Nobela ni Jessica Sage

It’s been three days since Nicole regained consciousness for a brief moment, only to slip back into unconsciousness. And every single minute, I’ve stayed by her side, whispering in her ear how much I miss her, hoping that one day she’ll wake up and gift me with that beautiful smile of hers again. The doctors say her body is healing, but it’s her spirit I’m worried about. Nicole has always been strong, but this—this is different. She’s not just fighting for her life; she’s fighting against the weight of everything she’s lost. Alaric, however, hasn’t spent much time by her side. I’ve noticed his absence more than I care to admit. He’s been keeping himself busy, avoiding the room as though the very sight of her fragile state is too much for him to bear. Or maybe, just maybe, he’s up to something. I couldn’t help but wonder what was keeping him so distracted from our mate—our little mate. His absence wasn’t like him, not when it came to Nicole. It was almost as if he were tending t

Derek's POV “She thought she had died. She thinks she is dead,” I said, glancing at Alaric as we both stood outside the room. Alaric nodded, unable to meet my gaze. “Yes, my little pup…” His voice cracked slightly, betraying the pain he was trying so hard to suppress. I walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. “I’m sorry for what happened, man. I really am.” He didn’t respond immediately, but I could see the storm raging behind his eyes. I knew I shouldn’t have lost control when she opened her eyes. I shouldn’t have let my emotions take over. But I couldn’t help it—what I had been yearning for had finally happened, right in front of me. “It’s okay. I understand,” he said simply, his voice tight as though he was wrestling with some inner demon. “We both want the best for her,” I said, taking a seat on the bench outside the room where the doctors had asked us to wait. Alaric hesitated for a moment before joining me. The silence between us was heavy and filled with un

Alaric’s POV I stood in the corner of the room, my chest tight and heavy as I watched Derek hold her hand while she lay unconscious. It hurt—hurt to see my girl like this, so broken and almost lifeless. Derek held her hand as he caressed her fragile arm. “I need you, Nicole. I need you!” he told her. I hit the wall as I battled with my own turmoil. I needed her too—we all did. I needed her to wake up. She was my mate, after all. My one true mate. “Nicole! Baby!” I could hear Derek scream her name in anxiety. I turned to see what was going on, and my eyes finally landed on those pretty, half-closed eyes. Oh, how I had longed to see those beautiful eyes of hers. She was awake. It felt unreal—it felt like a dream. I ran towards her, but all I could see was confusion. Confusion clouded her pale face, and I doubted her inner mind was truly here. Her eyes fluttered open, and confusion was etched across her pale face. I felt something twist deep inside me. Relief? Guilt? Both, maybe.

Nicole's POV Am I awake? No, I am dead. I must be dead! There was no way I could be awake. I mustn't have been rescued. It felt like I was dead. Everything was still, silent, and surreal. My body didn’t feel like mine—it just didn’t. It felt heavy, cold, and unresponsive. I lifted my body, ready to move. There were so many things I had to do. While I was dead, I needed to find my parents. I needed to see their faces at least one more time—to kiss my mother and whisper how much I miss her. I remember her laughter, her smile, her face, her pretty face. If this was the end, at least I would appreciate a more palatable one. But why did I feel so safe? Why did the air feel different? Was I rescued? There was no way I could have been. There was no way Alaric would come back looking for me—not to mention Derek. He had shed me and dumped me. I was a fool, a victim to his pawns. The sharp scent of antiseptic hit my nostrils first, then the faint hum of something mechanical. Was that in th

“Nicole, are you awake?” I asked an already obvious question as I leaned over to her side in panic. “Hey baby, you’re okay! Thank God you're awake!” I uttered as her eyes moved from hers to mine. God! How I have longed to see those pretty eyes of hers. “Nicole, can you hear me?” Alaric asked in a trembling voice. But she didn't move; her gaze was still fixed on me. She looked so confused and disoriented. I turned to Alaric, “Get the doctor!” He nodded before dashing off to the room. “Nicole, baby! You’re okay. You’re safe," I said as I ran my hand through her pretty brunette hair. “You’re with us now, baby.” But I didn’t get any response or attempt at a reply from her—not even a nod. Before I could say anything, I felt a trail of tears slide down my cheeks. How long I had missed her, her beautiful eyes, her anger at me, her touch, her flair—everything. I sniffed as I tried my best to conceal it. Immediately, the doctor opened the door and walked in. “King Derek, ple

Soon enough, the nurses arranged the bed on both sides, making it easier for us to stay close to Nicole.I climbed onto the bed slowly, wrapping an arm around her from the side. I didn’t bother to look at Alaric, who was seething behind me.He let out a low growl as soon as I placed my hand over Nicole’s and pulled her closer.She was cold—so cold.Alaric climbed onto the bed, moving closer to her. His hand rested on the other side of her frail body.His growl deepened as he adjusted his position, his intense gaze locked onto mine. The tension between us was suffocating.“Don’t,” I warned with, my voice steady and firm.He ignored me, his hand trembled slightly as he touched Nicole’s other arm. His jaw tightened, barely containing his emotions.“Nicole...” I whispered, my voice cracking as I leaned in closer. Her fragile, lifeless body felt like it could slip away at any moment.“Stop pretending you care more than I do,” Alaric snapped, his voice low but sharp. His red-rimmed eyes gla

Hailey’s pov. I had locked myself up for 24 hours, unable to eat or sleep; I just kept staring at the window. The nerve of Adrian to think he could order me around as he wished. How dare him? He had rejected me, and now because of Elena, he wants me to kidnap Elena’s children for him? Who does he think he is? I exhaled. I was going to tell her the truth by fire, by force. I was going to inform my friend of this stupid, deadass plan. I quickly slipped into a comfortable gown, and within a few minutes, I was out of the house. I had heard rumors that they had moved into Dominic’s quarters because it was safer. Apparently, security had been tightened after Adrian’s escape: armed guards, restricted access, surveillance everywhere. Good. That meant they were protected. As soon as I got there, I froze. The place looked like a fortress. Two armed guards stood by the gate. Another patrol vehicle was parked by the side. My heart thudded in my chest, but I forced myself forward. “I’m

Elena’s POV. “Mummy, can I have some pancakes, please?” Lisa's sweet voice pulled me right back. I blinked, then smiled widely. “Of course, baby,” I said softly, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. She grinned, and her eyes lit up instantly. “Mummy! Me too,” Liam said as he stretched his arms, ready to collect the plate of food. I laughed softly. “Sit properly first.” He quickly adjusted himself, sitting straighter, like he was in school. Satisfied, I placed the plate in front of Lisa before serving Liam next. Liam didn’t even wait to hear Logan grunt before he passed the plate to him to take out as much as he wanted. “Hey! That’s too much!” Lisa complained immediately, seeing her brother scoop. Logan froze mid-scoop. “No, it’s not.” “It’s okay, Lisa, let’s share,” Liam said quickly, trying to sound like the mature one. Logan frowned. “I am sharing.” I pressed my lips together, fighting a smile. “Alright, that’s enough. Everyone will get the same.” I reached fo

I had just finished having breakfast a few minutes ago. My father’s health wasn't getting any better, and this had me so much on my toes. I stared outside the window. Rain was falling so heavily I couldn't even see the gates clearly. Everywhere felt blurry, just like my thoughts. But I didn’t care. I just needed to get out of the house, to sit at a place where I could feel the cold breeze on my cheeks. I soon dressed up, wore my coat, and in a matter of minutes, I was out of the pack with my umbrella on. I got into the car that was parked outside waiting for me. The driver drove me to a restaurant outside the pack. I just needed to feel an entirely different environment, something away from the pack that felt like a cage. As soon as I got to the restaurant, I sat at a corner, ordered a cup of coffee, and opened my laptop. I needed to check and reply to my mails. I had barely finished reading them when I felt a shadow approach me and loom over me. I looked up to see an unfamili

Adrian’s POV.It’s been a week since Dominic confronted me, a week since he had me locked up in jail, and a week since I escaped and ran.I heaved a heavy sigh.Overnight, I had lost everything. How had that been possible? I stared at the noodles I was eating, which had already gotten cold by now.Pathetic.That was what I had become.From power to hiding in a filthy apartment on the outskirts of the city. The silence here was different and cold.Dominic. My jaw tightened at the thought of him. How pathetic I had been to think that he would hesitate to lock me in jail.How pathetic of me to think that Elena wouldn’t leave me without blinking an eye.My thoughts moved to the children and Elena. By this time, we would be having rice for dinner together like a family.I swallowed hard. My mind flashed to several years ago. I had conspired to murder the late Alpha, not only because of my personal reasons but also because of Elena.I have always wanted her to be mine, but she never looked

I exhaled as I watched Dominic leave. I was alone with the children now, and they needed me. I took my bath, and in a matter of minutes, I was clad in a comfortable pink cloth. I needed to go to them, to see how they were doing. I headed to their quarters, and as I stepped into the short corridor that connected to the children’s wing, I began to hear their fights in the room. They sounded so innocent, unaware of what was going on. I moved in closer to their high-pitched giggles. "Give it back!" “No way! I had it first!” Liam shot back, laughing so hard the words wobbled. I paused just outside the doorway. My hand rested on the frame as I listened to the sounds before I showed myself. Through the crack, I could see Liam darting around the rug. Logan was right behind him. Lisa sat on the table as she played with her doll, watching her brothers fighting over a toy. A small smile tugged at the corner of my lips as I kept watching them for a few seconds before I finally pulled the

After listening to the women gossip the previous day, I had decided to take it upon myself to find Elena and ask her what was really going on. I am her friend. Her oldest, closest friend. If something had shifted in her life, something big enough to make the entire pack whisper, she would tell me. She always has. There’s no reason for her to lie to me. Not after everything we’ve been through together. I freshened up quickly, threw on something simple but put-together. Then I stopped by the little florist stall near the pack entrance and picked up her favorite flowers: white lilies mixed with pale pink roses. Nothing flashy. Just… her. I planted my usual smile on my face and headed straight for the Alpha’s quarters. Yes, the Alpha’s quarters. Since she was now Dominic's guest, she would definitely be at the Alpha’s quarters. As soon as I got to the Alpha’s quarters, Elena's unmistakable scent hit my nostrils. She was definitely in there. The pack's guards didn’t bother to stop me