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Chapter 31. Moving

Naya's POVThe house is quiet. Too quiet.I sit near the window, staring at the glow of the city in the far distance. It's already 6pm, and the neighbourhood is serene and quiet with an enthral beauty, but I feel like a ghost in this dimly lit space. Like I don’t belong to that world anymore.My hand rests on my stomach, fingers tracing small circles over the bump. My children shift in response, their tiny movements grounding me.Nearly seeing him today in the hospital had made my wolf sing while my heart sank to the bottom of my stomach. The alpha had been relentlessly trying to pursue me, but thankfully, Tobias had been on the floor below me and had gotten me to the car minutes after he realised what was happening.I had escaped him once more.I should feel more at ease.The war is over. The bloodshed had stopped because of what I did. And Kieran… he’s still okay.That’s all that matters.So why does it still feel like I’m suffocating?A knock breaks the silence.Sharp. Three time

Chapter 32. Run Girl Run.

Naya's POVFor a long moment, neither of us speaks.Then Tobias lets out a sharp breath, shoving his gun back into its holster."This is bullshit," he mutters.I agree.But what choice do I have?—Tobias POVSomething is wrong.Naya, after managing to pull herself from the couch, had immediately started packing.She moves like a machine, stuffing clothes into the suitcase without emotion, without hesitation. That’s what makes it so wrong.She should have been resisting, fighting against it.Why is she so obedient?I cross my arms. "What's wrong?" I ask sharply after I can't take it any more.She doesn’t look at me. "Nothing, I'm fine."I narrow my eyes. "That’s a lie."She exhales, pausing for a moment.Then she turns to me, her gaze dull. "Tobias, it doesn’t matter anymore. We’re leaving tonight. That’s final."A muscle in my jaw twitches.I don’t like this.I don’t like how she looks—like she’s already lost.Something happened.And I don’t trust the Elder.I take a slow step forwa

Chapter 33. New Home.

.Naya's POVThe plane hums with a low, steady vibration.Outside, thick clouds stretch endlessly in every direction, darkening as we move deeper into the night.I press a hand to my belly, exhaling slowly.We are almost there.Almost free.Tobias sits beside me, his posture stiff. Even now, he can’t relax. His eyes scan every passenger, every flight attendant, every tiny movement.“Do you think they followed us?” I ask quietly.He doesn’t respond.And that’s all the answer I need.I shift uncomfortably in my seat, my back aching. The baby—or babies—move restlessly inside me, adding to the unease already coiling in my chest.I can’t shake the feeling that something’s wrong.Then, suddenly—Pain.Sharp and deep, shooting through my lower back like a knife.I suck in a breath, gripping the armrest.Tobias notices immediately. “What’s wrong?”I try to shake my head to tell him it’s okay. But then—Another pain.And this one is worse.My vision blurs. My breath hitches.And then it hits

Chapter 34. Missing Kids.

Naya's POV (One Week Later)The hospital felt too quiet the day we left. I held my babies close, one in each arm, their warmth filling my chest with joy as I snuggled against their wool covered heads.Julian and Aiden maximoff.They were the best babies in the world.Tobias had taken care of the paperwork, settled things with the hospital staff. I was too tired to ask what he told them, too lost in the hazy aftermath of birth to care about much else. After a week in the hospital—one boring week filled with sterile corridors and whispered reassurances between them and the kids—I thought we might finally have a moment to catch our breath. Tobias and I, weary but determined, decide to settle in this new country, where I can hope to rebuild my messy life.Somewhere the kids could grow peacefully.The drive was smooth for the first few miles. The twins were sleeping in their car seats, and for the first time in days, I let myself breathe. The city stretched behind us, fading into ope

Chapter 35. Beginning.

Naya's POV I stopped eating. Tobias didn’t let it slide.“You’re gonna eat something,” he told me on the second day, setting a plate of food in front of me.I ignored it.“Fine.” He grabbed a fork, scooped up some of the rice, and shoved it in his own mouth, chewing with exaggerated slowness. “See? Normal human behavior. You should try it.”I didn’t react.He sighed, running a hand over his face. “I swear to God, Naya, if you starve yourself to death, I will drag your soul back just to kill you myself.”Nothing.The days bled together. I stayed in the nursery most of the time, sitting in the rocking chair, staring at the empty cribs. Sometimes I touched the blankets just to feel something real beneath my fingertips.One night, Tobias came in and found me clutching one of the baby dolls, cradling it in my arms like it was real.I was humming. I don’t remember starting.“Naya,” he said, stepping closer.I tightened my grip on the doll, rocking slightly.He crouched in front of me, his

Chapter 35. Aiden.

John's POVThe school bus hummed steadily along the quiet coastal road, sunlight reflecting off its yellow frame as it navigated the gentle curves of the cliffs. The scent of the sea mixed with the warm, salty breeze, and the distant cries of seagulls carried through the air.Inside, children chattered excitedly, their voices blending into a cheerful hum. Some talked about their favourite cartoons, others about their parents, and a few giggled over silly games.Today was my neighbour Aiden's first day at school, and I was tasked with closely monitoring him. If it were other kids, I wouldn't care much, but Aiden happened to be one well-behaved kid I liked, there was nothing for the Misses to fear; I would be Aiden's protector from this cruel world, just as I had promised, besides it was more than okay to have him attending the same school as myself.“Good morning, Aiden,” I greeted, but he bashfully looked away, running towards an empty seat in the back. Aiden sat near the window, sm

Chapter 37. The Switch.

Naya’s POVThe morning had been a mess of anxiety.I told myself it was expected that every mother worried about their child’s first day of school and that every parent felt that crushing ache when they had to let go. But deep down, I knew this was different.I wasn’t just any mother. Aiden wasn’t just any child.I had already lost a son before.And I had spent years fearing it would happen again.Tobias had tried to reassure me, standing solid beside me as we waved Aiden off to school. I had barely slept the night before, checking and rechecking his backpack, ensuring his clothes were perfect, and giving him too many hugs.Now, standing in the kitchen with a cup of coffee I wasn’t drinking, I stared blankly at the clock. Each minute stretched, clawing at my nerves.Tobias watched me from the couch, legs stretched out, arms crossed, pretending to read a newspaper. He hadn’t turned a page in ten minutes.“You can’t sit at the window all day,” he said.I scowled. “I’m not sitting at the

Chapter 38. Messed Up.

Agent Callum’s POVI knew this mission was going to be a pain in the ass the second we grabbed the kid.It should have been simple—retrieve the Alpha’s long-lost son, clean him up, hand him over, and be done with it. A textbook recovery operation.But from the moment we brought the kid in, nothing felt right.We had dumped him on the medical cot as soon as we arrived, letting the pack healer do her thing. He was a mess—dirty, bruised, his tiny body curled in on itselfThe woman ran a hand over him, checking for wounds. “Mild concussion,” she murmured. “No serious injuries.”Good. That meant he’d be fit to see the Alpha soon, and we could be done with this.But then the kid woke up.And all hell broke loose.---His eyes fluttered open, dark lashes blinking slowly.At first, he just stared at the ceiling, his small face scrunched up in confusion. Then his nose twitched, and his expression shifted—wariness, unease. His fingers twitched against the blanket.Then his eyes flickered to u

Chapter 39. Bad Parent.

Kieran’s POVThe drive back to the manor was tense.Julian sat in the back seat, bundled in a thick blanket, his small form pressed into the leather upholstery. His hands were tucked into his lap, gripping the fabric of his new clothes like a lifeline.He hadn’t said a word.Not when they changed him.Not when they wrapped him in the blanket.Not when I had crouched in front of him and told him we were going home.His silence wasn’t normal.The boy I remembered—the son that was kidnapped just three days ago—was never this quiet. He was small but fierce and stubborn, always asking questions and always challenging even the biggest of warriors.But this child?This child was barely breathing.I watched him from the front seat, my fingers drumming against my knee. His eyes were glassy unfocused, darting around the car like he was mapping an escape route. His body was tense, stiff as a board like he expected something to hurt him at any second.Every few minutes, his hands would tremble,

Chapter 40. Diagnosis.

Kieran's POVI wasn’t going to rely on guesswork.I needed a professional.Dr Holden arrived the following day. He was an older man with greying hair and a kind of calm, unreadable expression that made it impossible to express his thoughts. He was a child psychologist, the best in his field, and if anyone could figure out what was going on, it was him.I stood off to the side, watching as he carefully approached the bed where Julian sat.“Hello, Julian,” he said gently. “My name is Dr. Holden. I’m here to help.”Julian’s fingers curled a little tighter around the blanket.Dr. Holden crouched slightly, keeping his voice slow and measured. “You’ve been through a lot, haven’t you?”Nothing. The boy didn’t even blink. He just shuffled closer to the wall and sniffled.Dr. Holden glanced at me before continuing, “It’s okay if you don’t want to talk yet. I know this situation is very confusing. But I promise you’re safe.”Still nothing.Dr. Holden straightened, adjusting his glasses. “It’s s

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