تسجيل الدخولOwen’s face darkened, and I could see the conflict brewing in his chest, muttering. “Redhead…”It was like a boiling pot on the verge of overflowing.“Shut up, Theo,” he spat, his voice cracking with frustration. “You’re full of it. You think I’m going to let you anywhere near Abigail again? I’ll—”
TheoThe woods crackled around me as I sprinted through, paws slipping on mud and rotting leaves, the air thick with pine and damp earth. My legs burned, muscles aching, but I couldn’t slow down. Couldn’t afford to.I knew I was being hunted. Heard the howls—Alexander’s guard wolves, technically—clo
“Crap…” I muttered under my breath. “What a pain…”The situation had just gone from bad to worse.Mark didn’t look happy to be here. His eyes darted around, still wide with confusion, his lips parted slightly as though he was trying to piece together where exactly he had ended up. But it wasn’t just
TheoThe cell door creaked open, its rusty hinges groaning like the bones of an old man.My body screamed in protest as I pushed myself to my feet, every muscle aching, every bruise a reminder of the last few days. The cold air hit my face as the guards dragged me out, their laughter ringing in my e
The room went completely still. Mom’s voice barely heard as she whispered, “Abigail…”My heart stopped. My blood ran cold. I could feel my face going pale, my breath catching in my throat. He hadn’t just said that. He couldn’t have.I pushed back from the table, fury flooding my chest. “Yeah, I’ve b
AbigailDinner was a war zone of silence.The only sounds were the clinking of cutlery against plates, the occasional scrape of a chair being pushed back. And with every passing second, the tension in the room grew, like a pressure cooker about to blow its lid.Owen and I sat at opposite ends of the
Lauren's POV I stood frozen in the doorway, my arms still awkwardly wrapped around Alexander as he leaned against me. His weight pressed into me, heavy and unyielding, a stark reminder of just how much trouble he was. Alright. I can’t call anyone. Someone smashed my phone. My blood began to bo
Lauren's POV I didn’t expect him. Not tonight, not like this. Alexander. I hadn’t seen him like this, drunk and desperate, in… well, ever. His dark hair was messy, falling just enough to frame his sharp jawline, and his face was tense, the familiar brooding look I once loved now mixed with som
It had been weeks since everything changed. Since I reluctantly let Alexander back in, our deal, my patients. Even after everything that happened, he still, without fail, left my mind scrambled. Heating up the hot cocoa on the stove, I watched the water bubble as I stirred the sweet smelling drink
Alexander's POV I stared at the letter for what felt like hours, though I knew it had only been minutes. The paper was stiff in my hands, the bold text glaring back at me: DNA test results: Owen is biologically related to Sophia. It didn’t make sense. Yet it did. This was the truth I’d always kn







