Gabriella’s POV Waking up the following morning, I felt completely different—weak and in need of medical attention. Before I knew it, I rushed to the bathroom to throw up. After washing my face and looking in the mirror, I saw how pale I appeared. I ordered breakfast and, when it arrived, I asked the person who brought the food if she knew of a hospital nearby. She described one, but it would take about an hour to get there. I thanked her and prepared to visit the hospital after finishing my meal. I took a taxi to the hospital. Upon arrival, I saw a lady playing with her two-year-old daughter. Envy welled up in me, though I didn't regret having my child even with the absent father. I obtained a card and waited for the doctor. The doctor requested that I visit the lab for an ultrasound to determine the baby's age and study the fetus. I made the payment and was informed to return the following day on an empty stomach but well-hydrated. Leaving the hospital, I decided to take a brief t

Gabriella’s POV He has become more mature than he was four years ago, with longer hair and bangs that can cover half of his red pupils. I feel a little uneasy inside as his aura seems stronger. Fortunately, my wolf is not as excited about her mate as before. His arm muscles bulge, and his brows reveal a fierce expression. I even sense a terrifying aura of killing intent. As I watch the fight between them, he kills with ease. Now I guess the rumors about him ending his father's life for power might be true after all. I thought seeing him would make me feel different, but when I see him, I hate him more. He's just a black history that I don't wish to revisit again. I notice he gets carried away with the ones he is fighting, not seeing the impending danger from behind. I will save him because he is my twin sister's husband, and for no other reason attached to it. “Og lu an to ditol.” The Black wolf dies instantly along with the others. Then he turns around; I didn't get enough time to h

Gabriella’s POV "Leave," I reiterated, my words resounding in his ears once more."That's the very thing I refuse to do again, mate. I refuse to leave and I don't want you out of my sight again.""Are you deaf? They can't be us. I am happily married. Do you want me to call my husband right now so you know I'm not lying?" I said it just to reinforce my lies.He scoffed, saying, "That would be a mistake if you do.""Alpha Nicklaus, are you trying to threaten me? If I bring my husband here, will you get rid of him and claim me as yours?"I knew he didn't love me; I was just trying to provoke him to leave. Four years ago, he had called me a useless Omega. If he was coming for me now, it was only for my sister. Or perhaps he wanted to establish a connection with my daughter, who bore a striking resemblance to him.I wouldn't let anyone take away what belonged to me anymore.He remained silent, and I continued, "Are you planning to do to my husband what you did to your father, so you can se

Nicklaus's POV I revisited the club where I held my masquerade party and sat down at the very spot where I had talked with Gabriella. Her innocent smile and how she handled everything played in my head, making my heart joyful. The memory of the spot where we danced and the first time we kissed also resurfaced. I can't believe I ruined my chances of being with her. What should I do now? I walked into the exact room where we had slept together. I had made sure that room became my private spot, and no one was allowed to spend a night there. I believe I can prove things. If Tracy truly is the girl I had a nightstand with, she should be able to tell me what happened that night. If she can't, then I guess I'll have to open up to her. Maybe she will understand and finally accept the divorce without any issues. At least she will want her twin sister to be happy. They aren't really identical, but they do have a quiet resemblance. After returning home, I had a talk with her. "So, are you back

Gabriella’s POV “Okay, fine, I will agree to go with her, but I will still make sure not to let my guard down,” I concluded. “Why should I be excited? Let’s chase the evil foxes away so I can get enough rest.” “You are no fun to be with at all,” she added, and I just gave her a weird smile. I drew a circular shape on the ground while she created the other shape that looked like a triangle. We placed the candle down and sat in the middle, holding our hands together and reciting the spells. The evil fox appeared, begging us to let her go and saying she wouldn't harm anyone again. I smiled because many we had caught said the same thing to gain their freedom. Finally, she was the last one to defeat; then the farmers would be free. We finished everything and walked inside together. “Are you sure about your tribe?” I asked. “Yes, I am. We will protect you at all costs. Remember the meeting I went to today? It was about you. But I will be telling you everything about it soon.” “Okay,