MasukSarah's POVThe drive to the Lycan palace was longer than I remembered.Or maybe it just felt that way because of everything sitting in my chest the entire journey.I had made this decision before I could think about it too much and then talk myself out of it. That was exactly how I made these types of decisions that mattered so much. No much thinking, just more action.And honestly, If I hadn't already left the house, I would have convinced myself that this was a very bad idea.Most especially now that I was standing in front of the gate of the Lycan Kingdom.A heavy lump settled in my stomach, I hadn't been here in years.What if someone recognises you? The stray thought penetrated my mind before I could stop it.I just stood some steps away from the gate, watching the guards with their expressionless faces as they stood alert at the gate.I closed my eyes, letting out a sigh."This is for you, Ronnie." I muttered to myself, a reminder of why I was here.I took a breath and walked t
Ronnie's POV"Fuck you!" I muttered in my empty room, turning my phone face down.I didn't need to see his name or hear his voice to know he was the one.I thought that a quick shower would make me feel a little better, you know, ease my memory a little. But the bathroom just served as another quiet corner of the house to think my brains out.By the time I stepped out of the bathroom, I heard a thumping foot approaching my room. Still wrapped in my towel, I opened the door.That familiar scent hit me; I didn't need to go any further to know that it was Mom.Of course, she was back.Sometimes, I wondered if she was a fish and if this house was the water she needed to survive.I was about to close the door of my room when she called."Ronnie?"A sigh escaped her lips as she did."I can't believe I thought someone else had broken into our house." She said, letting out a laugh which came from a place of relief. "Thank goodness it's just you." She said, holding onto her chest.And here we
Ronnie's POV"Please tell me it's a lie!"The elderly woman just remained on her knees, her head bowed, not saying a single word.I slapped myself hard right across my own cheek, just to make sure I wasn't in some ridiculous dream.The pain was real.The woman on her knees was real.The two colors still glowing faintly on that iron seal behind her were very, very real."You can't be saying the truth," I said, my voice growing louder as the words forced their way out before I could form them into something meaningful. "That can't be the truth. I can't be... no, please, this doesn't make any sense..."I stopped myself before the tears came, pressing my lips together and forcing myself to breathe slowly.My mind had completely abandoned the book I had come here looking for in the first place.I picked up the book I had been holding at some point without realizing it and set it down on one of the wooden tables nearby. My hands were shaking slightly.I needed air.I turned toward the door,
Ronnie’s POVI rented a car instead of calling a cab, paying in cash, not wanting any record tied to my name. I wanted to be as careful as possible, just as the old woman had warned.The Ancient Library of the Moon Goddess looked exactly the way the pictures online had described it, ancient stone walls rising up from the earth like they had grown there naturally rather than been built.I kept a scarf wrapped around the lower half of my face as I approached, sunglasses on despite the overcast sky, doing everything I could to avoid being recognized."I'm looking for Mrs. Aya Lester," I said to the woman at the front desk.She paused, looking me over carefully."Who are you?" she asked."Why do you want to see her?" she added, before I could even answer the first question."I was sent here by an old friend of hers," I said."An old friend, you say." The woman's eyes narrowed slightly. "Name?"I hesitated.The truth was, the old woman at Silver Moon Pack Library had never actually told me
Nolan's POVIt took another day before she was strong enough to sit up properly, to hold a real conversation, to start asking the questions I knew were coming."I want to take you home with me," I said, once we finally had a quiet moment together. "Back to the palace, where you can recover properly."She shook her head slowly. "I want to go with my mom."I felt something tighten in my chest, but I didn't argue."Okay," I said.She looked surprised that I agreed so easily."Take care of the baby," I added.Her brows pulled together in confusion. "What baby?"I held her gaze. "You're pregnant. With my child."Her face went through several expressions at once ... shock, disbelief, something close to panic."I'm giving you two weeks," I continued, before she could fully process it. "Two weeks with your mom. I don't want to kidnap you again, like you'll always accuse me of.""Giving me two weeks doesn't make this any different," she said, finding her voice again. "It does. I want my heir t
Ronnie's POV I felt my jaw tighten.Sarah, standing beside me, immediately began to cry, clearly assuming I would refuse, that my pride would win out over everything else."I would beg on his behalf," she said quickly, already lowering herself onto the wet ground, her knees sinking into the mud without hesitation. "Please. I'll do it. Just save her."I looked at her kneeling there, desperate and broken, and then at the priest, and then back toward the ambulance where Ronnie lay motionless.I didn't hesitate.I dropped to my knees on the same wet ground beside Sarah.Vane's mouth actually fell open slightly, clearly not expecting that."I'm sorry," I said, my voice rougher than I intended, the words feeling foreign coming out of my mouth but necessary all the same. "For attacking you. For grabbing her." I glanced at the woman in white. "It was wrong. I let my fear take over, and I'm sorry."The woman in white looked at me for a long moment, then gave a small nod.Vane studied me for a
Ronnie’s POV“I… I don’t know what you’re talking about, Nolan…”Despite how hard I tried to push the words out of my throat, they only came out in the form of a breathless whisper.“You sure as hell do.” He said, his hands now traveling down my arms and settling on my waist.“Nolan!” I muttered.H
Ronnie’s POVThe restraint I had been holding onto completely snapped.Without thinking, without caring about the reporters and other people watching, I spun around, and ran directly toward Nolan.I collided against his solid chest, throwing my arms tightly around his neck. Tears burst from my eyes
Ronnie’s POVI remained in his arms for a long while…Long enough for us to finally get to our destination.The black SUV came to halt right in front of the grand stairs of the courthouse.The engine died, and so did every courage I had gathered when Nolan asked me to get dressed.Kim was the first
Ronnie’s POV“No way I’m letting you walk out of a million-dollar desk because of that Asshole of a mate,” Jessie screamed, running down the stairs to stop me.“Language, Jessie!” I yelled.“But you worked so hard for this, Ronnie, why do you always have to dump your dreams to make sure that you’re







