Tyler's POVI stood by the great stone fireplace in the sitting room, hands clenched behind my back, as the late afternoon light shifted through gilded windows. The room smelled of polished wood and an invisible dark cloud loomed over.The living room was tense. The kind of tension that made your skin itch and the air feel too thick to breathe. Christian sat stiffly in one of the armchairs, his icy gaze locked on the door. Raya perched on the arm of his seat, arms folded, lips pursed. Alicia sat beside me, legs crossed, her eyes sharp as blades. And Leo, Leo stood by the window, not even pretending to hide the scowl on his face.The door opened.Moments later, Dr. Ava Alvarez walked with two of my guards escorting her from behind. The woman looked nervous, her hands twisting in front of her as she glanced around the room like a trapped deer.She should be. After all she was in a room packed full with angry werewolves who only saw her as dinner."Doctor Alvarez," Alicia said, gestur
EvelynFew minutes after Dr. Alvarez’s walked down the hall, the heavy tension in the grand room felt almost solid. Leo stood just inside the doorway, arms wrapped around himself, eyes fixed on the spot where Ava had been. Tyler leaned against the mantle, fists clenched, breath slow and measured. Christian stood opposite him, back straight, shoulders squared, a faint smirk playing at the corner of his mouth.The silence stretched so long that I could hear the fire’s crackle and the soft hum of the grandfather clock. I pressed my palms flat against the marble side table and tried to swallow the tremor in my throat.Finally, Christian broke it. His voice was low, almost bored. “Evelyn, gather your things. You’re coming with me.”My heart thudded so hard I thought it might burst.My chest tightened. I felt every eye in the room on me. "Excuse me?” I said, stepping forward. My voice wavered, betraying my fear.Christian’s smirk widened. “I’ll say it again. Pack your bags. You’re coming
Evelyn“I didn’t ask for this,” I said quietly. “I didn’t ask to be pregnant. I didn’t ask to be part of this stupid rivalry. And I sure as hell didn’t ask to be surrounded by men who think they own me.”I wiped my face roughly with my sleeve and stood back up.“No more of this.”My voice echoed slightly in the quiet room. I walked to the mirror above the dresser and looked at myself. My reflection looked tired. Pale. My hair was a mess. My eyes were rimmed with frustration.“I’m not just a mother-to-be. I’m not just a vessel. I’m Evelyn Williams. And I don’t belong to any of them.”I took a deep breath, steadied my shoulders, and nodded at my reflection.“I’ll choose. On my terms. And if they don’t like it… they can choke on it.”The wind rattled the window slightly. I didn’t flinch.Let them wait.I barely had time to collect myself when the door creaked open.I turned sharply, brows already furrowed.Alicia.She stepped in like she owned the place, all red lips and venom in her eye
EVELYNTwo weeks.It had been two full weeks since the agreement was made, and somehow, no one had ripped each other’s throats out yet.I shared a king-sized room with Leo, one of the guest suites at the far end of the house. It was spacious, quiet, and overlooked the southern garden. He didn’t overstep, didn’t push, just offered calm presence when I needed it and silence when I didn’t.The mornings are quiet. I wake first, light slipping through heavy curtains. Leo lies on another bed, breathing slow and even. I slip out of bed and pad over to the window. The ridge of Bluestone territory stretches beyond the gardens, rolling hills, pines, and the creek we discovered on my first day back. I trace the path with my eyes, thinking how different everything feels when the air is still.Most days, I find Leo in the library before breakfast. He sits in a wingback chair, a mug of tea in hand. I’ll bring him coffee, and we won’t speak for the first five minutes. It’s comfortable silence. Then
Evelyn's POVIn my lingerie, I sat despite knowing Tyler wouldn't be coming home today, but still, I waited beside the decorated room, resisting the urge to call him again as I had so many times before.The evening breeze flew into the room as the clock struck at midnight causing me to shiver.“Luna Evelyn, should we come clear the room since the Alpha isn’t back now?” I heard the voice of my head maid after her subtle knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts.“Let’s wait for thirty more minutes…maybe he’ll come” I replied, trying myself more than I was trying to convince her.For a moment I thought she had left until she whispered, “Do you need me now?”.“Go to bed, Elsie” I replied, and I sensed her wait for a while almost as though listening in before sighing and leaving me to my drowning thoughts.For the past three years, this has happened. I set up preparations, dolled myself up waiting for my husband and after waiting for a while, Elsie would come clear the decorations be
Evelyn's POVWith a wince, I rubbed my butt and met Tyler’s angry eyes… he glared at me with so much hatred and disgust that caused my heart to ache.I must have been crazy to think that just one drunken man talk would end three years of pent-up hatred.Gone was that vulnerability I saw yesterday and standing in front of me wasn’t the man I laid with yesterday.He was gone just like the alcohol had left his system.“Can’t you hear me? What the fuck are you still doing here?” He thundered, causing me to flinch.“Don’t you remember Ty?” I dared ask.“Yesterday was our anniversary Ty and you came in here drunk…” I added quietly avoiding his eyes, but I could still feel the intensity of his glare.If looks could kill, I’d be dead, but I was ready for this… I didn’t regret lying in his warmth even though it was just for a few hours.“We share no relationship, woman why were you laying on my body… you really have some nerve!” He snarled, venoms dripping from his words.“You came home drunk,
Evelyn’s POV“Ms. Eve, will you be free to stop by the office today?” Doctor Alvarez asked as I picked up my ringing phone.It’s been two long years since I stepped out of Bluestone pack without looking back once.“I’m on my way to Gregory’s office, Ava, is this something serious? I had already done my test this month… ”The fear in her voice when she continued scared me a bit, “Is it the cancer? Did you find another tumor?”Leaving Ty, I had nowhere to go and after leaving off as a rogue for a month, I stumbled into Alpha Gregory pack and rather than treating me like others had… he took me in and changed my life.I didn’t enjoy his protection for long before I was diagnosed with Cervical cancer… his support helped me pull through.It was safe to say that I spent the last two years treating cancer and falling in love with myself over again.“Breathe Eve, you just have to come in as soon as possible, and please don’t tell Alpha Gregory” she pleaded before ending the call.I diverted an
Evelyn's POV I forgot to breathe at that moment as I stood frozen in the doorway. Seated there, like a king on his throne, was the man who had broken my life into a thousand irredeemable pieces. Tyler Blackwood. His emerald eyes sprang lazily up to mine. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. He settled back into the chair, one leg crossed over the other, with that effortless air of authority which had drawn me to him initially. Black, tailored suiting fitted him sleek on his tall, muscular body and dark hair a casually unkempt air, tousled with intention. “Evelyn,” he drawled, a low, smooth baritone that sent a shiver of reaction up my spine. “It's been a while.” “What in the world do you think you're doing here?” I snapped, sharper than I'd meant to. My hands were clenching hard at my sides, my pulse hammering loudly in my ears. He slouched forward, dropping his elbows to his knees. That smirk had deepened to impregnate even his eyes. “Is that how you should be received
EVELYNTwo weeks.It had been two full weeks since the agreement was made, and somehow, no one had ripped each other’s throats out yet.I shared a king-sized room with Leo, one of the guest suites at the far end of the house. It was spacious, quiet, and overlooked the southern garden. He didn’t overstep, didn’t push, just offered calm presence when I needed it and silence when I didn’t.The mornings are quiet. I wake first, light slipping through heavy curtains. Leo lies on another bed, breathing slow and even. I slip out of bed and pad over to the window. The ridge of Bluestone territory stretches beyond the gardens, rolling hills, pines, and the creek we discovered on my first day back. I trace the path with my eyes, thinking how different everything feels when the air is still.Most days, I find Leo in the library before breakfast. He sits in a wingback chair, a mug of tea in hand. I’ll bring him coffee, and we won’t speak for the first five minutes. It’s comfortable silence. Then
Evelyn“I didn’t ask for this,” I said quietly. “I didn’t ask to be pregnant. I didn’t ask to be part of this stupid rivalry. And I sure as hell didn’t ask to be surrounded by men who think they own me.”I wiped my face roughly with my sleeve and stood back up.“No more of this.”My voice echoed slightly in the quiet room. I walked to the mirror above the dresser and looked at myself. My reflection looked tired. Pale. My hair was a mess. My eyes were rimmed with frustration.“I’m not just a mother-to-be. I’m not just a vessel. I’m Evelyn Williams. And I don’t belong to any of them.”I took a deep breath, steadied my shoulders, and nodded at my reflection.“I’ll choose. On my terms. And if they don’t like it… they can choke on it.”The wind rattled the window slightly. I didn’t flinch.Let them wait.I barely had time to collect myself when the door creaked open.I turned sharply, brows already furrowed.Alicia.She stepped in like she owned the place, all red lips and venom in her eye
EvelynFew minutes after Dr. Alvarez’s walked down the hall, the heavy tension in the grand room felt almost solid. Leo stood just inside the doorway, arms wrapped around himself, eyes fixed on the spot where Ava had been. Tyler leaned against the mantle, fists clenched, breath slow and measured. Christian stood opposite him, back straight, shoulders squared, a faint smirk playing at the corner of his mouth.The silence stretched so long that I could hear the fire’s crackle and the soft hum of the grandfather clock. I pressed my palms flat against the marble side table and tried to swallow the tremor in my throat.Finally, Christian broke it. His voice was low, almost bored. “Evelyn, gather your things. You’re coming with me.”My heart thudded so hard I thought it might burst.My chest tightened. I felt every eye in the room on me. "Excuse me?” I said, stepping forward. My voice wavered, betraying my fear.Christian’s smirk widened. “I’ll say it again. Pack your bags. You’re coming
Tyler's POVI stood by the great stone fireplace in the sitting room, hands clenched behind my back, as the late afternoon light shifted through gilded windows. The room smelled of polished wood and an invisible dark cloud loomed over.The living room was tense. The kind of tension that made your skin itch and the air feel too thick to breathe. Christian sat stiffly in one of the armchairs, his icy gaze locked on the door. Raya perched on the arm of his seat, arms folded, lips pursed. Alicia sat beside me, legs crossed, her eyes sharp as blades. And Leo, Leo stood by the window, not even pretending to hide the scowl on his face.The door opened.Moments later, Dr. Ava Alvarez walked with two of my guards escorting her from behind. The woman looked nervous, her hands twisting in front of her as she glanced around the room like a trapped deer.She should be. After all she was in a room packed full with angry werewolves who only saw her as dinner."Doctor Alvarez," Alicia said, gestur
Christian's POVThe moment I pushed the doors open, the room fell into a thick, uneasy silence. Every head turned in my direction.Good. That was the way it should be.I walked in without a word at first, letting the weight of my presence do what words couldn’t. My steps were slow, deliberate, the kind that made people shift in place and wonder if they should move out of the way.Then my eyes found her.Evelyn.She looked exactly how I remembered, like fire barely contained in human skin. Her posture screamed defiance, chin raised, eyes hard. Beautiful and unyielding. But what caught my attention wasn’t just her. It was the man beside her. Tall, lean, with an arm resting far too comfortably around her waist.That? That didn’t sit well with me.“Well,” I said finally, voice calm but sharp. “What do we have here?”Tyler chuckled. The sound scraped against my nerves. He pushed himself away from the fireplace, that same cocky glint in his eyes.“Well, this is unexpected,” he said, crossin
Evelyn's POV I forgot to breathe at that moment as I stood frozen in the doorway. Seated there, like a king on his throne, was the man who had broken my life into a thousand irredeemable pieces. Tyler Blackwood. His emerald eyes sprang lazily up to mine. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. He settled back into the chair, one leg crossed over the other, with that effortless air of authority which had drawn me to him initially. Black, tailored suiting fitted him sleek on his tall, muscular body and dark hair a casually unkempt air, tousled with intention. “Evelyn,” he drawled, a low, smooth baritone that sent a shiver of reaction up my spine. “It's been a while.” “What in the world do you think you're doing here?” I snapped, sharper than I'd meant to. My hands were clenching hard at my sides, my pulse hammering loudly in my ears. He slouched forward, dropping his elbows to his knees. That smirk had deepened to impregnate even his eyes. “Is that how you should be received
Evelyn’s POV“Ms. Eve, will you be free to stop by the office today?” Doctor Alvarez asked as I picked up my ringing phone.It’s been two long years since I stepped out of Bluestone pack without looking back once.“I’m on my way to Gregory’s office, Ava, is this something serious? I had already done my test this month… ”The fear in her voice when she continued scared me a bit, “Is it the cancer? Did you find another tumor?”Leaving Ty, I had nowhere to go and after leaving off as a rogue for a month, I stumbled into Alpha Gregory pack and rather than treating me like others had… he took me in and changed my life.I didn’t enjoy his protection for long before I was diagnosed with Cervical cancer… his support helped me pull through.It was safe to say that I spent the last two years treating cancer and falling in love with myself over again.“Breathe Eve, you just have to come in as soon as possible, and please don’t tell Alpha Gregory” she pleaded before ending the call.I diverted an
Evelyn's POVWith a wince, I rubbed my butt and met Tyler’s angry eyes… he glared at me with so much hatred and disgust that caused my heart to ache.I must have been crazy to think that just one drunken man talk would end three years of pent-up hatred.Gone was that vulnerability I saw yesterday and standing in front of me wasn’t the man I laid with yesterday.He was gone just like the alcohol had left his system.“Can’t you hear me? What the fuck are you still doing here?” He thundered, causing me to flinch.“Don’t you remember Ty?” I dared ask.“Yesterday was our anniversary Ty and you came in here drunk…” I added quietly avoiding his eyes, but I could still feel the intensity of his glare.If looks could kill, I’d be dead, but I was ready for this… I didn’t regret lying in his warmth even though it was just for a few hours.“We share no relationship, woman why were you laying on my body… you really have some nerve!” He snarled, venoms dripping from his words.“You came home drunk,
Evelyn's POVIn my lingerie, I sat despite knowing Tyler wouldn't be coming home today, but still, I waited beside the decorated room, resisting the urge to call him again as I had so many times before.The evening breeze flew into the room as the clock struck at midnight causing me to shiver.“Luna Evelyn, should we come clear the room since the Alpha isn’t back now?” I heard the voice of my head maid after her subtle knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts.“Let’s wait for thirty more minutes…maybe he’ll come” I replied, trying myself more than I was trying to convince her.For a moment I thought she had left until she whispered, “Do you need me now?”.“Go to bed, Elsie” I replied, and I sensed her wait for a while almost as though listening in before sighing and leaving me to my drowning thoughts.For the past three years, this has happened. I set up preparations, dolled myself up waiting for my husband and after waiting for a while, Elsie would come clear the decorations be