Selena’s POV Hot tears sprang to my eyes, threatening to spill over as I stood outside the hotel, phone clutched in my hand, desperately searching for a nearby, affordable motel to stay in. My daughters tugged at my dress, their voices a muted whine in the thousand thoughts consuming me. All our belongings were scattered on the ground, painful evidence of our terrible situation. We needed a place to stay, and fast. Abruptly, a powerful punch to my stomach snapped me back to reality. I turned to glare at Rose, my frustration exploding. “What’s your problem, young lady?!” She pointed with her chin. I followed her gaze, and my breath hitched in my throat. It was—it was Flynn. He looked different now, dressed immaculately in a black tuxedo, but the worry lines that creased between his brows told another story. He slammed the door of a taxi shut and began walking toward us. “Y-You came back,” I stuttered, the question filled with disbelief and a hint of confusion. “Why?” Withou
Alpha Dominic’s POV I kicked open the door of the jeep, the sound echoing through the crunchy night air as I stepped out, carrying my nephew in my arms. The beautiful moonlight illuminated the packhouse courtyard, making it as bright as day. A small frown touched my face, the weight of what had just happened pressing down on me. As I moved toward the main door, my newly appointed beta, Marcus, came running toward me, his walk clumsy with haste. “Hey, slow down, Marcus; you are not a child,” I snapped, the annoyance simmering beneath my words. He stopped abruptly in front of me, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. “Alpha Dominic, m-my name is not Marcus, it’s Max. I can’t believe you still haven’t memorized my name yet. I am a little hurt.” I brushed off the slip of the tongue, my priorities elsewhere. “Take this child from me and put him in my room. Post some security outside the door; my brother will undoubtedly come for his son and wife, and I plan to be r
Alpha Dominic’s POV A cold sweat broke over my body, the Flynn’s words cycled through my brain like the world’s most horrifying mantra; it felt like there were a thousand bees in my head. I couldn’t move; I couldn’t breathe. My hands trembled as I reached for the documents, snatching them from Flynn's grip. My gaze darted across the official seal, their names inscribed in bold print: Flynn Evan Winters and Selena Valeria Winters. My stomach somersaulted as I noticed a second document changing my daughters' father’s name, officially claiming them as his own. Embers of anger glowed in my stomach, but they were quickly extinguished by the cold pain that settled in my chest. He snatched the documents back, a victorious smirk curving his lips. "Enough! I hope that’s enough proof to convince you. Selena is my wife and not yours, although I have no idea why you would think she was your wife in the first place." My gaze drifted to my daughters, their eyes covered by Selena’s protect
Selena’s POV Alpha Flynn’s strong hands snaked around my throat, cutting off my oxygen supply, and he shoved me backward until my head slammed against the wall. My vision distorted, and I gasped for breath, my hands instinctively clawing at his grip. His face was a mask of rage, his eyes glowing a disturbing yellow, the wolf inside him barely contained. "What didn't you tell me? That you were my brother's ex-wife?!" he thundered, his saliva hitting my face as he leaned in, his anger intense. I choked, desperately trying to speak, but his grip was too tight. Hot tears streamed down my cheeks as I struggled to breathe, fear hitting me in the belly. I had made a mistake, a terrible, life-threatening mistake. "Give me a reason not to kill you right here, right now," he growled, his voice making me shiver. Clutching at his rough hand, I managed to cry, "It…it wasn't my intention. I never knew he was your brother! I didn't even know he had a brother! I just found out about it. The
Selena’s POV Dominic tossed me a suspicious glance, his blue eyes narrowed as if searching for hidden dangers. He reached behind me, and I flinched, my breath catching in my throat as he came closer. I closed my eyes, bracing myself, fearing he would discover Flynn inside. But instead, I felt a tug at my scalp, a sharp pain as strands of hair were pulled free. My eyes snapped open to see Dominic standing over me, his slender fingers tangled in my blonde hair. “This doesn’t suit you,” he commented, his voice low and husky. “I liked the brunette better. Did my brother talk you into this? just so you could look like his type?” I met his gaze, my expression hardening, determined not to let him see the effect he still had on me. Yanking my hair out of his grasp, I asked sharply, "What do you want, huh? Why are you all up in my business? We are not together anymore, and I don't owe you any explanations." He chuckled, shoving his hands into his pockets, and took a few steps back. “
Selena’s POV My vision began to contract into a narrow tunnel, and a huge weight was crushing my heart. I couldn’t breathe; I couldn’t move. “Sel…Sel,” Lena’s voice pierced through the invading darkness. “You are wasting your time with him, he is not hearing a word you are saying. He is lost in his grief, he just lost his mate.” A cartwheel of confused thoughts and feelings assailed me. “…We need to get out of here. Can you take over? Maybe we will be able to fight him off in our wolf form.” Lena’s voice grew stronger, a rush of power flowing through me. “We can’t… He is an alpha wolf, our wolf doesn’t stand a chance against him. I have already called Dominic. He should be here any minute now.” Choking back a whimper, I mentally protested, “Why did you have to call that asshole? What makes you think he would come to our rescue after everything I just said to him?” “Even though you are divorced, he is still our mate,” Lena replied, her voice lacking its usual fire. “He can
Selena’s POV I watched as the color drained from Dominic’s eyes, an emptiness replacing the passion I had come to expect. He staggered backward, clutching at his chest, the gesture revealing a vulnerability that crushed my heart. Despite the anger and resentment that festered between us, a tiny bit of empathy coursed through me. Fighting the ache of our broken bond, I forced myself to remain indifferent, refusing to show him the pain my rejection also inflicted on me. "Accept it, Dominic," I snapped, my voice filled with a coldness I didn’t feel. "It's over, we are no longer bound to each other. you have to move on." His pupils flared, a sparkle of yellow betraying the beast inside as he struggled to maintain control. "I won’t accept it," he growled, his voice raw and loaded with emotion. "I'm an alpha male! A common woman like you has no right to reject me, only I have the right to reject you, not the other way around!" Shaking my head, I had no regret whatsoever. He was di
Selena’s POV Disgust twisted my face as Dominic's warriors dragged the white casket, containing Flynn's dead wife, to the middle of the room, placing it on the floor beside me. The sight of it sent goosebumps down my spine, and I averted my gaze, trying not to think about the lifeless body contained inside. A tiny whimper echoed through the room, and I turned to see a warrior dragging Flynn’s son down the staircase, treating him like a common criminal. My heart ricocheted at the sight; what lengths would Dominic stoop to in his merciless hunt for power? The warrior shoved the boy, a mini version of Flynn, onto the main floor. The little one's legs shook in fear, and he cried out, “Daddy!” desperate to reach Flynn, who was still pinned to the ground. The henchman, however, tightened his grip on the boy's collar, preventing him from moving. Tears glistened in his eyes as he struggled, extending his hands toward his father. My heart went out to him. Alpha Dominic strode acro
Selena’s POV "Hello?" I managed to say, my voice tight as I pressed the phone to my ear. A volcanic eruption of fury blasted through the speaker. "What kind of mother are you?!" I flinched, pulling the phone away for a moment, and I could still hear the angry voice of the person before putting the phone back to my ear. "You have to calm down. I can barely hear a word you are saying. Whoever you are, tell me what’s wrong. Is J okay?” My heart took off like a kite in a windstorm. The voice, gruff and impatient, barked back, "This is the doctor in charge of his treatment speaking. Call me Charlie. You haven’t been here in over a week, and your son is awake now, he is asking for his mother. I have been practically raising him myself! I almost called the child protective services of the pack to take him. I thought you had abandoned him because no one was picking up the damn phone!” "Stop!" I cut him off, unable to keep up with his rants. "I will be there in a few minutes, feel free
Selena’s POV Disgust twisted my face as Dominic's warriors dragged the white casket, containing Flynn's dead wife, to the middle of the room, placing it on the floor beside me. The sight of it sent goosebumps down my spine, and I averted my gaze, trying not to think about the lifeless body contained inside. A tiny whimper echoed through the room, and I turned to see a warrior dragging Flynn’s son down the staircase, treating him like a common criminal. My heart ricocheted at the sight; what lengths would Dominic stoop to in his merciless hunt for power? The warrior shoved the boy, a mini version of Flynn, onto the main floor. The little one's legs shook in fear, and he cried out, “Daddy!” desperate to reach Flynn, who was still pinned to the ground. The henchman, however, tightened his grip on the boy's collar, preventing him from moving. Tears glistened in his eyes as he struggled, extending his hands toward his father. My heart went out to him. Alpha Dominic strode acro
Selena’s POV I watched as the color drained from Dominic’s eyes, an emptiness replacing the passion I had come to expect. He staggered backward, clutching at his chest, the gesture revealing a vulnerability that crushed my heart. Despite the anger and resentment that festered between us, a tiny bit of empathy coursed through me. Fighting the ache of our broken bond, I forced myself to remain indifferent, refusing to show him the pain my rejection also inflicted on me. "Accept it, Dominic," I snapped, my voice filled with a coldness I didn’t feel. "It's over, we are no longer bound to each other. you have to move on." His pupils flared, a sparkle of yellow betraying the beast inside as he struggled to maintain control. "I won’t accept it," he growled, his voice raw and loaded with emotion. "I'm an alpha male! A common woman like you has no right to reject me, only I have the right to reject you, not the other way around!" Shaking my head, I had no regret whatsoever. He was di
Selena’s POV My vision began to contract into a narrow tunnel, and a huge weight was crushing my heart. I couldn’t breathe; I couldn’t move. “Sel…Sel,” Lena’s voice pierced through the invading darkness. “You are wasting your time with him, he is not hearing a word you are saying. He is lost in his grief, he just lost his mate.” A cartwheel of confused thoughts and feelings assailed me. “…We need to get out of here. Can you take over? Maybe we will be able to fight him off in our wolf form.” Lena’s voice grew stronger, a rush of power flowing through me. “We can’t… He is an alpha wolf, our wolf doesn’t stand a chance against him. I have already called Dominic. He should be here any minute now.” Choking back a whimper, I mentally protested, “Why did you have to call that asshole? What makes you think he would come to our rescue after everything I just said to him?” “Even though you are divorced, he is still our mate,” Lena replied, her voice lacking its usual fire. “He can
Selena’s POV Dominic tossed me a suspicious glance, his blue eyes narrowed as if searching for hidden dangers. He reached behind me, and I flinched, my breath catching in my throat as he came closer. I closed my eyes, bracing myself, fearing he would discover Flynn inside. But instead, I felt a tug at my scalp, a sharp pain as strands of hair were pulled free. My eyes snapped open to see Dominic standing over me, his slender fingers tangled in my blonde hair. “This doesn’t suit you,” he commented, his voice low and husky. “I liked the brunette better. Did my brother talk you into this? just so you could look like his type?” I met his gaze, my expression hardening, determined not to let him see the effect he still had on me. Yanking my hair out of his grasp, I asked sharply, "What do you want, huh? Why are you all up in my business? We are not together anymore, and I don't owe you any explanations." He chuckled, shoving his hands into his pockets, and took a few steps back. “
Selena’s POV Alpha Flynn’s strong hands snaked around my throat, cutting off my oxygen supply, and he shoved me backward until my head slammed against the wall. My vision distorted, and I gasped for breath, my hands instinctively clawing at his grip. His face was a mask of rage, his eyes glowing a disturbing yellow, the wolf inside him barely contained. "What didn't you tell me? That you were my brother's ex-wife?!" he thundered, his saliva hitting my face as he leaned in, his anger intense. I choked, desperately trying to speak, but his grip was too tight. Hot tears streamed down my cheeks as I struggled to breathe, fear hitting me in the belly. I had made a mistake, a terrible, life-threatening mistake. "Give me a reason not to kill you right here, right now," he growled, his voice making me shiver. Clutching at his rough hand, I managed to cry, "It…it wasn't my intention. I never knew he was your brother! I didn't even know he had a brother! I just found out about it. The
Alpha Dominic’s POV A cold sweat broke over my body, the Flynn’s words cycled through my brain like the world’s most horrifying mantra; it felt like there were a thousand bees in my head. I couldn’t move; I couldn’t breathe. My hands trembled as I reached for the documents, snatching them from Flynn's grip. My gaze darted across the official seal, their names inscribed in bold print: Flynn Evan Winters and Selena Valeria Winters. My stomach somersaulted as I noticed a second document changing my daughters' father’s name, officially claiming them as his own. Embers of anger glowed in my stomach, but they were quickly extinguished by the cold pain that settled in my chest. He snatched the documents back, a victorious smirk curving his lips. "Enough! I hope that’s enough proof to convince you. Selena is my wife and not yours, although I have no idea why you would think she was your wife in the first place." My gaze drifted to my daughters, their eyes covered by Selena’s protect
Alpha Dominic’s POV I kicked open the door of the jeep, the sound echoing through the crunchy night air as I stepped out, carrying my nephew in my arms. The beautiful moonlight illuminated the packhouse courtyard, making it as bright as day. A small frown touched my face, the weight of what had just happened pressing down on me. As I moved toward the main door, my newly appointed beta, Marcus, came running toward me, his walk clumsy with haste. “Hey, slow down, Marcus; you are not a child,” I snapped, the annoyance simmering beneath my words. He stopped abruptly in front of me, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. “Alpha Dominic, m-my name is not Marcus, it’s Max. I can’t believe you still haven’t memorized my name yet. I am a little hurt.” I brushed off the slip of the tongue, my priorities elsewhere. “Take this child from me and put him in my room. Post some security outside the door; my brother will undoubtedly come for his son and wife, and I plan to be r
Selena’s POV Hot tears sprang to my eyes, threatening to spill over as I stood outside the hotel, phone clutched in my hand, desperately searching for a nearby, affordable motel to stay in. My daughters tugged at my dress, their voices a muted whine in the thousand thoughts consuming me. All our belongings were scattered on the ground, painful evidence of our terrible situation. We needed a place to stay, and fast. Abruptly, a powerful punch to my stomach snapped me back to reality. I turned to glare at Rose, my frustration exploding. “What’s your problem, young lady?!” She pointed with her chin. I followed her gaze, and my breath hitched in my throat. It was—it was Flynn. He looked different now, dressed immaculately in a black tuxedo, but the worry lines that creased between his brows told another story. He slammed the door of a taxi shut and began walking toward us. “Y-You came back,” I stuttered, the question filled with disbelief and a hint of confusion. “Why?” Withou