MasukTaylor POV The dim light of the hospital room cast soft shadows across Mirabella’s face. She held the moonstone ring in her hand, her fingers tight around it as if it were the one thing anchoring her in the storm that had become her life. Her dark eyes flickered with emotion—hesitation, confusion, hope. I could feel her walls starting to crack, but she wasn’t ready to let them down completely. Not yet. “I just need time,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. I reached for her hand, brushing my lips gently across her knuckles. “Take all the time you need, Bella,” I murmured, my voice steady. “I’m not going anywhere.” She stared at me, the weight of everything unsaid lingering between us. After a long silence, she shifted slightly, making room beside her on the bed. “Will you stay?” she whispered, almost as if she were afraid I’d say no. The vulnerability in her voice shattered me. “Always,” I promised, climbing into the narrow bed beside her. She
Knowing Mirabella was about to say she would remain married to her abuser instead of fighting for us, I decided to act. I needed to make sure she understood that I would respect her choices, but if she was wrong, I wouldn’t hesitate to tell her. She has no idea about my existence as a werewolf, and I’m more than certain she has no clue werewolves even exist. I wasn’t sure how I would explain this to her—it’s a lot for anyone to handle, especially now that she just found out she’s pregnant. Telling her the full truth might be too overwhelming. But maybe, just maybe, I could say enough to spark her curiosity, make her want to learn more. The rule is clear: we don’t tell them what we are. They have to figure it out on their own, even if they are destined to be the Luna of my pack. I pressed my lips gently against hers, feeling her tense under my touch. Mirabella hesitated, her body frozen in place as her mind raced. I knew I had dropped too many bombshells, leaving her spinning
Natasha closed the door behind her and quickly asked with worry, "What happened? I thought my brother had made a good offer, and our parents were just excited to reunite with you again. Why are you crying, Bella?" She took a box of tissues and placed them on my lap. No matter what she did or said, I had no words. I didn’t know what I wanted. Moving felt like a sin. Suddenly, the fear of having Nick’s baby overwhelmed me, and my entire body started to shake. She hugged me quickly, and after that, I don’t remember what happened next. When I opened my eyes, only the sound of the machines greeted me. The entire room felt colder than it should. I tried to move, but Natasha was nowhere in sight. Why was I looking for her? Did I really believe she cared about me? She was sent by Taylor, and I know for a fact this pregnancy is the only reason she was sent. Once I’m further along, I’ll do a blood test to find out who the father is. Then I’ll either get divorced and leave with my ba
Seeing Taylor made me smile and my nerves left me. He looked so happy to finally talk to me in peace and without worrying over Nick. I have to say his plan of acting like we are related is a clever plan. Holding the wolf tightly he smiles wider and said with a puff from his chest. “I see you got my gift and I’m glad you like him, I called him Love because I gave him out of love to you, he was made by my fur.” His expression was weird, maybe he meant his white hair. It’s very unique I have to say, but how could his hair be turned into a stuff animal? With these questions I heard him talk to which snapped me from my mind. “I saw you went somewhere after what I said about Love, I’ll explain after you read the book Fated to the Sapphire Alpha by Meg Elly Gerena, you need to understand better than Mishi did.” What he said got me curios and I asked him. “Is that a book I can buy online or is it in an app?” He scratched his nose as he said, “it’s in Kindle and Amazon next yea
Hearing Nick talk in the living room made me feel uneasy. I knew if I asked him for anything, he wouldn't give it to me. I also knew my guy friends would help me, but if I reached out to them, Nick would beat me for talking to other men. Feeling conflicted, I took one more step out of my room and heard Nick’s footsteps approaching. The nausea that swept over me didn't help, especially with the smell of alcohol wafting toward me. “What are—” I puked all over Nick just as he started to talk, and some of it went into his mouth. He bent over and puked a second later. Once he had finished, he straightened up and said, “Get in the car. Now.” I walked to the car, but Nick passed me without acknowledging my state. As I made my way down the two flights of stairs, I feared falling. I tried to take it slow and steady, but Nick’s voice echoed again, shouting, “Can you hurry it up?” He kept yelling as I made my way down, and once I reached the car, I held my stomach, trying to ignore h
Finally, I set the cup down and reached for my phone. I hesitated, then dialed my sister’s number. It rang a few times before she picked up. “Bella?” My sister’s voice was sharp with concern. “Where are you? Nick’s been blowing up my phone looking for you.” “I’m fine,” I said quickly, not wanting her to worry. “I’m at Aunt Lydia’s. I… I just needed some space.” “What happened?” “I’ll explain later. Can you do me a favor? I need you to get my car from Silas’s place. It’s still there, and I don’t want Nick getting his hands on it.” There was a pause on the other end of the line. “Are you sure you’re okay?” “Yeah, I’m sure. Just… please, can you get the car?” “Okay, I’ll take care of it. Just… be careful, Bella.” “Thanks, I will.” I hung up and let out a long breath, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders. Aunt Lydia was watching me, her expression gentle but curious. “I’m sorry to b







