if I'll ever be able to get back to loving this place again.Mum had made it a task to call me
The next day, I eagerly awaited Cherry's arrival at the apartment I called home in Chicago. The city felt a bit less intimidating, knowing that a piece of Decorah was about to walk through my door.She had refused to let me pick her up, so I had given her the detailed address of my place.Since this morning, I've cleaned and arranged the house more than five times, and cooked up a feast.I had no idea why I was so nervous and excited, but I just was.By the time she told me she was in my building, my heart was already racing from me pacing up and down the apartment.When the doorbell finally rang, I practically sprinted to answer it. There, standing on the doorstep, was Cherry, her radiant smile instantly lifting my spirits. “Hey beautiful!” She called and wrapped me up in a hug.I held her tight, breathing in and shuddering at the warmth. Something I've missed for a week. The connection of another human.“Cherry, it's so good to see you!” I exclaimed, releasing her and stepping bac
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The tiny cry woke me up from my nap.I opened my eyes slowly and the first sight my eyes caught, made my heart leap in joy.Dean was sitting on a rocking chair, with the baby in his hand…our daughter, and damn does she have a pair of lungs on her.“Are you doing fine over there, daddy?” I asked with a smile as he hummed to her.He lifted his eyes to me and grinned so widely my heart leaped again.“I'm fine. She will quiet down soon enough.” He said, “Damon and Damian went out to grab some provision. They will be back soon.”I nodded, resisting the urge to ask for the baby.I could tell he was enjoying the time with her.We were still at the hospital. Young Laura was born about twelve hours ago and that moment, the moment I heard her cry for the first time, was simply the best moment of my life.The triplets were equally thrilled too. I don't believe I've ever seen their eyes carry as much love and joy as they had when they stared at our little bundle of joy.Laura.Named after the you
I frowned. My daughter? What did he mean his daughter? Surely, it could not be my mum because he seems to be the same age as her. And I'm the only lady present. Or is he speaking of another lady entirely? My daughter? The man seemed oblivious of my shock though as he marched towards Justin who was shaking, his eyes widened in shock. “Adam…” Mum called again, and he stopped, pausing for a moment and took in a deep breath, perhaps to calm his temper. Then slowly, ever so slowly, he turned to my mum and his expression changed. From angry, to something else. Guilt, remorse, pain, and …love? Again…who is this man? But deep down I already knew who he was. However, I was too shaken to admit that to myself because it couldn't be. “Elena…” He murmured and took a step forward, but my mum retraced with one step… silently making it clear that she didn't want him close. He got the message because his face tightened with more guilt. I walked beside my mum protectively. I have no idea
“Excuse me?”“Take me instead, Justin,” I whispered and perched my ass on the edge of the bed, too weak to stand.I have no idea-absolutely no idea what I was doing, but mum never did anything wrong. Not for once. All she wanted was some peace and happiness.If Justin wanted a hostage, he should have held me instead.“Oh Hannah,” Justin chuckled, “Now that's very sweet and all, but I didn't leave any room for negotiation.”“Oh shut it Justin. This will be better for you, trust me. Holding me gives you more leverage over the triplets, the majority. Because they would never want to do anything to risk my life. Alex would sacrifice his wife for the pack. Your brothers would not do the same.”He paused for a few seconds while I struggled to calm my racing nerves. I can do this. I can do this.“What can I say? I'm surprised, Hannah, but who am I to say no to such a voluntary offer?”I breathed out a sigh of relief as he gave me details of where I was to come.“Now I have to warn you, beaut
This can't be.Absolutely notThe triplets burst into the room, their faces filled with alarm and Alex right behind them.""What is wro... where on Earth is Elena?" Alex growled brushing past his sons.He grabbed my arms, "Where is your mum Hannah?"Let her go dad!" Damian barked as u broke into uncontrollable above and twisted away from his painful grip.In desperation I pointed to the note and Alex picked it up immediately.I watched his expression darken with anger as his eyes scanned the note. His anger was palpable, matching mine.I was Shaking, tears rushing down my cheeks."Dammit!" Alex hissed.Dean snatched the note from him and they read it together."What the...how could Justin do this?" Alex roared again.The guys all rushed to my side and I grabbed the first arm that came around me. I held onto him tightly and placed my head on Damian's chest, my body shaking with sobs.Not again, dear God please not again."Hannah..." Damon called and I shook my head when I heard the sym
SHOCK FROZE MY FEET TO THE GROUND and I heard Andrea's gasp just as my hand fell to my mouth which was hanging open.“Oh.mine. God,” Andrea screeched snatching the stick from my hand, “I can't believe it. Oh my god this is so great”Great, I have no idea just yet if it was great.Hell, I was too short to feel anything.“I was not expecting this,” I whispered, and Andrea snickered.“With all that sex you've been having, lately, what were you expecting?”I shook my head.No, I definitely wasn't expecting this. A baby? I'm gonna have a baby?Oh my god!I'm gonna be a mum.I placed a hand on my stomach and shuddered in delight and shock.I have a tiny life forming inside me right now.“What am I going to do?” How am I going to tell the triplets? How are they gonna react? Will they even want this?Hell, I have no idea. We have never for once, brought up the topic of a baby before.“First off…" Andrea grabbed my hand and led me to the bed, “You have to sit down and take a deep breath. Sec
I don't believe I've ever seen Dean so angry. His blue eyes turned a darker shade of golden instantly, and he marched towards his brother, murder on his face.Before Justin could react, Dean's fingers were wrapping around his neck, pulling him up.“This is what you don't do, Justin. Speak that way about our mate. And don't you dare lay your filthy fingers on her next time. Because if the thought as much as crosses your mind, I'll forget the fact that you are my little brother, and I'll crawl your eyes out and send you to the grave.”Even I was scared at the tone of his voice. Justin was coughing and grabbing his arms, the veins in his face popping as his skin turned red.“Dean, let go of your brother this very instant!”None of us heard when Alex came into the room, but his loud and deep voice was enough to snap Dean out of his rage.He released Justin, who staggered back, coughing and scratching his throat.“Can someone tell me what's happening here?” Mum walked slowly towards Alex
Making lemonade out of lemons is one thing this family was really good at, no matter what.The way we always found time to laugh despite the threats lurking around.The way we don't have to glance over our shoulder every damn second in fear.One of those moments of making lemonades was now.The kitchen was alive with laughter and chatter. We had all gathered around, sharing stories, jokes, and enjoying each other's company. The clinking of dishes, the aroma of something delicious cooking on the stove, and the warmth of togetherness filled the air. It was a welcome break from the chaos and tension that had consumed our lives recently.Alex was entertaining us with tales of his youth, back when the pack was beginning to take shape.“So, you see,” he said, “back in the day, we didn't have half the luxuries we do now. We relied on our wits and each other to survive.”Damon chimed in, “Dad, you never told Ma'am Elena about the time you tried to cook and set the whole kitchen on fire.”Alex
How Justin manages to always come in when we are talking about him never ceases to amaze him.It's like he has a radar or something.Or he's a ghost which always appears when his name is being mentioned.He stepped into the room, his presence commanding and filled with an air of violence.“Oh finally, you decide to show up.” Dean's voice was laced with frustration.Justin gave a sardonic smile, his eyes narrowing as they roamed over our family. “Well, well, isn't this cozy? I can see that you guys don't even miss me at all. I'm almost heartbroken but then…"I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, my anxiety growing. “Justin, let's talk this through. We can discuss your concerns, but there's no need for hostilities.” Alex murmured.Justin waved a dismissive hand, a wicked gleam in his eye. “Hostilities? Oh no, dad. I'm just here to set things straight. You've all had your time ruling this pack, and look where that's gotten us. Chaos, instability, and secrets.”Damian chimed in, “What do y