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Yara's POV.I rushed through the door of our cottage, my heart filled with exhilaration. The baby, our precious little one, had been found, and Gerald was finally captured. The weight that had burdened my soul lifted, replaced by a surge of hope and relief. Oma, my trusted confidante and guardian, awaited me in the cozy living room, her eyes brimming with anticipation."Oma!" I exclaimed, unable to contain my excitement. "They found the baby! Gerald has been captured!"A wide smile graced Oma's weathered face as she enveloped me in a warm embrace. "Oh, dear child, this is wonderful news," she murmured, her voice filled with joy. "Tell me everything."I settled into a chair, cradling the baby in my arms, and recounted the events of the day. The rescue mission, the confrontation with Gerald, and the triumphant return with our little one. Oma listened intently, her eyes shining with pride and admiration.As we reveled in the joyous moment, a sudden commotion erupted outside. The sound of

Maggie's POV.A night before she came to the castle,As I drove through the night, the echoes of the heated argument with Simon still reverberated in my mind. The hurtful words and the tense atmosphere lingered, casting a shadow over my heart. Tears welled up in my eyes as I navigated the dark road, seeking solace in the familiarity of my elder brother's castle.When I arrived at Alpha Derek's castle, a mix of anticipation and anxiety washed over me. The sight of another woman by Derek's side, her presence unexpected, stirred an unsettling feeling within me. Lisa. Her name echoed in my mind as I observed their interaction, my heart sinking with a pang of jealousy.Suppressing my emotions, I chose to retreat to the solitude of my assigned room, seeking a moment to collect my thoughts and find some semblance of composure. The door closed behind me with a soft click, enveloping me in a cocoon of solitude and contemplation.As I entered my assigned room, a sense of unease still lingered w

Yara's POV.The morning sun gently filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the cozy cottage that had become our sanctuary. I held my baby close, his tiny hands grasping onto my finger as I soaked in the peacefulness of the moment. Little did I know that a letter, carried by fate's gentle breeze, would soon awaken a yearning within me, one that had long been dormant.As I opened the envelope, a surge of excitement coursed through me. It was a letter from Amelia, the maid who had served the Summerstone family during my childhood. Her words held a precious gift, a piece of my past that I had yearned to reclaim. She revealed the location where my biological parents were buried, a place that held the remnants of my lineage.With a heart filled with anticipation, I shared the news with Mauris, who embraced my desire to visit the gravesite. Together, we made our way to Oma's grand castle. The grandeur of the structure never failed to leave me in awe, a reminder of the desti

Mauris POV. The warm glow of the setting sun bathed our cozy cottage as Yara and I stepped through the front door, our hearts brimming with joy. We had just returned from witnessing the union of our beloved sister, Maggie, to the man she truly loved. The air was filled with an electric energy, a tangible reminder of the love and happiness that had enveloped the castle. It was surprising to see how Maggie has changed from the little woman that ran around the house, shoving her body into my face to this beautiful, talented and mature woman. She really blew my mind, especially when she handled the situation with her ex without causing any disturbances.Unable to contain our excitement, Yara took my hand and twirled gracefully around the living room, her laughter filling the air. We danced together, our bodies moving in perfect harmony, as if our souls were entwined in an eternal waltz. In that moment, time seemed to stand still, and the worries and troubles of the world melted away, lea