WHEN AN ALPHA CRIES MILES’ POV The rain poured in relentless sheets, pounding against the windshield like it was trying to drown out the chaos in my head. I barely noticed. My grip on the steering wheel was so tight my knuckles had turned bone-white, and my jaw was clenched like a vice. The incessant ringing of my phone on the dashboard was another thing I ignored. Whoever it was could wait or better yet, stop calling. My mind was too consumed, too numb to care. Tears blurred my vision, spilling freely down my cheeks. I didn’t bother wiping them away. What was the point? I couldn’t think. Every attempt at a coherent thought splintered into a thousand pieces, leaving only the raw ache in my chest. The car sped through the rain, splashing water in wide arcs as I turned into my parents’ compound. The thunder growled overhead, and it matched the storm raging inside me. The headlights dimmed, and I saw my mother standing at the door. She must have been watching for me. The mome
CONFESSIONS ROXY’S POV An hour ago... The nurse entered with a clipboard in hand, her face was calm as she checked my vitals. I smiled politely as she went about her work. Things were finally falling into place. After this hospital stint, Miles would have no choice but to take me into his home. I would play my cards just right, subtle, vulnerable, irresistible. He would have to love me. He just needed time to see that I was the one he truly belonged with. “You’re healing fast, Miss Chapman,” the nurse said, her tone almost impressed. “Quite impressive, really. If you keep this up, you’ll be discharged sooner than expected.” “Well, I guess I’m lucky it wasn’t too deep,” I replied with a nonchalant shrug. The nurse smiled. “Yes, it was just a surface wound. Whoever did this must have been in a hurry, especially since you called Alpha Miles so quickly.” I nodded with another smile, but inside, I scoffed. She didn’t need to know the intricacies of my plans. As the nurse packed up
CAUGHT AND FURIOUS MILES’ POV Roxy jumped off her bed the moment I walked into the room. Her face was soaked with tears, and had I not known who she really was, I would have fallen for her drama. But now that I knew, I saw the tears for what they really were: crocodile tears. “Oh, Miles!” she sobbed, rushing toward me. Before I could react, her arms snaked around me, and she pressed her head against my chest. “Thank the goddess you’re here. I was so scared. I’ve never been threatened like this in my life!” I stood rigid, refusing to return her embrace. My hands stayed by my sides, clenched tightly. The only thing stopping me from strangling her at that moment was the sheer force of my restraint. I was really, really putting a lid on my fury. “Let me see the messages,” I said with cold detachment. She sniffled and pulled back, looking very vulnerable. Wiping her cheeks with the back of her hand, she hurried to her bed and picked up her phone. She handed it to me with trembling fin
LOVE STORIES MILES’ POV “I didn’t just hurt Rhea,” I said, staring blankly at the amber liquid swirling in my glass. My voice was low, almost a whisper. “I was a monster to her.” Evans and Rico sat across from me, their faces mirroring the somber mood that had consumed the room. It had been three days since I confronted Roxy, since I nearly strangled her in a fit of rage. But even now, the ache in my chest refused to dull. A part of me still thought she didn’t deserve to be breathing after what she had done. We had caught the man Roxy hired to stab her, thanks to a nearby CCTV camera that captured him before he donned his hat. The truck driver who had rammed into my car confessed after some… gentle persuasion. It was Roxy who had hired him, all to repay some twisted favor. Both men were now locked in the pack’s holding cells, awaiting trial. Even Roxy’s mother hadn’t escaped justice. Her role in the conspiracy ensured she joined her daughter behind bars. Yet, none of it felt l
REGRET MILES’ POV FLASHBACK CONTINUES The room was dark, the only light was coming from the faint moonbeam filtering through the window. I sat in one corner with a half-empty bottle of whiskey on the table beside me. I saw her figure pause at the door for a moment, and her hand moved toward the switch. Moments later, the bedroom flooded with light, exposing me sitting there, sprawled on the couch like a predator waiting for its prey. Her wide eyes landed on me, and I could see the flicker of shock in them. Slowly, I raised my glass, drained the rest of the wine, and flashed her a grin that felt as sharp as a blade. This was our first night together as a couple, our wedding night, but I was about to make it unforgettable for her. “Wife,” I growled, my voice low and menacing. The word came out like venom, meant to sting. Her fingers fidgeted with the hem of her dress; her gaze fixed on the floor. “Is there anything you want me to do for you?” she asked softly, her voice barely
A NIGHT AT THE BALL RHEA’S POV I stood by the window, staring out into the stormy night. Rain drummed steadily on the roof. Droplets slid down the glass in uneven patterns, illuminated by occasional flashes of lightning streaking across the dark sky. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to ward off the chill creeping into my heart. Memories I thought I had buried began surfacing, one by one. No matter how much I promised myself I wouldn’t cry over Miles anymore, the pain had a way of sneaking in when I least expected it. Tears welled up, stinging my eyes as the storm outside continued. FLASHBACK Miles strode into the ballroom, leaving me trailing behind like a stray dog. My heels were elegant but also merciless and I struggled to keep up with him. This was our first ball as a married couple, and Miles was supposed to introduce me to the other Alphas and high-ranking werewolves as his wife and Luna. But I doubted he would do that. He didn’t even bother to hide his disd
COLD NIGHTS, COLDER HEARTS RHEA’S POV FLASHBACK CONTINUES “What the hell was that?” Miles snapped, turning to face me. His eyes blazed with an intensity that made me shrink back slightly. We were now inside his car after the party, about to go home. He had dismissed his driver, opting to drive himself. He hadn’t been able to reach me after that dance with Alpha Zane because another Alpha had caught his attention as he approached me. Instead, he had carried the anger until after the party. And here we were about to have this dreaded conversation. “What was what?” I asked, trying to keep my voice firm and nonchalant, though I could hear the slight tremor in my words. “You know exactly what I’m talking about,” he growled, his tone low and dangerous. “Dancing with Zane? Letting him put his hands on you?” I frowned, confusion and frustration bubbling to the surface. “Why does it matter to you, Miles? You ignored me all night. You’ve made it abundantly clear you don’t care abo
THE VERDICT MILES’ POV A month later... Elder Aldric Silvermane cleared his throat and scanned the council room. The room fell silent as he began: “Roxy Chapman, you stand before the Wolf Council accused of grave crimes that strike at the heart of pack law and harmony. These crimes are not minor transgressions; they are deliberate and malicious acts that endangered lives, undermined leadership, and tore at the fabric of our society. The charges against you are as follows: identity theft, attempted murder, conspiracy to commit murder, fraudulent manipulation, endangering pack stability, false reporting, and the misuse of pack resources. Each of these charges has been supported by substantial evidence, witness testimony, and your own actions. The Council finds you guilty on all counts. Guilty of stealing Luna Rhea’s identity to advance your ambitions. Guilty of hiring someone to ram into Alpha Miles’ car, an act that could have cost him his life. Guilty of orchestrating a staged
MILES’ POV My boots echoed off the concrete walls, the sharp, deliberate rhythm of my fury. The hallway stank of damp cement, rust, and sweat. A single bulb flickered overhead, throwing shadows across the narrow passage as Evans and Rico flanked me on either side. "Alpha," Evans began cautiously, voice low, "it’s been weeks. Word of Yuri’s disappearance has spread across multiple packs. He's still an Alpha, not a rogue. This could get—" "He acted like a rogue," I snapped without slowing my pace. "He doesn’t get to wear that title in my presence. He ran off with my woman. Hid my son. Lied to my fucking face for years.” Rico sighed beside me. “I’m not defending him, Alpha. I’m just saying—you’ve already won. Sekani loves you. He trusts you. He looks up to you like you put the moon in the sky. What else is there to prove?” I stopped in front of the steel door and turned, my voice quiet but lethal. “What about Rhea, Rico?” Rico and Evans exchanged a look, but I didn’t give them time
Storms Come in White CoatsRHEA'S POVThe morning meeting was supposed to be routine. We had just concluded rounds and gathered in the conference room for the weekly neuro case debrief. A handful of nurses, residents, and specialists sat around the long table. Dr. Mario stood at the head, flipping through the patient files with a clinical detachment that could freeze blood.I sat near the middle, trying not to feel too visible. I had submitted the case summary from the Neuro ICU late last night, working extra hours to ensure everything was accurate. I knew it was thorough. I knew it was clean. Knowing Dr. Mario proved a difficult nut to crack, I had taken my time to go through it. I would never give her any reason to think she was right about me. I had tried to remain as quiet as possible since she resumed.If only horses were wishes.Dr. Mario suddenly snapped the file shut, her eyes scanning the room before settling on me. “Nurse Marston,” she said in a sharp and clear voice. “Is th
A Wrong Kind of ComfortMILES POV I gulped down another shot of whiskey, eyes glassy, staring at nothing. It had been almost a week since I left Crimson Peak and returned to Snowfall, but the ache in my chest hadn’t dulled, not even a little. Rhea’s words still played on a loop in my head, like a song I couldn’t turn off. 'I'm sorry, Miles. I don't. I don't love you anymore.' So this was what it felt like. This must have been what she went through back then, those long nights I told her I didn’t love her. Now I was the one suffocating in it. And yet, somehow, she survived it. She lived through the same agony I was crumbling under. I poured myself another shot. Then another. Sekani would be coming for the weekend soon, and I needed to pull myself together. I couldn’t be a shitty father to my son. But even that thought wasn’t enough to stop me. The bottle in my hand was more familiar than comfort. News about Sekani had spread through the pack like wildfire. My mother, as expect
Not Everyone Gets a Happy Ending RHEA'S POV An uncomfortable silence stretched between us after that confession. Miles still looked stunned, like he hadn’t fully processed it yet. But I kept telling myself not to feel bad. I did the right thing. Not everyone gets a happily ever after. I stared down at my hands, twitching my fingers restlessly. It took only a few moments before he regained control. When he did, his expression hardened, jaw tight, unreadable. Just like I had always known him to be. This was the part of Miles I had married. Business mode. He straightened up as we moved into talking about Sekani’s welfare. He said he would visit on weekends when Sekani wasn’t in school, and that Sekani would spend the full weekend with him. He also mentioned dropping by during the week if his schedule allowed, especially now that his project in Crimson Peak was still running. He said he would be around more often in these early days. I nodded along. I had no issues with that, as long
Fate Don’t Wait MILES' POV Even before full consciousness returned, my chest was already pounding. My wolf stirred first, restless, growling with excitement like it knew something I didn’t. Then came the warmth, a quiet, familiar kind that wrapped around me and soaked into my skin. The soft scent that followed was unmistakably Rhea's. My eyes fluttered open. Confusion hit first. My brows pulled together at the sight of the unfamiliar bedroom ceiling. Where the hell—? Then it all came rushing back. The storm. Sekani. The singing. Her voice. And suddenly, I realized I wasn’t alone. There was a weight on my chest. A soft, delicate kind. I turned slowly and carefully. And every muscle in my body locked up when I saw her. Rhea was lying against me. Her head was resting on my chest; her hand draped across me. My damn heart nearly jumped out of my throat. She wasn’t just beside me. She was in my arms. I froze. No sign of Sekani anywhere. How the hell did this happen? Before I cou
A Song for the Broken RHEA'S POV I walked back into my bedroom and climbed into bed, refusing to let my thoughts drift anywhere dangerous. I lay there, my hands folded across my chest, my eyes fixed on the blank ceiling. In my head, I started running through the list of my patients at the hospital, thinking about their recovery processes, anything to keep my mind from wandering to Miles and his presence here. I had been off work for three days now, and tomorrow, I would finally return to face a new head doctor. I was oddly looking forward to meeting Dr. Mario. With my contract at Crimson General ending in six months, I needed to win him over. I needed the recommendation of a sitting head doctor from my previous establishment to be eligible for a license to run an independent clinic of my own. Somewhere between worrying about licenses and picturing what Dr. Mario’s face would look like, I must have drifted off. Because the next thing I heard was Sekani’s small voice, tugging me bac
Drawing Boundaries, Breaking Hearts RHEA'S POV I was still dumbfounded by Miles' words that day. And it had been a long time since anyone left me that speechless. I can’t even explain why my brain stalled. Maybe it was how sudden it all came crashing down on me. Maybe it was the leftover emotions stirred up by his kind gestures: the lunch delivery, the videos of Sekani smiling, the quiet way he was trying to make up for lost time. It was nothing. And I was determined to draw the lines again. We had agreed to co-parent, not drift back into whatever dangerous territory that used to be between us. And we hadn't spoken in days. I only let him pick and drop Sekani off to school, and I made sure I wasn't the one handing Sekani over to him. I have no feelings for him anymore. For crying out loud, I moved on already. And I hoped, for his sake, that he would stop chasing after feelings that would only end up hurting him. Sekani was the only bond left between us. And it needed to stay that
MILES POVWeekend rolled quickly, soon, it was time to take Sekani back to Rhea. I didn't want to part with him. The weekend I spent with h was one of the best weekends of my life.Although I hated to be apart from Sekani...and his mother, I was happy that at least I had bonded with my son. I also got a invitation for dinner from Rhea. She had called me late afternoon after I had that lunch taken to her. She had been very grateful and for the first time since we met again we had a lengthy conversation over the phone.My leg had healed over the weekend, and I didn't need a crutch again. Who wouldn't heal after almost getting everything you wanted? We drove back to Rhea's residence after lunch. When we arrived, Rhea was waiting for us on a porch. She was a casual gown that stopped just above her knees and her now blonde hair flew in the air. Sekani barely waited for the car engine to die before he jumped down, running towards Rhea. I smiled, wore my shades and reached behind to get th
Rhea's POV "Well done, everyone." "Well done, Nurse Marston," some "Well done, Dr. Patel."We greeter each other after the surgery. I stepped out of the surgery room and headed to the dressing room, where I pulled off my scrubs, gloves and cap.My entire body felt like I had been jammed by two trucks. I had not rested since Friday. Well, that was the result of assisting in two major brain-cracking surgery, one of them was a stand in. Thank goodness it was all over. I heaved a breath of relief and washed my face with the water running from the tap. Now, all I needed was to eat, get a massage if possible and take a long required nap.I haven't spoken to Sekani or Miles since yesterday. I wipes my face and hands and started to leave the bathroom. Although I trust Sekani with Miles, I felt bad that I had not spoken to him since yesterday. That's not like me. "Sekani. Oh, my boy. I hope he is getting along with his father already," I muttered. As I walked down