MasukSix months later...Isabella whimpered softly as another wave of labor pain washed over her. Killian stood beside the delivery bed, completely helpless, his heart twisting as he watched her usually radiant face turn pale and flushed with exertion. Inside him, his wolf paced restlessly, howling in distress at their mate's agony."Why hasn't the baby come out yet?" Killian growled at the doctor, his Alpha aura flaring enough to make the physician tremble."We are doing everything we can, Alpha," the doctor stammered, offering a cautious, reassuring smile. "Labor takes time. Everything is stable, but the contractions aren't strong enough yet. We just need to be patient.""Patient? She's been suffering for three hours!" Killian roared, stepping forward and gripping the doctor's collar. "I can't stand seeing her like this! Do something, damn it!""Honey... let him go," Isabella’s weak, breathless voice called out from the bed.Killian instantly released the doctor, rushing to her side whil
Two years later..."Mama, my friends are asking when the magic show is going to start," Asher complained, tugging lightly at Isabella’s hand.Vincent followed behind them with a soft, quiet smile on his face. Isabella looked down at nine-year-old Vincent and seven-year-old Asher, and then down at her one-year-old princess, Adrienne.When Isabella first found out she was pregnant with a baby girl, Killian was over the moon, thanking the Moon Goddess thousands of times over. He felt like the king of the world, thrilled that they were finally having a daughter, while Vincent and Asher were just as eager to become big brothers to a baby sister.The entire pack house had celebrated the arrival of a baby girl after a long line of boys—especially since Ethan and Rose had recently welcomed another son, little Lucas, who was just four months older than Adrienne.Killian was hopelessly devoted to his daughter, showering Adrienne with endless affection and spoiling his little princess at every t
The heavy, suffocating walls around the seven-year-old’s heart shattered into dust. Tears welling up in his dark eyes, Vincent buried his face in Isabella’s neck, his small hands clutching tightly to her gown fabric.Isabella let out a shaky breath and wrapped her arms around Vincent, pulling him tightly against her chest. Asher also dropped to his knees as well, wrapping his arms around Vincent from behind in a tight, protective hug."Don't worry, Vincent," Asher said, his voice ringing with pure brotherly comfort. "We’re here, and we’re never going to let anyone harm you. You’re safe. Mother and Father will protect you, and I’ll kill anyone who tries to come for you."Vincent’s heart wept.A sharp, painful lump formed in his throat as those words washed over him. I tried to kill this boy, Vincent realized, his body trembling beneath their embrace. And yet he’s standing here, ready to kill anyone for me.Was this what family felt like? Safe, warm, and unconditional? Was he wrong the
A sharp, concussive boom echoed across the territory as the pack house perimeter wards shattered. Alarms blared through the halls, red emergency lights flashing against the stone walls."Isabella, get the children to the panic room!" he roared.He needed to protect Asher, young Rolan, and Vincent at all costs—especially with Ethan taking Rose on a babymoon while she was in her first trimester, trusting them to watch their son. Before Isabella could move, the heavy wooden doors downstairs gave way under the assault of the dark wolves. Dark, cloaked figures poured into the pack house like liquid shadows. The pack guards and warriors who rushed to stop them were immediately cut down and wounded, overpowered by dark, energy-enchanted weapons and the deadly strength of the dark wolves. It was no exaggeration to say that few had ever seen them fight and lived to tell the tale.Within seconds, the shadow invaders filled the hall.At the front of the raiding party stood Malakor, the leader o
Vincent sat tucked into the window nook of his room, his knees drawn tightly against his chest. His small frame looked almost lost in the oversized dark hoodie he insisted on wearing. "I brought you some fresh berries and warm bread, Vincent," Isabella said gently, stepping into the doorway. She kept her distance, balancing a small tray in her hands.Vincent didn't turn his head. He kept his gaze locked on the treeline outside, his dark eyes brimming with hostility."I don't want your food," he spat out, his voice sharp and bitter. "I don't want to live here. Just let me go.""Why?" Isabella asked gently, softening her voice to warm the little boy up. "Don't you like it here? See, we have so many toys for you, clothes, and shoes. If you need anything else, we can go shopping."Shopping? Vincent had never heard that word before. No one had ever taken him shopping. The concept was completely foreign to a child raised in the harsh shadows of dark wolves."I just want to go home. Will yo
They had brought Vincent home, and Isabella had been trying every single day since to get him to open up and speak to them. Even though she failed every time, she never stopped trying. A full week had passed, and Vincent still looked at them with his dark, gloomy eyes filled with deep hatred.Killian had seen everything—every harsh word, every sharp insult Vincent hurled at Isabella. Yet she took it all with a gentle smile, never scolding the boy or turning her back on him. Her unwavering kindness and determination made Killian feel deeply guilty at times."Thank you, Isabella... for accepting Vincent wholeheartedly as a part of our family," Killian said, his low voice thick with regret and quiet emotion.When the truth had first surfaced, a clawing dread had gripped his heart. He had been terrified that learning about a son from his past with Maya would shatter his marriage and destroy the love he shared with Isabella. But as gentle and kind as she had always been, she hadn't yelled,
“I’m still saying it’s a bad idea to call her back to the pack,” Alpha George said to his Luna, his voice tight with fear. “What if the danger comes after her… and we all get caught in its claws because of her?”Linda leaned back, her expression bored but her eyes cold. “George, nothing will happen
Killian stood in the bathroom, palms pressed against the shower wall, cold water pouring over his naked body. Nothing helped—nothing drowned out the emotions Isabella’s single touch ignited in him. He wanted to forget, to deny, but the truth burned in his veins.What was going on with him, and why
Isabella had always been told that Maya had saved Killian’s life and that it was the reason he was so protective of her, why he cared for her, and even promised to marry her. But no one had ever told her the details—how or where Maya had supposedly saved him.Now, as Maya’s words echoed in the dark
Isabella glanced at Rose, who shot her a mischievous grin, her innocent eyes sparkling with a secret thrill. Rose gave a playful wink and a cheeky nod toward the front seat, making Isabella shake her head subtly. She knew she had no choice—she had to go and sit beside that infuriating, yet magneti







