Chapter: The Prize.°Jeremy’s POV°The wedding planning started almost immediately.Like grief had a deadline.Invitations. Venues. Guest lists. Fabric swatches…..All laid out on the dining table that used to be ours. Amy moved through it all with this strange efficiency—calm, focused, like if she slowed down for even a second, something might catch up to her.I stayed out of it of course.Not because I didn’t care…..because caring felt like pressing on a bruise just to remind myself it was there.Sometimes I’d come home and hear her on the phone, pacing, talking about flowers or colors or seating arrangements. Her voice sounded lighter than it had in months….not happier….just… resolved.Nathan was around more too.Always polite and always saying the right things at the right time.Steady.The house felt smaller the closer the wedding got, even Marcus started avoiding lingering too long in shared spaces.One evening, I went to pay Nathan a visit, I had started to accept that I was never going to earn
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Chapter: The Engagement.°Jeremy’s POV°Amy didn’t come by when I got discharged.Not because she couldn’t.She just… didn’t.I told myself it was nothing. She’d been around while I was in the hospital. She’d talked to me. Held my hand. Yelled at doctors when they got too close.So yeah. She knew I was fine.Maybe she just needed space.Marcus showed up with the driver late afternoon.He didn’t say much. Just that quiet smile of his, the one that made it hard to tell if he was amused or already ten steps ahead of everyone else.“It’s good to have you back,” he said, opening the door.I got in.“I heard about the nurse,” I said on the drive.“Yeah,” he replied. “Unfortunate.”That was Marcus for you.“We’ll compensate her family,” I muttered. “Do right by them.”He nodded. “Of course.”The rest of the ride passed quietly.When we got home, the house felt… off.Not empty. Just wrong.Amy’s jacket was on the chair. Her shoes by the door.She was home.I walked inside and found her in the kitchen, leaning against
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Chapter: Seduction.°Jeremy's POV °“Ohh…” I groaned, my head aching badly as if something had clogged the veins in my forehead, at first all I could see was a blur vision of white coats, and the sound of metal against metal….I heard the muffled voice of a man saying “stop the bleeding” …. the room was filled with a mix of nauseating scents, my heart raced faster than it should , sweat trickled down the sides of my face, and my mouth tasted bitter…“He's gaining consciousness!” One female voice alarmed the rest of the people there, and that was when I felt something sharp pierce my skin.But I felt worse….“The sedative isn't working!” The terrified lady announced again, she was reeking with anxiety.“Give him more!” The man thundered.“Giving him more will only speed up the wolfsbane,” Another lady argued with confidence.“Doc, I think he's shifting!” The terrified lady announced, this time she was rather surprised.Was I? I didn't feel anything….it was like I'd been swallowed by a black hole, but my bo
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Chapter: Meeting My Early End.°Jeremy's POV°I stood in the kitchen doorway, coffee in hand, watching Amy pack Eli's lunch like it was a job she had to do perfectly even though I'd told her countless times to let the maids take care of it, but Amy didn't listen anyway, claiming that no one could take care of her son any better. Our little guy was at the table, legs swinging, telling us about how he was gonna be a firefighter-astronaut today. The driver honked outside. Eli hopped down, backpack bouncing, and ran for his hugs. He squeezed my leg first, then launched at Amy. She knelt, fixed his crooked name tag, kissed his cheek."Be good, okay? Mommy loves you.""Love you more!" he yelled, already out the door.The door slammed and the house went quiet.I waited a beat, then tried again. "So... tonight. The meeting."Amy didn't look up. She was sealing Eli's juice box with more focus than it needed…. "Jeremy.""Come on. It's one meeting. Elders just wanna talk pack business."She zipped the lunch bag, and finally
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Chapter: Hadn't Felt That In Years......°Jeremy's POV°I stood in the doorway watching Amy chop vegetables like her life depended on getting the carrots perfectly even. The knife thumped against the cutting board in a steady rhythm. Eli was upstairs showering off playground dirt, singing some made-up song about dinosaurs at the top of his lungs.Amy hadn’t looked at me once since we got home.I leaned against the frame, arms crossed. “Need help?”She shook her head without turning. “I got it.”Okay. Cool. Silence it was.I walked in anyway, grabbed a bell pepper from the pile, and started slicing. She glanced over, golden eyes narrowing for a second, then went back to her carrots.We worked like that for a few minutes…..side by side, not talking, just the sound of knives and Eli’s off-key singing drifting down the stairs.Finally she spoke. “You don’t have to babysit me in the kitchen, Jeremy.”“Not babysitting,” I said. “Helping. There’s a difference.”She snorted softly. “Sure.”I set my knife down. “Amy.”She kept chop
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Chapter: I Looked Away First....°Amy's POV° “ I know…..I’m sorry,” he said. “I lost it back there. I know. I shouldn’t have…..” “That is all you can say?” The words snapped out before I could soften them. I turned to him, eyes burning. “ If we’d hit that car, if something had happened to me…..to Eli waiting at home—” My voice cracked on Eli’s name. Jeremy’s jaw tightened. He looked out the windshield, hazel eyes fixed on nothing. “I know what I took from you.” “No,” I whispered. “You don’t. You really don’t.” He dragged a hand through his brown hair, pushing it back from his face. It fell right back into place, messy the way it always did when he was stressed. “Tell me, then. Yell at me. Whatever you need. Just… don’t shut me out again.” I laughed, but it came out wet. “You want me to yell? Fine. You scared the hell out of me. You always do this—get angry, push too hard, drive too fast, like the world has to bend because you’re mad. And I’m the one left shaking.” His head dropped. “ That's not what I’m trying
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THE OMEGA'S RETURN: Her Second Life Under The Moonlight.
So…
He was naked.
And my back was a little bit sore?
I couldn't freak out, I had to stay cool. There was no way he'd touch me, because he swore that he wouldn't…
We didn't do anything…
Correct, or…
“Did we?” I muttered under my breath, breathing slowly yet unsteadily as my chest rose and fell.
He scoffed.
“Now don't play coy, after all…you were the one begging for it.” He said, as he leaned in...
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Erica is being asked by Denise, the daughter of the Elder she worked for as a maid, to sleep with Alpha Rowen, the Alpha of the Blood Moon Lycans Pack, in exchange for her mother's freedom trading her virginity in the process as Alpha Rowen only wanted a virgin mate…and giving Erica to him while under the influence of the drug she had prepared, Denise was sure to take her place on the red stained bedsheet.
But the Alpha is not the kind that can be fooled by drugged food and drinks, though he still has to marry Denise for the sake of his reputation, he also goes ahead to make Erica his…
But it doesn't end there…now that Denise is poisoned and Erica is accused of attempted murder, what would be the outcome of her fate after her execution?
Being reborn in one Natasha's body, Erica is given a second chance to live again…she meets her new mates, the hot Triplet Alphas and is happy to live a new life of love, thinking the moon goddess had blessed her enough…
What actually changed was her, and not the world, there was still Denise, and everyone that had betrayed her in her past life…
Will she go ahead to live as Natasha? Or would the opposite be the case?
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Chapter: Chapter Hundred -FourteenErica’s POV.“Don’t think I helped you. You can come out of my closet.” I said, just after locking my door shut.The lock clicked with a sound louder than it should’ve been, echoing through the silence. My room wasn’t big, but in that moment it felt like the walls had moved closer. The air felt different too ….. tight, heavy, waiting.He stepped out slowly, his movements careful but not hesitant. His bare feet touched the floor, leaving faint, dusty marks I knew I’d wipe off later. I kept my arms folded as I watched him straighten up, his shoulders rolling back like he was shaking off some invisible weight.He looked around my room like it was the strangest place in the world — like he couldn’t believe he was actually standing there. His gaze drifted over my bed, my desk, the half-open window that let in the weak afternoon light. Then finally, it stopped on me.“You wouldn’t accept a thank you—”“I don’t need it.” I cut him off. My voice was even, maybe too calm.He stopped mid-senten
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Chapter: Chapter Hundred -Thirteen.The Triplet Alphas (Robert’s POV)“What are you waiting for? Leave before Ethan comes,” she said, her voice a bit raspy, almost like she’d swallowed something sharp.I froze for a second, my hand still on the edge of her bedpost, not sure if I should laugh or roll my eyes. The way she said it — like I was some sort of intruder — annoyed me. Or maybe it didn’t. Maybe it did a little, but I didn’t want to think too much about it.Weird… I’d say.I gripped the boots tightly in my hand, trying not to look at her again. Her hair was a mess, her nightdress clinging in odd places like she’d been pacing around before I came in. She wouldn’t even meet my eyes now, just stood there pretending she was busy adjusting the blanket that didn’t need adjusting.Fine by me.“Natasha…” I called quietly, my jaw tightening, “Don’t cause trouble.”She didn’t answer, she didn't even blink. Just that silence that made me feel like the room itself didn’t want me there.So I turned, shoved the door open, and
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-10-24
Chapter: Chapter Hundred -Twelve.The Alpha Triplets (Robert’s POV)“F—”He wasn’t there.Just Natasha, standing in front of me in that silk night dress that somehow managed to cling to her body even though it was supposed to hang loose.It was quiet ,the kind of quiet that makes the air feel thick. I could still feel my pulse from the run here, heavy in my chest, but she just stood there, staring, not even blinking.She looked like she’d been waiting for someone, though definitely not me. Or maybe she wasn’t waiting for anyone — just awake, lost in her own thoughts before I barged in.She wanted to talk at first, I could see that. Her lips parted a little, like she was about to say something, maybe ask what I was doing here. But then she pressed them shut. No words, no questions, no small talk , just that steady gaze that could make a lying five-year-old pee on himself at the spot.Good thing I wasn’t five.I shifted awkwardly in the doorway, my hand still on the handle like I wasn’t sure if I should’ve opened it in
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Chapter: Chapter Hundred -Eleven.Erica's POV Yes… the ceremony.The first shift ceremony , that was what tonight was all about. The one every young wolf waited for, the night you finally sprinted under the full moon and felt what it meant to belong. It was the biggest thing for the Blood Moon Pack , a rite that tied everyone closer, and made the pack's bond even stronger. It wasn’t just about turning for the first time, it was about stepping into who you really were.And it was also the night most people found their mates.Lucky them.Too bad I didn’t get that kind of story. I didn’t meet mine in a sacred ceremony or under moonlight surrounded by cheering wolves. No. I met him in the messiest way possible, and somehow, I still wished it had been this way. At least then… maybe it wouldn’t hurt so much to remember.I scratched the back of my neck, shaking my head at myself.Why was I even thinking about that? About him? About Rowen?There was no going back to that man …. that coward ….. who’d once made me believe i
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-10-20
Chapter: Chapter Hundred -Ten.Erica’s POV.I brushed Mother aside and walked toward him. He was smiling ear to ear, and even though I wanted to believe he didn’t hear anything, my hands trembled. My knees felt weak all of a sudden.“What… what are you doing here?” I stuttered, forcing a smile that barely fit.“I wanted to surprise you,” he chuckled, spreading his arms like the whole moment was his surprise. “Well, aren’t you going to give me a hug?”“Oh—yes!” I laughed, the sound of my voice was shaky, as I threw my arms around him. I rubbed his back like he was the only thing steady in the right there.He let out a deep breath. “It’s so good to see you.”“Yeah… it’s so good to see you too,” I said, my voice small. He pulled back, cupping my face and staring into my eyes, like he was looking for something hiding there.“Are you okay? You don’t look happy to see me,” he said, slipping his hands into his pockets.I scoffed, feigning a smile I feared was obviously fake. “What are you talking about? I’m happy you’re
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-10-17
Chapter: Chapter Hundred -Nine.Erica's POV.THREE WEEKS LATER…Things had become more quiet than usual, almost back to normal, Rowen wasn't in the city, he'd been so busy signing peace treaties and contracts…creating able allies here and there…Robert followed him of course…Ronald was still going to college, determined to finish since a lot had wrecked his life these past few months…Reynold…well, he was no different from being absent. Though he was still in the mansion studying, he pretended like he didn't see me, let alone want me.I had looked in his eyes countless times to find at least one clue that he was pretending… but nothing.He hated me now, I was pretty sure…Ethan had tried taking me to the U.K with him, where he lived but, I insisted that I stayed back…to study…Study.I laughed at that excuse …study was just an excuse to be here, to suffer from Reynold's silence and to execute my plan against Denise.The moon goddess had blessed me enough with too many chances, letting her down would be my own loss.
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