LOGINKiara
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 arrived, the huge house felt strange, yet somehow familiar. There were so many memories there, but it no longer felt like mine.
To my misfortune, Irina was the one who opened the door when I knocked.
“We were expecting you,” she smiled, stepping aside to let me in.
“You must be enjoying this, Irina,” I glared at her. “But one day your little show will be over, and he’ll find out the truth about you.”
She only smiled. My words didn’t affect her.
Jake came out of his office. My heart felt as if a dagger had pierced through it. Irina walked toward him, took his hand, and kissed his cheek. Jake turned his back on me and walked toward the backyard.
“This way, Kiara,” he said.
With a knot in my stomach and nausea threatening again, I dragged my heels toward the yard. The whole pack was there, watching me. I swallowed hard.
“Let’s make this quick,” I said.
“I, Jake Dallas, reject you, Kiara Wells, as my Luna. I renounce our bond forever.”
Jake spoke without hesitation. I had to do the same.
“I, Kiara Wells, accept to renounce our bond forever,” I replied.
Jake parted his lips slightly, staring at me coldly. But there was something different in his eyes this time. He looked surprised.
“Did you really expect me to beg for you or refuse to end the bond?” I said in front of everyone and turned around.
I wasn’t planning to stay there a second longer. I walked back into the house. A sharp headache hit me. The rejection was beginning to trigger its unpleasant and painful symptoms. I closed my eyes, feeling my vision blur.
I went home devastated, packed my suitcases, and headed for the airport. I didn’t know if I would ever return to California, but I hoped I wouldn’t have to. There was nothing left for me there. Everything that mattered was gone.
Thomas took me to the airport that afternoon. He was kind enough to accompany me to catch the plane.
“Promise me you won’t tell anyone, please,” I asked again. “My plan is never to come back. I don’t want Jake to know. I already told you.”
“Yeah, Kiara, but this isn’t right. Your kids will ask about their father someday. What will you tell them?”
“I don’t know yet,” I said, looking away.
“Think about it for a second,” he urged. “Jake might have acted like an idiot, but he would never leave you alone with two kids.”
“I won’t raise my children with his help while my sister is their stepmother.”
Was I being selfish?
To be honest, Thomas was right. What would I tell my children when they asked about their father?
“At least tell me how the pregnancy is going. I’m their uncle. I want to know how they’re doing.”
“It’s better if we don’t talk anymore,” I decided, looking him in the eyes.
Thomas stared at me, confused. He didn’t understand my decision or want to accept it, but he said nothing more.
My flight announcement echoed through the airport. I picked up my suitcase.
“The plane’s boarding. I have to go, Thomas.”
“I’ll travel with you to take care of you,” he offered.
I looked at him like he’d lost his mind.
“Are you crazy? No.”
“I can’t let you go alone and pregnant. My conscience won’t let me. After everything my brother did to you, I feel responsible and want to be there for you. At least during the pregnancy.”
“That’s insane.”
“I have money. I can do it. One of the family’s companies is in Connecticut. I don’t want to overwhelm you, but I care about what’s happening.”
Traveling with me was madness —something I couldn’t allow— but Thomas seemed determined. Before I even realized it, he had already bought a plane ticket.
A new destination that promised nothing. Moving away didn’t guarantee everything would be fine. But running away was my best option. Staying far from Jake was the only way to keep him from finding out about our children.
I took the secret with me, along with my bleeding heart.
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
Jake Seven months later, I’m still thinking about how much everything has changed. It’s been seven months since I last heard from Kiara. The last time I saw her was when I rejected her. I remember how her legs buckled from the pain after the rejection. The psychological pain I caused her had struck deep. Her back, her long brown hair, the sound of her heels hitting the floor, and the sweet scent of her perfume were the last things I recorded of her in my mind. When I saw her leave, determined and firm, I felt a sharp pain in my chest. A pain I never thought I would feel after letting her go, after learning she had cheated on me with my brother, Thomas. There had been so much hatred inside me when Irina told me the truth, with proof. I had to make a decision and separate from Kiara. She betrayed me. I trusted her, and she stabbed me in the back. With my own brother? How could she do that to me? I’ve barely had any contact with Thomas. The only time we spoke was three months ago,
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
Kiara “Where am I supposed to go if you throw me out of the house?” I asked, my throat burning with rage. Jake wasn’t satisfied with just divorcing me. He also wanted to kick me out of our home. “This house is mine too.” “I paid for it. You can go to the one we bought a few streets from here,” he said, sitting at his desk and sorting through papers. He acted as if nothing bad had happened. “I’d appreciate it if you hurried up and left. Someone will be here soon, and I don’t want them to see you.” My mouth fell open in outrage. “Someone? A woman?” “That’s none of your business.” My heart shattered. I instinctively placed a hand over my stomach, terrified and heartbroken over the family Jake had just destroyed. “It’s true! You invited a woman to our house!” “This isn’t your house. Not anymore. Since you signed the papers, this house is mine, and I can do whatever I want with it.” I crossed my arms. “And who is she? Did you invite Irina over?” I spat, dripping with irony.
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 Three intense days of vomiting and nausea when I woke up in the morning. The maid had recommended that I see a doctor after noticing how often I was running to the bathroom, but I didn’t want to listen. I had a few days free from discomfort, but an unusual exhaustion would hit me during the day. After a week, the vomiting returned, and I decided it was time to call the doctor. I arrived for my medical appointment. The doctor ran blood tests, among others. I stayed in the hallway, waiting for the results I had urgently requested. There was something different about me. I could feel it inside. My leg moved nervously as I fought not to bite my nails. The office door opened, and Dr. Sanders came out with the results in hand and asked me to come in. Judging by his expression, something was wrong. “Please, have a seat,” he indicated. I obeyed, gripping the strap of my bag. “Doctor? Is everything okay?” He was silent. I scanned him with my eyes while my heart pounded hard agains







