AMY'S POV I run out of her room amid her faint shouts for me to come back, but I couldn't stop running because my legs wouldn't stop taking me far away from where my life just disappeared right before my eyes. Where I had just found out that my whole life had been a lie. When I entered the elevator, I couldn't look at my own face in the reflective surface. I was afraid that the tears would fall before I could get to a place where I could compose myself. Luckily, I made it out of the elevator, but it was a different situation down on the ground floor. An overhead speaker was dispatching doctors to my mother's room. It was a code red. I got out of the way to make way for the doctors, but in my mind, I knew they would be unable to save her. I bet it was with her last breath that she asked for forgiveness and shattered my childhood, as fucked up as it was, as I knew it. She was gone, I could tell, and I wished that I could say it didn't affect me in the least. I couldn't exactly put
AMY'S POV A year later, life was still going great with my husband and child. Mavin had seamlessly blended into our lives, and I couldn't be happier. My work at the council was fulfilling. While it wasn't where I thought I would be, it was still on the line. The whole motivation behind me becoming a doctor was so I could help women and young children. The decisions I influenced at the council did just that. Grace, too, had returned to the mansion just six months ago after the exile her dear brother imposed on her, and things were as peaceful as they could get. She was passive-aggressive to me but she tolerated Mavin at her best. We both ignored her. Generally, life was good. Until one day, I just dropped Mavin at school and was contemplating what I would do with my day since there was no council and my best friend was not in town, when my phone rang. It was an unknown contact, so I was immediately wary of it. "Hello." "Is this Amy Landon?" The use of my maiden name was an
LIAM'S POV It wasn't long before Amy, Mavin and I fell into a routine. A week after he started to live with us, I took him to the court, and I had every name on his document changed legally. I also included myself as his biological father. Unsurprisingly, there weren't many documents to change, which only made it easier. Reid, however, was tasked with erasing any of the digital footprint, however little he had while he was with his mother. As of now, there is no record of his life before Mavin Arlington. I wanted to make sure there was no issue about his familial ties in the future. After we sorted it all out in court, we went to the council, where he also got recognized and put in the family tree as my son. I pulled a lot of strings to make sure that this information was hidden in plain sight. Indirectly, I had sealed his fate to become the next Alpha after me, but I didn't want to put him in harm's way, hence the name blocking. So he became Mavin Arlington both in the human w
AMY'S POV Looking back to last year when I was scared and anxious of what the new year would bring about, I realized that I had no reason to be scared at all. Most of my fears were rooted in the unknown. Not knowing what the future held was scary, but I was now satisfied with the knowledge that no matter what the future brought. January turned out to be a month that I didn't expect. I started to frequent the council meetings and became a regular to the point that my absence was now noticeable and my opinion was now valued in reaching a decision. Just shortly before the year ended, my vote swayed a council that absolved a Luna of her position without consequences. Her husband was abusive. It wasn't fair to her that she should be shackled to him. Most importantly, I found out that my husband had a child, and now, I am a stepmother to the most amazing six-year-old boy, Mavin. Before I met him, I thought he would be the cause of a possible rift between Liam and me. The day I met him
LIAM'S POV "There's new information." Reid said to me the second day after I was absolutely sure that Mavin was mine. "Talk to me." "In her report, it said she had or has a drug problem." "Yeah." "It isn't true." He sighed and sat down. "I dug deeper and found a boyfriend of hers. It seems serious between them. Anyway, he's the one with a drug problem, so she picked up gambling to help him pay. Anyway, he dumped her a few weeks ago and ran off with her last win." "I knew she had intentions. Well, that makes it easier then. We know she needs money." But not quite long after, I received a call from my lawyer stating she's refusing any amount I'm offering to her. "What do you mean she's refusing?" I ask in confusion at the news I just heard. I decided I would wait for about a week before telling Lena about the result, but after three days, I realized that prolonging it was only going to drag things out longer than they should be. So, I got in contact with my lawyer and had hi
AMY'S POV Honestly, I saw this coming. I thought I would feel the smallest bit of resentment towards the boy, but I found out that I didn't. Not at all. This wasn't the boy's fault at all. He was just six years old, and he was lucky to have his father choose him after he suddenly popped up in his life. "Baby, you're not saying anything." Liam gently prodded, and it was then that I remembered that I hadn't replied to him, lost in my own world. "Oh, sorry." "What do you say to a stepson? I promise he's adorable." "Just like his daddy?" I teased, and his nose wrinkled up. "Baby, there's nothing cute about all these muscles." "Alright, Liam. Whatever floats your boat." "You're terrible." He shook his head before he sobered up. "Seriously, are you okay with this? I need you to be okay with this." "More than okay. Honestly, I would be more concerned if you were being nonchalant about a whole son. I know how particular men are about having an heir." "I know, but it truly does