로그인LENA. It’s been three days since I got home and I was already tired of barely doing anything. So today I decided I was going to work with mommy. Isna always calls me mommy and now I am used to calling my mother ‘Mommy’ too. “What?” She turned over her shoulder watching me slurp my cereal. I was such a baby when it came to her. “No, you don't have to work. Your mother is rich. You are a nepo baby. I run a multi-million-dollar company and you already own more than 30% shares of the company. You wanna work again… why?” She turned to me suddenly, her gaze meeting mine. And I choked on my cereal. She rushed over, walking around the kitchen island with a glass of water. She pushed it to my lips, forcing me to swallow a couple of times. How the hell did I move from having no one to having a mother who cares so much about me? Geez. She slapped my chest a few times and only stopped after I stopped coughing. “Girl…. You'd better go back up there and sleep. By the time you get up, the k
ALEXANDER. Stepping into the pack house again, this time with a different mindset. I was going to claim back what belonged to me. I stepped in fully, walking up the stairs and heading for the rooms where Isaac lay. His pictures and those of his mate, Annalise and their child hung on the walls. A part of me wanted it to be mine, and Lena and the kids. That was only ever going to happen when she decides to accept me into her and the kids' lives. Just before stepping over to the first door I saw, the third one open up and Annalise stepped out. She froze when she saw me. “Is he in there?” I asked, stepping closer. “He is sick… don’t hurt him.” She spat, her eyes glued on me making me raise my brows. “The last time I checked, your mate made mine stab me in the back. I think it is well justified when I do the same.” I grabbed the door handle, pushing the door back instantly and before she could follow, I slammed the door, latching it shut. My eyes shifted to him, and there he was
LENA. “Wow, he sounds very strong,” I smirked, watching them hug the frame like it meant the whole world to them. Would they hold onto Alexander the same way though? I wondered. “You don't want to show me the picture?” I asked, smiling. “No… it is not that. Mommy may not like him. Mommy may send him away. And I want him to stay.” Isna whined. I chuckled, pulling her to me and Israel followed, still shielding the frame.“You really want him to be your daddy?” I asked, my heart sinking when she nodded. Was it out of desperation? I couldn't tell. I sighed, grabbing the frame from them this time. Who was this….?I froze immediately. My eyes went wide when I saw him. In the picture, he squatted, Israel and Isna sat on his lap and the principal held the golden trophy they had won. It was Alexander. It was their true father. I turned to mom but she had never seen Alexander, so she didn't know him. “I said it. Mommy doesn't like him. Mommy doesn't like him!” Isna cried, moving in
LENA. The drive back to the pack was long. I tried not to cry in the car, because Leilani was watching. As much as I knew she didn't understand what was going on and I was not ready to bombard her with information just yet. “The kids. They smell so good,” she said, speaking of Jenna’s children again. But I couldn't be bothered about that, not now. I was already second-guessing my decision. Perhaps I should have allowed Alexander to come with me to see the kids. “But he is hexed!” My subconscious screamed at me, reminding me why I had chosen not to. The kids needed a healthy father. I never had one. I suffered because of my father for years, I could still feel the pain of being bullied and hated. It was better for him to stay away. Soon, we arrived at Monica’s home. Leilani’s head whipped up with recognition. She jumped out of the car before I could stop her, heading for the front door. She banged on the door while I waited. The next second, Monica pushed the door back. She
ALEXANDER.Got back in my car after she sent me away. I was in the wrong. Right from the beginning, I wronged her so stepping away was healthier - for the both of us. But I wouldn't let her stop me from being with our children. I would do everything right by her. To be worthy of her and our kids. Damn, she was so sexy even in the turtle neck top and plain jeans. She still looked breathtaking making such basic piece look like high fashion. I pulled over in Jenna’s house, she needed to answer some questions. Her brother was my best friend. Daniel and I used to be so close until some incident occurred between us. I remembered Jenna used to have a crush on me. She would bring me her snacks back then in highschool but I knew I couldn't be with her, she was human and her brother was my best friend. It was so weird gaining all of my memories and realising she somehow became my wife. The last thing I remembered was Lena stabbing me in the back. Now I was a husband and a father to two
LENA. Leilani sat on my couch while I packed my bags.Then I grabbed my keys from the drawer below the TV when a knock came on my door. I froze, wondering who it was. My gaze slowly moved to Leilani; she was playing with the cube game that I had given her to distract her. Gently, I walked over to the door, grabbing the key as if it were a self-defense tool. Who was it? Fear ran through my spine. I grabbed the door handle and twisted it open. Pulling it back, I was met with a familiar face. Jenna. Only after did I realise that I had been holding my breath. She stepped in, holding her kids. They walked in and instantly Leilani’s face popped up. “Lena,” she said. I ran a hand through my hair. “I am leaving,” she added and then I turned to her. “I am sorry. I apologise for everything I did to you. Alexander deserved to be with you and not me.” She stepped closer while I stared at her. I didn't know whether to forgive her or ask her why she kept the truth away from me. For y







