All Chapters of He Killed Me. I Returned as His Stepmother.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Tristan's POV "I think our plan was very bad," I said. "The wedding is in five days and everything has been arranged. How do we explain what happened to her?" I asked Ivy, who sat on the bed, looking far less concerned than I felt. I stared at her, confused. "We just have to tell the elders she ran away with her lover, and provide evidence," Ivy said. "Which evidence are we going to provide?" I asked. "Don't worry, I'll take care of that. The story is simple. She ran away with a Beta she's been seeing for some time. Even if someone finds her body by the road, we'll claim the person she ran away with was the one who killed her instead. I'll replace her in the wedding. The elders can't risk the wedding not happening," Ivy said with a smile, before placing a kiss on my lips. I smiled softly. "You're more ruthless than I thought," I said. "I learned it from you," she replied, before kissing me again. The next morning, news of Genevieve's disappearance spread across the pack. By mi

Tristan's POV The ceremony resumed as though nothing had happened, though nothing about it felt the same anymore. Servants moved quickly to reset the altar, guests straightened in their seats, and the priest cleared his throat before beginning again, his voice carrying over a crowd still buzzing with whispers no one could fully silence. I stood beside Ivy, my hand damp against hers, my mind still circling the same impossible question. Genevieve stood a few feet away beside my father, calm, composed, her eyes occasionally drifting toward me with a look I could not read. "We continue as planned," Ivy whispered through her smile, barely moving her lips. "She only knows you want him dead, not how. There's no way she could have touched the wine, my father watched the servants prepare everything himself." I nodded slowly, some of the color returning to my face. "You're right," I whispered back. "She's bluffing. She wants to shake us, that's all." The priest called both couples forward f

Genny's POV "I already have the antidote with me," I said, holding up the bottle and smiling. "Now, how does my beloved stepson survive this when I already have the antidote?" I watched as Ivy's expression went from shock to anger as she launched at me. I let the antidote slip from my hand, making her halt her steps, but before it could hit the floor I caught it, then let out a soft smile. "Genevieve, hand over the antidote to me. Stop playing these games," she snapped, angry. I chuckled softly, taking steps towards her. "Playing games, you say?" "Ivy, do you really think I won't let this antidote slip from my hands? And so you know, this is just the last bottle available. If it's gone, Tristan is gone, and Tristan gone leaves you with nothing. I could even pin the blame on you for killing your mate, just like how you lied that I ran away with my lover. I must say, you really surprised me," I said with a slow smile. Her expression shifted to shock. "Oh, of course you're wonder

Genny's POVI looked at Tristan and chuckled, the sound coming out sharper than I intended, laced with something between amusement and disdain.Ivy held Tristan's arm softly, her fingers curling possessively around his sleeve."Tristan, don't be angry at Genevieve. She's just mad that you chose me over her," she said with her soft voice, leaning gently against him, her eyes flicking to me as if daring me to react.Seriously, I thought inwardly, fighting the urge to roll my eyes. As if I cared who he chose.I yanked my hand away from Tristan."I'll tell you something important, Tristan. You can't have me back." My voice was steady, cold. "And for the antidote, take it as a favor. After what you did to me, did you really think I'd let you die easily? Today's poison was just to show you what I'm capable of doing. Since we've started playing this game, you better watch out. I won't play nice next time," I said, letting the warning settle heavy in the air between us.Tristan laughed out lo

Thorne's POVThe messengers are right. A wolfless Luna would be a laughingstock to our pack and to you," he said, his words landing heavy in the silence that followed, and I felt something cold and sharp settle behind my composure. I chuckled softly, the sound carrying more warning than amusement. "Do you realize it's your daughter we're talking about, Elder Varek? If she becomes Luna, your family will be honored," I said, watching him carefully, waiting to see if he'd have the nerve to hold his ground.He stood up and bowed slightly, though his hesitation was obvious, a flicker of conflict crossing his features before he spoke."Taking her as your wife is already a blessing to my family, but this is for the pack's wellbeing," he said.I nodded softly, though something bitter coiled in my chest at his words. Angel, even your own father doesn't support you. Who in the family has your back? I thought quietly, an unexpected pang of something almost protective stirring in me."Alpha, you