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JuneThe footsteps grow louder.Each step crunches against leaves and small stones outside the cave, echoing faintly through the opening. The sound sends a sharp wave of alertness through my body.I remain pressed against the stone wall in the darker corner, my eyes locked on the entrance.My breathing slows.Calm.Focused.Because whoever this is… I already know they are not here to help.There is no way Caleb could return this fast. Even if he ran the entire way back with help, it would take longer than this.And if it were Caleb…I would have felt it.Something inside me always reacts to his presence. The same strange pull I felt earlier. The same quiet warmth that follows whenever he is near.Right now I feel none of that.Only danger.My muscles tighten as I prepare myself.Every part of my body coils with readiness.The familiar strength bubbling beneath my skin grows stronger. My wolf stirs eagerly, sensing the threat before it even appears.Then a shadow crosses the cave entra

June“Hey, we have got you.”Caleb keeps both of his hands visible as he slowly approaches the girl. His voice softens in a way I have not heard before, careful and calm.“Will you tell us what happened?”I barely hear the rest of his words.Because my patience level is already gone.I do not care what happened first.I do not want explanations.I do not want the story.All I want is a name.Just one name. Or several.Whoever did this will regret the moment they decided to lay their hands on these girls.The girl looks at Caleb with petrified eyes. Her breathing turns quick and shallow, like she cannot decide if he is a threat or help.Then her gaze shifts to me.Something in her expression softens a little.I step forward and kneel beside her.“Girl, we are here to help you.” I hold her tear filled gaze so she can see the truth in my face. “But we can only do that when you help us.”Her lips tremble.“So first you have to stop crying,” I say gently. “I promise no one will be able to

June“Step only where I step. The ground here is rocky and slippery. The last thing we want is you falling and getting hurt.”Caleb’s voice reaches me as he begins moving down the cliff. The narrow trail curves sharply along the rock, patches of loose gravel scattered across the surface. The wind sweeps up from the valley, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth.He extends his hand behind him without looking back.Waiting for me to take it.For a second I just stare at it.The memory of last night flashes across my mind before I can stop it. The warmth of his mouth against mine. The way everything between us shifted in a single moment.My chest tightens.So instead of reaching forward, I keep my hands to myself.Caleb takes two careful steps before he realizes I am not holding on. He stops and turns around.One eyebrow arches slowly.The look on his face says everything.Before I can say anything, he reaches forward and grabs my hand himself.His fingers wrap firmly around mine.“Y

JuneCaleb believing me is one thing.But what surprises me even more is that Jake and Lucas do not question me either.Not once.They do not ask for proof.They do not laugh at the strange explanation I barely managed to give.They simply accept that if I say something feels wrong, then it might actually be wrong.It leaves me staring at them for a moment longer than I should.What kind of people are they?Most people would have brushed me off without a second thought. They would have asked questions until my uncertainty exposed how little I truly know.But none of them do that.Jake only nods once as if he already expects something unusual to happen.Lucas watches me with a thoughtful look, calm but alert.Caleb stands directly in front of me, his eyes fixed on mine.“Where should we go and check first?” he asks.His voice is calm, direct.Like he already believes there is something to find.Behind him, Jake and Lucas move toward the gate guards, quietly speaking with them while che

JuneAfter that kiss, after the things he said and the things he did not explain, there is no way I can just ignore it and move on like nothing happened.Because it is not nothing.The memory of it keeps returning to me in small flashes when I least expect it. The warmth of his mouth. The way his arms wrapped around me and pulled me against him like I belonged there. The strange pull that rose inside my chest the moment our lips touched.If it had truly been wrong, Caleb would have been dead by now for laying his hands on me.That is simply who I am.I have never tolerated anyone crossing my boundaries. Not once. My instincts are sharp, my temper sharper, and my animal reacts even faster than I do.Anyone else would have paid for that kind of boldness.But Caleb did not.And that alone should tell me something.Weirdly, his touch… that kiss… it never felt wrong.It did not feel forced.It did not feel like an attack.If anything, it felt like something else entirely.Like a connection

June“Motherfucker!”The curse slips through my teeth as a sharp pain shoots through my hand.My finger gets crushed between the metal plates while I am changing the weights on the bar. The plates slam together harder than I expect, trapping my finger between them for a second before I yank my hand back.Pain explodes through my hand.I clutch my finger against my chest immediately, bending forward slightly as the shock of it runs through me.Tears spring into my eyes from the intensity of it. Not the kind that make someone cry loudly. Just that involuntary reaction when pain hits so suddenly that your body cannot stop it.My teeth clamp together as I try to breathe through it.It hurts like hell.I slowly look down at my finger.Blood begins to gather along the skin, slipping down toward my knuckle.“All this because of that son of a bitch,” I mutter under my breath.Caleb.Even saying his name in my head irritates me.I do not understand why I cannot just push him out of my thoughts

Samuel's POV Ten years later. That moment is still fresh in my mind when Ariana left me. How can you forget the moment when your everything was walking away from you? I wanted to beg her not to leave me and just give me one more chance, but something refrained me from doing so. This was the punishment which she had chosen for me. Therefore, even if it was killing me, I decided to accept my punishment. There's a hope in this punishment that when it ends, I will find my eternal happiness. Only I don't know when or if this punishment will ever come to an end. Numerous times, I broke down because the pain of bei

Ariana’s POV “Everyone is not lucky to get a second chance at love in their life, but I am one of those few people lucky people who found true love after losing their trust in love.” Samuel smiles softly, but the sadness in his eyes reveals his true feelings, “I fell in love for the first time it was with a wrong person, but when I found the right person, I was not able to cherish her the way I should have.” “I want to blame the circumstances. I want to blame the world for whatever wrong has happened in my life. But the truth is the only person to blame is me.” He clenches his jaws while he stares at the table, “Only if I had the courage to tell you everything from the beginning, then I would not have made you feel betrayed and hurt. Maybe we would still have been friends. But I was a coward, and now I am paying the price of my mistake.”

Ariana's POV Until now, I never realized how good it feels to take charge of your life. You feel so powerful. Whenever anything went wrong in my life that turned my life upside down, I always tried to put together my life again. Even now, I am doing the same. The only difference is that all the other times, I didn't want to, but I had to. But now, I want to get hold of my life and put together the pieces of my life for myself. I want to be in charge of my own happiness and destiny. I want to do this for myself and Justin. He deserves a sister who is stable in her life, not someone who is an emotional mess. I don't want the impact of my poor choices to reflect on him. So even though I have said many times, I will say it again; I will make ever

Ariana's POV Gathering snacks in my arms, I walk into the living with a wide grin on my face. Justin turns to me, adorning a similar grin, and rushes to help me carry the snacks. "Be careful." Turning around, Justin glances at me then he crawls inside our blanket fort. Rolling my eyes, I smile as I carefully enter Justin's fort. "Next time, we will make an even bigger fort," Justin exclaims and opens the packet of chips. "Which movie shall we watch?" I ask while turning on my laptop and connecting it with the Bluetooth speakers because my laptop speakers volume is not very loud. "The Karate Kid," After thinking for a moment, he replies.

Ariana's POV Max's fingers draw lazy patterns on my arm while keeping his arm wrapped around me. My head is resting on his chest, finding comfort in his strong heartbeat. He is alive, and he will be okay. We both lie in each other arms in silence. However, there is no awkwardness between us, just meaningful silence. Somewhere we both are at a loss for words. Maybe we do not know how to voice these newfound feelings. I feel him pressing a small kiss on the top of my head, which causes me to raise my head from his chest to glance at his face. His throat works as he swallows while blankly staring ahead. A moment later, his gaze flickers to me, and I watch a myriad of emotions passing through his face.

Ariana's POV There are rare moments in my life when I truly feel helpless, where the feeling of being useless dominates all my other emotions. This is one of those rare moments as I sit across Max with a stoic expression, probably because I feel too numb to react. The silence around us is heavy. I can clearly hear the ticking of the clock on the wall behind me. Its ticking reminds me of the ticking of a time bomb, and somewhere it is not far from the truth. Time. Is. Ticking. With each moment passing, I feel my chest constricting. All these feelings were too familiar, the vice-like grip clutching my chest, making each intake of breath difficult than the previous one.

Gianna The entire atmosphere of the clubhouse has shifted. And I was not surprised when almost everyone started preparing for a party, leaving a few of the men to tend to the broken wall. However, Jarek ordered them to stay put at the party and any celebration until all over members recovered and security was reinforced. Although there were slight complaints, they all knew what things should be prioritized. So in record time, all the things are back in order, and now again, the club is preparing to throw a crazy-ass party to welcome twins. An involuntary smile uplifts the corners of my lips as my gaze falls onto my lap. Both of my boys are sleeping, completely unaware of the chaos they were born into. Somewhere I am still having a hard time wrapping my mind around the thought that I am a mother. It feels unreal... almost foreign. However, the love with which my heart is bursting is something unexplainable. The emotions are so intense and overpowering that I can only describe thi

Gianna The gate of the club has been blown off, and some of the members are working on fixing a new gate. The front wall is also partially damaged, as well as the side. There are more people patrolling around the club than I have ever seen, and I have spotted a few wolves as well running around the perimeter. Uncle's men are also here helping the members with repairs and even with security. It feels so different watching all of them working together because they are so much different from each other. Wolves are reckless while they are organized. Wolves follow their instincts, and the others are highly calculative with their every move. They are poles apart, yet they have banded together and worked as a team. And they make an amazing team. Well, if not, then I wouldn't be sitting here alive today. I had asked my uncle to update the club about everything and also help Dad to secure the club because I had a doubt that maybe Maverick had something up under his sleeve, and I didn't wa

Gianna Wrapping my arms around myself, I lean against the car as I watch the dead bodies of rogues coming out of the building. A part of me wishes this wasn't how their life should have ended; some of them might still have some hope of returning back from their madness. Until now, I have forced myself to shut down my emotions so I don't hesitate to do what I need to do. But now, when my barriers are down, there is kind of a hollow feeling seeing so much death around me. I wish there were a way to help them, but then I know when you leave your humanity, then there is nothing left to salvage. There are bodies of humans who turned themselves into this hybrid by introducing werewolves' blood into their system. Honestly, there were the worst, and there was this craziness that surrounded them, and there was no point of return for them. Rogues are born, but these hybrids are mad, and during the full moon, they face severe consequences of their greed. Jarek told me most of these can't eve

GiannaCarefully, walking inside the dimly lit hallway, I look around and notice there are numerous doors aligned to both sides of the hallway.I can hear the desperate pleas of people from behind the doors, but I keep moving forward. As of now, they are safe inside, and I don't know who they are, so it is better that they stay behind the locked doors as of now.My body is aching as everything is catching up to me, but I am pushing myself because this is not the time to focus on these things. I need to help Jarek and end all this once and for all.I am still unable to understand why Maverick did all this and what his motive was behind all this. He seems mentally sick, and there is something unsettling about his personality that gives me the creeps. And the thing which makes him even more creepy is that he behaves so normally, like whatever he has done or is doing is something very normal, nothing out of the ordinary.No matter what, I don't feel an iota of sympathy for him... sick or

Gianna Suddenly, I realize that we are still in the enemy camp, and we aren't out of danger. Where the hell is everyone? They should have been here by now. I just hope the tracker is working fine. After I had searched about injectable microchips, I made Uncle arrange it for me and got the chip implanted in my wrist. Uncle must have alerted the club, so they should have been here by now. "Jarek." Leaning away, I look at him and search around, "Maverick, he is nowhere." He instantly frowns and looks around as if he has also just realized this. Before we can think about it much, the thundering footsteps reach our ears, and they get louder and louder. They must have been alerted that something was not right, or maybe Maverick informed them. Whatever it is, we have no option but to fight them. "Stay close to me all the time." He places a quick kiss on my forehead and helps me get on my feet. He steps away from me and lets his wolf overtake his body. As soon as he transitioned into

Gianna Using the wall as a support, Maverick stands up again, still holding on to the chains tightly. His wounds aren't healing, but still, they don't actually slow him down. Even though he is injured, he still attacks Jarek. Jarek's upper lips roll in inside his mouth as he snarls, bare his sharp canines as he dodges Maverick's attack. From the outside, this looks unmatched fight because Maverick is facing Jarek's powerful wolf, but it isn't. Because Maverick, surprisingly, is stronger than he looks and doesn't look like this is the first time he is fighting a wolf. I am too focused on the fight that I don't see when someone attacks me from the side. I am tackled on the ground, and air knocks out of my lungs. I break my fall when bringing my hands in front of me, yet, my face hits the ground. A sharp hiss leaves my mouth as my cheek splits open. But before I can turn around, I am with something sharp in my side. Tilting slightly, I see Stella holding a knife that is coated i