LOGINXaden:
My gaze was fixed on the ceiling, pondering why my inner wolf had stayed silent since I handed Zina the divorce papers and rejected her. Clearly, he was upset, and I was bothered, too.
I had expected Zina to grasp onto my dress, begging and wailing until her eyes were sore, but she didn't. She only signed and left, as though she'd been expecting it, and It only meant one thing—she was genuinely guilty of what she was accused of. I couldn't bring myself to dwell on that. Deciding to end things with Zina wasn't my choice—it felt like my only option to protect what I'd worked hard for. The thought of that embarrassing video circulating throughout the pack was unbearable.Jerking me out of my thoughts, Trina's cologne filled my nostrils and when I spun around the door, my eyes almost bulged out of its sockets. Her enticing mini gown accentuated every curve, and my gaze lingered on her face,staring into her green orb eyes.
She approached me with a seductive aura, cupping my face gently before leaning in for a kiss. In that moment, I realized she embodied everything I longed for in a woman, and I eagerly looked forward to building a family with her. I smiled and gently pulled her hands off my face, while standing up. She scrunched up her face In disapproval of what I had just done." How did you get that video?" I asked, not that I cared,but just wanted to know if I could visit whatever club she worked at, and catch her red handed.
"What video?" She crossed her arms, and rolled her eyes away from me nonchalantly.
"Really? Don't play games with me, Trina! You know what I'm talking about!" I shouted, and she staggered back in fear before reluctantly speaking up."Uh, my friend in the RedMoon pack sent it to me. She recorded it when she met her, and..." She paused, shaking her head.
"She mentioned seeing her almost every time she visits there,can you imagine?" she said nonchalantly, prompting a disapproving click of my tongue in response.
As soon as the name was mentioned, something struck me – the RedMoon pack?
That's on the east side of the country , and it was a six-hour journey. How could she visit there every night and still wake up every morning to work, and prepare my food?Something didn't add up. Was Trina lying to me?
"What? I told you nothing but the truth," she responded wearily, noticing the intensity of my disapproving gaze.
"Look Xaden, Zina is nothing but a whore, a slut and a liar . It's best you forget her," my wolf, Ray,who had been silent, suddenly whined angrily at her words. It felt like pulling out its claws and tearing her apart, but I suppressed him.
my senses when her soft, tender lips suddenly met mine. Pulling away for a moment, my eyes inadvertently peeped through her cleavage. I knew I was hurting Zina, but I couldn't help it. Trina seemed superior to Zina in every aspect, and I couldn't wait to make Trina my Luna, believing we would rule the pack together and thrive. However, I was wrong. Days turned into weeks, then months and years since I made Trina my Luna to erase Zina from my mind and give me what I had always wanted, a child. Yet, nothing improved, even though she bore me a child. It felt as if Zina had been a sort of a good luck charm for the pack, and since she left, so did the good luck.I felt miserable without her. It was as though she only had the key to my well being, and now that she was gone, I was completely losing my mind. Trina didn't make things easier for me, either, as she was always nagging, complaining and getting on my nerves every fucking time.
We faced constant attacks, plagues, and nothing seemed to get better. Even the pack doctor, whom I believed had cures for everything, couldn't heal those who were constantly sick.Each passing day felt more bitter, and when I tried bringing Zina back to restore the lost luck, she was nowhere to be found. No trace of her or her family.
Of course I went in search of her, and realized A new Alpha took over her father's pack, now called The Crystal pack. For the first time, I was genuinely concerned about her and what could have possibly happened.Tears slowly trickled down my eyes as I stared at my mother's picture on my phone. The genuine smile captured in that image was a stark contrast to her current state. Her smile that shone so brightly, revealing her perfect set of teeth, seemed to have waded off, and was now replaced with a dull one.
"Alpha, Alpha!" I heard James' voice from afar, and I quickly wiped away any trace of my tears off my face.
He bowed and panted incessantly upon standing, prompting me to tell him to take several breaths. He must have run quite a distance. "Beta, what is it?" I asked once his breathing had slowed.Yes, my former Beta, Jared, who was very intelligent and had solutions to almost every problem, also left the pack, once he realized that Zina was gone. I was so stupid to have let Zina slip off my hands.
"Doctor Sean finally acknowledged our letter, and she's decided to treat your mother!" I stood up almost immediately upon hearing James' words. It was genuinely the best news I'd received in a long while. Doctor Sean was renowned as the best doctor in the country, with numerous successes and accomplishments, including rumors that she could possibly raise the dead. We had sent her countless emails and letters seeking help for my mother, who was in a terrible state, but never received a response. Now that she had responded, excitement shot up my body and my once dull face was replaced with a very bright one. "But we have a problem," James said, and I felt my heart skip a beat. "She isn't willing to come to this pack, so she requested we bring her to her pack where her hospital is, in two days' time." "That isn't a problem, James. We'll move in two days, so just get Mum ready because the pack is quite far from here," I said, and he immediately scurried out of the room.I brought out my phone and stared at my mother's picture once again. Finally, she would be getting treated, and I would give up anything for Doctor Sean just to see my mother smile like that again.
POV: ZinaThe kitchen felt quieter than it had moments ago, though the silence was far from comforting. My gaze lingered on the closed door, the echo of Trina's heels against the floor replaying in my mind like a haunting melody. I should have felt victorious—watching her crumble under the weight of my words should've been satisfying. But as I stood there, the adrenaline ebbed, replaced by a hollow exhaustion that pressed on my chest.I sank into the nearest chair, rubbing my temples. The fight had drained me more than I cared to admit.From the corner of my eye, I caught the tea kettle on the stove. The sight of it brought a sliver of comfort, so I busied myself making tea. As the water boiled, the steam curling upward, my thoughts wandered to a time long before Trina and her perfectly curated chaos.---Xaden's laughter echoed through the kitchen, rich and unrestrained. I had been trying to teach him how to make pancakes, and his clumsy attempts had resulted in batter smeared across
POV: ZinaThe knock at the door wasn't surprising; I'd been expecting a delivery. Asher's new schoolbooks had been delayed for days, and I had spent the morning waiting to sign for them. But when I opened the door, my stomach clenched.Standing there, dressed as though she'd stepped out of a fashion magazine, was Trina.And she hasn't changed a bit.For a moment, neither of us spoke. Her sharp cheekbones and meticulously styled hair glistened in the sunlight. Her lips were painted a bright red, her eyes hidden behind oversized sunglasses that she slowly removed, revealing a piercing stare."Zina." Her voice was sugary but laced with badly hidden spite.I leaned against the doorframe, crossing my arms. "Well, well, well, if it isn't the woman who thought stealing my husband was a promotion. I see you have removed the devil's thorns on your head."Her painted lips twitched into a tight smile. "I see you haven't changed.""Neither have you bitch," I shot back. "What do you want from me?"
POV: JaredIt was a quiet morning in the office, the kind where everything felt routine. The hum of my computer filled the room as I worked through an endless string of emails. I liked mornings like this—structured, predictable. But the peace shattered in an instant.The door to my office slammed open so hard it hit the wall. I looked up, startled, as Xaden stormed in like a man on fire. His face was twisted with fury, his eyes sharp and blazing."Jared!" he snapped, his voice loud enough to carry through the entire floor.My assistant, Sarah, appeared behind him, looking flustered and apologetic. "I tried to stop him, Mr. Jared, but he—""It's fine," I interrupted, holding up a hand. "Close the door, Sarah. I'll handle this."She hesitated for a moment, clearly unsure if she should leave me alone with him. I gave her a reassuring nod, and she finally backed out, shutting the door softly behind her.Xaden wasted no time. He strode over to my desk, his movements stiff with anger. He pl
A Mother's Dilemma Zina POV The morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, painting the kitchen with a soft glow. I had barely slept, my mind running circles around the storm Xaden had stirred up. His words from last night haunted me: the anger, the betrayal, and his unspoken promise to not back down.I placed two plates of scrambled eggs and toast on the table, the aroma filling the small kitchen. Asher shuffled in, rubbing his sleepy eyes and dragging his stuffed dinosaur behind him. His messy curls framed his face, and despite my inner turmoil, his presence brought a fragile sense of calm."Morning, Mom," he mumbled, climbing into his chair."Good morning, sweetheart," I replied, trying to sound cheerful. "Did you sleep well?""Uh-huh," he said, already diving into his breakfast. "I'm so hungry!"I chuckled softly, though the sound felt forced. Watching him eat reminded me of how much I had to lose. My appetite remained absent, but I sat across from him, sipping on a glass o
Zina's POVThe knock on the door was sharp and insistent, cutting through the quiet of the night. My chest tightened as I glanced at the clock. Midnight. No one came by this late, especially not unannounced. The heavy silence in the house suddenly felt suffocating.Hesitant, I moved toward the door, each step weighed down by an inexplicable sense of dread. When I opened it, my breath caught. Xaden stood there, his tall frame illuminated by the dim porch light. His face was a storm of fury, his eyes blazing with anger."What are you doing here?" I asked, gripping the door tightly to steady myself."You didn't think I'd find you, did you?" His voice was sharp, cutting through the air like a blade."I don't know what you're talking about," I said quickly, trying to shut the door, but he shoved it open and stepped inside."You don't get to shut me out, Zina," he growled, his voice rising. "Not this time."I glared at him, my heart pounding. "You can't just barge into my life like this. Yo
Zina POVThe water pours down relentlessly, the sound a soothing yet deafening roar around us. Each droplet feels like a whisper against my skin, but it does little to calm the storm raging within me. Jared's arms are wrapped securely around me, his chest rising and falling steadily as if he isn't as affected by this as I am. How could he be so calm when I feel like my world is on the verge of shattering?I press my forehead against his chest, trying to focus on his warmth. It's grounding, comforting even. I should feel safe here, and I do, but there's an undercurrent of fear—fear of what this moment means, fear of what I've just given him, fear of the unknown future."Zina," Jared's deep voice cuts through the quiet chaos in my head. He says my name softly, almost reverently, as if it's the most precious word he's ever spoken. "Look at me."I hesitate for a moment, reluctant to meet his gaze. When I finally tilt my head up, his dark eyes are waiting, filled with something I can't qui







