LOGINYvette It’s been a few days since my Mom’s memorial and things have finally settled into place. I was resuming work today just like I promised Scott and although walking back into the institute after everything that had happened over the past week felt… strange.I was still determined to get back on track with my work. I had my research I was working on and this was the way I could do greater things in my life. I still had Dr. Alden at the back of my mind but I took solace in the fact that he was probably still out there alive and well. I tightened my grip around the stack of files in my arms before forcing myself toward my own office.“Morning, Yvette.”“Welcome back to work.”“Good Morning to the only researcher that takes a lot of breaks.” The other researchers offered their greetings and welcomed me politely. Although I was so sure they had a lot to say and a lot of questions to ask. I didn’t care about whatever version they had of me in their head though, I was only here to
Third Person POV – MagnusThe Blackwood estate had long fallen silent.The servants had retired hours ago, and even the warriors patrolling the grounds spoke in hushed voices, careful not to disturb the peace surrounding the Alpha’s residence.Magnus Blackwood sat alone inside his study.The fire crackled softly in the hearth, but it did little to warm the chill settling deep within his bones.His eyes rested on the document spread across his desk. It was the proposed alliance between the Blackwood and Winwood packs.Alpha Victor Winwood’s seal stared back at him.For years, this marriage had seemed like the obvious future. After all, Olivia Winwood possessed an excellent reputation; she was intelligent, educated, and politically respected. Everything a future Luna should be.So why…Why did this agreement suddenly feel less like a blessing and more like a shield?Magnus leaned back heavily in his chair and closed his eyes.The answer came far too quickly.Ashveil.…Nearly thirty-fi
Bianca “ARGGHHHH!” I let out a scream that sent things shattering on the floor.How dare that bastard that calls herself Yvette? How dare she bring me for questioning before the high council??“Bianca, calm down!! Why are you screaming like a banshee? You’re not in trouble yet…” Mom sighed, watching her steps as she tried to come closer.“Your brother has gone to talk to that useless little wolf. I’m sure he’d get her to change her mind and withdraw the case she has against us.”“She used to be head over heels in love with Kael that she was willing to do anything he said or asked her to do. I doubt that changes just like that.” Mom added.She tried to come closer to soothe and rub my back, but I pushed her off me immediately.She was the cause of this all in a way….If she hadn’t helped that idiot file for legal pack separation, there was no way she would have been able to leave our family just like that.“I’m still really surprised the mating bond dissolution didn’t kill her. That g
YvetteThe memorial was almost over.Most of the incense had burned down, and the courtyard had grown much quieter than it had been an hour ago.Aunt Millie and Elora were carefully packing away the remaining food while Jaxon helped Uncle Philip move the tables back beneath the shade of the old tree.Soren was speaking quietly with Scott a short distance away. Every now and then, his eyes found mine, as though he was making sure I was holding up.I gave him a small nod each time to assure him I was fine, or at least…I was trying to be.There was no point expecting Darius or Robyn anymore because if they had wanted to honor Mom today, they would have been here hours ago.They’d made their choice, and I’d finally made mine. Since they had proven to be their Father’s sons, I would steer clear of them too and no longer regard them as my brothers. Just then, another car rolled slowly through the open gate.A driver hurried around to open the rear door before carefully helping an elderly w
KaelI hated coming to hospitals because I couldn’t stand the smell of antiseptic, bleach, or the medicines. Not to forget that every corridor smelled the same, yet somehow this place felt even more suffocating.But even though I really hated visiting hospitals, I was still here because my self-proclaimed ‘woman’ was hospitalized, and it was the noble thing to do. Lyra lay asleep on the hospital bed, a bandage wrapped around her forehead after falling down the stairs earlier that morning. The doctor had assured us it wasn’t life-threatening, only a mild concussion, but Darius still looked like the world was ending.He hadn’t left her bedside once.Robyn had gone back to Moonridge to deal with really serious matters, leaving only the two of us inside the private ward.“You think she’ll wake up soon?” Darius asked, tucking the blanket around Lyra again.“The doctor already said she would,” I replied. “I know.” He sighed.“I just…” His voice trailed off.“I hate seeing her like this.”
Yvette“Idiot,” I cussed as my phone vibrated again.Even though I had already ignored his countless messages, Arthur Bennett didn’t want to take a hint and kept on calling my phone again and again.I didn’t want to switch off my phone since today was my mom's memorial, but he still kept calling.“Go to hell,” I spat when he called again. I didn’t answer, and almost immediately, another call came through, but I declined that one too.The memorial hall had already begun filling with people who had genuinely loved my mother while she was alive, and for once…I refused to let Kael Draven steal another important day from me. Not this one!! Not today.I slipped my phone into my handbag and took a slow breath.Today wasn’t about him or the dumb Nightshades, and it certainly also wasn’t about the ridiculous mediation he’d suddenly decided couldn’t wait.Today belonged to my mother, nothing else.…The old house felt strangely warm despite the quiet atmosphere.White flowers surrounded Mom’s







