MILES’ POV “Thank you, Alpha Greenwich. We’ll take that into consideration for the next inter-pack games,” I said into the phone, doing my best to sound polite. My patience for these calls was wearing thin. Evans strolled into my office; a stack of files balanced precariously in his arms. He
“I can’t lose him now, Miles,” she sobbed, clutching my shirt. “He’s still too young to leave me alone.” My throat tightened, guilt pressing down on me like a weight I couldn’t escape. “I’m sorry, Mom,” I muttered, knowing there was nothing else I could say. It felt like the universe had a personal
Two Years Later... RHEA’S POV I hummed softly as Rose helped me set the dining table. Today marked two years of marriage with Miles, and I couldn’t help but feel like a newlywed all over again. The butterflies in my stomach, the care I put into his favorite meal—it was as if we had just exchan
Before I could respond, there was a click. My stomach twisted as I stared at the phone screen in disbelief. “Miles? Miles!” I called out, but it was useless. He had hung up. Again. I inhaled deeply, trying to keep my composure, but my chest burned with frustration. This wasn’t new. This was our rou
RHEA’S POV I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my knuckles turning white as I dialed my mother’s number. My hands shook as I balanced anger, betrayal, and heartbreak. The phone rang twice before her familiar voice floated through the speaker. “Oh, Rhea, dear. Happy anniversary—” "I don’t nee
Roxy rose from her seat. "Rhea, this is not what you think," she said innocently. "We’re just catching up." I laughed bitterly. "Catching up? Is that what they’re calling it these days?" Miles stepped closer; his face tight with frustration. "This isn’t what it looks like." I tilted my head, my t
RHEA’S POV "I want a divorce," Miles said coldly the moment we stepped into our bedroom. The words hit me like a punch to the gut, and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe. "What?" His glare was icy and unrelenting. "You heard me, Rhea. The thread that bound us is gone. We lost the baby, and ther
MILES’ POV “We’re getting a divorce,” I said as I set the food down on the table in front of Roxy, hiding my battered knuckles from her. I had punched the wall several times last night until my hands bled. I had let out my anger the only way I could without causing more chaos. Roxy looked up s
I stepped through the doorway just in time to catch him launching himself into my arms. His curls bounced as he grinned up at me, and I scooped him up easily, my heart swelling the way it always did when he smiled. “Hey, Captain,” I said, ruffling his head. “Miss me?” He nodded eagerly. “Mum said
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,
“No, no. Don’t stop me now. Ree, just say the word and I swear I’ll trip her in the hallway. Just a little oopsie with a spilled coffee. Nothing major. No witnesses. I’ll even throw in a soft landing.”I burst out laughing, covering my face as tears and giggles mixed together.Stella grinned like a
I didn’t wait for her reply. I picked up my files, held my head high, and walked out of that room before she could see the tears burning in my eyes.But one thing was certain; whatever this war was, I wasn’t backing down. I will sure prove her wrong. I have nothing to fear.I hurried down the hallwa
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 t
*** FREYA'S POV Alpha Miles Mondragon. So powerful. So hauntingly handsome. That sculpted body, those commanding eyes. The aura of authority that clung to him like a second skin, he was everything a woman could want and more. From the moment I first laid eyes on him, he took my breath away. But
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 s
I took a slow breath. "Fine. But we’ll explain it to him gradually. One step at a time." Miles nodded curtly. "Of course. No need to rush things." *** I was late. Not terribly, but still not a great first impression on the new Head of Neurology. After everything that happened this morning with Mi
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 dow