LOGINKyril's POV.
I stared at the divorce papers on my desk. Five years old, but I still kept them in the top drawer. Signed by Aria. Finalized by the courts. But never accepted by my wolf. “You’re brooding again.” My mother’s voice cut through my thoughts. She walked into my office without knocking, like always. I shoved the papers back in the drawer. “What do you want, Mother?” “We need to talk about Sienna.” My jaw clenched. “There’s nothing to talk about.” “She’s been your chosen mate for five years, Kyril. When are you going to actually mark her? Make it official?” “Never.” The word came out harsh. My mother’s eyes flashed with anger. “Excuse me?” I stood up and faced her. “I’m not marking Sienna. I’m not making her my Luna. This arrangement is over.” “You can’t be serious.” “I’ve never been more serious about anything in my life.” My mother moved closer, her voice dropping to something dangerous. “That half-breed has been gone for five years. She’s not coming back. You need to move on.” “Don’t call her that.” My wolf growled inside me, and I felt my eyes flash gold. “Don’t ever call her that again.” “Why are you still defending her? She left you! She ran away in the middle of the night like a coward!” “Because I drove her away!” I slammed my hand on the desk. “I handed her divorce papers the same day I told her Sienna was pregnant. What did you expect her to do? Stay and watch me play happy family with another woman?” “Sienna lost that baby,” my mother said coldly. “There is no child. There’s no reason you can’t be together now.” “There’s every reason.” I moved to the window, looking out at the pack grounds. “I don’t love Sienna. I never did. And she doesn’t love me either. We’re just... going through the motions because you told us to.” “Love isn’t important for Alphas. Duty is. Strength is. Sienna comes from a powerful bloodline—” “And Aria was my mate!” The words exploded out of me. “My true mate. The one the moon goddess chose for me. And I rejected her. I treated her like garbage for three years because I was too stupid and proud to see what was right in front of me.” My mother went very still. “What are you talking about?” “The mate bond. I felt it the day we got married. That pull, that connection. I ignored it. I buried it. I told myself it was just the marriage bond, the forced proximity. But it wasn’t.” I turned to face her. “She was mine, and I threw her away.” “You’re being ridiculous—” “I’ve hired investigators in every major city. I’ve searched for five years. And last month, I finally got a lead.” I pulled out a folder from my desk. “Aria. Owns a business in Silvermoon District. Single mother to five-year-old twins.” I threw the folder on the desk between us. “Twins, Mother. Born exactly nine months after she left. Want to guess who the father is?” My mother’s face went pale. Then red. “You can’t know for sure they’re yours—” “They have my eyes. My hair. Marcus saw the photo. He said they look exactly like I did at that age.” My voice shook with emotion I’d kept buried for years. “I have children. A son and a daughter. And I’ve missed five years of their lives because I was too much of a coward to fight for their mother.” “If she was really your mate, she would have told you about the pregnancy.” “Why would she? I was with Sienna. I was planning to marry Sienna. I made it clear Aria meant nothing to me.” The guilt was crushing. “She probably thought I’d try to take the babies from her. Or that I’d reject them like I rejected her.” “This is insane. You can’t just abandon your responsibilities here to chase after some woman who clearly doesn’t want you—” “Get out.” My voice was quiet but deadly. “Kyril—” “Get. Out. Of. My. Office.” My mother stared at me for a long moment, then turned and left without another word. I sank back into my chair and pulled out the photo Marcus had gotten from his contact in Silvermoon. Aria looked different. Older. Stronger. Her hair was shorter, styled in a way that made her look confident and successful. She was smiling at something off-camera, and that smile hit me like a punch to the gut. I had never seen her smile like that when she lived with me. I had never given her a reason to. The office door opened again. This time it was Sienna. “Your mother just stormed past me looking murderous,” she said, closing the door behind her. “I’m guessing you finally told her?” “Yeah.” I put the photo away. “She knows I’m ending this.” Sienna’s expression hardened. “Ending what, exactly?” “This. Us. Whatever this arrangement is supposed to be.” “Are you out of your mind?” She moved closer, her eyes flashing. “We’ve been together for five years, Kyril. Five years! And you’re just going to throw that away?” “We were never really together, Sienna. You know that.” “I’ve waited for you!” Her voice rose. “I’ve stood by your side. I’ve been patient while you moped over that pathetic hybrid. I’ve done everything right!” “I never asked you to wait—” “Your mother promised me!” Sienna slammed her hands on my desk. “She promised me that if I just gave you time, you’d forget about Aria. That you’d mark me. That I’d be Luna!” “My mother had no right to promise you anything.” “So what? You’re just going to run after her? After she abandoned you? After she kept your children from you for five years?” Sienna laughed bitterly. “She doesn’t want you, Kyril. If she did, she wouldn’t have hidden them.” The words hit harder than I wanted to admit. “That’s my fault, not hers.” “Always defending her!” Sienna’s face twisted with anger. “What does she have that I don’t? I’m stronger. I’m from a better bloodline. I’m not some weak half-breed who ran away at the first sign of trouble!” “Don’t.” My voice dropped to a growl. “Don’t talk about her like that.” “Or what? You’ll throw me out like you threw her out?” Sienna moved around the desk, getting in my face. “I have power in this pack, Kyril. My family has connections. If you humiliate me by casting me aside for her, there will be consequences.” “Are you threatening me?” “I’m promising you.” Her eyes were cold now. “You think you can just find Aria and play happy family? She’s built a life without you. She doesn’t need you anymore. And when you show up trying to claim those children, she’s going to fight you. She’s going to make your life hell.” “Then I’ll deserve it.” “And what about me?” Sienna’s voice cracked slightly. “What about everything I’ve sacrificed? I could have had any Alpha I wanted. But I chose you. I stayed with you even when you were clearly in love with someone else!” “I never asked you to do that. I never promised you anything.” “Your mother did! And you let her! You let me believe that eventually you’d come around!” Tears formed in her eyes, but her expression stayed hard. “If you walk away now, I’ll make sure every Alpha in the region knows what kind of man you are. Weak. Pathetic. Controlled by feelings for a woman who doesn’t want you.” “I don’t care what anyone thinks.” “You should.” She leaned in close. “Because if you pursue this, I’ll go to Silvermoon myself. I’ll find Aria. I’ll tell her exactly what kind of man you really are. I’ll make sure she never takes you back. And when your children are no longer safe… maybe then you’ll understand what it feels like to lose everything.”Aria’s POVSix months had passed since the day the pack council fell to their knees. The chaos of the transition had settled, and for the first time in years, everyone lived in peace. Kyril had ascended back to his position as Alpha, but he was a different leader now. He ruled with a quiet strength, but his focus never shifted from where it truly belonged. Despite his return to power, he still stayed with me in our small house. We were living like parents, sharing the responsibilities of Liam and Luna.It was a strange, delicate balance. We shared meals, we shared laughs, and we shared the heavy lifting of raising two energetic children. But at night, we went to our separate rooms. No matter how hard I wanted to give in sometimes, no matter how much I missed the warmth of his touch, I held back. I needed to be sure. I needed to know that this life we were building was made of stone, not sand.One evening, after the house had gone quiet, I finally put the kids to sleep. I tucked the
Aria’s POVThe moment the news fully reached me—the gravity of what Kyril had done at the pack square—I felt like the floor had been pulled from beneath my feet. I almost died from shock as the realization set in. I had spent the previous night in a dark hole of despair, convinced that his secret return to the pack meant he was reclaiming his old life and discarding ours. I had been so wrong. He hadn't secretly gone back to leave me or the kids. He had gone back to leave everything else for us.He stepped forward and held me tight, his arms wrapping around me like a shield. I could feel the steady thrum of his heart against my own. He had no doubt. He had no second thought. He had chosen us with his everything, casting aside power, wealth, and the respect of his peers as if they were nothing compared to the warmth of our small house."I’m here, Aria," he whispered into my hair. "I’m not going anywhere. I am yours. Only yours."I sobbed into his chest, clutching at his shirt. I had s
Aria’s POVKyril had planned a special outing for us, a day away from the house and the lingering shadows of the past. I spent the early hours getting the kids ready, pulling small sweaters over their heads and making sure their shoes were tied tight. As I was brushing Liam’s hair, he looked up at me with wide, honest eyes. "Mommy, I really love Daddy," he said. There was no hesitation in his voice, just a simple statement of fact. "He makes the best pancakes and he tells the best stories about the big mountains."I felt a small tug at my heart. It was the kind of love I had always wanted them to have, yet hearing it out loud still felt like a major shift in our world. I smiled at him, leaning down to boop his nose. "And what about me? Do you still have room for your Mommy?""We love you most!" Luna screamed from across the room, running over to tackle my waist. Liam joined in, both of them shouting their love until the small bedroom was filled with their laughter.I held them both t
Kyril’s POVWeeks passed, and on the surface, things were getting better. The house had a rhythm now. I knew where the spare blankets were kept, which cereal Liam liked on Tuesday mornings, and how Luna preferred her sandwiches cut into triangles. We were living like a family, but the more I settled into this life, the more I found myself hating the man I used to be. Every time I completed a simple task, like scrubbing a pot or folding a basket of laundry, a heavy weight of guilt settled in my chest.I sat at the kitchen table late one evening, watching Aria lean against the counter. She looked exhausted. Even though she was healing, the years of carrying everything alone had left a mark on her that a few weeks of rest couldn't fix. I started thinking about the sheer scale of what she had done. I imagined how much she must have suffered every single day. She had spent years waking up at dawn, cooking every meal, getting the kids ready for school, and then going to work to provide
Aria’s POVThe morning light was soft as it passed through the bedroom window. I woke up without the pounding pressure of the migraine, though my head still felt a bit heavy. I sat up and saw that the cool washcloth from the night before had fallen onto the pillow. Kyril wasn't in the room, but the scent of him remained.I walked down to the kitchen, moving carefully. Kyril was already there, leaning against the counter with a cup of coffee. He looked up the moment I entered, his eyes scanning my face with intense focus."How are you feeling this morning?" he asked.His voice was low and filled with a concern that was so genuine it made my chest tighten. I could see the sincerity in the way his brow furrowed and the way he stayed still, waiting for my answer. Instead of feeling comforted, I felt a sudden, sharp surge of anger. It was easier to be angry than to deal with the fact that he was actually taking care of me."I'm fine," I said, my voice harsher than I intended. I walked pa
Aria’s POVI spent the rest of the morning thinking about the words Kyril had spoken on the porch. He talked about castles and futures as if they were things he could just whistle into existence. He was always good with sugar-coating his intentions when he wanted something. I had seen him do it with the pack council, and I had seen him do it with me years ago. It was a talent he possessed—making the impossible sound like a simple task.I found him in the kitchen later, cleaning up after our talk. I walked straight up to him, crossing my arms over my chest."You need to stop, Kyril," I said. My voice was steady, but I wanted him to feel the weight of my frustration. "You can’t go around saying things you can’t do. You’re talking about taking us back to a pack that hated me. You’re talking about a castle that was never truly my home. It’s un-alpha-like to make promises that have no foundation in reality."Kyril turned off the faucet and dried his hands on a towel, looking at me with a
Aria's POV It always unsettled me how well werewolves were able to blend into the new and different environment of the Sacred Mountain. Several werewolves moved about the interior space–some in uniform, others in casual clothing. Flashy patrol vehicles rolled past us, their headlights briefly fla
Aria's POV When I woke up again, the office was painted orange and gold. The sun was nearly set. "Aria," Maya said softly, reaching out and shaking my shoulder. "Are you okay?""I'm fine," I said in a voice thick with sleep, already sinking back into the couch. "Aria," Maya began again in a lowe
Aria's POVMy gaze found the eyes of Luna Margot and Sienna again. They weren't speaking or reacting, just watching me. Margot managed to maintain an expression as composed as ever. But Sienna's look of shock was palpable. Her eyes were fixed on me as though she was currently seeing what she didn'
Aria's POV"Stop by the kids' school," I murmured. "I want them home." Maya nodded, turning down a familiar street and taking the turn that led to the school. By the time we got there, the twins were already waiting outside. " It's momma!" Liam cried as he raced to the car, his backpack bouncing







