LOGINMABEL.My eyes widened. This scene … the scent of her strong deodorant, and how she curled closer to him. I swallowed, my fingers slowly curling as I stared at the man on the bed with her. I didn't process the scene properly. First, I searched everywhere for Kyra and came here after Arlan told me that she had followed Kyra Not only was Kyra not here, but Kyran was entangled on the bed with her. Gena’s body pressed against him while she leaned even closer at my presence. I turned to look at Kyran again. His lips moved, but no words came out. He looked helpless on the bed, face burning red like it was some fever. A soft moan escaped Gena's lips as she trembled a bit on his body. Kyran's hands were on her waist, gripping tight, and his face was red. I didn't know why, but my chest burned a bit. It was as if something was twisting viciously. “Mabel …” Gena said softly, “don't blame Kyran, he just wanted me so much and I …” her voice cracked as she feigned tears, “ I couldn't say n
KYRAN.Three days had passed since the news went round about the marriage. Pre-wedding photos were out. Invitations had been sent out, and the elders were present. I stood still while the photographer adjusted his camera for the fourth time, telling us to angle closer. “Closer, Alpha.”“A little closer, Alpha.”It was like we were mannequins he was arranging in a shop window. Mabel stood beside me in deep green, her jaw tight, her smile the kind you paint on for a photograph and nothing else.I didn't mind. A fake smile from her was still better than nothing at all.Officials from Crescent Zenith pack had arrived that morning, along with a handful of allied Alphas, all here to witness what the elders were calling a historic reunion. I called it something else in my head. A second chance I wasn't going to waste.And then there was Silas.I noticed him the moment he walked in, broad-shouldered, that smug curl permanently attached to his mouth, his cold gaze that swept through the crow
GENA.There was flour everywhere. On my hands, my wrists, even a smear of it on my cheek, probably. But right now, I didn’t care. I had gotten used to the powder all over my clothes ever since I arrived here. I pressed my palm into the dough, then poured more water onto it as sweat rolled down my face. “Did you hear?” one of the maids said, not even bothering to lower her voice. “The Alpha of Darknile's pack is remarrying his ex-wife.”My hands just stopped moving on their own, mid-press, flour sticking to my fingers like glue.I didn't turn to look at them; I just remained there, wondering if Darknile's pack had more than one Alpha. It couldn't be Kyran. It couldn't be. “Wait, remarrying?” another maid said, leaning over the counter with her eyes wide. “As in Alpha Kyran? To Mabel?”“Mhm. Heard it from one of the guards. It was so sudden, and everyone, even Alphas, knew of it.” My chest tightened. I finally decided to turn, to crane my neck just enough to peek at them. How they
MABEL.The palace stood tall as we neared the gates. Those gates that hid my pain whenever I was inside. Now, I am returning inside it. Am I returning to the same place I swore never to step foot in? Hah! This better be worth it. I swallowed hard, maintaining my calm demeanour as the gates opened. Ryan drove in, lights glowing from various angles as securitymen had their heads lowered. The car rolled to a stop, and I stepped down, my heels meeting the same stone path I walked through to tell Kyran about his sick daughter. Kyra scrambled out after me, her small hand slipping into mine, practically vibrating.“Is brother Arlan inside?” she asked, craning her neck toward the towering doors.I sighed and flicked her forehead. She pouted, rubbing her forehead while passing me cautious glares. She didn't want me to catch her doing it, but once I did, she giggled aloud and dragged me towards the entrance, excitement written all over her face. She didn't remember this place. She didn't
MABEL. I watched as Kyran took up the contract and signed it before sliding it back to me. I took it up and stared at it. His signature was the same when he signed the divorce agreements years ago, and now, we are signing for a remarriage. Never have I thought I would be proposing this to the man I hate the most. But for now, it's actually worth it. I hope so. I tucked the contract back into the large gown pocket. Evie had sewn it herself for me because she said I looked better with long flowy gowns. I stood up, still feeling his gaze on me. My tongue curled in anger, but I met his eyes, and for a brief second, my body actually stilled. It was as if my wolf refused to glance away. The pendant glowed, then I turned away from him, staring ahead to the black Mercedes parked outside, accompanied by two other cars in wait. The surroundings were just an open space. One thing about talking around pools was that the water current made every wolf around unable to hear what was being sai
KYRAN.An official email? Mabel actually sent me an official email? It wasn't just the fact that she sent an official email; it was the content. She was requesting a private meeting with me, and she was on her way to Darknile's pack? “Alpha, what should we do?” Percy asked, his aged voice trembling. I walked towards the glass wall overlooking the entire city, my hands tucked into my pockets. I had promised myself never to set foot in this palace until I brought her back. But after I got the message from Percy, I couldn't help but step in just to see it for myself. And Mabel obviously wanted to talk to me as Alpha of Darknile's pack. I clenched my fist, my gaze hard. Since she wants to meet me, how can I say no?“We would welcome her back to Darknile's pack,” I said to Percy, then turned to him. His hands were clasped together, his head lowered. “Organise a private place for our meeting as well.” “Yes, Alpha,” he said, still standing there and refusing to leave. “Do you have s
Mabel’s POV“Kyran, how could you do this to your own child?” I gritted out, my fingers tightening around the phone until my knuckles turned pale. But no matter how angry or heartbroken I felt right now, I refused to let his foolishness cost my daughter her life.The pack had always hated me since
Mabel’s POVMy child’s cry echoed in the hospital room, and she had been in this condition for the past six months, living between machines, injections, and restless nights that never seemed to end, with just one month left. The doctors said the only thing that could save her would be a heart surg
MABEL'S POV I kept running, legs quaking, as I kept turning back. My legs caught onto a stake. It slashed me. “Argh,” I groaned, secured Kyra safely, stood up, and continued again. Kyra groaned in my embrace, awoken by how fast I have been running and the sound of my ragged breathing. I slowed d
MABEL'S POV I stopped before the hospital, stepped out of the car, and rushed inside. Nurses ran from one corner to the other, a few patients seated at the side, probably awaiting the doctor. My gaze was fixed ahead, legs heavy with each step I took. The most important thing right now wasn't the







