MasukAshley stopped in her tracks.Her heartbeat kicked up fast. A thought flashed through her mind, bold and impossible, but she didn’t dare lock onto it yet.Then the cabin door opened.Hebert stood there.He was wearing a dark blue shirt. His hair had been combed properly, and his beard was trimmed ne
"Well, that’s it," Ashley said, looking at the crowd smashing their phone buttons like crazy. "My daughter is way more popular than I am."Winona laughed. "That’s something worth being happy about."An hour later, that photo of Hathaway sticking out her tongue got posted in Silvermoon Pack’s private
Ashley's POVThe day I was discharged, I didn’t tell the driver to head back to Bloodmoon Pack."Take me to Silvermoon Pack," I said.The driver glanced at me through the rearview mirror, didn’t ask a single question, and quietly turned the car around.Hathaway was fast asleep in her baby carrier. H
"What did the doctor say? Your health—""Very good. Both babies are doing great too. It's just that I'm a lot more limited than most pregnant women. Bending down and stuff isn't easy." She tipped her chin toward the book on the floor. "You saw that just now."I stood up at once."I'll arrange a car.
Brian’s POVHathaway gave a tiny little burp in Ashley’s arms and let out a soft snuffle through her nose. Ashley lowered her head to look at her, the corner of her mouth twitching a little. Hebert reached out and lightly touched Hathaway’s cheek with his index finger. The little thing actually tilt
She didn’t have much strength, but that small grip hit him so hard it felt like his whole body was sinking.If he hadn’t been such a jerk before.If he hadn’t broken Ashley’s heart. If he hadn’t been so stupid, so weak, so full of himself—They should have been a family. Him, her, and this child. Th
My fingertips slid across the cold screen of my phone.The painting Brian sent me—it was nothing more than a disgusting copy.The original piece? My artwork from three years ago, one I'd never shown anyone. A piece born from heartbreak. I have no clue how Silvia found out about it, but the painting
Ashley's POVSilvia faked her health issues to play the victim.And the idiotic, arrogant Alpha—my ex-husband—willingly became her sharpest weapon, discarding me without hesitation.My stomach churned violently, but this time, it wasn't because of pregnancy. No, it was pure, uncontrollable disgust.
Ashley's POVAfter leaving the Alpha Manor, I headed straight to my apartment—the one I'd bought before marrying Brian. Brian knew about the place but had never set foot in it.There were no gardens here, no crystal chandeliers, and no swarms of servants. Just two simple rooms, a living area, and a
Silvia's POVAshley was gone.I stared at Brian, his hand pressing against his bloodied lips.My heart pounded like a drum in my chest. Yeah, I heard everything. Every word they said. I know Brian kissed her. Forced himself on her.And I can't help wondering—if I hadn't made myself out to be someone







