When Iris surrendered to a night of passion with Gavin , the ruthless alpha CEO, she never expected her life to be forever changed. Believing they shared a fated connection, she was shattered by his callous dismissal with the statement, “I don't eat same food twice” But fate had other plans. Months later, Iris discovers she's carrying twins - identical replicas of the man who broke her heart. Determined to raise them alone, she sends a defiant message to Gavin, packaging one of the twins with a note that reads: "Dessert after supper." Gavin's world is turned upside down by the arrival of his unexpected heir. Enraged and intrigued, he dispatches his team to track down the elusive Iris, only to find her vanished into thin air. As the new head of the enigmatic Green family, Iris has mastered the art of invisibility. But Gavin's not one to give up easily. The game of cat and mouse has begun, with the twins as the ultimate prize.
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ONE NIGHT IS ALL IT TAKES In one of my expensive and luxurious presidential suites, I sat at a corner, staring at the bed where a slim figure lay across the bed, her outline evident in the dark room. The black evening gown she was wearing was still intact and I could feel that she was awake, staring right at the ceiling with her hands placed on her stomach. Her long blonde hair was spread across the bed and as the moonlight shone on it, it reflected back. “Are you sure you want this?” I asked her in a calm voice. As I said these words, she raised herself from the bed, staring in my direction. “Do you think I'll be here if I'm not sure I want this? And who knew I would discover something new.” I could see a smile on her lips but I wasn't even bothered about it. Placing the glass in my hand on the table before me, I stood up and started to pull out the buttons in my shirt. “Strip.” I ordered in a cold tone. She knelt on the bed, slowly pulling off the straps of her dress, revealing her beautiful and delicate body. She wore nothing but a strapless bra and her panties and the beautiful figure of her body could be seen. Without a word, I grabbed her face, pulling her into a hungry kiss and she kissed me back with equal hunger as she pulled my already unbuttoned shirt off and her hands headed towards my trousers. Before she could get to it, I grabbed her hands, pulled my belt off with the other and then tied her hands with the belt. My silence and action was enough to tell her I want nothing interfering with my moment and she just complied, softly moaning as I kissed her neck down to her body. I pinned her to the bed, straddling her as I made my way down to satisfy myself with her body and she answered to me just as I wanted. * The ray of sunlight slowly hit my face as I opened my eyes, staring at the high ceiling. I felt a head on my chest which made me look down and I could see the blonde beauty still asleep on my chest but I didn't care. I pushed her off my body, swinging my feet to the floor. This action woke her and I could hear her groaning as she stretched lazily. “That was a nice night, don't you think, Gavin?” Her soft and delicate voice floated to my ears but I just ignored her, walking into the bathroom to have a shower. I returned to the room to find her dressed in my shirt, her gown in her hand. “There's no spare clothes for me so I borrowed your shirt.” She flashed me a bright smile and her intoxicating scent mixed with roses filled my nostrils again. I never thought I would meet my mate in a one night stand experience with one of my interns. I wondered how I have missed that detail since all these days but that was the least of my concern now. I walked over to the table, took out my chequebook and scribbled something on it before handing it over to her. She looked at me in confusion as she read the content with her. “Why are you giving me five million dollars? Is something wrong?” She asked, her tone failing to hide her panic and confusion. “Leave.” I ordered plainly before walking towards the closet to get dressed and by the time I returned to the room, she was seated on the bed, dressed in her black dress from last night. “I don't understand what you're trying to say, Gavin. I am your mate. Our wolves confirmed it and you're not going to act on our mate bond?” She stood up to walk over to me but a single glare from me stopped her from inching closer. “You might be my mate, Iris. But I am not interested in you.” I replied coldly, walking past her. “And besides, I don't eat the same food twice.” * I sat behind my desk looking down at the pile of paperwork before me. A frustrated groan escaped my lips as I stood from my seat, looking out the glass window behind my table at the lake behind the house. It had been months since I saw Iris and she lingered in my mind and I didn't exactly know why. It wasn't like I was in love with her or anything. I just wanted to have a night with someone who wouldn't let the whole world know about it unlike those other female dogs. “She's our mate, of course you will feel attracted to her.” My wolf said lazily in my head. “You didn't even bother breaking the mate bond.” “It doesn't matter, Gray.” I rolled my eyes. “It’s not like I believe in any of those mate bond stuff anyway.” “And you seriously run a whole pack and encountered your mate over ten months ago? Despite the gap, you still can't get her out of your mind and you still don't believe? I have no remark.” Gray said dramatically in my mind but I just ignored him, walking over to the mini bar in my office and poured myself a glass of wine. A groan of frustration escaped my lips again as I tried hard not to throw a fist into the wall before me. Despite always thinking about her, I hadn't bothered looking for her after my assistant, Jerry, told me she left the company without completing the internship she was here for. “Why do I care?” I mumbled before gulping down the entire content in the cup before letting out a satisfied sigh. Of course, I cared but my pride won't let me go after a woman after pushing her away and not caring to look for her these past months. I've never done such a thing in my entire life. “You're just too prideful…” “Shut it, Gray. Why don't you go look for her and plead instead.” I snapped at him with a frown before heading back to my seat to drown myself in work again. It wasn't like I had anything better to do than to just oversee everything in this pack. A sound from my iPad made me look towards it and I could see a video call coming in. I answered the call, I heard a pitched scream of my name. “Gavin Russell.” My mother said, staring daggers at me. “Luna Russell, how may I help you?” I asked in a sarcastic tone, leaning into my chair to stare back at her. “You do not by any chance think I am growing younger as days go by, Gavin, do you?” She asked and I could already tell you what she was about to rant on about. “I should at least have gotten a grandchild from all the women you've been sleeping around with.” “Impossible.” I replied nonchalantly, looking at the paper in my hand. “Gavin…” Suddenly my doors was pushed open and Jerry was standing there with a worried look on his face. “I'll speak to you later, mother.” I hung up, looking back at Jerry with a raised brow. “There's a huge issue, my alpha.” He said, a maid walking in with a basket and from the basket, he picked a note, handing it over to me. “Here's your dessert then.” The note read and looking into the basket, I could see it. Who was crazy enough to put a baby in a basket?*NO POV* HAPPY EVER AFTER The next morning dawned clear and bright, the warmth of sunlight filling the hospital room where Gavin’s mother, Mrs. Russell, lay resting. Gavin, Iris, and the kids entered, greeted by her gentle smile. Lyra and Logan rushed to their grandmother’s side, their laughter filling the room as they shared stories of their bravery, their voices animated and full of life. Mrs. Russell’s laughter was a soft sound, joyful and content as she listened to her grandchildren, her heart brimming with pride and relief. Iris watched the scene with a smile, holding Gavin’s hand as they stood by. It was a moment of family, of love, and of hope, one she’d longed for but hadn’t allowed herself to truly believe could happen. And now, it was here. The threat of Tyler was gone, and they could finally start to heal, to rebuild, and to look forward without the shadow of fear hanging over them. Just as they were leaving the hospital, Iris’s phone buzzed, and she saw her father’s
GAVIN'S POV BATTLE WON Night had come and the moon shone on the war ground. It was cool and dark, and the clearing was quiet before the storm. Iris and I alongside Iris's father, took our wolf forms, our muscles tense, eyes gleaming with fury and determination. Tyler’s rogue wolves surrounded us, an overwhelming number against only three, but that didn’t matter. We were here to end this, and they would do it together. Tyler, towering and ruthless, commanded his wolves forward, sneering with a dark pleasure as the ambush ensued. The fight was brutal, claws tearing into flesh, growls echoing through the trees, and the thick scent of blood filling the air. Each wolf knew their place in this battle, and none were willing to give an inch. Iris fought with the strength of every wrong she’d suffered, every harm Tyler had caused. She had only just discovered that this twisted man was her stepbrother, a revelation that was almost incomprehensible. But the bond of blood didn’t erase his
JERRY'S POV SAVED The dim corridors seemed endless, but Helen and I kept moving, pushing through each door, each obstacle, with only one thought in our minds—finding Lyra and Logan. The scent trail was faint but clear enough for us to follow, mixed with the reek of rogues we’d taken down along the way. My hands were still shaking from adrenaline as we moved swiftly through this maze, hearts pounding. Just then, we caught sight of a room ahead, voices muffled behind the thick door. I motioned for Helen to stay quiet as we moved closer, pressing my ear against the door. I heard a voice, shrill and taunting, and my blood ran cold as it registered. It couldn’t be… Ciara. She was supposed to be dead, lost in the flames at the station. Yet, there she was, alive, and from the sound of it, taking pleasure in tormenting Gavin’s kids. My jaw clenched, a mix of rage and shock roiling inside me. “Jerry… is that…?” Helen’s voice was barely a whisper, her expression as horrified as mine. “Y
GAVIN'S POV The walls of the cell pressed in on me, cold and unyielding, as Jerry and I worked tirelessly to remove the device clamped around our necks. Every time I twisted my fingers around its edges, a fresh surge of anger rushed through me, fueling me to keep trying even though the damn thing wouldn’t budge. I needed to get to Iris and the kids. I couldn’t stand the thought of them in danger, held somewhere in this hellish place by people who’d already done so much damage. Jerry, sweating and grimacing, glanced at me, and I could see the same desperation in his eyes. “We’ve got to get these off if we’re going to get anywhere.” “Tell me something I don’t know,” I muttered, forcing another yank at the device. My mind raced, trying to figure out how I’d get to Iris, how we’d find Logan and Lyra. The thought of Ciara, of her twisted satisfaction if she succeeded in hurting them, made my fists clench until my knuckles ached. Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed down th
IRIS'S POV MY STEPBROTHER IS THE DEVIL The sharp sting of pain sliced through my head as I staggered forward, clutching the back of my skull where a rogue’s first had landed hard. My vision swam, but I forced myself to stay focused. I had to get to Logan and Lyra. I’d seen Ciara pulling them toward a waiting car, but this ambush by her pack of rogues was forcing me into a fight, wasting precious seconds. I planted my feet, fists raised, and fought back. With each punch, kick, and dodge, the fiery need to protect my children fueled my every move. One of the rogues lunged at me, but I ducked and drove my fist into his ribs, hearing him grunt in pain. But there were too many of them. I knew I couldn’t last long. Just as I managed to kick another rogue back, I heard someone calling my name. My blood ran cold as I glanced over my shoulder, spotting my father. He’d followed me, and now he was calling out, looking stunned to see me in this fight. For a heartbeat, I was caught off guard
IRIS'S POV CIARA'S NOT DEAD As I pulled away from the hospital, the fleeting moments of joy faded, replaced by a creeping sense of unease. Just as I rounded the corner toward the ice cream shop, a familiar car pulled into the hospital parking lot. My heart sank as I recognized my father’s imposing figure stepping out of the vehicle. He spotted me immediately, his face set in that stern expression I knew all too well. The last thing I wanted right now was to deal with him, not when I was finally trying to focus on my kids and my own peace of mind. I took a deep breath, willing myself to stay calm as he approached. “Iris!” he called, his voice cutting through the air like a knife. I hesitated, my grip tightening on the steering wheel. I didn’t want to hear what he had to say. I knew it would only lead to discussions about the pack, expectations, and everything I was trying to escape. “Dad, I really don’t have time right now,” I replied, trying to keep my tone steady. “This is impor
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