INICIAR SESIÓNSerena's POV Just as I tried to force the words out, Cole’s phone rang. The muffled buzz came from his shorts, where he’d left them on the bank before we got into the water.He let out a frustrated sigh, running his hand roughly through his blonde hair. "I could have sworn I turned that damn thing off.""Answer it, Cole," I said softly, sitting up. "It might be important. It won't stop ringing.""Aggh," he growled, reaching for his phone. "This better be critical."He pressed the speaker to his ear, and I watched his face darken as he listened to Henry on the other end.Okay, Serena, I told myself, taking a slow, steadying breath. You are going to tell him about the baby. There's no reason to hide it anymore—even if the child turns out to be Bruce's, Cole has a right to know.Just the thought of Bruce—the blurred, drugged haze of the night Sue-Ellen had set up, and that horrifying video footage—sent a sudden, violent wave of nausea straight to my throat. I didn't even know the
Serena’s POVI froze, completely at a loss for words. The sudden weight of his proposal washed over me, sending a tremor through my legs so intense I could barely stand straight.Looking down into his eyes, I saw everything he usually kept guarded from the rest of the world. The raw, open truth of his love was right there on display. I had loved him from the very first second I’d set eyes on him, and no matter how fast my mind was racing, I knew one thing with absolute certainty: there was no doubt left in me.Around us, the crowd’s murmurs began to swell—soft oohs and ahhs breaking through the ambient noise."I hope she says yes," a woman’s voice drifted over the breeze. "They’re such a cute couple."My answer had been decided long before today."Yes," I breathed, my voice barely a whisper. A sudden wave of shyness hit me, but I forced the words out louder, clearer. "Yes. I’ll marry you."The surrounding crowd erupted into cheers and applause, but the noise faded the moment I
Serena's POV "Serena, what's wrong?" Cole asked, genuine concern etched into his features as he took in the sudden panic on my face. "It's just... I cant get it off my mind, I felt really horrible while you were gone," I said softly. It wasn't a complete lie, but I deliberately omitted the real source of my terror—the terrifying question of who had fathered the child growing inside me. "I don't want you to ever leave me again, especially with those vultures you had staying here." Guilt instantly washed over Cole's face. "Baby, I'm so sorry," he murmured, pulling me close. "I thought you'd be safe in my home—in our home. I never would have left if I'd known. I promise I'll make it up to you, and it will never happen again. You'll never have a reason to go rogue again." I snuggled into his chest, drinking in his warmth and solid strength. Two days later, we left for the resort in Swallow Heights. It was located about an hour further down the west coast—close enough that Col
Serena's POV Cole brushed his lips gently away from the sensitive pulse point of my neck, lingering for a fraction of a second before pulling back to look down at me. "What is it?" he rasped, his voice thick with a dark, hungry intensity as his glowing gaze locked onto mine. "I—I'm..." I stuttered. The words dissolved on my tongue, completely trapped in my throat. "Ahem." A sharp cough echoed from the threshold, someone clearing their throat just loud enough to shatter the heavy silence. It was Henry. He immediately cast his eyes to the floor when he caught sight of Cole and me in such an intimate position. Cole’s hands were still resting high on my thighs, my skirt bunched tightly under his palms. Slowly, he released his grip and smoothed the fabric back over my hips, letting it fall gently to my knees. "Yes, Henry. What is it?" Cole asked, unable to mask the heavy frustration and irritation bleeding into his tone. "I'm sorry, Alpha. I know you said you didn't want
Serena's POV I walked into the dining room and spotted Cole immediately. He was standing on the balcony, speaking softly into his phone. As soon as he felt my presence, he ended the call abruptly, turning around to smile at me warmly. Was that her? I thought, my stomach tightening. Was it Carrie? He probably didn't want to speak to her in front of me. I had put on a simple cotton skirt, a sleeveless top, and sandals, leaving my hair to dry naturally. I’d added small gold earrings and a matching necklace, applying a touch of natural lipstick, mascara, and concealer to hide my dark circles. After roughing it in the wilderness while going rogue, I just wanted to feel like myself again. I wanted to feel pretty. Facing Cole now, a confusing storm of emotions rushed through me—happiness mixed with biting anger and anxiety. "Hey," I said. He walked over without saying a word. His gaze swept over me from head to toe, drinking me in as though he couldn't get enough of me
Serena’s POV Once we were completely submerged, I swam hard through the dark current, dragging Kyle along with me. I drove us further and further away from the shore while he clung to me for dear life. At regular intervals, I surfaced just long enough to let him gasp for air before pulling us back under the safety of the tide. By now, the ocean was pitch black, illuminated only by the pale moonlight reflecting off the surface. I swam in wide, deliberate circles underwater to stay hidden, eventually guiding us toward the stretch of beach directly opposite the mansion—a place I had once called home. I surveyed the shore carefully before stepping out of the surf. The beach was deserted; we were safe for the moment. Kyle collapsed onto the sand beside me, his entire body shivering violently from the cold. "I'm taking you to the Alpha," he managed through chattering teeth. "Wait, please," I begged, dropping heavily onto the damp sand. "Just let me gather my thoughts first."







