LEONARDO
I couldn’t take it.
That lady blocking me—I couldn’t take it.
Shall I call it pride or ego? I wasn’t sure, but I couldn’t let it slide. I had to pay her back. I had to snatch my power back from her.She didn’t know it was me, yet it didn’t make a difference.
I tried to shake it off my mind several times, but I just couldn’t help it. I walked back to my room and grabbed the laptop.I opened another account and used a different name.
This time, I was going to use artificial intelligence to help me with the right words since I was good at it.It was the only way I could get her.
Yes, I was going to message the Maya that blocked me. I would be the perfect gentleman—and then I would ghost her after some days. That way, I could take back my power.I didn’t know why, but I felt a rush of energy.
The kind a little child feels when they are given a new toy. Yes, I felt that. Which was weird. It was so weird, I shrugged.A knock came on the door, taking my attention for a few seconds. I turned and saw my stepbrother and beta walk in—Jethro. I turned back to the laptop, gradually checking if the woman had accepted my friend request.
“Leonardo, I think we might have news of the slut who ran with your baby,” he said.
I turned to him, unsure whether to believe him.
We had searched for six months, and I had begun to lose hope. If this was true, then I could finally have an heir. But I didn’t want to keep my hopes high again.“Jethro, I think it’s time we stop searching. It’s been six months. The slut doesn’t want to be found. Maybe this is the way the Moon Goddess wants to punish me for killing off an entire pack.”
He stiffened.
“Because the pack killed your mate. You did nothing wrong. They shouldn’t have subjected you to everlasting pain in the first place. I will keep searching with the men. You can count on me to never give up,” Jethro said, patting my shoulder.
Then his eyes met with my laptop screen—one I had almost forgotten.
“What is that?” he asked.“Nothing.” I shut the laptop before he looked further. A shameful expression took over my face. I just couldn’t help it.
He raised his hands in the air, surrendering, before walking out of the room. I watched his retreating figure until he was out of sight. When I was sure, I opened the laptop again.
Plus, I needed something to take my mind off the situation.
Hence, speaking to the arrogant Maya wouldn’t be bad.This time, I used artificial intelligence.
“Hello, how are you?” I began with a smooth conversation.
She replied this time—fast.
Then, we began to chat. Artificial intelligence did all the talking. Maya has twins. I told her that I was from another pack, on the outskirts of the state.She was happy about that. She even sent a smiley emoji.
Artificial intelligence told me not to jump into what I wanted. I needed to make her feel comfortable first. The conversation went on and on. At some point, we began to joke—all artificial intelligence—but I was finding it interesting.Days upon days, this went on.
The conversation soaked. It got better to the point that I didn’t have to use artificial intelligence anymore. I didn’t care about her. Hell no—I only ever cared about my dead mate, Bianca.All I wanted was for Maya to feel the pain of getting rejected and blocked. To get my superiority back.
She would be amused.Artificial intelligence mentioned that I should get her twins a gift—one that would resonate with her.
Hence, I had Grandma—from the orphanage—make them matching knitting sets. This way, I could garner her trust.
I was an Alpha, and no one should ever question my supremacy—whether they knew it was me or not.Maya overstepped, and I was going to crush her right back—even harder this time.
“Twin set? For whom?” Grandma asked as she knitted the sweater.
It was a pink set for the female twin. She was done with the male’s wear, which was blue in color.I was catching up on work when she popped the question.
I gently raised my head. “A pack member who just gave birth,” I said, looking back at my laptop.
“As the Alpha’s Gamma, he has asked me to make them for a pack member.”
I could only ever lie to them that I was the Alpha Gamma, as my aura was still overwhelming—even though I had dimmed it to the lowest.Grandma smiled.
“Maybe that Alpha Leonardo is not as bad as people make him out to be, you know,” she said innocently.Only if she knew it was me—the one she often referred to as ‘Uncle.’
No one knew my name. I never told them.
I introduced myself as ‘Uncle,’ and everyone got used to the name. I looked away gently. I wished people saw the pain I often felt too. After destroying that pack, everyone feared me. Some loathed me.I wonder if the kids feared and hated me too.
Finally, Grandma finished knitting the clothes and gave them to me.
She packaged them well, hence they were photo-worthy.“Also, don’t forget about the cook you wanted to hire. Responsibilities have become even more, and I think I need an extra hand now,” Grandma said.
I nodded. It was in my plan.
But that restaurant lady wouldn’t even heed to all of my requests. I was hoping she would consider me, especially after sending those expensive gifts. She returned them and said she wanted nothing to do with me. Geez, she was still really pissed. What was her name again? I couldn’t recollect.Well, I texted Maya as soon as I was back in my room.
I sent the photo of the knitted outfits to her—and as expected, she melted.
“Wow, this is so nice, Ardo,” she said.
I gave her the last four letters of my name.“How about we meet? We have been talking for some time now, and I think that it is just great that we meet and talk better.”
Wow. Finally.
It was the perfect time to block her.
Yeah—this was until she sent her photo.
We didn’t exchange photos prior.The moment I saw the photo, I recognized her.
I wasn’t sure, but she looked really familiar.It was as if I had seen her face before.
Then it hit.
The slut.
It was the slut.
Her face—although I hadn’t seen her properly—looked exactly like the slut!MAYAI knew her.The vision, it was so familiar, it ran through my body like ice.I did this to her.I was the one who hurt her.Why… why was I seeing this?Tears streamed down both sides of my face.I opened my eyes and saw her staring at me, confused, surprised by my reaction.I took a step back.She kept looking at me, those ombre eyes locked on mine, still stunned.“Are you okay?” she asked.I turned away, wiping my tears.This was all my fault. The vision… it had been so real. I did that to her.I… I slept with her husband.The confession in my head felt like acid—burning through every part of me.“I’m sorry,” I whispered, the tears refusing to stop.“I’m really, really sorry.” I looked her in the eyes, and she raised her brows, trying to understand what I meant.How could I tell her that her husband had paid me—for years—to sleep with him?That I was the reason their bond had been damaged?At that moment, the children started crying.I rushed to them and found Jenna’s violet ey
LEONARDO.I found her.The slut.The one who ran with my baby.It was her.A part of me knew it wasn’t the time for her to bear the children but she had them. She had some explaining to do.I hardly saw her face, but I noticed the resemblance. I saw the side of her face. That was why the picture was so damn familiar. She was going to come with me today and I was going to have my children with me. All of this would happen today! I just needed her to explain to me why she was trying to find another father for my kids! I called Jethro through the mindlink instantly.“Where are you?” I asked, my voice hard and impatient.“Out. Why?” he replied.“I need you right now. I found the slut.” Some sort of excitement, twisted and burning, filled me up.Now I was ready to meet her.As I spoke to Jethro through the mindlink, I was typing her the location where we would meet.‘What time do you think is okay?’ I asked her.“How did you find her?” Jethro asked.I couldn’t tell him I had been on a da
MAYAStella had taken over my phone while I focused on cooking. She was always better with words—at least the charming ones that kept men glued. She flirted, laughed, and passed the phone back to me when it was time to get serious. It was part of our process.That was how I met Ardo.He was almost a regular man.He always had the right words to say. The kind that didn’t just catch your attention but held it like a gentle embrace. Words that made me feel seen, appreciated. He was calm, patient—almost too perfect. Every conversation left me smiling, even when I didn’t mean to.But I wasn’t ready to fall in love. That part of me had died the day Alpha Leonardo ruined my life. Love had no place in my world anymore. Only vengeance.Still, Ardo’s role was clear. I needed a man—someone the world would believe was the father of my children. It was part of my plan. When the time came for me to step into Leonardo’s place and work for him, I couldn’t let him suspect the truth. The children could
LEONARDOI couldn’t take it.That lady blocking me—I couldn’t take it.Shall I call it pride or ego? I wasn’t sure, but I couldn’t let it slide. I had to pay her back. I had to snatch my power back from her.She didn’t know it was me, yet it didn’t make a difference.I tried to shake it off my mind several times, but I just couldn’t help it. I walked back to my room and grabbed the laptop.I opened another account and used a different name.This time, I was going to use artificial intelligence to help me with the right words since I was good at it.It was the only way I could get her.Yes, I was going to message the Maya that blocked me.I would be the perfect gentleman—and then I would ghost her after some days. That way, I could take back my power.I didn’t know why, but I felt a rush of energy.The kind a little child feels when they are given a new toy.Yes, I felt that. Which was weird.It was so weird, I shrugged.A knock came on the door, taking my attention for a few seconds.
LEONARDO “Perhaps you could adopt a child. I mean why not?” Nina’s voice sounded in my head again. I couldn’t take her little voice out of my mind. She had said those words so casually the last time I visited the orphanage. It stuck. And then I saw this ad. It said I could connect with anyone I wanted—even single mothers. It didn’t sit right with me. Hell, I hated it. But I had no choice. I needed an heir to take over the way I had from my father. It was tradition. Legacy. Eventually, after searching endlessly, I found a woman who had a newborn. Actually—twins. A boy and a girl. It made sense to choose a woman with newborns. Her reward? Becoming Luna. Her child—children—would have a father. I would get an heir. A win-win. But when I saw the picture of her kids… I froze. They looked familiar. Too familiar. I knew I was hallucinating. I had to be. Still, the resemblance nagged at my mind like a loose thread. I shook the thought off. I couldn’t afford distractions.
MAYA“I am sorry, Maya,” Giana said gently, cradling Jayden in her arms, “but I doubt this child would ever be able to speak.”Her words stabbed through me like a thousand knives. Jayden’s little hand twitched, but it wasn’t the reflex we hoped for. It was weak. Almost lifeless. His MRI had shown abnormalities that none of us had expected. After their sudden and magical birth, we took both babies for an MRI. We had to know. And what we found… broke me.Jenna, his twin sister, had a unique trait—two different eye colors. One was a deep blue, the other a vivid purple. But her MRI had revealed something else entirely.“One of her eyes… it doesn’t respond to light the way it should,” Giana had said, still staring at the screen hours ago.“And Jenna might be blind?” I asked now, my voice cracking as I looked over at my daughter.Giana gently nodded, a softness in her eyes that made me want to scream and cry all at once. “It is only one eye,” she said, “and it might not be as bad as we fear