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TWOI left Dr. Bailey's hospital at about 2 p.m. Driving home, I couldn't help but be buried in deep thoughts.Her words were echoing in my head, like a damn mantra.She didn't hold back and went all out, emphasizing why I shouldn't take the risk of letting the fetus grow big enough to a point where abortion becomes impossible.Abortion! She recommended abortion!!It was the most horrible words I've ever heard from her. How dare she recommend that I abort a child whom I cried day and night for?But I couldn't get mad at her because she genuinely was just trying to look out for me. She said I could abort the child, and she'd keep it a secret from me.She recommended surrogacy or even adoption. Anything else but me, carrying a child.My heart was crushed to bits at that. Made me think I was really incompetent. But I pretended like it wasn't hurting so much and assured her that I'd show up for every checkup necessary but I certainly could never get rid of this pregnancy.Brent would love

My parents lived in a distant Pack, with less development and very few members. I arrived here at noon. It was a very long distance and I was already too famished.The houses were very underdeveloped and the rocky roads made it even harder for me to drag my suitcases along. I couldn't take a cab, I had already exhausted my money.My dress was drenched with sweat and I was panting so hard. My eyes searched hard for the building that my family was living in.Knowing they were living in a place this horrible made my stomach churn. They used to live in Brent's pack until he made them leave with the excuse that I'd find it hard adjusting to living with him if they were close.He also restricted me from visiting them so it's been a good eight years since I last saw my parents and my kid sister. They wrote to me a few times and added their address, hoping I'd come. That was how I knew what address I was looking for.A couple of aged women stared at me as I walked past them. I mumbled some gr

ELIZABETH MOOREI leaned back on my seat, letting out a breath I hadn't realised I'd been holding as the jet's wheels kissed the runway. The trip had been short, but exhausting all the same. Every trip was exhausting these days.The flight attendant opened the door, sending an onrush of the warm afternoon air into the cabin. I didn't move right away- I had learned never to. Instead, my head of security stepped out first, tall and broad in his crisp black suit. Nine others followed him, scanning the tarmac. Only when they gave subtle nods did I rise with my kids and my secretary. The men stiffened immediately, already on guard as they formed a wall before we had even reached the door.A convoy was waiting outside already in a neat line at the bottom of the stairs, black SUVs gleaming in the sunlight with tinted windows. When we reached the car in the middle, a man in a gray suit stepped forward, bowing his head respectfully. "Ms. Moore. Welcome."I flashed him that rehearsed smile I'd

BRENTThe moment she walked away, my whole chest caved in. My knees buckled under me and for a second, I forgot how to breathe. Her lavender scent was still in the air and that sweet, sharp scent drove me crazy. My wolf inside me went wild, thrashing against my skin and howling so loud inside my head I thought I would go deaf. Mate! He whimpered. Don't let her leave! Run after her! Bring her back! I clenched my fists, my heart hammering, but I didn't move. Not yet. I watched her walk out with her guards like I was nailed to the floor. Each time she took a step, it felt like another piece of my soul had been ripped out. And my wolf's desperate cries as it clawed at me made it worse. She hated me. That much was clear. The rage in her eyes. The slap. The way she called her guards and wanted nothing to do with me. It was all justified, because I'd ruined her. I'd pushed her away. But one thing was clear: I was never letting her go. Not now. Not ever again. Evangeline was mine. I s

EVANGELINE MOORE"Too late. You don't get to waltz in here after five years and suddenly decide you want to fix things. I don't want you. I'll never come back to you. I have a life now, a life that I am and will always be content with." His eyes flickered, looking as sharp as glass. And then his voice dropped to a quiet but cutting tone. "The kids." When he said that, my heart went off again. The kids? What about the kids? Did he know something about them? At that moment the world seemed to tilt. "I know one of them is mine," he said softly, but it felt like a knife was being slid between my ribs. "And I want custody of them. I want to be able to see them. You can't deny me that, can you?" My breath ripped out of me and then shock had me frozen. I couldn't help just how devastating hearing that was. And I knew at that moment that my expression had betrayed me and he'd probably seen it all. He knew. And now he had a foothold. Shit! My chest squeezed too tight I had to force out th