Novels by Vickie Jay

Eric's POVThe roar of thousands of fans echoed through the massive stadium as people continued filing into their seats.I leaned back slightly in my chair and looked around. Blue and white flags waved proudly from one section while red and gold banners dominated the other.Westbridge United versus Kingsford Athletic. One of the biggest matches of the season.And somehow, I was sitting here instead of buried under reports, board meetings, and acquisition proposals. And it's all because of my wife.I glanced at Sienna beside me. She was looking around the stadium with obvious amusement, taking in the excitement of the crowd. When she noticed me staring, she smiled."What?"I shook my head."Nothing."Her eyes narrowed suspiciously."You're thinking something."I laughed."I'm always thinking something."She bumped her shoulder lightly against mine.A week ago, she surprised me with the tickets. I'd come home after a particularly exhausting day only for her to place an envelope in front

Sienna's POVTWO YEARS LATER"Ethan, sweetheart, don't put that in your mouth."My son immediately looked at me then slowly removed the toy car from his mouth.I nodded approvingly."Good choice."He grinned, the exact same grin his father has. And just like that, my heart melted for the millionth time.Ethan Donald Macmillan.The absolute love of my life. Well...one of them actually.His tiny curls were dark brown like mine but everything else about him screamed Eric Macmillan. The blue eyes, smile, stubbornness, charm, and confidence. Even his little dramatic sighs were identical to Eric's.Sometimes I genuinely felt like I gave birth to a miniature version of my husband. Not that I minded anyway, I love them both more than words could ever explain.Ethan looked up from his toys."Mama.""Yes?""Daddy football?"I smiled.The boy was obsessed, completely obsessed with football. Mostly because Eric has spent the last two years convincing him that football is the greatest invention in

Eric's POVMy wife has been in labor for eight hours and somehow, I was the one who looked like I was about to pass out. For the past eight hours, I've watched Sienna endure pain I couldn't fix and I hated it.The nurses moved around the delivery room adjusting equipment, checking monitors, and preparing for the arrival of our baby.The room smelled faintly of antiseptic and fresh linen. The rhythmic beeping of monitors filled the space while rain tapped softly against the hospital windows.I looked at the digital clock on the wall that showed 9:45 pm. I sat beside Sienna's bed, holding her hand while she was crushing mine with a strong grip. Her entire body became tense and a sharp gasp rushed out of her mouth."Oh God," she whimpered.It was another contraction.I immediately leaned forward. "I'm here," I said softly.She gave me a pointed look."I know you're here."I blinked, confused.Then she pointed at me."You did this to me."The nurse beside us laughed and I tried not to."I

Sienna's POV TWO WEEKS LATER"Jessica Maya Jones."The name echoed through the auditorium, followed by a burst of applause. My heart swelled instantly with pride."There she is!" Mom exclaimed beside me, already halfway to standing from her seat.I laughed softly as Jessica confidently walked across the stage in her graduation gown, her dark brown curls bouncing with every step. She looked so proud of herself, which was completely expected.If there's one thing Jessica excelled at, it's making sure everyone knew when she had accomplished something.The hall erupted into louder cheers when she accepted her diploma. I was certain half of them came from us, especially Mom.I glanced sideways and saw tears gathering in her eyes. For a moment, my chest tightened. Dad should have been here too. He should have been sitting beside her, shouting embarrassingly loud while Jessica rolled her eyes and pretended not to know him.His absence still hurts, even months later. Some losses really learn

Eric's POVI sat still as Julian continued talking.“When I joined Macmillan Holdings six years ago, and later became Head of Strategic Expansion in Emerging Market,” he continued.“I thought maybe people would finally see me differently for the first time in my life,” he added and leaned forward slightly.“I worked for months on an expansion strategy into Southeast Asia.”His voice sharpened slightly.“I barely slept. I researched everything, built projections, carried out risk assessments, and growth structures.”There was small pride in the way he spoke about this.“But when I presented it to the executive board…”His expression darkened again.“They rejected it.”I remember that meeting clearly now that he mentioned it.The board had considered his proposal too aggressive and risky.Julian laughed bitterly.“And then,” he said slowly, “you spoke.”My brows furrowed in confusion.Julian’s gaze was piercing now as he looked directly into my eyes.“You looked me dead in the eye and

Eric's POV FIVE MONTHS LATERThe judge’s final sentence had echoed through every major news outlet in the country. The law finally caught up with Julian and he was sentenced to life imprisonment for assault, financial crimes, gang-related crimes, conspiracy to commit murder, and murder.Hearing the charges listed aloud still felt unreal because despite everything he did, he's still family.His associates were all identified and punished accordingly too. But Derrick Brown—the inmate who murdered Jason in prison—received a lesser sentence after claiming he acted out of fear because Julian threatened to harm his family if he refused to obey. He was sentenced for manslaughter.What disturbed me more was the fact that Julian could orchestrate murder so casually and that people feared him enough to obey.I saw the relief in Sienna’s eyes when news headlines carried details of his sentencing. There was no more fear that Julian would somehow escape the consequences of all his actions.Even M

Melody's POV Blake and I looked at each other, then we both burst out laughing."Your family is wonderful," he said."My family is a menace," I corrected."They love you.""They do. Unfortunately, they have decided that embarrassing me is their preferred way of expressing it."He laughed again, and I found myself smiling at the sound.We walked away from the house, following the familiar path that led towards the woodland behind the eastern gardens. The air was cool and fresh, carrying the earthy scent of damp soil and leaves. Sunlight filtered through the trees, scattering golden patches across the path.I have always loved the Moonwater Trail. It is one of the few places in Shadows Pack where I could sit quietly and enjoy the scenery.Before everything fell apart with Asher, I often came here when I needed time to think. Sometimes I would sit beside the stream and read. Other times, I would simply listen to the water and let my thoughts wander.I didn't realize how much I missed it

Melody's POV THREE HOURS EARLIER I was beginning to suspect that my mother had developed a new hobby; embarrassing me. Because judging by the way she's been smiling at me all morning, she was getting very good at it. It started shortly after breakfast preparations began. Aunt Lucia and her family were getting ready to return to Eclipse Pack, while my mother moved between the kitchen and dining room, making sure everyone of them had eaten enough to survive the journey back home. My father already left for work, leaving me to deal with the women in my family. A dangerous situation, if you ask me. "So…," Aunt Lucia said, drawing out the word as she folded a piece of clothing into her travel bag. "You and Alpha Blake seemed to have had a lovely time last night." I nearly choked on my water. "Excuse me?" She looked at me innocently. "You both spent quite some time outside last night." "He was our guest, Aunt Lucia. I was only being friendly." "Of course." She nodded solemnly. "And

Asher's POV The warrior stopped in front of me, bent forward with his hands braced against his thighs as he struggled to catch his breath."Alpha..." He tried to speak, but his voice broke.I stepped closer."Stand straight and speak clearly," I demanded.He forced himself upright."Two of our warriors were attacked during border patrol, Alpha. They were patrolling the eastern boundary with warriors from Oakwood Pack when a group of rogues ambushed them."My wolf stood up immediately."Where?" I asked."Near the old watchtower, Alpha. Close to the boundary markers.""When did this happen?" Alexander asked. He was standing beside me now."Less than an hour ago. Another patrol found them and raised the alarm.""How many rogues?" I asked."We're not certain. The warriors saw at least four, but they said there may have been more hiding in the trees."My wolf was on edge.Rogues attacking our border patrols was bad enough but attacking a joint patrol involving Oakwood warriors was worse.

Asher’s POVThe following morning, I found Alexander at the Moonstone Pavilion, a secluded spot on the eastern side of the Alpha's quarters where the forest met the training grounds. It was one of the few places on pack territory where I could sit without being interrupted by anyone. The pavilion was built around an enormous ancient oak tree, its thick branches stretched over a circular stone terrace. Wooden benches surrounded a low table carved from dark cedar, and a narrow stream flowed nearby, its gentle murmurs blending with the chirping of birds.The air carried the fresh scent of pine, damp earth, and the faint traces of wolves returning from their morning runs. I have spent countless hours here with Alexander over the years. We used this place to escape our tutors, argue about everything from pack politics to women, and make promises we were too young to understand but these days, our conversations were rarely that simple.Alexander sat on one of the benches, a steaming mug of

Asher’s POV"I was in the room next door when I heard you screaming," Veronica said as she moved closer to my bed."You were calling for your father," she added. Her gaze searched my face, as though she expected me to break down and tell her everything she wanted to know.I clenched my jaw."Why are you sleeping in the Alpha's quarters instead of your father's house?" My tone was sharp.Veronica blinked, apparently caught off guard by the sudden change in subject."Your mother asked me to spend the night here," she saidI exhaled slowly and gently rubbed the back of my neck."Of course she did," I muttered under my breath, "My mother really does have a hand in everything.""What was that?" Veronica asked.I placed the glass back on the bedside table and straightened."You can leave now," I said.Veronica didn't move. Instead, she took another step towards the bed."Asher, you don't have to pretend you're fine."I looked at her."Did you have a nightmare? You were screaming in your sle

Asher's POV The forest was silent and the air was thick, heavy enough to make every breath feel like an effort. Mist crawled between the trees, twisting around their roots like pale fingers searching for something to drag beneath the earth. Above me, the moon hung low in a blood red sky, its light staining the forest floor with an ominous glow.I stood in the middle of the clearing, barefoot and dressed in nothing but the black trousers I usually wore when shifting. My chest rose and fell with each breath I took as I turned slowly, searching the darkness. I could feel something or someone watching me.My wolf stirred beneath my skin, restless and agitated, his instincts screaming at me to leave. But my feet remained rooted to the ground, as though an invisible force held me in place."Hello?" I spoke into the darkness. My voice sounded strange in the silence.There was no answer.I frowned and took a step forward."Who's there?" I asked.A branch snapped somewhere behind me and I imm