ELARA
He keeps finding new ways to annoy and frustrate me. Why the hell would he say that out loud in public? Now, it has severely slimmed down my chances of leaving this pack with my children. Everywhere we go, we’ll be recognized as his Luna and children, which will make it easier to find us. It is clear that this is what he wanted to achieve. I hate him. I hate him so much.“Why are you here?” I ask him with a hard frown on my face. “I thought I made it clear that I didn’t want to see you again.”“Yes, you did. But you can’t avoid me forever,” he replies.“Oh, I can, and I will. You might forcefully keep me in this pack, but I am never going to agree to be your Luna,” I growl.A look of hurt flashes across his face. “Elara, why do you keep proving difficult?”“Oh, it is me who is proving difficult? You, who claimed another man’s children, are not proving difficult? When he comes looking for them, what will you say then?” I spit. Why did I even say that?KIERAN I thought those kids were mine because of the grey eyes we share, but now that she has explained how they got the grey eyes, I am shattered beyond measure. I was really hoping that those kids were mine, and all that hope gets washed away, just like that. I am livid—extremely livid—that they are not mine, and also livid that Elara slept with another person other than me. After she tells me that, I immediately mind-link Reid and tell him not to proceed with the DNA testing and to bring them back. Elara has made it clear that they are not mine; seeing that truth on paper would shatter me even more. I don’t want to know the results. “Okay, can I call you back in a minute?” Elara says to Isla, whom she is speaking with on the phone, and ends the call. I don’t know how my beta could be so careless to allow the phone to poke out like that. “What does she want to talk to you about?” I groan as I stare at her. “It’s none of your business,” she says as she turns and strolls to her c
ELARAHe keeps finding new ways to annoy and frustrate me. Why the hell would he say that out loud in public? Now, it has severely slimmed down my chances of leaving this pack with my children. Everywhere we go, we’ll be recognized as his Luna and children, which will make it easier to find us. It is clear that this is what he wanted to achieve. I hate him. I hate him so much.“Why are you here?” I ask him with a hard frown on my face. “I thought I made it clear that I didn’t want to see you again.”“Yes, you did. But you can’t avoid me forever,” he replies.“Oh, I can, and I will. You might forcefully keep me in this pack, but I am never going to agree to be your Luna,” I growl.A look of hurt flashes across his face. “Elara, why do you keep proving difficult?”“Oh, it is me who is proving difficult? You, who claimed another man’s children, are not proving difficult? When he comes looking for them, what will you say then?” I spit. Why did I even say that?
KIERANI meant every word when I said I’d do anything to make it up to her. Not just because keeping her by my side would guarantee me keeping my Alpha status, but because I truly regret rejecting and banishing her without fact-checking the pictures that were sent to me. I should’ve known that they were AI pictures. I should’ve trusted my mate. But I was blinded by rage and did what I now regret doing.Because of what happened years ago, she’s been labelled a traitor, which she is not. Her kids are being insulted in school. I have to protect them, and to do that, I had to let the whole world know that they are not what they think them to be. That’s why I had to claim her as my Luna and the kids as mine, to stop other people from looking down on them. If I hadn’t banished her years ago, this wouldn’t be happening, so I had to right my wrongs. That is the only reason I am giving the media audience. If not, I never answer them.Though I have strong suspicions that the kids
ELARAI turn to look at Reid immediately, my heart beating against my chest. “What happened? Are my kids alright?” I ask quickly as I approach him. “They’re fine. Adrien just got into a fight with his classmate,” he sighs. “What?!” I exclaim in shock. It has to be a misunderstanding. My boy is so sweet that it is unbelievable he got into a fight with his classmate. I turn to look at Kieran. “We have to go. Now.” “Stay here. I’ll settle it,” he says as he begins to walk away. “No. I am going with you,” I say as I quickly follow him. “I said stay. I’ll handle it,” he groans. “He is my son. So, do not ask me to stay back. I am going with you. Period,” I groan out. I am not even going to back down. He shakes his head and sighs. Without another word, he continues walking, and I follow him.When we get to the school, we are led to the headmaster’s office. I spot Adrien and Aria sitting on the couch in the office, and I run to them. “Wha
ELARAKieran and I run into the woods and shift to our wolves at the same time. I glance at him. Kai has beautiful brown fur and is so much bigger than Nyla. Nyla used to be even smaller than this when we were at Alpha Jaxon’s pack. But she has now added a little bit of weight, as we now eat better, unlike before when we used to survive off scraps.Without hesitation, Kai comes close to Nyla, smothering his body against hers as they both howl happily. I want to tell Nyla to move away from him, but I stop myself. Kai is not the one who offended us—it is Kieran. So, I’ll just allow them to have their moment together.They begin running together, playing with each other as they go.“This is the best day of my life!” Nyla screams in my head.I chuckle at her. I am just glad that she is happy. They continue running far and wide, circling trees as they go, Nyla’s excitement warming my heart.After a while, Kai suddenly stops. He spins around, growling loudly as if
ELARAA soft kiss touches my neck and I moan softly, enjoying the feeling. That kiss moves up to my cheek and I continue moaning, wanting more of it. Suddenly, it clicks that I am not supposed to be feeling this and I snap my eyes open. I feel a presence behind me and I jump up. Kieran comes into view and a hard frown creases my face. “What were you doing?” I growl. “Sorry.” He scratches the back of his neck, looking guilty. “I couldn’t resist.”He stands up and reaches for a tray on the bedside table.“I made you breakfast,” he says with a smile on his face as he places it on the bed. “What the fuck is going on?” I ask, confused. I look around. “Where are my children?” “School,” he says as he sits on the bed and opens the tray, revealing toast, pancakes, scrambled eggs, and bacon.I raise a questioning brow at him, confused. “Breakfast in bed. It’s still hot. I made it myself,” he says with a smile, terrifying me. Is it poisoned? Is he