LOGINPiperI stepped out of the cab the moment it came to a stop and immediately went around to the trunk. After pulling my bike free, I dug into my pocket and handed the driver a bill without waiting for him to calculate anything.The old man smiled politely and started reaching into his pocket. “Thank you, miss. Let me just get your change—”“No need, sir,” I said quickly, already shaking my head. “I don’t need the change.”He paused, looking a little surprised. “Are you sure? It’s no trouble.”“Really,” I insisted, offering a small smile. “Keep it. Thank you for the ride.”I waved him off before he could argue further and pushed my bike toward the front gate. Taking a cab had been a last-minute decision, but I hadn’t had much of a choice. If I had tried to make the whole trip on my bike, I would have been late, and being late tonight was not an option. Ryan was already here. If I took too long, there was no telling what he might say or how much he might reveal. I had even considered tr
Dominic I could feel a particular stare on me.It was steady, focused, and far too intentional to be accidental, yet I didn’t look up. My eyes remained fixed on the documents spread neatly across my lap, scanning the dense lines of text. Outside, the road stretched dark and empty, the headlights cutting through the night as the vehicle moved.I flipped to the next page, the soft rustle of paper the only sound I made. Still without lifting my gaze, I tilted my head slightly to the side.“Are you going to stare at me through the mirror all night, Theodore?”There was clear amusement in my voice.“I always had a feeling you were into me,” I continued, turning another page. “I just never had solid proof until now. But you’re not even trying to hide it anymore. Do you want me that much, hmm?”I hummed lazily, the sound deep as it rolled through the interior of the car. The temperature seemed to drop by several degrees. Even the driver shifted almost imperceptibly in his seat, his shoulder
PiperThe entire place fell into a heavy silence.No one moved or spoke. Even the wind seemed to quiet for a moment. Hazel, who had been so eager to laugh and flirt only minutes ago, stood completely still with her lips pressed tightly together. She knew better than to open her mouth now. Staying close to powerful men had clearly taught her one important lesson, there were moments when silence was the only safe choice.Every alpha present turned their attention toward my father. I could see it in their eyes: they were waiting for him to lose control. They expected shouting, threats, maybe even a display of temper. Most men in his position would have reacted with anger when someone brought up a hidden bastard child in public. But Alpha Grant did none of those things.He simply looked at the man who had spoken, his expression calm and almost mildly interested. The corner of his mouth lifted in the faintest hint of a smile.“Is that so?” he said, his voice low. “Maybe we should talk abou
PiperMy father looked down at me.For a brief second, surprise flashed across his eyes. Then it vanished, replaced by something far colder. Anger. The kind of anger that looked like it wanted to destroy everything in its path. The sight of me standing there, dressed in the short caddie uniform, seemed to offend him on a personal level.I stared back at him without blinking.He hadn’t changed much. The same sharp features, the same cold, assessing eyes. The same look he had always given me, as if he were staring at an object he wanted to throw away, but still found some residual use for. Something disposable, and inconvenient.My expression didn’t change.I hated him. That was a simple, undeniable fact. Right now, I felt like a wolf who had finally found the one person it wanted to sink its teeth into… but couldn’t. Not yet. Maybe not ever. Still, there was one thing I would never allow, I would never let someone like him take the first bite. I would never let him affect me openly.Th
PiperIt didn’t take long before the cart slowed to a stop. I looked ahead and saw a small group of men dressed in crisp white clothing already seated in chairs, talking among themselves while sipping tea. They looked relaxed and important, the kind of people who never had to wait for anything.The woman turned slightly in her seat and spoke without looking at us.“Call me Sis Hazel in front of those men,” she instructed coldly. “And respect yourself. If you do anything wrong or embarrass me in any way, I will make your life a living hell.”With that, she stepped out of the cart. She paused for a moment in front of the side mirror, carefully adjusting her expression until a perfectly sweet smile settled on her face. Then she started walking toward the group of men, deliberately swaying her hips with every step.Emma rolled her eyes so hard I almost heard it. “Fuck, I hate her so much,” she muttered under her breath. “It’s so obvious she feels threatened by us, especially you. She just
Piper “Piper.”The sound of my name cut through the fog in my head like a sharp blade. I flinched hard, blinking as I looked up and met Emma’s concerned blue eyes. The blonde girl who had been talking to me for the past few minutes was now frowning at me. I realized with a jolt that I hadn’t heard a single word she said. I didn’t even remember when we had properly introduced ourselves. My mind had completely drifted away.Anyone would have spaced out, I told myself, if they suddenly discovered that their mother had once worked in this very place.It wasn’t the job itself that unsettled me. Being a caddie wasn’t something dirty or shameful. If it had been, I never would have applied here in the first place. What shook me was the sudden connection to a past my mother had always kept locked away.She almost never spoke about her life before me. Growing up, we moved from pack to pack so many times that I eventually lost count of how many places I had called home. I didn’t even know which
Piper I don’t even remember how many times I begged the doctor to redo the test. Three times? Four? Maybe more. Each time she sighed and shook her head, apologetic but firm, handing me the same result like a curse written in ink. Positive. Always the same word. By the time I finally walked out
Piper Six weeks later“Congratulations, Miss Piper. You’re six weeks pregnant.”The words echoed in my ears, hollow and distant, like they came from underwater. For a second, I thought I’d misheard her. The white walls of the doctor’s office seemed to tilt slightly, and my hands felt numb in my la
PiperThe summit was being held in one of the alphas’ mansions. It made sense that visiting alphas from other packs would spend the night here, but I’d only arrived a few days ago. I barely knew anything about the pack, except Mrs. Caldrin’s house. After all, my mother had never stayed in one place
PiperI tried to move, but something heavy pressed against my waist, keeping me pinned. I shifted again, frowning when it wouldn’t budge. What the hell?My eyes fluttered open, only to find myself face-to-face with a man.I jerked instinctively, but a sharp pain shot through my body, forcing a stra







