Alpha Dominic’s POV I groaned in pain, falling back against the headboard of my bed, as yet another persistent knock echoed through the room. The sound was like a hammer against my throbbing temples, a reminder of the alcohol-soaked regret that demanded my attention. “I shouldn’t have had too much to drink,” I muttered under my breath. I rubbed my face, trying to keep off the aching headache. What more could the universe throw at me today? Memories of Madison's betrayal rushed back, raw and sharp. The image of her on her knees and her ass pushed up in a doddy style, taking backstrokes from Luke played on an endless loop in my mind, mocking me. It was a nightmare I wished I could wake up from, but it was all too real. With a growl of frustration, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and staggered to the window, yanking the heavy curtains open. Bright sunlight flooded into the room, blinding me momentarily. I squinted against the brightness, the warmth conflicting sharply
Selena’s POV Unable to contain the wild rollercoaster of emotions raging inside me, I swung my hand across Victoria’s face, the sound of the slap echoing in the restricted interrogation room. For a brief moment, satisfaction pulsed through me, but it was quickly followed by a shock that left me reeling. Victoria didn’t even flinch. Instead, she wiped her cheek with her cuffed hands, a manic smile spreading across her face like a comedy mask. It twisted something dark and wild inside me, igniting my anger further. I leaned over the table, my palm pressing hard against its cold surface, eyes narrowed, “Where is the fucking money? Where did you and your sick partner hide the money, you manipulative thief?” I demanded, my voice low but ruthless, searching her deceptive eyes for even a sign of remorse. The detective, seated behind a small table with a file in front of him, seemed to sense the pressure blade in the air. He leaned back, watching Victoria with an amused yet measured d
Alpha Dominic’s POV The moonlight showered the courtyard of the packhouse in a strange light, softening the hard boundaries of the night. I strolled outside, a pen and contract in my hand, my heart composed with every step. As I approached the center of the courtyard, the sight of Madison crouched on top of her luggage caught my eye. She sat trembling, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders, and the sun that had beaten down on her all day had left a mark on her face, mascara pooling beneath her eyes in ridiculous stripes. “Are you ready to agree to my terms now?” I questioned, the frown on my face deepening as I stood before her. There was something extremely fulfilling about this moment; it felt like reclaiming a part of myself that had been lost in the mess of the past few years. She simply shook, that stubborn defiance written all over her, and didn't reply. There was a wild satisfaction in watching her squirm beneath my gaze, so I leaned in a little closer. “My wolf was righ
Selena’s POV I felt a cold thick trickle seeping through the fabric of my dress, and for a second, my mind went blank as the reality of the situation faded into the background. The stranger’s lips were still pressed against mine, but he had frozen, his kiss losing its pressure. As I pulled away, my senses sharpened, and the terrible shit happening around us became painfully clear. The pack warriors were busying themselves across the club, their authoritative presence causing an uproar among the he-wolves. Shouts and curses flew, but it was all useless as they continued harassing the he-wolves. Just because they were following the Alpha’s orders, they had no regard for the basic rights of the pack members. As the warriors finished their sweep and began walking out, one of them caught sight of me. Eyes wide, I quickly averted my gaze, pulling the stranger closer to me as if to shield him. My fingers tangled in his thick hair as I pressed my lips against his once more, feeling lik
Author’s POV The loud blaring of his car horn jolted Alpha Dominic awake with a start. Blinking drowsily, he realized he had fallen asleep at the wheel, the car parked randomly on the side of the road as other cars sped by. Glancing at his phone, he noticed a series of missed calls from his mother. Tossing the phone onto the passenger seat, he started the engine and made a U-turn, retracing his path. As he drove, his eyes landed on a familiar black SUV parked near the edge of the green forest. Recognizing it as his brother's, he pulled over and jumped out of the car. Pressing his face to the tinted window, Dominic's eyes widened as he spotted his nephew curled up in the backseat, the child's pale face stained with dried tears. He clutched the handle of the door and tried to pull it open, but it wouldn’t budge—locked from the inside. The little boy was fast asleep, so he didn’t notice his presence. Dominic pounded against the glass, trying to get the boy’s attention. After a
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 "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