Masuk~AUTHOR’S NOTE~ To my lovely readers, Thank you so much for taking the time to read my story. Your support truly means more to me than words can express. Every page you turned, every moment you spent in this world I created, is something I will never take for granted. I hope this story made you feel something….whether it was excitement, heartbreak, joy, or even a little escape from reality. Writing it was a journey I deeply cherished, and sharing it with you makes it even more special. Thank you for being here, for your support, and for giving my words a place in your time and heart. It truly means everything to me. I love you all so much.❤️❤️ And if you haven't read my other book, “Triplet Temptation; My stepbrothers are triplets” do well to check out that great masterpiece. You'll really enjoy it. Thanks once again.❤️
~HOLLY~Peace feels strange.Not in a bad way… just unfamiliar.After everything that’s happened, after the chaos, the fear, the pain… sitting here in the quiet of the house feels almost unreal.But I know something important still needs to be done.So I do it.I call them all on the fifth day.Damien, Gabriel and Ella.No more silence. No more things left unsaid.We gather in the sitting room, the four of us, the space filled with a quiet tension that isn’t hostile… just heavy with everything we’ve been through.I sit forward slightly, my hands clasped together, my heart beating a little too fast.This matters.They matter.I take a breath.“I’ll go first,” I say softly.Three pairs of eyes turn to me.I look at Gabriel, really look at him, and my chest tightens.“Gabriel… I’m sorry.”The words come out steadier than I expect, but they carry everything I feel.“I’m sorry for betraying you. For lying to you. For keeping things from you when you trusted me… when
~HOLLY~I wake slowly.Not the kind of waking where your eyes snap open and your body jerks upright.No.This is soft and gradual.Like I’m being pulled up from somewhere deep and quiet… somewhere warm and safe.For a moment, I don’t move.I just lie there, breathing and feeling alive.My lashes flutter open, and the first thing I see is the ceiling above me.Too familiar.My brows knit slightly as my gaze drifts across the room… the walls, the curtains, the faint scent of cedar and something darker that always lingers in this place.My chest tightens.Damien’s house.My room.I’m… here?I push myself up slowly, my heart beginning to race as memory crashes into me all at once….the forest, the cold, Nicholas, the war, and Damien….My breath catches sharply as I recall the memory of Damien on the ground, still and not breathing.A shaky exhale leaves me as I press a hand to my chest.“No…” I whisper, looking around again as if confirming it. “I’m not there any
~DAMIEN~It’s over now.The words leave my mouth like a verdict… final, unshakable.But I know better.This isn’t over.Not yet.My eyes lift slowly from Holly’s face, from the fragile rise and fall of her chest, from the girl who just dragged me back from death itself… and they land on the one man who caused all of this.Nicholas.He’s already stepping back and retreating.Not just him… his warriors too. The seven of them shift uneasily behind him, exchanging glances, their instincts screaming what mine already knows.They feel it.They feel what I’ve become and what she's made me…. stronger, faster, and untouchable.Cowards.My jaw tightens.I move carefully, gently, like she might break if I’m not careful, and I walk toward Gabriel.He’s already on his feet, his eyes wide, still trying to process everything that just happened. Blood stains his clothes, his breathing uneven, but he’s alive.That’s all that matters for now.I stop in front of him.For a se
~DAMIEN~I felt death.Not the idea of it. Not the fear of it.But the actual moment it takes you.The way everything goes quiet.The way your body stops belonging to you.The way the world… just ends.I remember the last breath leaving my lungs.I remember the weight of my body hitting the ground.I remember thinking….. so this is it.And then, something dragged me back.Not gently. Not naturally.But with force so ancient and commanding that it overrode death itself.My chest burns as air slams into my lungs.My back arches off the ground as I gasp….violent, desperate, and alive.Alive.That realization hits me like a blow.No.That’s not possible.I know I died. I felt it. I accepted it.So how the hell am I…It hits me before I can even finish the thought.A power.It crashes into me like a tidal wave….. ancient, overwhelming, and terrifying.My wolf howls inside me, not in dominance…..but in submission.Every instinct I have screams the same thing.Bow.
~HOLLY~I can’t breathe.Something is pulling me apart, and open.Like something buried deep inside me is being forced to the surface.My body is still suspended in the air, weightless, glowing, burning, and yet I feel like I’m drowning in memories.“No… stop…” I whisper, my voice trembling as my head throbs violently.But it doesn’t stop. It only gets worse.I see darkness first, then I hear the sound of rain….so much rain, and a woman's soft and loving voice.“It’s going to be okay… my little tide…”My heart stutters.That voice…..“M… Mom…?” My breath catches.And suddenly I’m not here anymore.~~~~I’m somewhere else now, in a small and dimly lit room.The air feels heavy… wrong.My mother is lying on a bed, her face pale, her breathing uneven….but she’s smiling.Smiling at me.At something she’s holding….a baby.Me.“You’re stronger than you think…” she whispers weakly, brushing a tiny hand with trembling fingers. “Stronger than all of them…”Thunder crash
~HOLLY~No.No, no, no…..This isn’t real.It can’t be real.I'm running towards Damien's body, but Nicholas stops me and pulls me back forcefully.“Let me go!” I scream, my voice breaking as I fight against Nicholas’s grip.His arm is like iron around me, locking me in place while the world crumbles right in front of my eyes.Damien is lying on the ground…..not moving, not breathing.Not….“No!” I thrash harder, my entire body shaking violently. “Nicholas, let me go! Let me GO!”But he doesn’t.Of course he doesn’t.I can feel him behind me, steady, unshaken, as if the sight of Damien’s lifeless body means nothing.Like this is all just a game to him.Rage explodes inside my chest…. hot, blinding, and consuming.“I said LET ME GO!” I scream, twisting sharply and slamming my elbow backward with everything I have.He barely flinches, but I don't stop.I claw at him, shove him, kick wildly….desperate, frantic, feral.Something inside me snaps.And suddenly, I fe







