Mag-log inHello dear readers!What can I say?Thank you? It feels inadequate.I love you? A little cheeky, yes, but I truly do.And I will miss you.This journey is over, and I am more emotional than words can explain.Thank you for walking this journey with me. I appreciate it more than you know.I would truly appreciate it if you left your reviews for the book.Once again, thank you for being here with us.Be safe and take care.Sending love and virtual hugs. ❤️Can I be a little bold? I hope to see you in my next project.I currently have two ongoing books:1. THIRTY DAYS TO DIVORCE: NOW HE WANTS ME BACK. and,2. PREGNANT FOR MY EX'S BILLIONAIRE UNCLE.I would absolutely love to see you there. Kindly say hi when you arrive.❤️ 💖 ❣️
Two years later. Sabrina. "Slow down!"I laughed breathlessly as two tiny legs ran across the palace garden. "Astar Rhys!" I called out, but my son only giggled harder, his little white shirt already covered in dirt. He looked so much like his father it was unfair. The same dark hair. The same stubborn jaw. The same eyes... And speaking of his father... "Your son is trying to assassinate the royal roses again." Rhys' deep voice came from behind me. Strong arms immediately circled my waist, his familiar warmth pressing against my back. Even after two years, my body still reacted to him the same way, with the same fire, same intensity. "He is your son too," I whispered, leaning into him. "No." Rhys kissed my neck. "He only behaves like that when you are around." He whispered, biting the space where his mate mark claimed. Yes.. We already marked each other. " He is naughty, just like his mother.."He breathed into my neck.. I laughed. That laugh. It still
Sabrina.Pregnant?I froze in place, disbelief framing my tear-stained face.I had missed my periods, close to two months.I thought it was because of the punishment.But pregnant?Ivy had given me a pill!I took it! Swallowed it, even!" I took a pill!" I whispered, hope and doubt lacing my words." Pills fail..."" I found out that you were pregnant after becoming comatose..." She wore a beautiful smile as she explained." I chose to hide it from you because I knew you would make bad choices." She added..." We did everything we could so that the pup could be sustained, and it survived..."" It's close to two months now, one month since you woke up from the coma, and I am surprised you don't know..." She wore a helpless smile as she spoke." Now, I don't want you to think about revenge..."" I want you to live happily, with your mate and your pup..." She added, her voice filled with sorrow, her voice breaking, and then she pulled me into her arms, sharing a deeply sentimental hug...
Sabrina.We kissed for what felt like forever, like two souls having lost contact in another life, then finally reuniting.I locked my hands around his neck, then pulled him closer, kissing him as if it would bring clarity, and it sure did.I had kissed Rhys before...There was no way I would mistake him for someone else...It was not until we were both breathless that we finally pulled apart, and what followed was a round of applause, and yet, I heard nothing.I was deep in thought, trying to piece everything together, the little slips in Theus' character... The way guilt would paint his eyes whenever I looked at him, as if he wanted to confess but lacked the courage to...His protectiveness...His anger flares whenever he noticed that I didn't have my wolf...The seamless connection...The easy understanding... He was not Theus, he was Rhys.And now, faced with that reality, I didn't know how to react...Maybe act like I didn't know he was Rhys?Live the lie that he was selling me..
Sabrina."You look beautiful, my dear..." My grandma whispered, tears clouding her eyes as she looked at me.I was in a white wedding gown, a thin layer of makeup coating my facial features, highlighting my beauty in the best way possible.My lips were painted a subtle pink, highlighting their natural pink hues...My hair fell freely on my back in ocean waves, and as I stared at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't help but get emotional....I was beautiful... I looked beautiful, and I felt beautiful.Ideally, my union with Theus wasn't supposed to be celebrated, especially since it wasn't forged out of love, but out of desperation, especially from my part.The wedding dress was my dream gown, and the mood felt right, and that was the problem...It should have felt wrong, since I was marrying someone I wasn't in love with, and yet, it felt so right that calling it wrong felt like a crime...Then there was the part where I hadn't been able to sleep the night before because of excite
Rhys."Old Jake!" she called out before she threw her pen and notebook at my uncle."You block of wood! Learn from your nephew." And with that, she stormed out.Everything had happened too fast that, for a moment, no one seemed to react.And when he finally came back to his senses, Uncle Jake shot me a confused look, seemingly wronged, even.He didn't seem to know what had gone wrong.And looking at him, I massaged my temples in frustration!With a character like his, it was even unfair to call him a block of ice... He was simply romantically blind.No wonder he had managed to stay single for forty years! Yes!Did he even know that girls loved flowers? Did he even know that they loved chocolates?Did he know that they liked being kissed under starry nights?Thinking about it, I caught myself shaking my head in denial."Uncle Jake?" I called him, snapping him out of his haze."Did you plan all this?" I asked, doubt clouding my voice. How could such an unromantic person plan something s
Sabrina. For the first time, Rhys and I didn't argue. We moved in sync, side by side, daggers swinging, claws elongated and canines bared as we defended our pack. The attack was abrupt, out of the blue, and we were caught unprepared. If I could remember correctly, pack attacks used to be ra
Sabrina. Foreign calmness surrounded me, punctuated by deep silence, save for the gentle hums of our hearts. It was my Mom and me. She was in her study, meticulously polishing her jewellery pieces while I sat on the side couch, silently watching her. Occasionally, she would flash a smile my
Sabrina. Everything happened so quickly that for a brief moment, I couldn't react. In just about a heartbeat, I was pushed to the side, bruised, in pain, but somehow the pain didn't register. Then a wave of panic washed over me as I stared at Rhys. A raw growl escaped from his clenche
Sabrina. Thick tension stretched heavily around us, and as I sat on the cold bench, my frame trembled, from both fear and frustration. Fear of losing him. And the frustration of knowing I cared. Yes. I hated him, but I didn't know how deeply I cared about him until he took the dagger for







