LOGINWesley POV Mom and I were talking when a football rolled into the room. A little boy came charging after it, scooped it up, then paused when he noticed us. He couldn't have been more than three years old."Who's this little menace?" I said with a snort.Mom had no idea.A young woman hurried in after him."Maverick, get back here!"She stopped short the moment she saw us, and seemed mortified.“Isabella," she said with a smile. "I'm glad you and your son are settling in.""I'm sorry, my lady. I thought he was asleep. I was helping in the kitchen.""Nonsense," Mom said , resting the back of her hand against the little boy's forehead. "Let him run around. As long as he doesn't knock over my figurines, we're perfectly fine.""How are you, handsome? What's your name?""Maverick," he replied."Oh? That's a strong name," Mom said, smiling up at Isabella.I wasn't looking until now and recognized the boy's mother as the same girl who'd walked straight into me.She seemed about my sister's a
Family guide Parents: Lisa & Cameron- Wesley (24)- Anita (21)Parents: Franklin & Nadia- Emma (21)Parents: Kieran & Susan- Charlie (23)Enjoy!==============Wesley POVHaving what looked like a real family had once been something I'd taken for granted. These days, I liked to pretend it didn't matter. The truth was, it did.My parents had been married for twenty-four years. Most people would expect the excitement to have worn off by now, leaving only routine, duty, or habit. Somehow, they had escaped that fate. They were still hopelessly in love.Dad leaned toward Mom and whispered something that made her laugh.They weren't the only ones.Grandma and Grandpa Kieran were just as bad. Charlie, my uncle and best friend, never missed a chance to complain that his parents were too old to act like teenagers. Then there was Aunt Nadia and Franklin. Their daughter, Emma, always pretended to gag whenever they got too affectionate.I looked away before any of them noticed me watching.No
My body was overwhelmed by pain and confusion, even as I held myself together.My wolf shrank into herself with a whine. Our mate was looking right through us. He didn't even react, as though he hadn't seen or felt anything.The mate bond was supposed to be the one thing nobody questioned. The Moon chose. Both wolves knew. It was simple. Then why was mine standing in front of me as though I were invisible?I remained frozen as my sister's arm settled on my mate's shoulder. None of them paid any attention to me.Was he ignoring me on purpose?I couldn't walk over and tell a complete stranger he was my mate when he hadn't even looked at me twice. Especially not in Barbara's presence.Every time I thought I'd found something good, it slipped away before I could hold on to it. The only person I had ever been able to call mine was Maverick, and even with him, nothing came easily. Every day was another fight to keep him safe, fed, and accepted in a world that could dismiss him over the basi
Twenty-five Years LaterIsabella POV"My son is burning up. Please help him!"I rushed into the pack medical center, clutching my four-year-old tighter against my chest. He cried in my arms, his skin so hot it burned against mine.The hospital receptionist looked me over from head to toe before her gaze settled on Maverick's flushed face."And why haven't you brought him in sooner?" she asked.The words caught in my throat.Maverick had been sick for three days. I had spent every one of them begging my father and stepmother Gwen to let me use the family ID card. They refused. They knew the hospital wouldn't treat us without it, and stepmother Gwen would rather watch my son die than let anyone in this pack discover I was the product of her husband's affair.The receptionist waited. She expected me to reach into my pocket and hand over the card."I... don't have one."Her forehead creased. "What do you mean? Whose family do you belong to?"My heart sank. If I said my father's name, they
Lisa pov Cameron and I stayed in each other's arms. I had no idea how long we stood there. We kissed, I cried, and every emotion I could possibly feel crashed over me. Shock. Relief. Joy. Love. After everything we'd survived, he was finally standing here, and he was truly mine."It's real," he said, cupping my face as he laughed. He kissed my forehead, my cheeks, the corners of my eyes, wiping away my tears between kisses. "I still can't believe it. Somebody pinch me."I pinched his arm."Ouch." He laughed even harder and pulled me back into his arms. "I walked right into that one."I smiled through my tears."I love you, Lisa," he said. "I love you with everything in me. And I can't wait to show you off to the world."I looked past him.Mom and Kieran stood near the foyer, smiling quietly as they watched us. Their hands were linked together.Then Cameron stepped back.Before I could ask what he was doing, he dropped to one knee.I stared at him."Cameron..."He looked up at me with
Lisa POVThe last month felt like a strange, quiet dream.Everything just... worked.We were finally through the worst of it. I was in the last stage of my pregnancy, which meant I had the grace of a refrigerator on legs. Everything ached, my feet hated me, and I treated every chair like a lifelong friend. I was tired after doing almost anything, but for the first time in months, hope didn't feel like a mistake.Mom did everything she could to keep me calm. Dr. Harry checked on me almost every day, and whenever fear crept back in, they always found a way to chase it away.“I trust the daughters,” Mom said. "If they could help Cameron after everything he went through, they can help you too."I sighed."I hope you're right."Tomorrow, Cameron and I would finally see each other again. His purification was over. Weeks of rituals, isolation, and endless rules had kept us apart. I missed the little things more than I'd expected; the way everything felt steadier when he was close.The waitin
Lisa The safehouse looked locked down from the outside. It was a narrow duplex with sealed windows and thick curtains pulled shut, the air trapped inside.My mom and I stood in the living room, looking around at furniture that wasn’t ours. A keypad blinked beside the door. Franklin punched in a cod
Lisa POVI stood in the bathroom with the door closed, staring at my reflection. The light above the mirror showed the tiredness under my eyes and the faint crease between my brows that had not been there a few months ago. I leaned forward and splashed water on my face. The water felt cool against
Lisa Evangeline showed up a few minutes later.“Mrs Hartwell, it’s so good to see you. How are you feeling?”My mother stood there for a second, still adjusting to her vision, then accepted the hug.“Much better, thank you. And thank you for letting me stay here. It’s very generous.”“Oh, please.
CAMERON POVI kept my distance from Lisa and stopped going near her room or looking for reasons to see her. It was the only way to steady things with Evangeline and keep the house from turning into a war zone.Evangeline stayed close to me during meals and followed me through the house as if monitor







