Daisy's POV
I lay on the bed as I watched Dickson sleep so quietly. I can not help but smile at how cute he looks while fast asleep. After lodging at a hotel, I had to move him back to my place around 5am in the morning because it felt awkward if I and Dickson slept together at a hotel. Dickson told me he needed more sleep and that we would talk once the day became bright. Clearly, he was still slightly tipsy from last night's drinking and needed more rest so I allowed him to sleep. The time is already 8am, courtesy to the clock hanging carelessly on the wall. I want to wake him up because I have a bad feeling that his new mate, Rosa might walk in on us but at the same time, I want Dickson to have enough rest. Even after everything he did for me last night, I still love Dickson and a part of me is holding out for him to return back to his senses. "It is creepy to watch people sleep." Dickson mumbles, his rough voice startling me. I gulp a lump down my throat and watch him slowly flutter his eyes open. Has he been awake all these while? I am about to reply to him but all of a sudden, the door to my room flies open wide and just as I had imagined the worse, someone steps into the room. Luckily for me it is not my step sister, Rosa but my step mother, Luna. She gasps in shock as I and Dickson jerk off the bed in alarm. I bow my head low to hide the embarrassment I feel. "You brat!" Luna yells, she rushes towards me and smacks me by the arm. I yelp in pain and our eyes meet, Luna's eyes flash red in anger and it scares me. She smacks me again and yells angrily. "How could you do this to your own sister? How do you expect her to feel if she finds out about this?" She growls angrily. I did not feel remorseful at all. Maybe it is because Dickson was mine first and Rosa successfully snatched him away from me. Luna would not understand my feelings anyways, somehow she has always valued Rosa over me. "I would really appreciate it if you do not tell Rosa about this, ma'am." Dickson says in a low tone. Luna scoffs in reply and yells at him "How about you pick a side?" "Rosa's side, anytime and any day. I will always pick Rosa." Dickson says hastily. His words sting again. I suddenly feel stupid for having sex with Dickson because I thought he would reconsider things between us. I feel stupid for waiting for him to return back to me. Dickson no longer has feelings for me, I need to accept that fact, help my wolf heal and move on with my life. "Good. You go, I need to have a word with Daisy." Luna says to Dickson. She points at the door and gestures to him to leave. Dickson nods his head hastily, he bows at her in agreement and does not even bother to spare me a glance. Dickson turns around and walks away. I bite my lower lip to hold back the tears that threaten to fall from my eyes as Luna speaks to me with so much disdain. "This had better remain a secret between you and Dickson, or else I will make sure to banish you out of the kingdom!" Her words cause me to stagger backward. Banish? All of a sudden? "This is such an embarrassment. No one must hear about this. Have I made myself clear?" Luna shoots dagger glares at me. I nod my head in agreement. "Good." Luna hisses and walks out of my room. She slams the door in my face causing me to slump to the floor in defeat and break down into tears. The preparations for the wedding fly by so fast. I stick to my promise to Luna by not telling anyone a single word that transpired between me and Dickson. Although, as I watched Rosa prepare as Dickson's bride, it hurt me because it should have been me. I should have been the one to marry Dickson. Today, I decided to attend the wedding. It is just my own way of finally saying goodbye to Dickson and our four years old relationship. This is the only way I can move on. I step into the open area, a lot of people are already sitting in the chapel with wide grins on their faces. Dickson stands at the podium neatly dressed in a black tuxedo, his hair is neat and he looks extremely gorgeous as a groom. I could not help but allow the drop of tear to fall down my cheeks and force a smile on my face as Luna approached me. "Hold this while I make sure everything is in order." Luna hands me a small microphone. I nod my head at her and watch her disappear into the crowd. I gaze back at Dickson and surprisingly, he is already staring at me. He whispers something to the man standing besides him and slowly begins to walk towards my direction. People make whispering noises as Dickson freezes right in front of me. All eyes are now on us. "Daisy, what are you doing here?" Dickson questions. I clutch the microphone tight and whisper slowly. "Just here to congratulate Rosa." "You can not be here Daisy." Dickson suddenly snaps at me. I scoff, taken aback by his sudden outburst. "So I am not even invited to your wedding? Is that how much you hate me?" I raise my voice a bit. "Daisy. Stop trying to play victim here. You know what I mean. We had sex, it feels weird seeing you at my wedding." Victor mutters through gritted teeth. "So are you suddenly blaming me for having sex with you? You came at me first!" This time my voice echoes loudly through the speakers. I gaze at the microphone and suddenly realize that it has been connected to the speakers. Everyone averted their gaze towards our direction with wide eyes. Did I just admit to having sex with Dickson in front of everyone?Daisy's POV I stagger backward in shock at the chaos I have just caused. Everyone around us makes whispering noises and points fingers at me. The microphone slips from my sweaty palms and falls right to the floor making a loud thud noise.Suddenly, Luna rushes towards my direction with Rosa behind me, not to mention, Rosa is already dressed in her wedding gown. I can not help but admire how gorgeous she looks, I suddenly feel guilty for having to ruin her wedding, even though she ruined my relationship with Dickson."What did you just do?" Luna growls at me angrily. Her hands reach for the collar of my shirt and she lands her five fingers on my face. Iblink back the tears that threaten to fall from my eyes and I place my hand over my mouth to block the sobs that threaten to escape from my lips."How could you?" Rosa cries out, she falls on one of the empty seats and breaks down into tears. "You promised to keep it a secret from everyone. How could you do this to your own sister publ
Daisy's POV Just like that, a small marriage happens between me and Dickson. We move in together. Tonight is our wedding night, I look forward to sharing a memorable night with Dickson. As I step into the room after a quick shower, I stagger backward in shock as my eyes settle on Rosa and Dickson, they are fully engrossed in a serious make out between the both of them that they do not notice my presence. Without wasting anymore time, I rush to fetch Luna, she is in the chamber room having a zerious conversation with some pack advisors. "Luna! Please come, hurry." I cry out. Luna hastily scurries towards me and questions "What is it? What has gone wrong? You are supoosed to be in the room with your husband while enjoying your wedding night." Luna says. "Rosa, sh-e..." I stutter but I think Luna gets the hint, she tells me to lead her to the room which I hastily do. Luna catches Rosa and Dickson kissing passionately. She slams the door loudly, startling the both of them and gainin
Dickson's POV Five years later."Mr Dickson, Daisy Reed is the top investor in this project. She has agreed to meet with us at a fancy restaurant across town." My heart races extremely fast at the mention of Daisy Reed, Daisy? As in my Daisy? The same lady I divorced five years ago? "Can I see a picture?" I ask my secretary hastily. She nods her head in agreement and taps a few buttons on her phone screen. She turns to me and hands me the phone. I stare at the screen in awe, a photo of Daisy smiling. My jaw drops at how beautiful she has gotten over the years. She looks like she is doing well, financially and emotionally.After Daisy and I could not bear a child. I had no choice but to divorce her, out of popular demand from the pack elders. Daisy was thrown out of the house and ever since, I never got to see her. I tried searching for Daisy but I never found her, it was like she did not want to be found, she just left without any traces. Seeing her again makes me feel emotional,
Dickson's POV Daisy's eyes locked onto mine, filled with anger and something else I couldn't read. Her lips curled as she pulled her wrist free from my grip. "You don't get to ask that question, Dickson," she said, her voice sharp and cold. "Not after what you did." I blinked, feeling her words like a slap. "Daisy, I just need to know. Please," I pleaded. She let out a bitter laugh, folding her arms. "You *need* to know? Where was that energy when the pack elders tossed me out like trash? Where was this concern when you chose them over me?" "I had no choice. You know how the elders are. They wanted an heir—" "Don't," she snapped, cutting me off. "Don't you dare try to blame someone else for what you did. You divorced me. You threw me out of the house. I had nothing. No money. No support. Just... gone." She paused and looked away, her jaw clenched tightly. I swallowed hard. "I tried to find you. I swear,Daisy. I searched everywhere." She turned back to me slowly, her
Daisy's POV I slammed the door shut behind me, my chest rising and falling rapidly, still trying to calm the storm swirling within. The confrontation with Dickson had left a bitter taste in my mouth. How could he dare to follow my children? How could he try to drag himself into a life he willingly abandoned five years ago? He had no right. No right at all. Leaning against the wall, I closed my eyes. The silence of the house was calming. Upstairs, the kids were tucked into their beds, peacefully asleep and completely unaware of the chaos threatening to invade their world. That peace was sacred. And I would protect it with everything I had. With a heavy heart, I reached for my phone and dialed the one person I knew would pick up instantly. "Daisy? Everything okay?" Lycan's deep voice came through, soft with concern. "No. He’s back, Lycan. Dickson. He’s been following us. He saw the kids. He knows." There was a short pause before Lycan responded, his tone immediately shifting
Daisy’s POV I had no idea who dropped the photograph at my door, but it was a warning—a quiet threat wrapped in stillness. Someone had been watching. And not just watching me—watching my children. I spent the entire night pacing the floor of my penthouse apartment in downtown Crescent City, clutching the photo, replaying every moment from the last week. Had I missed something? Was there someone following us at the supermarket? At the cafe near their school? At the museum last Saturday? "You're spiraling again," Lycan said gently, leaning against the doorframe of my home office. "Am I?" I snapped, spinning around. "Someone left a picture of my kids. Alone. In public. Do you know how dangerous that is?" "Yes, I do. And that’s why I’m here." He stepped forward and took the photo from my hand. "We need to call in someone," he said. "A security firm. Discreet. Tech-savvy." "No," I said. "No firms. No one else. The more people who know, the more vulnerable we are." "Then wh
Daisy’s POV The knock on the door came just as I was pouring hot cocoa for the kids. I froze, mug halfway tilted. Three short taps. A pause. Then two more. Not Lycan’s knock. Not the nanny’s. “Stay here,” I told the children quietly, handing the mug to the eldest. “Keep the door locked behind me.” I moved to the door, heart steady but alert. I cracked it open just slightly—and sighed in relief. “Mirah,” I breathed. She stepped inside, her coat drawn tight against the wind. “Sorry for dropping by unannounced,” she said, brushing snow from her shoulders. I shut the door behind her. “No, I’m glad you came. I didn’t want to call and risk someone tracing it.” Her eyes swept the room as if assessing safety. “Still staying off the grid?” “As much as I can.” I led her to the couch and lowered my voice. “They’ve been watching. It’s not just Dickson.” Mirah’s brows lifted. “You’re sure?” I nodded. “Photos. Unmarked envelopes. Someone followed the kids to the park last wee
Rosa’s POV My fingers gripped the sheets tightly, the memories hitting me like a cold slap. It’s been years, but I still remember how it all started. I still remember how Elder Maxwell ruined my life—how he let Dickson slip away from me like he didn’t matter, like I didn’t matter. I loved Dickson. I wanted him. Everything I ever dreamed of in a man was in him—his thick muscles, his deep voice, the way his pink lips curved when he smirked. But Daisy... She got everything. She was always the golden child, the perfect one. It didn’t help that she was my step-sister. I hated her from the start, even when we were just kids. The pack would always fawn over her—her smile, her grace, her body that looked like it belonged to a goddess even before she turned eighteen. She wasn’t just pretty. She was captivating. I was older, stronger, and yet... she stole every spotlight. And soon, she stole Dickson too. That made her my rival. Not just in love, but in everything. But what Daisy
Rosa’s POVI couldn’t sleep.No matter how much I turned or hid my face in Lycan’s pillows, I couldn’t feel better.He was gone.I looked all over the house, the woods, and places I didn’t want to visit again. The old den, the cliff where he told me a secret, and the riverbank where he promised to stay.Now he is gone.And I knew where he went.To Daisy.Even though I didn’t like her, after I went to her house for answers.The snow was loud under my shoes. Her living room was warm. I saw her kids, and their laughter stopped when I walked in.I knew she didn’t like me. But I wasn’t there to fight.I just wanted to protect myself.The black car outside wasn’t mine. I borrowed it from someone I shouldn’t have called.My hands shook as I turned the key. My phone rang.Blocked number.I answered.“Did you talk to her?” a deep voice asked.“Yes,” I said.“And?”“He’s not there.”“Then he will be. Don’t get in the way.”“You promised help, not a fight.”“You asked for help. I gave it. It’s n
Daisy's POVIt has been so peaceful ever since Rosa hasn't been seen for quite a while...And the kids are already having the best moments of their lives.Making them want every bit of it all.Mummy.. mummy.The oldest of them spoke, I really loved the ice-cream we tried that time.Really.... I said, raising my eyebrow and feeling a bit happy that such a moment like this can be so peaceful.After everything has been through with their dad Dickson.So a time like this has come, I will find every possible means and ways not to ruin these moments eventually.I want to go to the kitchen. Wash the dishes before planning what to cook next.I asked the kids, what can I prepare for the to eat.Mummy..... Mummy.... I want Mashed potatoes with hot dog and some spice.All of them agreed to their youngest of them all suggestions.Fine... I said looking at where to start from.It's not easy peeling the potatoes, after that you have to wash it very well, till it's very clean and ready to be cut i
Daisy's POV The knock on the door wasn’t loud, but it sent a shiver through me.I stood still for a moment, heart steady but alert. The kids were fast asleep in my room, unaware of who was at the door.I walked quietly to the entrance and looked through the small side glass.It was Dickson. He stood there with snow in his hair, hands in his jacket pockets, eyes fixed on the ground.I opened the door slowly but didn’t move aside.“What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice low but firm.“I needed to see them,” he said quietly, not raising his eyes.“They’re asleep. And you weren’t invited.”He nodded. “I know. I just… I couldn’t sleep without knowing if they’re okay.”“They’re fine. You can go now.”He looked up then, and the sadness in his eyes was something I hadn’t seen in a long time.“Daisy,” he said softly, “I don’t want to fight with you. I just want to be in their lives. I know I’ve made mistakes. Big ones. But I’m still their father.”I crossed my arms. “You only show up whe
Daisy's POV We walked into Tom’s Pizza House just as the warm smell of cheese and dough filled the air. My kids held onto my hands tightly, all of them talking at once.“Mum, look at the lights! They have fairy lights everywhere!” my daughter pointed at the ceiling, her face glowing with excitement.“I see them, baby,” I said with a smile. “Pick a table. Any one you like.”They ran toward a booth by the big window. I followed slowly, feeling a bit tired but happy. Seeing them laugh made it all worth it.“This table! This one!” my son shouted.“Yes, let’s sit here,” I said, sliding into the booth.A young waiter walked over, holding a small notepad and smiling kindly.“Hi there! Welcome to Tom’s. What can I get for you all tonight?”The kids looked at each other and then at me.“Go ahead,” I said, nodding.“We want four pepperoni pizzas!” my son said proudly.“And can we have chocolate ice cream too?” my youngest daughter added, already licking her lips.I laughed softly. “Yes. And I’
Daisy’s POVI’ve always wanted a life where no one controls me or watches every move I make. But the world I live in now isn’t the life I ever wished for.I'm just so unlucky with things, most times I do think maybe I'm confused, but definitely it seems so.It all started when Rosa and Lycan kidnapped my kids. The fear that gripped me back then—it was unbearable. It felt like the world around me was spinning out of control.Deep down, I know Dickson already realizes those kids are his. He’s just pretending not to. I told him to stay away from them completely.But he still protected them. Even though he acts like a coward sometimes, he saved me during the fire. And when our kids were kidnapped, he was there. He showed how much they meant to him.But I don’t want him to change them. I don’t want him to fill their hearts with pack ways or his kind of thinking. I don’t want my kids to become like him.After thinking for a long while, I got up from the bed. I walked into the bathroom to b
Daisy's POVIt was just after 11 PM. The kids had finally settled down, and the silence in the house was the kind that made you uneasy rather than calm. I sat by the kitchen island, fingers wrapped around a cup of lukewarm tea I no longer wanted to drink. My eyes darted to the window every few seconds. Ever since I received that photograph, my nerves haven't rested.Lycan hadn’t texted back. That was already strange enough.Then came the knock.Three soft taps. A pause. Then two more.Not Lycan. Not the nanny. I froze in place.I walked carefully to the door. My heart thudded in my chest, but I kept my face calm. I peered through the peephole and saw a man I didn’t recognize.He wasn’t threatening. But his eyes said he knew things.I opened the door just a crack. "Yes?""Mirah sent me," he said immediately. His voice was quiet. Steady. "Roan. I’m not here to hurt you."I opened the door a little wider. He looked older than Lycan, rough around the edges, like someone who'd seen things
Daisy’s POV Daisy couldn’t stop pacing the hallway. Ayra was home, safe in bed, but something felt wrong. Her daughter had slept most of the night, barely waking even when her siblings hugged her or when Daisy cried beside her."She’s not acting like herself," Daisy whispered to Dickson. "She’s too quiet."Dickson knelt beside the bed and gently touched Ayra’s forehead. "She feels warm."Daisy grabbed her phone and called Dr. Mirah. "Please come quickly. Something is wrong with Ayra."Mirah arrived within twenty minutes. She checked Ayra thoroughly. Her face turned pale when she finished."She’s been poisoned," Mirah said softly.Daisy gasped. "What?""It’s a slow-acting toxin. Something designed to weaken, not kill immediately. We don’t have much time.""Can you save her?""I need to know what kind of poison it is. And to do that, I need access to the man who took her."Roan walked into the room. "He’s being held in one of our secured cells. I can take you there."Mirah nodded. "Let
Daisy’s POVThe next morning started like any other. Daisy woke up early, made breakfast, and helped the kids get ready for school. Their laughter filled the house, and for a moment, everything felt normal.She kissed each child on the forehead. "Be good today," she said, smiling.They climbed into the SUV with their nanny, waving goodbye as the car drove off.Daisy stood at the front door, holding her warm mug of tea. The cold breeze brushed against her skin, but she didn’t mind. It felt peaceful for the first time in days.She went back inside, thinking she would catch up on work. But something didn’t sit right. Her chest felt heavy, like a warning. She shrugged it off and walked to her desk.Her phone buzzed.A message from the nanny: "Arrived at school safely. Kids are in class."Daisy smiled and put the phone down.But miles away, things were not safe.A black van was parked near the school. A man sat inside, watching through dark sunglasses. He checked his phone.Plan B. Take on
Rosa POVRosa sat in her large bedroom with dim lights and red curtains drawn shut. Her face was pale, but her eyes were filled with rage. She stared at the picture frame on the table—a photo of her and Dickson from years ago. He was smiling. She was pretending.She picked up the frame and threw it across the room. It shattered against the wall, glass flying everywhere."He’s going back to her," Rosa whispered. "Back to Daisy. That stupid, weak girl."She paced the room, muttering to herself. "I warned her. I told her Dickson was mine. But she doesn’t listen. She always wants what belongs to me."Suddenly, she stopped and looked at herself in the mirror. Her reflection stared back. Eyes wide, wild. A cold smile formed on her lips."Fine. If she won’t go away on her own, I’ll make her disappear. And this time, I won’t fail."Rosa met with Elder Tarman in a quiet, private garden behind the council house. He was old, strict, and always eager for a scandal."Elder," Rosa said sweetly, tak