For eighteen years, Cara devoted herself to Caleb—the wolf she thought was her future. She trained beside him, fought for him, and sacrificed everything for him. But when Caleb finally had the chance to claim her, he rejected her… . Left with no choice, Cara returns to the Shadow Wood Pack, the place she once escaped from. She expects to be treated as an outsider, to live quietly in the background. What she doesn’t expect is for fate to play one last cruel trick on her. Liam Wilson—ruthless, powerful, and feared by many—is her mate. Cara is prepared for rejection all over again. She’s not the kind of mate an Alpha like Liam would want. But instead of pushing her away, Liam does the unthinkable. He claims her.
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Cara'S POV "You fucking bitch!" Mateo snarled, shoving me hard against the wooden counter. His eyes were afire, his lips twisted in a mean snarl. "You're nothing but a fucking burden! If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be stuck in this goddamn mess!" I gritted my teeth and said nothing. It wasn't new. For months, ever since I came to Shadow wood pack, Mateo had been spewing this same bullshit. But today, his anger was worse. More venomous. "Say something, bitch" he spat, grabbing my arm so hard I knew it would bruise. "Or are you gonna keep standing there like a fucking mute?" Before I could respond, a loud crash echoed from outside. We both turned toward the entrance just in time to see my uncle, his hands shaking, staring at a pile of fallen boxes. The truck that had whizzed past was now parked a few feet away, sending up clouds of dust. And then, a man stepped out. Tall. Broad-shouldered. Dangerous: He’s the Alpha’s eldest son. Richard. His face contorted in anger, he bullied his way toward my uncle, his hands reaching out to grab him by the collar, yanking him forward. "You dumb bastard!" he roared. "You don't have a single idea how much that shit costs?" "I-I'm sorry," my uncle stammered, bowing in submission. "It was an accident-" "An accident?" The man scoffed, shaking him. "Do I look like I give a fuck about your excuses? I took a step forward. "Uncle-" He gave a look I know what that means…. Don’t…. I clenched my fists. After the previous alpha, Caleb's father, was defeated, my father went with him as his warrior to build the new pack, but my uncle. He surrendered instead of following them. From a respected beta to nothing. Just a man running a cafeteria to make his living. And three months ago, I came to him, dragging my own load of problems with me. So no, we couldn't afford trouble. Then another car door opened. And everything around me disappeared. The pull hit me so hard it was like getting slammed in the chest. My heart skipped a beat when I saw him. His eyes locked on mine, and I felt my soul wake up. It was like we were meant to be together. Our hearts beat as one, connected by a special bond. Liam Wilson , Alpha's favorite son. We faced each other many times in battle before I was 18. But by the time I turned to an adult, something had changed with Cornell,my wolf. And Liam's never seen "Alec" in human form. He shouldn't recognize me as Alec, I thought The moment he stepped out, my body went rigid. His presence was fucking suffocating-dark hair slightly tousled, sharp jawline, piercing eyes-a predator locked on its prey. His whole aura screamed dominance, like the freaking world owed him something. And, damn, his scent. It wrapped around me like a noose, suffocating, intoxicating. Mate. I bit my tongue, forcing Cornell down. Not now. Not now. Liam's eyes latched onto mine. Did he feel it too? Or worse—did he recognize me? Mateo murmured "This wasn't even our fault," he whispered, like a coward. My uncle sighed heavily, turning to his son. "Enough,Mateo. Apologize." Mateo bristled but complied, his tone oozing reluctance. Richard snorted, too, but he stepped back. “Alpha doesn't like to wait, even if we are his sons” Richard said. Liam didn't say a word. His eyes remained with mine, like weight and fire searing my skin alive. Then he finally turned to one of his men. "Pay them," he said. "Let's go. The car drove away. Everyone went back to what they were doing, except Mateo. The moment we were alone, he spun on me, his face contorted in anger. "This is all your fault!" he snarled, pushing me so hard my back hit the counter. "You're a fucking curse! If you weren't here, none of this shit would have happened!" I didn't bat an eye. I'd heard worse. His lip curled. "One of these days, I swear, I'll skin you alive." Then, as if to prove his point, he slammed his fist into my shoulder before stalking off. "Rip his fucking throat out!" Cornell murmured "No, Cornell, calm down. No one needs to know I'm a warrior. The wound will heal." "But what about ? How is this possible? Liam's our enemy, and now... he's your mate?" "I don't know, Cornell. But even if he knew, he'd never accept me. I've already prepared myself for rejection."Chapter 235 - (Final Chapter) I was at the edge of the practice field, the morning breeze ruffling my hair. The sky was soft and gold, as if privy to a secret. My heart pounded, but not with fear — pride, nervousness, and a touch of disbelief.Our son, Asher, was standing several feet away from us. He was becoming eighteen today.His dark brown hair flew in the wind. His eyes — Damon's eyes — were serene, though there was a slight tremble in his fingers. He was trying to be courageous. He always did.Damon's hand wrapped around mine and gripped. We didn't speak, not yet. Our eyes were on Asher. This was his time.Behind us, the pack had gathered. In their human form, wolves stood respectfully waiting, observing. Our other children — the triplets — were nearby, eyes wide with wonder and covetousness. They too were ready to shift, but today it belonged to Asher.I breathed slowly.So many memories.His first cry. His first steps. The nights I was awake to keep him company when he was s
Chapter 234: Our Little MoonlightSophia PovTone: Warm, Emotional, Magical, PeacefulIt had been almost a year.A year now since I returned to the pack. A year now since I had our three sweet babies.I still remembered the pain of giving birth, Damon pacing up and down like a caged wolf, Lucas reciting my lame jokes into my ear to distract me, and then the three great screams in rapid succession echoing off the walls.After that… nothing was ever the same.The sun shone brightly today. A soft breeze blew through the open window, bringing the smell of woods and wildflowers. I rocked back and forth slowly on the packhouse porch, watching the twins — Eli and Elara — stagger around on their tiny legs. They had just learned to walk, and they were proud of every little step.Their other quiet brother, Aiden, was sitting in the grass with Lucas, who was having an imaginary serious meeting with him with leaves and sticks.Damon came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, his chin
Chapter 233: The Truth in His EyesPOV: SophiaTone: Emotional, Romantic, SoftThe house was quiet.The babies had just settled down from another round of feeding, and Lucas had finally ceased teasing Damon and gone to his room. The night had been serene, warm. peaceful. I stood at the window in our bedroom, my palms resting lightly on the glass, looking out into the night.Everything had changed.There were stars above, scattered like tiny hopes. I followed them with my eyes as I exhaled slowly.I heard the door swing open behind me, and I knew without looking that it was him.Damon.The pine and smoke smell that I had hated so much… I no longer hated it. It was home.He walked slowly to me and stopped a few feet behind. For a few seconds, there was just silence between us. No words. Just breath. Just heartbeats.“I thought you’d be asleep,” he said gently.I turned around, leaning against the window frame. “I couldn’t sleep. My mind’s too full.”He nodded slowly and looked at me. Hi
Chapter 232: Big Brother LucasSophia PovI sat on the bed, holding one of my babies in my arms. She was the most introverted of the three, always folding herself into me as though I was her whole world. Her small breath warmed my skin, and her hand held onto the bottom of my shirt with such unexpected strength. She had no name yet. None of them did. Damon had promised we'd name them together, when we were ready. And for now, they were my heart in three little bodies.The room was perfumed with fresh linen and baby powder. It was peaceful. Peaceful.Until the door burst open."Guess who snuck snacks to the new mom of the century?" Lucas's voice thundered across the room as he swept in with a show, tray in hand laden with fruit, muffins, and steaming tea. "And by snacks, I mean—stolen from the kitchen as the cook yelled at me."I smiled quietly, not wishing to disturb the baby cradled in my arms. "You didn't have to."Lucas shrugged and grinned. "Yeah, but you know how much I despise s
Chapter 231 - Her First Night as a MotherSophia PovThe room was quiet.Too quiet.I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, even though my body asked me to sleep. I had just given birth to three babies—three tiny, precious lives—and yet I couldn't feel my heart not being too full to be able to rest.I slowly turned my head. The gentle light of the moon filtered through the window, silhouetting everything in silver. The room had the scent of fresh sheets, baby powder, and something warm—like comfort.In the side crib, one of my babies moved quietly. A tiny sound, a gentle whimper. I didn't even think twice. I threw off the blanket and sat up out of bed, moving quietly. I was sore all over, but I didn't care.I leaned into the crib and scooped her up—my little girl, the baby of the three. Her skin was so soft on mine. Her breathing so light. She blinked up at me, not crying, just. staring.My eyes welled with tears.How could a person feel this much love? How could a person feel so full a
Chapter 230: The Day They ArrivedDamon Pov :I had fought battles. Real ones. With blood, claws, and teeth.But nothing — nothing — had ever made my hands tremble like this.I was walking back and forth across the packhouse hallway outside the medical wing, where Sophia was within. The time had arrived. She was having her pups.My friend. My Luna. Mother of my babies.Babies. Not two.The healer had informed us twins months prior, and we had prepared for that. But only last week, Sophia had started to feel weightier and more tired. The healer ran her over again and seemed shocked."Alpha," he said slowly. "There are three heartbeats."Triplets.Triplets.I hadn't fully processed it yet.Lucas was sitting beside me now, arms crossed, but I could tell by the drumming of his foot that he was every bit as anxious. He hadn't actually said anything, but he didn't need to. His eyes were big and terrified, like mine.We could hear Sophia's voice — distant, then clearer, then distant again —
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