RUBY’S POV"Bye mom," Ruby and Rhett both waved as I helped them out of the car, their small hands clutching their lunchbox tightly."Alright, Munchies, I'll come pick you up after school," I waved back with a warm smile.Ruby quickly looked around before turning to face me, her cheeks pink with embarrassment. "Mummy, don't call me that," she whispered as she casted a wary glance over her shoulder.Rhett, catching on, let out a soft chuckle. "Alvin might hear you, and he'll tease her about it.” Turning to his sister, he switched to a mocking tone, which I guess was to mimic Alvin. “Hey Munchie.”I couldn’t hold back the laugh. "The boy you like in your class?" I asked with raised eyebrows. "Won't you like to introduce me to him?"
Roman's POV The day dragged on slower than I would have wanted it to. Each meeting felt like an eternity as I waited impatiently with my mind constantly wandering back to Ruby and the kids. My worry grew with each passing hour as I kept checking my phone for any news from Drew.Finally, during a particularly dull boardroom discussion, my phone buzzed with an incoming call. I glanced at the screen, my heart skipping a beat when I saw Drew's name flashing across it. Excusing myself from the meeting under the guise of an urgent matter, I hurriedly stepped out into the hallway and answered the call."Drew, what's the news?" I asked eagerly, trying to keep my voice steady despite the knot of tension in my stomach."Hey, Eric. I managed to get some basic info on Ruby," Drew replied in his usual calm and composed manner. "I'll send over the detailed version later, but I thought you'd want to know as soon as possible."My pulse quickened with anticipation as I listened intently, hanging on
RUBY'S POVMy fingers hovered over my phone, the unread message glaring at me like an unwelcome reminder. I had gone through it not once, twice or even thrice today.Even after leaving work, picking up Rhett and Ruby, making dinner and all, my mind was all over the place but they all boiled down to one person—Roman.I hadn’t replied his text. I didn’t need to. He wanted to talk? I scoffed and stuffed the phone back into my coat pocket. Of course, he wanted to talk—after all these years.I had left the house to get some groceries and hoping for a distraction but even those weren’t enough so I had driven to the park for a stroll.As I walked through the quiet park, the autumn wind blew through my hair, making me shiver as I took one step at a time.A part of me felt ridiculous for avoiding him like this, but the other part, the stronger part, couldn’t shake the memory of his cold words from seven years ago."I, Alpha Roman D’Angelo reject you, Ruby Blackwood, as my Luna and as my ma
“I didn’t want to hurt you,” he continued, his voice barely audible now. “But I saw the kids, and I just... I had to know.”I looked away, my heart pounding. I had kept the truth hidden for so long, buried beneath layers of resentment and heartache. But now, faced with Roman’s regret, the truth hovered on the tip of my tongue.“You’re not leaving this van until we talk,” Roman said firmly but not in an unkind manner."You don’t know anything about them, Roman," I said, trying to keep my voice steady, though my chest tightened with each word.His jaw clenched as he replied through gritted teeth. “I saw them, Ruby. They look just like—”“They’re not yours,” I cut him off before he could finish his sentence. The words came out sharper than I intended, like the crack of a whip. I needed to stop this before he got any closer to the truth. “I moved on. You don’t get to come back and claim something that isn’t yours.”For a brief moment, his face softened—just a flicker of vulnerability tha
Roman's POVI watched as Ruby stepped down from the van and the door slammed shut behind her. She didn’t look back, not even for a second. I couldn’t tear my eyes away—couldn’t stop the knot tightening in my chest as she walked away. Watching her leave hurt more now than it had seven years ago. It was like reliving that moment, only worse.Each heartbeat reminded me of my mistakes, guilt pressing relentlessly against my chest. I should not feel this way after what I did, but the guilt had been building up ever since I turned her down in front of everyone those years ago.A few moments passed before I realized the van was gone, the rumble of its engine fading into the distance. I hadn’t even noticed it leave. My feet felt rooted to the spot, my mind spinning with too many thoughts to make sense of any of them.I finally forced myself to move, staggering back to where my car was parked. I gasped for air as I leaned against it because the air was too thick to swallow. I pressed the heel
Ruby's POV It was a quiet Wednesday morning. The kind of morning that lulled into thinking the day might actually go smoothly. I should’ve known better.Helen, my closest friend, had offered to take Ruby and Rhett to school today. “You’ve been looking exhausted, Rubes,” she had said when she showed up at the door with her usual warm smile. “Why don’t you take a little time for yourself this morning?”I agreed, grateful for the help. Maybe a few hours alone would give me the chance to clear my head. After the kids left, the house felt too quiet. I tried to keep busy—distract myself by diving into the little chores I had been putting off. But the silence was suffocating. I scrubbed dishes from breakfast, straightened the furniture, picked up the pillow mess made by Ruby and Rhett. Just then my phone rang, looking at the phone screen it was Roman.Yeah, I saved his number so I would know when he calls. But I don’t need his call right now so I declined the call. I tried to return my att
I drove through the city streets, my thoughts swirling like the traffic around me. The late morning sunlight filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows on the road as I made my way to the little restaurant where Liam and I always met. It had been our go-to spot for years—a place where everything seemed to slow down, where I could escape the chaos of life, if only for a while.When I pulled into the parking lot, I spotted Liam through the large windows, already seated at our usual table by the window. I smiled to myself. He was always early.I stepped inside, the familiar smell of freshly baked bread and coffee hitting me as I walked toward him. The restaurant was quiet, with the soft hum of conversations and the clinking of plates in the background. As I approached, Liam stood up with that easy smile of his, one that always made me feel like everything was going to be alright."Been a while," he said, standing up to envelop me in a warm, familiar hug. I let out a sigh as I
As I pulled up to the familiar school gates, I could already see them—Ruby and Rhett—standing by the gatepost with their little backpacks slung over their shoulders. Rhett was the first to spot me, his face lighting up like a beacon.“Mom’s here, Ruby!” he exclaimed, tugging at her arm and stealing her attention away from her classmates.I smiled as I saw the twin faces brighten. “Mommy!” they chorused, springing from their seats and waving goodbye to their friends. They dashed towards the car, their laughter filling the air as they climbed in, Ruby’s school bag swinging wildly as she slipped into the backseat.“Hey, Munchies,” I greeted them with a grin, using the nickname they had known since they were toddlers.“Hi, Mom!” Ruby beamed.“Hey, Mom,” Rhett added, his smile a little quieter, but no less sincere.They fastened their seatbelts, something I had taught them to do without needing a reminder. It always made me proud to see how much they’d grown, even in the small things.As w
~Teen Ruby's POV~The wind on Silver Frost Peak has a fresh smell in spring—crisp pine, lilacs, and a hint of warmth. It feels calm and settled. It's been almost twelve years since the last war ended. Twelve years since blood was spilled, and we lived in fear. After all this time, our world can finally breathe easy again.And now? The Silver Frost Pack isn't just a stronghold. It's home. It’s laughter echoing from stone balconies. It’s children playing without looking over their shoulders. It’s wolves racing through wildflower fields, not for battle, but for joy.Mom and Dad—they’re not just my parents. They’re legends.Everyone knows Ruby Blackwood D’Angelo and Roman D’Angelo. The Luna who once stood on cracked bones to protect her blood, and the Alpha who bent his power to hold her heart.But at home? They're just Mom and Dad.Dad still smirks when he catches Mom rolling her eyes. Mom still mutters “I swear I’ll murder him” when he forgets to close the back door. He still doesn
Ruby's POVRoman was quiet after the fight. Too quiet.He didn’t complain about the bruises, the slow way he moved, or how he occasionally winced when standing too fast. He just… watched me. Every time I brought him water or pressed a cool cloth to his shoulder, every time I adjusted his bandage or touched his arm longer than necessary—he watched me.Not like a patient. Like a man memorising his reason to stay alive.He didn’t ask for help, but I gave it. Just like he once nursed me when I was broken, lost, confused, and afraid of what I’d become. Back then, his hands had steadied me without demanding anything in return. So now, I gave him the same.It felt… right.The pack had settled for now. No threats. No chaos. No one knocking on the door screaming for blood. Just silence and this fragile space we were building together, like walking on a glass bridge in bare feet.And then, one evening—when the bruising on his cheek had finally faded to a yellow-brown smear and the dark exhaus
~Roman's POV~The scent hit me first.The smell was heavy and strong—like a mix of blood and smoke in the wet earth. Even though it had rained yesterday, the dampness couldn’t cover up that other smell. It was sharp and metallic, and it felt deeply unsettling.The moonlight filtered through the trees, creating bright spots on the ground while shadows from the low branches danced around us. As Kai and I made our way through the woods, I could hear the crunch of twigs and leaves under my boots, but I wasn't focused on the here and now. My thoughts were racing ahead, wondering what awaited us.And then we saw him.“Rhett?” I stopped short.He was just standing there. Still as stone, eyes wide like he’d seen a ghost. His lips were slightly parted, his skin a few shades too pale.Kai stepped up beside me. “How the hell—?”“I don’t know,” Rhett said quickly. “I swear I don’t. One minute I was in the room... and the next... I was here.”“Sleepwalking?” I asked, my chest tightening as I ste
~Ruby’s POV~The wind was sharp that night—cold and wild, like it knew what I was walking into.It didn’t howl. It whispered. Like the trees were holding their breath, the stars refusing to blink. A silence thick enough to hear your own heartbeat in your throat.I left the letter folded neatly on the kitchen counter. One for Roman. One for the twins. I didn’t write much—no drawn-out goodbyes, no sentimental fluff. Just enough for them to understand I had to do this alone.I couldn't risk Roman holding me back. Not with his heart, not with his fear. Not this time.And now I stood beneath the broken arches of the ruined sanctuary, deep in the forest where no streetlights dared to shine. The stones were old, their carvings worn down by the wind and time. Moss covered everything, feeling thick and damp beneath my boots. The shattered stained-glass window above let in bits of moonlight, casting patches of red and blue on the floor like blood and bruises.She was already there, of course.
~Ruby's POV~I knew something was wrong the second I saw Rhett sitting on the edge of the couch, shoulders tight, hands tucked beneath his thighs like he was trying to stop himself from shaking. His eyes darted to me when I walked in, then back to the floor.“Mom,” he whispered.I sat beside him. “What is it, baby?”He looked up, his little face pale and frightened. “There was… there was light. From my hands. Like real light, not in my head. It burned.”I bit my lips. Roman had actually told me what he sawI didn’t know what to say at first. I felt Roman’s shadow behind me, his presence instantly tense.“What do you mean, it burned?” I asked carefully.“I dreamed again,” Rhett continued. “Shadows and fire. But this time… when I woke up, my hands were glowing. Like fire, but not hot. And then it stopped. And it happened earlier today during training.” I reached out, gently cupping his cheek. “Did anyone else see it?”He shook his head. “Just me, Aunt Esperanza and Uncle Evan.“Okay,”
~Roman’s POV~The late afternoon sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm glow over the open training field. The air was filled with the sounds of light grunts, the thud of feet on the ground, and the rustle of grass being disturbed by determined movements. I stood just outside the entrance to the field, my hands in my pockets, quietly watching everything happen.In the centre of the clearing, Rhett was hard at work. Sweat trickled down his forehead, and his cheeks were bright red from the effort. His moves were sharp. They weren’t perfect—he was only six, after all—but the fact that he was out here, going up against Evan and Esperanza, said a lot."Keep working on those forms, Rhett!" Evan called out."You're doing really well," Esperanza added from the sideline, her arms crossed, a satisfied smirk on her face.I watched as Rhett adjusted his footing, shifting his weight like Evan taught him. He maintained a wide stance, with his knees bent just enough, his spine straight, and his f
~Ruby's POV~“Miss me, Ruby?”My breath caught. My throat went dry. That voice—smooth, mocking, sharp like a blade drawn slowly from its sheath.“Sarah,” I whispered.She laughed. “Still sounds good coming out of your mouth. But don’t worry—I’m not here to play games. Not yet.”And then, just before the line went dead: “Roman is mine and I’ll make sure of it. So be ready, Ruby. I always get what I want.”It echoed in my ears long after the silence took over. The words weren’t new. She’d said them once before, months ago at that party.That night still haunted me.Her red dress. Her wineglass clutched with elegance. Her gaze, like a sniper’s, locked on Roman and burning holes through me.“I don’t know what little fairytale you’re living in,” she’d whispered that night, smiling like we were old friends. “But Roman belongs to me. And I don’t lose.”I hadn't taken it seriously. I’d told myself she was just jealous. Obsessed. Bitter.But now?Now I knew better.I stormed down the hallway.
~Kai’s POV~The dim blue glow of my laptop screen was the only light in the office, throwing strange shadows across the scattered papers and empty coffee cups. My fingers flew across the keyboard, heart hammering in my chest as I pulled the last of the encrypted files from Damien’s hidden folder.Almost there. Just a few more seconds.Lines of code scrolled faster than my eyes could follow, the Tribunal’s secure database unravelling in front of me like an old, fragile map. I had hacked into high-clearance systems before—military, government, and even private wolf packs—but this felt different. More dangerous. More... necessary."Come on," I muttered, tapping my foot anxiously.Finally, the upload bar blinked green: SUBMISSION COMPLETE.I sat back with a sharp breath, wiping my forehead with the back of my hand. The files—everything: illegal experiments, secret auctions, conspiracies — were now public. Leaked under a fake, high-level Alpha Court signature. The Tribunal had no choic
~Ruby's POV~We were under attack.The cold night air hit my face as I stood on the balcony, the wind tugging at my clothes. My heart raced in my chest, pounding hard. Below, I watched as soldiers and warriors sprang into action, their weapons shining in the dim light. I could hear their shouts and the commands being yelled over the growing tension.No time to waste.I quickly turned and raced down the marble stairs, the sound of my boots pounding against the floor ringing in my ears. I wasn’t thinking about the warriors gathering or the enemies getting closer; my main concern was the kids.Always the kids.I reached their room and flung the door open, my breath coming fast.“Mom?” Rhett sat up in bed, rubbing his eyes, confusion twisting his young face.“What’s going on?” Little Ruby asked.I forced a smile — a poor disguise, but the best I could manage. I crouched quickly beside their beds, gathering them close.“Nothing too serious," I said lightly. "Just a small fight. Nothing t