POV: Darrel Williams.
“Find everything about Ivory Wells. Everything that she has been up to, in the past seven years.” I said to Rogers, my second Personal assistant and he nodded with a slight bow and walked out of the room.
I paced around the room for Several minutes,my head not getting away from the
I sat comfortably on my couch, my phone in my hand as I waited for Jeremy to answer the video call. It didn't take long before little his face popped up on my screen, his eyebrows furrowed in frustration.
"Hey Son, what's up?" I greeted him, trying to lighten the mood.
"Hi Dad. Miss Ivory just lashed out at me for no reason. I don't know what I did wrong," Jeremy complained, his voice laced with irritation and confusion.
I let out a sigh. Ivory was on edge and I still didn’t understand why, but I sighed., I was going to find it out, what it was that made her hate me. "I'm sorry to hear that, Jer. But it's not your fault. Ivory's just angry with me," I told him.
"Wait, what do you mean she's angry with you?" Jeremy asked with a confused look.
I leaned back on my couch and took a deep breath, "After the great war seven years ago, Ivory left the pack because of me. I guess she blames me for everything that happened, and her trust in me plummeted. She's been angry with me ever since," I explained.
Jeremy's eyes widened in surprise, "I had no idea. I mean, I've heard the stories, but I never knew it was about you," he said.
“Let’s not talk about it, Son. Tomorrow, Hardin will take you back to Ivory and she would help you. Okay?” I said and he nodded.
“Alrifght Dad. Take care of yourself. I love you, Dad. Goodnight.” He said and I nodded
I felt lucky to have a smart son like him. "Thanks, Jer. I appreciate it more than you know. And I love you too, son. Goodnight." I said and ended the call.
After we hung up, I sat back and let out a deep breath. It was good to talk to Jeremy and get that off my chest. I knew it wouldn't be easy, but I was determined to find Ivory and make things right, for both our sakes.
My mind Flashed back to when I first found Jeremy, My son.
After the great war, I was injured and had to stay in bed for weeks. The wounds were severe, and my body was weak. But I had to keep up my spirit to lead the pack. I still remember the day when Hardin came back with a baby in his arms. I was shocked and confused. I had no idea where he had found the child, and why he had brought him here. Hardin explained that he found the baby abandoned in the woods, and brought him here to our pack because he knew we would take care of him.
When I saw the baby, something stirred inside me. I could smell his scent, and it was familiar to me. I knew then that the baby was mine and that he was my pup. I asked Hardin to leave the baby with me, and he obliged. I held the baby in my arms, and he looked up at me with his big brown eyes. I felt an instant connection with him, and it was a strange feeling that I couldn't explain.
I looked at him closely, and I saw a resemblance to myself, and I knew that he was my son. I was confused because I didn't remember ever having a child. I was sure that I had no mate, and I had not known any female wolves that well. But the scent of the baby was unmistakable, and it confirmed my suspicion that he was my pup.
I looked up at Hardin, who was still standing there, watching us. "Thank you, Hardin," I said. "But why did you bring him here?"
"I found him abandoned in the forest, and I thought we could take care of him," Hardin said. "I had no idea he was your pup, Darrel."
I didn't know how to explain what I was feeling. It was a mix of joy, confusion, and a sense of responsibility. I couldn't abandon the baby, and I knew that I had to take care of him. It was my duty as his father and alpha. "He will stay with us," I said. "And I will take care of him."
I named him Jeremy, and he became a part of our pack. The pack welcomed him and treated him like one of their own. I took care of him, watched him grow, and taught him everything I knew. It was a new experience for me, but I enjoyed it. The connection between us grew stronger, and I knew that he was mine.
Jeremy was a quiet smart child, who knew how to read the room. When he’d been younger, he didn’t care about the Mother Figure. But of recent he had been withdrawn, and I recently discovered that it was because he was being teased for not having a mom.
That was why he wanted to meet Ivory. Since Ivory was great with Investigations, My son thought he could find his Mother.
I was dying to find and know his Mother was. I wasn’t the type of guy to fuck around,and I had no relations, not since my relationship with Ivory ended, and since my Mate was Paralysed, she wasn’t able to give birth.
That leaves only one person: Ivory Wells. She was the only person I had sexual relations with. But it wasn’t possible that Jeremy was his child, She wouldn’t have sent him back to me. She would have taken care of him, herself, silently wanting to prove to me that she was capable of surviving without me.
Still, I had no one else I had slept with. I picked my phone and dialed Roger’s Phone.
“Yes Alpha?” He asked as he picked on the third ring.
“Find out also, if Ivory was ever Pregnant or ever had a child.” I said.
I had to get to the bottom of this. The mystery behind why she thought I hated her and wanted Revenge on her, the reason why she hated me so much.
And the Birth mother of Jeremy.
POV: Ivory Wells.My past seemed to be imposing itself upon me from every conceivable direction. Whenever I had the impression that I had conquered my suffering, something would take place that would immediately bring me back into experience. The advent of Darrel's kid, Jeremy, at this time, caused the old scars that I had believed had healed to become exposed.I couldn't help but think back on the night that everything in my world fell apart as I sat in my living room.Darcy, my sweet girl, died from her sickness that evening It was a miserable development that her disease had kept her from making every moment count and from developing and flourishing like different messes with her age.It was difficult to ignore the recollection since it was still so vivid, like an open wound that would never heal. I could see that she was petite in stature, and her eyes were really beautiful, gazing up at me with a youthful curiosity. After that, she vanished, taken away from me by a tragic turn of
POV: Darrell Williams.The more I discovered about Jeremy's past, the more mysteries emerged, ones that threatened to upend the foundation of everything I believed to be true. I felt more and more furious and frantic as it seemed like the universe was playing a cruel game of cat and mouse with me, holding the truth just out of my grasp.I had always taken great satisfaction in being a man who could steer a ship through the roughest seas with resolute determination and that I had everything under control. However, this predicament, this intricate web of falsehoods and deceit, made me question every choice I had ever made.I felt like a stranger in my own life as I sat in my study surrounded by a ton of files and documents. I was completely taken aback by the realization that Callum Wells, my reliable advisor, might have been involved. How could someone I had regarded as family, someone so close to me, betray me in this manner?"Hardin," I yelled, my voice tinged with a fatigue I had ne
POV: Jeremy Williams.As I dug more into the riddle of my origins, it felt like the universe was changing, like sand passing through my fingers. My view of reality grew further distorted with every discovery, leaving me to cling to a sense of security amid a tornado of doubt.The person in the epicenter of this tempest was Ivory Wells, a woman who had looked at me with contempt and hatred at first. But as the days stretched into weeks, a change started to occur. I saw glimmers of a softer side to her, a fragility that spoke to depths of suffering and grief I could hardly imagine.Ivory revealed a different side to me during those times when her guard was down: a side that was kind, sympathetic, and fiercely protective. Furthermore, I saw that I was pulled to her in a way that I couldn't quite put my finger on as our paths grew more and more entangled."Jeremy," she would remark in a firm yet gentle tone, "I understand that this is difficult for you." But regardless of where the truth
POV: JennaEvery inch of our once-calm pack was filled with tension, a tangible sensation of uneasiness. Dread was building as I watched Darrel get more and more engrossed in his quest to learn the truth about Jeremy's background and Ivory's exile.It was not only that he was spending endless hours reading through paperwork and questioning pack members; it was also that the thought of Ivory's name made his eyes light up. I couldn't quite pinpoint the spark that would light inside of him, but it would fill me with an incredible jealousy that felt like it would devour me alive.I was the Alpha's selected mate, the Luna, meant to rule beside him and guarantee the pack's success. But as I saw Darrel's obsession with Ivory intensify, I couldn't get rid of the sense that my authority was in jeopardy and that the groundwork for it was beginning to fall.I would say, "Darrel," a hint of desperation in my voice. "You're consumed by this fixation on Ivory and Jeremy's history. Are you not seein
POV: MiaIvory's struggle with her past demons was similar to watching a hurricane rip across the coast; it was strong, destructive, and seemed unstoppable. Being her closest friend, I had seen firsthand the fallout from the hurricane that had ripped through her life, leaving a path of emotional devastation that seemed unmanageable.All the same, our relationship held strong, a lifeline keeping us together in the middle of mayhem. The sister I never had, Ivory was the kindred spirit who knew me better than most people could.I was therefore there for her when the waves of her history crashed down on her again, prepared to ride out the storm as I had done innumerable times before."Mia," she would murmur, a tiredness in her voice that went right to my heart. I'm not sure whether I can handle much more of this.I would hug her at those times, trying to ease her pain as much as I could. Ivory was a force of nature a woman whose fortitude and resiliency had been developed in the furnace o
POV: Callum WellsMy secrets weighed like a millstone around my neck, pulling me more and more into the pit I had dug for myself. Fear that my well-woven web of falsehoods was going to come apart struck me as I watched Ivory and her companion Mia untangle the knotted strands of the past.Ivory, my half-sister, has been my shadow for a very long time. She was the preferred kid, the one the pack thought would succeed. And I, well, in the big picture, I was a footnote, an afterthought.The knowledge that I would never be able to live up to her was a painful pill to swallow. And as the years passed, that resentment turned into something deeper, more sneaky - envy that felt like it may swallow me whole.Ivory was shown the love of our father, the alpha of the pack, and I watched. Her road spread out in front of her like a golden carpet as I watched her grow into a stunning, self-assured young woman. And I raged, bitterly bemoaning the terrible hand fate had dealt me.Then, though, everythi
POV: Ivory WellsI felt more and more like Alice falling down the rabbit hole the farther into the maze of mysteries surrounding Jeremy's beginnings and my own turbulent past I dug. Every new discovery, every turn, just served to completely upend my perception of reality, leaving me clinging to straggles in a world that appeared to change and warp in front of my very eyes.It was a bewildering, dizzying trip that made me face the hard realities I had been burying for years. As the layers of dishonesty came off, I started to doubt everything I had ever believed and assumed to be true about myself.And yet, motivated by an unquenchable need for the truth that burned hotter than any flame, I continued even when the ground beneath me appeared to be collapsing. It was an unrelenting search that left no trail untrod and no opportunity untapped. It engulfed me."Ivory," Mia would reply, worry tinged in her voice. "You're overdoing it. Just before you really burn out, take a break."But I'd s
POV: Darrell WilliamsEverything I had thought about what had happened the night Ivory was taken away began to shift. I'm not sure if I did the right thing in banishing Ivory now, but I used to. Realizing that I wasn't as right as I thought is like my entire universe is collapsing. I was positive I had chosen wisely for a long time, but with every new piece of information, my perspective is changing, and it's perplexing.As I dug deeper into what happened that awful night, doubts started creeping in. Was I too proud to see the truth? The idea scared me.What if I wrongly banished an innocent person just to save face for the pack? That thought weighed heavily on me, almost overwhelming.But I couldn't ignore the unsettling truths surfacing. No matter how scary it was, I had to face our past for Ivory's sake and the pack's honor.Was I a fool, easily swayed by those with selfish agendas? The thought made me bristle with frustration. As Alpha, I was supposed to embody our pack's strength