Two Loves, One Destiny

Kiara“What is this, Jake?” I asked, staring at him.Jake went silent. A cold, painful, shattering silence.“Answer me, Jake.” I said, slamming the folder down on the desk.He walked around the desk, putting distance between us, facing me head-on. The desk was the only thing separating us, but it felt like an endless gap.“This is a joke, right?”“It’s not,” he said quickly, without looking away. He looked even more serious than before.My heart clenched in my chest, and nausea hit me. Not from the pregnancy, from the situation.“So you’re telling me you want a divorce?” I smiled weakly, hoping it was a joke.“That’s exactly what I’m saying.”My mouth opened to speak, but no words came out. A storm of emotions crashed through me. I looked at my husband —the man I loved— but he wasn’t looking at me with love anymore. Not at all.What happened? What changed?“I want an explanation, Jake.”“Do you really want one?” he raised his eyebrows.“I don’t understand anything. Does this have to d

Kiara Jake’s call came as soon as I expected. “I’ll be waiting for you at my house at 10 a.m. to end this bond. We’ll do it in front of the pack.” I didn’t want to go. I didn’t want to face the humiliation of my ex-husband, but I had to. My flight was leaving that afternoon. I needed to get away from this city. There was nothing left for me here. Hanna, my older sister, was waiting for me at her home in Connecticut and had offered me a place to stay. I had savings.”I’d worked for Jake’s company when we were married and earned my salary month by month. After the divorce, I was left without a husband, without a home, and without a job. Jake hadn’t taken those things from me, but I didn’t want to remain part of that world. Not anymore. In Connecticut, I would have to start over. A new life, far from the luxuries I had been used to. I took a taxi to Jake’s house because I no longer had my driver. He was on Jake’s payroll, and Jake was no longer going to pay him for me. When I arri

KiaraI don’t know how Thomas convinced me to go visit his mother. By the time I wanted to back out of my decision, we had already boarded a flight back to the city. I swore I’d never return, and I didn’t keep my word.“It’s going to be a pleasant visit with my mother. We’ll have lunch with her and go straight back to the hotel,” Thomas assured me.Months had passed since I left the city, and during that time, Thomas had become a true friend. One night of weakness, he and I kissed, and that’s how our love story began. I forgot about his brother, Jake. I forgot about the love story we once had.But my babies reminded me he left his mark. Still, Thomas wanted to help raise them and be the father Jake never was.I looked out the car window. The houses slowly disappeared behind us. The tall black gates appeared in the distance, coming into view. We had arrived at Helena’s house, his mother. My mother-in-law.I didn’t know how she’d react to seeing her youngest son with his older brother’s

JakeI downed my drink in one go. The liquid burned its way down my throat.I was furious.She and my brother. Pregnant. With twins.My heart was pounding like crazy. Pain, disappointment, and disgust filled my chest.A whore. That’s what she was.“Traitor!” I shouted, throwing the whiskey glass against the wall. The shards of glass were scattered everywhere.Irina looked at me, startled.“Jake, you need to calm down,” she ordered.I turned my back to her, resting my arms on the edge of the fireplace. The flames burned steadily, radiating heat, the same kind of heat that consumed me inside. It burned.“Why are you acting like this?” she touched my back, but I didn’t turn to look at her. “Kiara is a terrible person. What’s surprising about this? You know what she did to you.”“She’s pregnant with twins, can you believe that?”“Yes, I can believe it, because that’s who she is. A climber who used you for your money and your position in the pack.”I wanted her out of the city. I could han

KiaraI nervously clutched the strap of my designer handbag, the one Thomas had given me last month after I began my chemotherapy treatment.Mornings were the hardest. I hadn’t had too many symptoms from the treatment yet. Still, the mornings were difficult, worse than I’d expected. The nausea wouldn’t let me get out of bed. I always needed a moment to fully recover.That’s how I fell in love with Thomas. He was always there for me. It didn’t matter if it was late at night; he was wonderful company. I didn’t fall in love because of expensive gifts; I fell in love because he proved to be more than his brother ever was.“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked, standing at the doorway.“Yes. You helped me for a long time. Now it’s my turn to help you,” I repeated, though I didn’t feel sure at all.Thomas drove to the company. The turmoil in my stomach wouldn’t let me think clearly. I didn’t know if it was from the treatment, the babies, or the nerves about seeing Jake.“I don’t want