Ichika I stood, but Ian was already on his feet, instinctively turning toward the sound like he was ready to help without even thinking.Evalie peeked her head around the corner, her wild blonde curls even messier from sleep. She rubbed one eye with the back of her hand, dragging her stuffed bunny behind her with the other. When her eyes landed on Amber, she lit up instantly."Mummy!" she squealed, racing forward.Amber caught her with ease, scooping her up into a warm hug. "Hey, my love," she murmured, pressing a kiss to her daughterโs cheek. "Did you have a good nap?"Evalie nodded into her neck, her eyes sliding toward Ian with cautious curiosity. But she didnโt say anything. In fact, she barely looked at him.She stayed tucked in Amberโs arms, her voice rising with excitement as she began to gush, "Mummy, I told Miss Clara today that I want to be a doctor just like you, and she said I need to read more books, and at recess, Mia and I did cartwheels, and we had jelly sandwiches fo
AmberAs the days slipped by like pages of a book I wasnโt quite ready to close, I noticed the shift in Ichika. Subtle at firstโlonger glances at me when she thought I wasnโt paying attention, the quiet hum of thoughts she didnโt say aloud. But I knew that look. The way she smiled when Ian was in the room, the way her eyes softened when she watched him laugh with Evalie or how he looked at me like I was the only person that mattered. She was convinced. Convinced Ian was the right man for me.But I wasnโt.Not because he wasnโt goodโhe was. Too good, really. Kind, patient, funny in that dry British way that made you smile even when you were trying not to. Sometimes I had to ask myself if he was actually real, he was nothing like all the other Alphas. But the truth was, Iโd made peace with the idea of being alone. I had Evalie. I had my career. I had enough.And most of all, I had no choice.Because no matter how far I ran, no matter how many years passed, I was still partially bonded t
RayneThe last six years had been... good. Or, at least, thatโs what I told myself on most days.Taking over as Alpha after my fatherโs passing was the smoothest part of it all. No power struggles. No opposition. Everyone knew I was next in line and respected that. Iโd spent years preparing for the role, watching every move my father made, even the ones I swore Iโd never repeat. Especially the ones I swore Iโd never repeat.One of the first things I did as Alpha was pass a lawโone that shocked the Pack Elders, rattled the conservative Council, and nearly made my mother drop dead with fury. I legalized same-sex unions. Outright. No conditions. No loopholes. No back-alley whispers. A law that said, plainly and publicly, that two Alphas could love each other. That an unconventional couple like us could marry. That love didnโt have to follow some archaic formula just because the older wolves couldnโt stomach the idea of change.And then I married Reed.Reed fucking Smith.To say the Pack
RayneI didnโt expect the day to go sideways before lunch.Alpha Caspian of the Stonebrook Ridge Pack arrived exactly on scheduleโblack SUVs lined up like a damn parade in front of my residence. He stepped out in his signature navy overcoat, flanked by his warriors and his daughter, Tessa.Iโd met Caspian a few times over the past six months. Weโd been working together on a joint security projectโa cross-border initiative to fortify both our Packs and introduce a shared intel network. It was ambitious. Forward-thinking. The kind of thing that would secure our region for decades.And it had taken six whole months of negotiation to get him this far.The plan was simple: tour our territory, go over the final draft, sign papers.Easy.What I didnโt plan for was Reed.And definitely not Tessa.The moment they stepped into the banquet hall, the tension hit me like a cold slap. Tessa was... beautiful. Delicate and poised, with warm brown skin, large honey eyes, and silky curls cascading down
RayneThe word divorce hit harder than a punch.I stood there, frozen, my breath caught somewhere between disbelief and panic. It echoed in my head like a gunshot in an empty room.โI want a divorce.โNo warning. No pause. Just the nuclear option.And then he was goneโwalking away like I hadnโt just fought the entire world for him.โReed!โ I called, voice hoarse. โDonโt walk away from me!โHe didnโt even flinch.He stormed up the stairs, every step a thunderclap, every movement filled with finality. A door slammed seconds later, loud and cruel.I didnโt move.Couldnโt.Divorce.That word didnโt belong in our story. Not after everything weโd survived. Five years of marriage. Longer than that if you counted all the stolen years before. The sneaking around. The lies we told just to be together. The sacrifices.The hate. The opposition. The nights we clung to each other because no one else would understand.Iโd gone to war with my own Pack for him. I changed laws for him. I turned my back
RayneThe road stretched ahead like a vein through the forest, dim and endless. The Packlands were mostly quiet this time of night, just a few scattered lights in the distance and the whisper of wind slithering through the trees.I rolled the windows down.Maybe the cold air would sober me up.Maybe it wouldnโt.Didnโt matter.My foot pressed harder on the gas pedal. The trees blurred at the edges of my vision, headlights carving two sharp lines through the dark. I wasnโt aiming for a destination. Just away.Away from the house.Away from Reed.Away from my motherโs voice, still ringing in my skull like a curse.โYou let your dick make your decisions.โโYouโre the Alpha with Beta-sized balls.โโYour father would be ashamed.โI gritted my teeth, trying to push it all out.But her voice twisted with Reedโs.โYou still love her.โโYou held back with me.โโYouโll never be free of her.โAmber.Always Amber.I slammed my palm against the steering wheel, letting out a harsh growl.I hated ho
AmberIt had been exactly one week since Ian and I started working at Hunter Valley Hospital.Seven days.And somehow, despite everything I expectedโdespite every instinct that told me Iโd crumble the second I stepped foot back into this territoryโI hadnโt.In fact, I was settling in.The hospital itself was nothing like the sterile, cold boxes I had imagined growing up. It was sleek, modern, alive with activity. Sunlight streamed through its wide glass windows in the mornings, and in the evenings, the place glowed softly under warm LED lighting that somehow made even the emergency room feel less terrifying.More importantly, the people wereโฆ kind.Not just fake-nice, not polite out of protocol. Genuinely kind.It shocked me.I hadnโt expected kindnessโnot in Hunter Valley, not as an Omega, and certainly not as someone with a scent still delicate enough that some wolves could pick up the remnants of trauma on it.But the nurses greeted me with smiles. The residents helped when I asked
AmberThe night shift had always been my favorite.Fewer people. Less noise. More space to think.But tonight wasnโt like the others.Today had already been longโI was working a double shift, which included the current night rotation. Iโd been on my feet for most of the day, moving from ward to ward, checking in on post-ops, reviewing charts, helping consults.Dr. McQuoid, our Head Surgeon, was away in London for a medical conference, and many of the others had already gone home after their shifts. Ian included. Heโd passed me in the hallway a few hours ago, yawning into the crook of his elbow, and tossed a lazy โGood luck surviving the night shift alone,โ with that usual boyish grin before heading out.The only other doctor who was supposed to be on call had to rush out last-minuteโsomething about a family emergencyโand so, just like that, I was the only surgeon left in the entire building.Technically, I wasnโt alone. A few nurses floated through the halls, checking charts, organizin
AmberI heard gasps. Felt every stare pierce through me.Robert didnโt wait.โAnd there you have it!โ He announced triumphantly. โShe admits it. Out of her own mouth. She denied a child her father. She let her grow up without the emotional support, the discipline, and the presence of a stable Alpha figureโbecause her pride was hurt. This wasnโt protection. It was punishment.โHe stepped forward. โMiss Queenโs selfishness has already damaged this child. And now she wants the court to let her continue the damage unchecked? At what cost to Evalieโs development? Her future? Her identity?โI wanted to scream. To cry. To collapse and disappear.But Ichika squeezed my hand.I looked down. Her grip was firm. Unshakable. Youโre not alone, it said.Robert sat back, oozing victory.Ina rose again.โYour Honor,โ she said, her voice like flint, โI request permission to speak.โโGranted.โIna faced the court like a queen facing her people.โMiss Queen had good reason to withhold Evalieโs identity f
AmberThe courtroom wasnโt what I expected.It was colder. Quieter. A looming silence, only broken by the shuffle of papers and the creak of benches as people took their seats. High ceilings. Fluorescent lighting. A lone judge perched behind the bench, half-obscured by the mahogany podium before him.We took our place on the left side of the roomโIna, Evalie, and I. Ichika, Ken and Ian sat quietly behind us, their presence a fortress of calm I didnโt know Iโd need until this moment.Across the aisle sat Rayne and Reed.Rayne looked like stone, his jaw locked tight and his hands folded, knuckles white. Reed, by contrast, looked like he belonged in a different kind of arenaโlike he was auditioning for an award instead of preparing for legal war. That smug little smirk never left his face.I focused on Evalie, who sat quietly beside me with a coloring book Ichika had brought along to keep her busy. Her small hands moved the crayon slowly across the page, completely unaware of the storm g
AmberThe air felt heavier than usual this morning.Iโd barely slept, caught between nerves and the ache behind my ribs that always came when Evalie clung to me in her sleep. Her tiny hand still rested over my stomach as I lay there for a moment longer, memorizing the shape of her breathing.Today, everything could change.I slipped out of bed carefully, tucking the blanket around her. Her blond curls splayed against the pillow, the same soft shade as Rayneโs. I pushed the thought away.The house was already buzzing. I could hear Ichika clinking something in the kitchenโprobably forcing Ken to eat breakfast even though his stomach was just as twisted as mine.I went to the bathroom and stared at my reflection. I didnโt recognize the woman looking back. She lookedโฆbraver. Or maybe more resigned. I wasnโt sure which one I needed more.By the time I stepped back into the bedroom, Evalie was sitting up, rubbing her eyes.โMorning, pumpkin,โ I said, keeping my voice light.Evalie blinked,
AmberEvalie blinked up at me, visibly confused, the way kids often get when something doesnโt click right away. Her little brows scrunched, and I could almost see her mind turning the words over like puzzle pieces that didnโt quite fitโyet.I smiled gently and tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear.โYou know how the other kids in your school have two parents?โ I asked, voice soft, steady, though my heart pounded like a drum. โWellโฆ that man from earlierโheโs your other parent. Heโs your daddy.โShe went very still.The silence that followed was thick. Not heavy exactlyโjust full. Like the air was holding its breath. I braced myself for her confusion, maybe even tears or questions I wasnโt ready to answer. My stomach clenched. I shouldnโt have waited so long. I shouldโve told her sooner, eased her into it. But there was no going back now.Evalieโs lips parted slightly as she processed itโฆ and thenโwithout warningโher entire face lit up.โReally?โ she whispered. โI have a daddy?โBe
AmberIt was happening. No more delays. No more hiding.Tomorrow at 10 a.m., Iโd walk into that courtroom and face Rayne for the first time in seven yearsโnot as a broken Omega begging for mercy, but as Evalieโs mother fighting for the right to keep her child safe.The weight of it settled over me like a thick, scratchy blanket I couldnโt shake off. After Reedโs impromptu and unpleasant visit last week, the house had been blessedly quiet. No more knocks on the door. No more unwelcome Alpha energy polluting my space. Just peaceโand tension so sharp it made my spine ache.Still, I had done what needed to be done. Iโd contacted Ina like Ian suggested.From the moment she heard the details of my case, Ina had been all in. It didnโt take much convincing. The second I mentioned Rayneโs name and the pack he was from, she was intrigued. When I explained what Iโd been throughโthe assault, the threats, the power imbalance, and Evalie being the child in questionโInaโs voice grew tight with purpo
AmberReedโs face twisted with rage, eyes flashing like a cornered animal. I saw itโ the mask crack. The real him bleeding through.โYou slut,โ he hissed, venom coating every syllable. โYou fucking whore. You always were. Pretending to be some innocent little victim when youโve been spreading your legs for whatever Alpha shows the slightest interest. Donโt act high and mighty with me.โI said nothing.โYou think I donโt know how you got where you are?โ He sneered, stepping closer. โYou fucked your way through med school. Slept with the right people. Used that pathetic Omega allure of yours to get whatever you wanted. Thatโs what you do, isnโt it? Itโs all youโre good for.โStill, I said nothing. But my hand was tightening on the doorframe so hard my nails were digging into the wood.He leaned forward, eyes dark. โYou think this little war youโve started is noble? That youโre some kind of martyr? Youโre not. Youโre just a selfish, bitter bitch who canโt handle the fact that she lost. R
AmberI had just gotten off the phone with another lawyer Ichika had managed to reach out to. So far? Things werenโt looking good.They acknowledged I had a solid caseโon paper. But in reality, not many lawyers were willing to go up against the literal Alpha of the Pack. Alpha Rayne Hunter. The man had too much influence, too much reach. โIt would be bad for business,โ one of them said. โDangerous even.โ Another admitted, โOur reputation could suffer long-term if we cross the wrong people.โTheir voices blended together into a nauseating chorus of fear and cowardice. It stung. I knew this wouldnโt be easy, but the sheer number of rejections was exhausting. And the ones who did consider the case? They were even worse.There was one woman in particularโan Omega, like me. Iโd thought that would make a difference. Iโd thought she would understand. I donโt know what I expectedโcompassion, maybe? Solidarity? But what I got instead was gall.The nerve.She had the audacity to chastise me. To
AmberI didn't want Evalie to grow up without me, to ever think for a second that she was unloved and unwanted. I knew exactly what that felt likeโ I had been abandoned by my own father and brothersโand I would never wish it on my worst enemy.I squeezed my eyes shut, a sob ripping from my chest.This couldnโt happen.I couldnโt let it happen.I almost gave in to the panic, to the devastation โ but then a warm, steady presence unfurled inside me, strong and unyielding.Irma.My wolf growled low in my chest, fierce and protective, wrapping around me like an unbreakable shield.โNo,โ she whispered, her voice a steady thrum in my head. โWe are Evalieโs mother. We raised her. We protected her. He cannot take her from us.โShe released bursts of endorphins and they washed over me like waves, calming me down and reminding me of happier times. I had flashes of truth โ Evalie's little arms around my neck, her sweet giggles filling our home, her sleepy "I love you, Mummy" whispered against my
AmberRayne had been quiet since his abrupt visit, and it was unsettling.I wasnโt sure what I had expected after that day โ maybe for him to show up at the hospital, lurking by the emergency entrance like some stubborn shadow. Maybe he'd camp outside the house, demanding to see Evalie. Maybe he'd blow up my phone with calls or texts, shouting accusations. I even thought he'd try to contact Evalie somehow.But he didnโt.Not a call.Not a visit.Nothing.Just silence.And while a small part of me was grateful for the peace, I knew better than to trust it. I knew it was too early to celebrate, too naive to hope that it was over.This โ this eerie stillness โ it felt like the proverbial calm before the storm.A heavy, loaded quiet that pressed against my chest like a hand waiting to shove me under when I least expected it.I tried to shake the feeling, tried to convince myself I was just being paranoid โ that maybe Rayne had gotten the closure he needed. Maybe seeing Evalie, even from a